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To Lir They Fell
11:09
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Storm of ages, churn
The sea – sorrow-black
Drown their hearts, drown their dreams
Wrath of the sky, smash ships’ seams
Hail, the blackened gale – smash their hearts
Sails and souls torn apart
Down, down, down to drown
Down, down, never found
Far, far they fell
Lir’s fathomless well
Into ancient-most fort
To hold undinal court
Hear now his cadence, rolling waves
Mirror of the heavens – their graves
Enter now the deep domain
With father of swans, remain
Lost, lost are my kin
To deep king, now given
Sad waves of destiny
Swept you away – depart for another day
A bitter procession on the shore
Tearful bereaved by the score
Such praises they sang
The bell of sorrow rang
Seasons have bloomed and died
Since my kin were lost to tide
And as I cross ocean wide
I reminisce of homeland’s strive
We danced and sang of the blessed home
The solemn hills and wave-kissed stone
On and on and on across eternal blue
Azure hue and endless rue
Drink of sadness as my cup fills anew
Weep of my lost joy as the widows do
Praise the life and memory
Of beloved fallen
Drunk on precious whiskey
My countenance sullen
In the distance, spires of steel
New home awaits – strange tongue pervades
Arrival – all shades of man
Convergence of wayward souls
The builders, crafters, and thinkers alike
Cast away by naïve fools
Father and son – enshrined in coral
Guided me to the hope of dawn
Bid me farewell with legends to tell
Cast off, sorrowed ships, in shores of calm
Survival – my life goes on
Homeland’s song rings eternal
Another rippling billow
In time’s river ephemeral
Storm of ages churned
The sea – sorrow-black
Drowned my heart, drowned my dreams
Listen well, child – my pride now beams
The gilded minds forsake
Ire cast upon us all
Yet the sweetest fruits
Grow in sundry gardens
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2. |
A Florid Grain
05:55
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Words have failed me from time to time
Pondering the course of earthen rime
Dreaming onward through wither-time
Death – rebirth reverie sublime
I have seen the fiery death
Of countless days known to none
I have heard zephyr heralds
Carry the birds last song on the wind – on the (wind)
Asleep ‘neath vernal skies
Awaken to aching stones
Amongst grey weeping sentinels
Against a tide of our own design
And yet so few will remember
The ancient-most truths of this florid land
Pain and joy innate – our primordial stake
Ephemeral dance – caught in a glance
Out of naught, the seed of life
From fertile, brimming void
Abundant is the old abyss
Nary a grain amiss
It is within our dark recesses
The deepest cloisters of our mind
It lies within our lowest depths
In one purest moment – we know
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Resilience
06:17
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A persistence – it burns midmost
Behold the desert sun of ancient man
Our resistance – ignites the host
O’ the day’s downfall, belie victory’s call!
Forswear the oasis – it remains unfound
Unhonored vows forevermore cast to mound
Doubts and declinations be the sandstorm
Summer supremacy takes true form
The drudgery – our laborious credence
Discovery – a tale of aeons, condensed
The decision made swiftly as we silently stood
Endure craven bleating from sycophantic fools
Magna carta of ideological violence, clad in blood
Etched into our edicts by peerless tools
Are we but to grin
In the wake of times grim
We shake the tides thin
And slake with eyes dim (And quake with stride’s din)
Like pliant copper, brittle iron – a failed coup de grace
To be as steel – resilient
Gammadion sentries – sundered, all
Point me, if thou wilt, to one without doubt – perhaps mad or divine
Spin your story-web, of unfaltered clout – it is dwarfed by mine
Claim the sun’s blaze as your own – In seasons of triumph, we have shown
Embrace the pace – the tumultuous chase
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4. |
Vespertine
08:08
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O’ moon – but a glaive in the night
Coursing slow, tainted glow
Shine with the power of your light
Bloodied, sullied, low
In vespertine wood
Dance! Done the garland of night
Bequeath thirst to datura
Soul as the primrose, the heart – brugmansia
Slake on Ipomoea alba
Is this tranquility or just vacuuous terror?
Nay – I stand berift of tyrannical fetters!
In crimson wood, weep your haunting hymn
Dwelling on the threshold of rational thought
Cross the twilight course – Aristilus glares
By wolves of fear, I am now sought
Avian fellowship – hurriedly fly away
Through the wild woods – dream of childhoods
Sate those cast astray – misunderstood
On a bridge with both ends ablaze
With morning’s rise, ne’er a memory stays
Fiery leaves of autumn lie sorrow-drained
In this absurdist reflection, redemption
On a bridge with both ends ablaze
With morning’s rise, ne’er a memory stays
Revel in umbral embrace – lay with eventide muse
Climax cries influence – bask in sweet afterglow
Crazed notions given verisimilitude
Vespertine word is my food
Candlelight is the sun
Focus object renewed
Dithyrambic orations pierce the silent hour
Star-drunk and moon-stoned prose
Dervish of word, within and before – devours
I engulf galaxies with my stare
Down-ward, I turn my gaze
Nearing end of mind’s maze
Drift away – fervent haze
Passing to halcyon days
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Snowbound
13:46
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I - Tempest
Cry of despair on frozen wind
Head raised to the sky
Grey of November dies, consumed
River of tears frozen, run dry
Tempest of winter’s coming in naked December
Scattered birch, slaughtered earth
Sing your sorrow-song of slumber
I remember
Snow-forsaken, I weep for Spring’s return
Hidden light – imprisoned sight
Misdeeds of the past, poisoning me
For countless days, I do yearn
Dreams are cloaked in early night
Crystal veil of lament
Winter air’s frigid kiss
Forewarning breath
Swat not, never yield
Stand fast in its wake
Sway not, rise again
Lest this frozen heart break
II – Snow-Forsaken
Silence – imperceivable symphony, ornate cascade
Home and heart lain entwined (Cursed shadow-life)
Wisp of weighted sigh vanish into nil
Sufferer’s serenade – aether trill
Tempest returns – carried weight
Blanket of night, powdered cemetery
Countless are the days I have dwindled
In the safe and warm of my inner hearth
The land, the fire of the heart
As it shifts, so we shift with it
Few dare tread here, yet I dare
Bid thee ware, I dare
Light – what light! Glorious phosphenes
Light – oh what light! Victorious sunbeams
I drowned such sorrows on sweet nectar
Clouded dismay in smoke
Blackest cloud of alabaster
Sun reflected on hallowed snow
Purest beauty insulating the heart
Invigoration – the cold issues a challenge
Pale Fire, the zenith visage
Atop the golden peak
Opaque mirror aglow
In the apex of solar death
See the green horizon
As sun is lain low
III – Cold Streams
A strange break in the clouds
Not quite the sun
Cold streams flow, bird-songs abound
The spirit thaws with the land
Betwixt wake and sleep
Drudgery in remission
Sun and moon on equal footing
Cyclical vision remains
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