I Am Nosferatu
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
Under a Witches SkyAnd lo there he said: "I am darkness rising"Under a Witches Sky2 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 ....
Forever the RavenousBeyond the veil hallowed, I am Witches blood & wine;Forever the Ravenous2 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
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
A Night of CrowsSoul dark her eyes bleed obsidian, like a fever of liquid-shadows,A Night of Crows2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
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
THE CROWGlistening feathers,THE CROW3 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
Sanctum of Wine and ShadowSanctum of Wine and Shadow2 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 Falling3 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
Laments of TwilightThose seasons famished in myriad dreams;Laments of Twilight1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Long of quests in realms of Fae ...
For yet a feast of forest wine I would adorn,
Or beyond pleasures dressed in valleys rich
Gardens of sweet Avalon digress —
Where thy gaze painted embers in my soul
Unto her lore, I pursue and caress
To Autumn’s decree a world hath been slain!
Then Nature’s magick whispered above:
‘And forever the stars shall wander untamed,
like a fable of thieves lost in the wind’
Laments of twilight sweep with promise ~
And over the enchanted I hath prevail’d!
Where I am but a dream, within her dream
— Arthur Crow © 2013
The Chant of GOTHIC POISONThere upon clandestine fires of a midnight sky,The Chant of GOTHIC POISON1 year 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
A Kiss not Forgotten (a special tribute)Like a frost spread across valleys silent and dreary,A Kiss not Forgotten (a special tribute)1 year 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
Hunting Avalon's MoonBeneath a sky of Kings, mortal life quiveredHunting Avalon's Moon2 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,
Dark ValentineDark Valentine2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Deep in the stillness,
I wander but a ghost thru mists of shadow & sanguine ..
And the trees bathe in the mystique of Night’s serenade
Covet thee my love immortal,
for we are hunters of a dream untamed;
poetry bleeding into the abyss ...
Candle whispers drink a sky of wine, unto where I sojourn —
in the caress of your lips, and ache of darkest Moon
— Arthur Crow © 2013
One of those NightsThe morning sunOne of those Nights2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
beams through the front windshield
like an intruder:
brash and unwelcome, forcing you to wake.
Whiskey eyed, smelling like an ashtray,
parked at the back end
of some ghetto ass neighborhood
wondering what the hell you did the night before.
It's like trying to remember words
you haven’t written yet.
One thing is for certain:
a little bit of rope goes a long way,
but a lot of rope
will hang you.
One DayTwo at night, the nightingale sung.One Day2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The church bells rung – in deep melancholy.
I’m left behind as the untold stories clung fresh to mind.
Time has aged me, turned me none the less wise.
A single red rose - upon the coffin of my dearly departed wife.
It’s been 20 years since the nightingale sung,
The church bells rung.
I’ll recall the stories we could have told.
Those untold stories, that were ready to unfold.
Lumen Naturae ~ The Light of Nature and Darkness ~~In the brotherhood of darkness the sacredLumen Naturae ~ The Light of Nature and Darkness ~2 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 ...
Odyssey of LoveWhere a Tale of fate glimmered dimOdyssey of Love11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
For the Twilight veil spread softly ..
Her gaze cast in starry lustre gleaming
A temptress poised in the Night,
Or moon-enamour'd Lover dreaming
My lust awash in a howl of wolves;
To her kiss I fled across sultry-skies
Where, unto thy lips I hath perish'd
And oft, in pray'r would I pursue thee,
Impaled by day's vermillion light
I wandered across a thousand years,
Disassembled in Love’s odyssey
O’ how the Moon whisper’d rapture —
Across silv'ry peaks pale and fleeting
And I stood famished in her dew,
Till her scent soaked into my skin
And fiercely did her tongue beseech!
Like flam'd-Ravens hunting the wind
Stars fell in the plumes of her song
O’er a golden sea she kiss’d the ashes
And her lips undressed with fervour;
Ablaze in the fields of my naked soul
— Arthur Crow © 2014
Painhand coveredPain1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
(eyes) two husks leaking
please, don't look
Night of the ViolinSeek you me in a grave shallow,Night of the Violin3 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
ParadoxIn This Lazy Night of DreamsParadox2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wisdom speaks & knowledge Gleams
As This Night turns To Dawn
Some rejoice While Others Mourn
For In This Night Death Did Creep
While The World Was Sound Asleep
Unknown to The Sorrows In The Streets
The World Goes On Its Trendy Beats
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
FairytaleI don't write about loveFairytale4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and happily ever afters
because misery is my mistress
and pain my paramour.
No starry eyes
plucked from the heavens
to tempt me with
Eden's forbidden fruits and
Eve's forgotten secrets.
There are no mysteries
hidden under your skirt
like ribbon tied gifts
to lure my lust and
douse my mind
in impious flames.
The key to my heart
held in my own hands
like an iron vice
that won't be melted
by your imitation love
only pried, from
my cold, dead fingers.
I don't write about love
and happily ever afters
because I can only poison love
and murder the fairytale ending.