A Night of CrowsSoul dark her eyes bleed obsidian, like a fever of liquid-shadows,
seeking her lover damned
And a myriad of talons will seed the sky a primeval calling
of necromancy and lust untamed
Upon her breath, I whispered softly in winged-caress:
"cast thy nightscapes unto the ache of gossamer streams"
So she closed her eyes and her demon lover hungered long..
Forever the Crow shimmering in her darkest dreams
Arthur Crow © 2012
Forever the RavenousBeyond the veil hallowed, I am Witches blood & wine;Forever the Ravenous3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
flame of throne, soothsayer & death, magick seething
Come hither; drink me dark'n divine
Whispers of Night's harvest, ravenous in twilight eerie;
tongues of Crows in gothic serenade
Poised in wilderness shadowed, I beseech thee:
"O' darkest Love, seek me in decay, dripping from thy lips"
Incantations of the Moon glisten from mine eyes ...
Seraphic-winds undress Demons in the trees;
dreaming streams o'er Nature's breast
Black-feathered-Priests covet my nocuous splendor
For I am Winter's nocturne
a dark-mantra, salivating on the edge of the world
And so she peered into the embers of my soul
cloaked in a dream, falling, where savage wings fly
Thou art the evening tide... the mystique I shall love;
Evermore, unto a sea of black roses, from grave to sky
Arthur Crow © 2012
Sanctum of Wine and ShadowSanctum of Wine and Shadow3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Upon one Night's tempest, my hunger did beckon ever darkly:
"In nomine dei Nostri Satanas Luciferi Excelsi!"
And in the perfume of immortality, I bathed deep and long ....
Within the labyrinth of melancholy, I am the black flame gleaming;
befallen in the mist when closed thine eyes
Harken thee, River's blush weeping scarlet in nocturnal ballad
In orphaned prophecy, I am the lust of sacrament
dark enchantment wanton Hade's syrup undressing in your soul
I have crossed oceans of time, haunted by thy gaze and lips,
lost in whispers of passion dripping like song into folding horizons
Eons spent, yet thy figure dark, I crave solemn upon Raven's call
For thou art the breath of a rose entombed in velvet-nightfall ...
'Our lives are but confessions of beasts and things forsaken;
woven into a bloody tapestry of a Lover's fable
My wound is the requiem of the sky, the exodus of daylight
Across sanguine fields I hath sojourned, coveting winds sable
Seek you me, for
The FallingThe FallingThe Falling4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Upon malodorous rapture of orphaned darkness,
eternal melancholy becomes twisted and hollow
In the severed reflections of sanguine shadows,
we will drown in ruby tears of pain and sorrow
Whispers of odium seep gently into my dreams...
The Raven lingers in solemn clouds dark as coal
My blood surges like a chorus of bitter requiem
And my lips the anathema of your dying soul
Dark lust hums like a cold tide of weeping voices
Perfumed in ash & bone, hallucinations imbue
Blood soaked robes hang from my slender bride,
shimmering like scarlet threads under ebon skies
After sable petals fall upon my beloved's grave,
there will dwell but ravaged winds of lonely cries
O' Witch of mine, dark'n dreary, forsake me not
In a sombre kiss, veiled in falls of ambient pitch,
we drift into the renaissance of the Falling...
ever dreaming and bathing in the poetry of death
In the web of mortality demons haunt & undress,
Deep in the gloaming, I beseech thy last breath
My thirst seeth
Lumen Naturae ~ The Light of Nature and Darkness ~~In the brotherhood of darkness the sacredLumen Naturae ~ The Light of Nature and Darkness ~3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
candle is a flame that cannot be seen, yet is the
most beautiful jewel of light~
Thru silvery mists I wandered, invoking spirits
Skyclad, spellbound in the poetry of the wind;
where shamans roam, lone and dreaming
Serpents whispering in the wilderness of soul:
"seek you me... fall thee unto the light of darkness"
And I peered, lusting, deep into twilight-feasting
Forest spectres poured worlds upon my breath;
like plumes of incandescent shadows caressing
Rising in awakened visions and creation foretold
Covet I, the ether within the primordial dark
Swirling in a fever of supernatural alchemy,
unto the endless sea of thyself Lumen Naturae
Worlds braided into one when I closed my eyes
Tides of consciousness gardened rivers gleaming
Deserts of gold and ashes swept across my lips
I am but a man, save flickering tongue dreaming
Among the solace of trees I salivate and ponder,
basking in the songs of nocturnal civilizations ...
