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Another pair of poems.The constructed poem there is de-constructed in a rather chaotic manner.Both contain some chaos and order in the manner of writing and in the sentimental vision that preceded them.The poems are the result of the fiery force of the reverie but also of the metallic letter of the technique.

The title of both poems, Aion completes both titles of the poems with reference to Therion and Erechteion and gives one more clue about the depths of the poems.





There



I`m still here

ghost of your aim

reaching with stoned wings

the hollow air from of the landscape that hold you

the snow cluttered by your tears

of joy

still

trying to drink

from the liquid glass of memory

that holds the frozen liquor of memories

still convincing

the clay to do me another pattern

in another age

so I could smell your scent

mixed with the paper-toys and leaf-masks

I will be buried in after the crush

still in this fall

I scratch the fleshy cord of the life

on the inside

still crying out a feral chant

in the pulp of the self

in the sea of silence

are you still

there

?









Ereht





I`m still here

there

ghost of your aim

are you still

reaching with stoned wings

in the sea of silence

the hollow air from of the landscape that hold you

in the pulp of self

the snow cluttered by your tears

still crying out a feral chant

of joy

on the inside

still

I scratch the fleshy cord of life

trying to drink

still in this fall

from the liquid glass of memory

I will be buried in after the crush

that holds the frozen liquor of memories

mixed with paper-toys and leaf-masks

still convincing

the clay to do me another pattern

so I could smell your scent

in another age

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Myrka
10:52 Jul 31 2009

Beautiful poems with very strong imagery.

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ThothLestat
14:10 Jul 31 2009

fantastic, DR!

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AlexandraAshes
03:50 Aug 01 2009

*silent awe*

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Dragonrouge
04:04 Aug 25 2009

*takes an elegant bow*

my friends,

your pleasure when you read this is my only happiness

so please imagine how vital your good words are to me

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mute Romeo





caressing our nostrils

with the memory of the ages

they brought us back

together

in the same trunk

long after our death by blood letting

(with the blood

the vampires created us real palaces in their real world)

they put us on a stage

and lent spotlights to our eyepits

so we can take their

applause



but my mouth is not saying a word

because of the fans of hate

compressed in the breathing air



I just drink

from the lovely sour liquor again

with the color of blood

looking in Juliet`s eyes

while I strew my smile to her smut tiny

feet













Juliet is speaking





but my mouth is not saying a word

I just drink

from the lovely sour liquor again

caressing our nostrils

with the memory of the ages

they brought us back

together



because of the fans of hate

with the color of blood

looking in Romeo`s eyes

in the same trunk

long after our twin death

(with the blood

the vampires created us real palaces in their real world)



compressed in the breathing air

while I strew my smile to her smut tiny

feet

they put us on a stage

and lent spotlights to our eyepits

so we can take their

applause

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YourDeathAngel
01:04 Jul 18 2009

the never ending love story

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Sinora
08:51 Jul 18 2009

Nice take on it hon.

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