Hunting Avalon's MoonBeneath a sky of Kings, mortal life quiveredHunting Avalon's Moon3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Warm rains spilled a fever of unborn dreams;
like a silent song of golden pollen falling in
timeless reverie, seeding forests arcane
The dawn of enchantment crested ancient lands,
adorning the hunger of shadows and spirits
Long I stood in the flow of primeval rapture...
where unto the hallowed beckoned wild
I slept in the cradle of Nature's magick,
windswept in feasts of tongue & flame
Dreams and dreamers, in haste I did reap
And I thrusted my sword into the sky
Ever night's bequest, the stars shall not die
Thru seasons of fabled rhythms I roamed;
my soul etched into the mists of time
O'er pastel fields, untamed memories seek
In a circle of Kings, I shimmered in ebon robes
Perfumed eyes gathered like nightingales
And I watched upon gossamer tides
Merlin caught her gaze resting among
the promise of stars and beloved Moon
"Thou art heavenly clad in velvet starlight"
She fled upon his song & wept in quietude,
Night of the ViolinSeek you me in a grave shallow,Night of the Violin4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
bleeding upon a blade of rusted steel
The mood of a rose ascends beyond ether
caressing souls in skies hoary
From the pitch of solitude she appears,
dark hair soaking upon winds quiver
(violin weeping in the dew of nocturnal sunrise)
As the moon whispers in twilight's fall
my thoughts swirl into a halo of numb reverie
Entranced in the gloaming of her love
dripping within the lotus of her serenade
Beset in eyes of jade,
drowning in sensual delight
Seduced in a gothic sky
Deepest gaze unleashed into my soul;
she weaves a spell of turquoise feather
her violin brushes my skin in dreamy hues
Evanescent in spectral shards of solemn rains
my thoughts swoon in burning juniper
Servant to the epitome of her will
basking in the shadows of her mind
kissed in the aura of sweet sorrow;
untold love begins to flow
Embroidered in the ballet of night's fall
violins seethe in star-clustered valleys
like a burning choir of lonely spirits
My thirst blushes in a sea
THE CROWGlistening feathers,THE CROW4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Blacker than the darkest night
A specter weaving through the clouds
Majestic is his flight
Piercing eyes reach into my soul
From the netherworld he will come
When I am no longer whole
Spawned from the magick of old
In a lingering mist he waits
Cast in velvet shadows so cold
Roses fall upon my grave
Talons clasp my fading spirit
A fallen love will he save
Shrieks echo across a leaden sky
Life descends to the arms of death
Scarlet tears begin to fly
Memories my heart cannot sever
Broken dreams whisper
real love is forever
Arthur Crow © 2012
Under a Witches SkyAnd lo there he said: "I am darkness rising"Under a Witches Sky3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
— ‘an apparition bleeding into a dreaming sky
Distilled in the timbre of windswept voices,
black feathers enchant earth in fevered-song
Magick ebbs & shimmers thru earthen veins,
seething like a migration of hungry wolves
Silvery eyes peer, drinking the ether of souls;
watching the spirit world fold into the mists
And where Shadows and Witches conjure,
— myriad talons beshrew Winter’s prayer
For eons I hath wandered in forgotten lore
— a sleep walker thru ash & fire, hunting ..
Beneath Moon solemn and drifting,
I covet thy ghostly figure velvet, undressing
Pools of amaranthine spill from mine eyes
Her ebon hair dripping in the evening tide
I rest my lips upon visage of thy fabled kiss
Thou art my darkest Witch — the wilderness
of a thousand spectre’s lusting ...
And unto this primeval calling, we shall seed
Poised in hallowed nightscapes caressing,
I brood and ponder ....
ApsaraFind me sunken into theApsara3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
lotus field, bathing skin silvergreen,
waist-deep and pink
in sunset, and we will cry:
for three-faced elephants,
for the dancers threading grace
between their fingertips—
until I dress in the heaviness,
a sarong of heat.
I Am NosferatuI Am Nosferatu2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And he rose like a dream shrouded in obsidian
“Blood the sky!” – bewailed ravenous eyes ..
‘Upon a world solemn; and the dead betrothed
Where lust a river dark, my ache roams wild
Many moons spent wither’d in winds dreary;
naked in breath of whispered-flame & wine
O’ darkly I hear thee my beloved enchant,
thy seraphic-tongue dripping in Night’s mist
Thou art the evening tide flooding my soul,
— gossamer-wings of a gothic serenade ...
Seek you mine lips in a song of shadows
For in immortal sin we shall not wane
Unto a sea of crimson, my love hath assail’d
From Earth to tomb, I am death & hallowed
— Arthur Crow © 2013
A Kiss not Forgotten (a special tribute)Like a frost spread across valleys silent and dreary,A Kiss not Forgotten (a special tribute)2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
ever my longing lost in shimmers of shadow & wind
And days bled into years, the seas became deserts
But thoughts of thee would not perish
Thru memories untamed I staggered far and long;
upon solemn nights lit by the torch of your soul
O’ how deep I miss your fragrant cheer ..
Of warm evenings shared across Lake’s reverie,
watching horizons journey into Autumn’s dream
— wherest our hearts once bloomed a fabled sky
Those passions shared will forsake me not
Lest the Moon would bestow solace upon my ache:
I will lay marooned, haunted by thy seraphic-figure,
Or the ever fleeting caress of your gaze ...
So my soul shall yield to this mythic abyss; –
as I peer from my carriage to Nirvana
And thou away, from my arms, the Sun weeps
Unto eternity—my dear beloved, we are entwined
Forever our footprints cast in golden firmament
A kiss not forgotten in a ballet of light softly falling
I now bear the want
Secrets of the DjinnLo the winds howl "Never you roam the mist"Secrets of the Djinn3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wander you far across lands, forest & desert sea
Or dream you deep in a cloudless sky ...
Yet a presence looms & beckons, spirits unseen
For they are the Djinn, silent and ever watching,
embalmed into seasons of mortal blood-flow
And beware, for I shalt not speak of this again,
lest darkness unto thy flesh they quest and sow
Eons adrift in smokeless fire did they slumber...
Befallen to Earth's domain, they undressed fate
The Djinn, ancient dwellers humans would fear
Betwixt worlds they linger, shimmering in fire
Thru parallel dimensions they reach, seducing
dreams and reality, life... You!
Peering eyes thru the veil of time and space;
shape shifters of any form, stalk and hunt
Thoughts & flesh canst not escape their magick
Besieged and shadowed, the human race
til they are sent back to whence they came
And death became a wanton treasure,
where Angels pillage & Demons lust in flame
"You should never have come human"
don't say nothey had said,don't say no2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
long before i met you
that the truth is known for its
punch in the gut;
it picks at the skin
on your forehead till it
peels off like the zest
of a pregnant orange,
bitter on your fingers
but so sweet
on your tongue.
is a typical symptom
of truth but
no one ever said
that you would exhaust
by the time it was
my turn to listen.
Empty Nestand as your sepia-saturated voice fades into the nightEmpty Nest3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you will remember all those dreams you woke from,
weeping, for the conversations you'd never
have and the people you'd never get back
you will remember the flock of birds that used to
reside in your chest, pounding against your
ribcage, crying to be free (and you will try
to remember the day their wings went silent)
as you hear the leaves hum and the sky pulse,
you will try to fall into cadence with the steady
music of nature, but instead begin to believe you're just
you will tell yourself, in your needly, narcissistic
way: you are a falling star, a withering celestial
being- you never quite fit in
and it will mean that the words you had engraved in
your ceiling (the last thing you see before you sleep)
about how one day, you'd mean something, you'd be
something, you would finally morph into a person
beautiful and magical and worthwhile
came to be another poorly told story,
and as your whispers die in an unwelcomin
The Chant of GOTHIC POISONThere upon clandestine fires of a midnight sky,The Chant of GOTHIC POISON2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the world of forbidding awaits the dead
And we chant for our blood in Winter fields..
— In the feasts of the burning, I will be fed
Where solemn-lovers bewail o’er rivers dark,
the wilderness of the Moon falls into silence
Covet my love in a tempest of sangromancy,
for I bathe in the fever of serpents sleeping
Our ancestors float upon a song of thorns,
fading into a sea of amaranthine ..
The ebb of magick spills from trees seething
Crimson-feather’d-demons loom & seek
Within gardens covered in moss and decay,
the song of Gothic poison will tomb the weak
We rise in the requiem of a dethroned sky,
— blushing in the perfume of liquid-night
Behold the immortals! Otherworld’s we fly
I peered deep untamed-wounds whispering;
— intoxicated horizons naked and dripping
Spirits of the dead linger in broken twilight
The winds of Samhain rush thru my veins ...
Wings take flight in acid-shot dreamscapes
Upon A kiss of Wild ThingsLike the frosts spread across valleys silent and drearyUpon A kiss of Wild Things2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ever my longing lost in shimmers of shadow & wind
And days bled into years.. the tides became deserts
Thru seasons untamed, I hunted and found her gaze,
peering in a song deep and hallowed
Horizons quivered like ghosts cast in Winter’s dream
— where hearts once bloomed a fabled sky
Lest the Moon would bestow solace upon my dread:
I am but madness, haunted by her solemn breath
My soul shall yield to this mythic abyss —
wandering forests bereft of Autumn’s decree
We are warriors in a ballet of snow darkly falling;
betwixt worlds forgotten, and lives entombed ...
‘Whispers in the mist — two spirits — forever calling
— Arthur Crow © 2013
Witching HourEyes entranced in the lustre of eternal nightfall;Witching Hour3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
passion of the Witch broods in forests dark'n wanton
Raven hair black as coal, bathes in winds hallowed
Arcane Moon beckons thirst of tongue
Flamed breath her blood song feasts stars & sky
Magick befalls in shadowy mists of spectral rain
Serpents rise like waves of liquid ivy,
as her soul wallows in the rapture of Winter's pain
O'er Earth and stone, ravenous streams bequest
twilight of dreams and sweet flesh
Enchanted in nocturnal fields, I lust evermore
Like velvet wine, the river ebbs and flows,
unto dark magick of her soul, shall be the lore
Arthur Crow © 2012
MelancholiaHere on this vacant shore I sleep,Melancholia4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Under the waning glow I start to weep,
With calm eyes trickling woeful tears.
To pass by many aching years,
Of a miserable life so alone.
By those melancholic waves I walk,
Filled with cold depression I fail to talk,
As innocent words stale in morbid breath,
To wish for a majestic longing death,
Of a dire mortality on loan.
Yet all those nostalgic sights I see,
Blinding me with sour memories I try to flee,
In a mania of ritualistic pessimism,
To bleed in that ocean of dour optimism,
Of a disturbed future I know.
The Ravens of ValhallaO’er desolate shores wept the fate of immortal flamesThe Ravens of Valhalla3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And into a Winter sun I bleed my dreams,
as a thousand years of love & war dressed the sky
Long-ships sailed to the otherworld upon Odin’s breath
Betwixt night and day I wandered, shimmering, peering
— Till my chalice of Dragons blood flowed but no more
I became a warrior lost in the stars, drifting, ever falling,
Until the shadows entombed my soul in Raven-lore
Lo the tempest eerie; ‘magick entwining spirit and flesh
Upon snow I awoke dreary, beneath winged-silhouettes
‘Couldst be, my Princess adored; — last of the Valkyrie!
I recall — myriad of black feathers in leisured-dance,
And our love soared ravenous unto darkness befallen
From the frosts of creation I wrought gloom and desire,
Bore the tongue of fevered winds thru oceans of time
Here thy whispers feasting, I linger, clad in mists of fire
O’ we have lived, in the arms of shadow and vapors
We have sung, in fields of night
Safeshe tells me that they stole her wordsSafe3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
marked them in red and wrung them out dry
leaving her shockingly [bare]
so she took up her -sharpest- pen
and she c a r v e d out her words
[close to her heart they'll be safe]
WinterA dream of silver coins and gossamerWinter3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of frankincense and sacred myrrh
tugging, gently tugging at the coverlet
the draperies drawn,
the candles lit.
Winter's wizened face and beard sent packing
by the blazing willow log
a'crackling, gently crackling in the fireplace
the shivered wind
leads on apace
These dreams to warm us lingering like a balm,
and cider mulled with cardamom
bubbling, gently bubbling in a bowl
blots out the wind
and shuns the cold.
FearOpen your eyes to face your fears.Fear3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
let your heart sill, don't despair
Deep inside, you know you can't hide
danger hangs around, side by side.
You want to call for help, but... who?
No one is coming to rescue you.
You'll have to face, you'll have to fight,
deal with the shadows of the night,
be the winner of the game
- while mysterious voices utter your name.
Not a witch, a werewolf, a ghost...
This is exactly what you fear the most,
much scarier than all the rest.
You feel your heart heavy in your chest.
Enveloped in dread, you feel like blind,
someone is playing with your mind.
Then you know, you don't have a clue,
the monster is inside you.
Any possible help or light is gone,
you are here, and you are alone.
No matter how much you hide, how much you run...
The nightmare has just begun.
Addicted to HeroinesHe was addicted to heroines:Addicted to Heroines3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
those golden queens from screens of silver
that lined his shelves in plastic boxes
showcasing their greatest deeds;
and painted whores,
those sirens and saviors,
who stood half naked on shady streets.
They were steel wrapped in petals,
and petals draped in lace,
in their arms lay warmth,
in their hearts lay escape.
He prayed for strong women
that were not so far,
devastatingly far out of reach.
Though still small,
he would shun the sun
and bask in their blessed shadows.
He prayed for someone to stay
whom he could not,
He vowed not to use angels,
those sweet Nightingales,
who flew away from him in the end
to be high on their bravery!
He was addicted to heroines,
to the ichor in their veins,
and the lift of their wings.
He was a frightened boy
hiding in the hollows
of the shell of a man,
fearful of fractures
from his weakness.
On the verge of breaking:
terrified the w