Laments of TwilightThose seasons famished in myriad dreams;
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
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 ....
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
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
Of He who Came to this WorldAdrift in the vengeance of her delirium,Of He who Came to this World2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I pierced the veil of eternity ....
And upon the breast of madness did I feast,
marooned in shadow’d-whispers
My soul bequeathed to this pellucid-abyss;
— a Halcyon clad in darkness dreaming
Lo, I saw hunters rise in the ether —
ghosts in the seraphic-blackness peering
Of beauteous melancholy, I lay quest
Wherefore, the blood of stars I reap & sow
How the breath of her lust befalls; —
a kiss of diamonds cast deep in the snow
Now bereft a foe beneath my skin,
where impassion'd plee she dare bespeak!
I grasp the silk of a fable spent
Yet thy visage lingers thru season’s fame,
haunting my soul like a Winter’s song
Til the age of silence, my lament doth rain,
unto solemn-brook, wherest thee prevail
And I bare the weight of a thousand skies,
To thy harbor, forever my spirit shall sail
— Arthur Crow © 2014
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
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
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
A Night of CrowsSoul dark her eyes bleed obsidian, like a fever of liquid-shadows,A Night of Crows3 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
Dark ValentineDark Valentine3 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
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 ...
Sticks and StonesThey say words can never hurt you.Sticks and Stones2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Silence does a better job.
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
Where Lover's Dream DarklyFor it is not a fable; — that which bleeds..Where Lover's Dream Darkly1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
And her soul may whisper obsidian,
— But I am the sea of Darkness she craves
O’ long I hath bathed in these ravenous winds,
Watching shadows weep across river’s dreary
Upon nightscapes that plunder our souls —
A bouquet of crimson shall enchant thy lips;
Where slowly we fade into requiem
Drink me naked in the abyss of hungry wolves
Among demons and insanity, I thrust and fall
Ravaged, eons of lust spill from mine eyes,
And behold the Forests sing of murder!
In a sombre kiss, we shall undress the skies
Time will yield to the treasures of melancholy
I covet thee, unto this blood-filled Moon
O’ thou art beautiful decay upon my skin,
A ghostly visage dripping wanton & darkly ..
We are Lover’s haunting deaths lullaby;
Assassins brooding in a bewailing fairy-tale
She is mystic poison; & elixir immortale
Seek you me, in the mystique of necromancy
For I am the dream of Serpents fea
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
I'm here.I want to have a thousand different lives, right now.I'm here.2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I feel like I belong in so many things I've merely witnessed.
I want to travel to all the countries I feel connected with, and be part of its culture; while still remaining myself.
I want to dance to the music that moves my soul, in as many different places I possibly can.
I want to connect with people from around the globe that have felt what I'm feeling right now.
I want to breathe the air into my lungs, knowing I live somewhere I've never lived before, and it's home.
I want who I am to make sense in a dozen different languages.
I want to know streets intimately, when I've lived my entire life across many oceans from them, thinking that was it.
Who says any of this is impossible.. A year in any place can feel more like home than 60 years in the same household.
I can be peoples home, they can come to me when they're done with their day, and I can wait for them with a bottle of wine to talk about life's fleeting instances.
Give it AllYou are ivory,Give it All2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
soft and fair beneath my palm,
warm and sweet
against my tongue
and I savor
every delectable taste of you
between my lips
after our skin collides.
There is a passion
I cannot fully define,
yet I ache
to discover every inch of you
beneath the pads
of my wanting, weary,
that trace your shape
from the memories
of your beautiful landscape.
I have felt you,
felt the pounding of your heart
against my own
and God has it been so long
since a woman
has made my muscles shake,
made my heart burst,
made my lips and my hips
and my everything
with such feverish desire
as you do to me.
a dark space with only
thin slats of light
painting your form
in bars of silver
and my hands shivering,
and my wet lips
consuming your own,
my white hands
in the dark matte of your
your ribs arched,
your hips rising to my own,
and our moans
ringing in perfect harmony.
I love you,
a love beyond reproach
HungryHungerHungry2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
crawls up my spine
and washes over my lips
like your kiss,
like your tongue,
and I stir,
awakened and alive,
heated and hardened
beneath your stroking fingertips.
My body moves forward,
swallows what remains
of the space between us
and I press
your skin to mine,
your thighs to mine,
your hips to mine
to get closer,
to feel more,
to tempt you a little more,
to make you hungry, too.
Our bodies interlock,
curling in your hair,
sliding down my back,
engaged and caressing,
all of our desires
transferred as silent words
from tongue to tongue,
all of our needs
becoming more desperate
with each movement.
Your sultry undulations
entice my hands,
and they traverse your form,
insatiable in their search
for your everything,
and my excitement
meets your thigh
with a needing, wanting,
an irrevocable ache
to unleash your heaven
your ethereal essence.
to bring you to the brink,
to lavish you
in the undeniably magnificent,
the indescribably beautif
Trust FallPerched upon a precipiceTrust Fall4 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The wind a lonely call
I don't know how to manage this -
This swift and blind trust fall.
"Child," I hear His voice somehow,
Full of tender care;
"Let go of your worry now,
You know I will be there."
A hot tear rolls, I shake my head,
My knees are shaking too;
Can't fight the overwhelming dread...
Oh, help me trust in You.
I set my jaw, I shut my eyes
And throw my body back,
Cringing at the swarming lies
And all the faith I lack.
The world is flying all around
Where is my mighty God?
Would He just let me hit the ground,
Lie broken on the sod?
A sudden scream my final plea
For aid of any kind,
"I thought that You had hold of me!"
Was it all in my mind?
"Child!" I hear a smiling voice
And look up in alarm,
At once my heart turns to rejoice,
I'm falling in His arms.
My fear is giving way somehow,
And gone each filthy lie;
And we're not even falling now -
We're soaring through the sky.
Winter GhostThe new evening chillWinter Ghost3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
grows darker still
on late autumn ground
dry leaves abound.
The tiny and furry
they scamper and scurry
they gather and hurry
they wonder and worry.
Always on their mind
when glancing behind
the pale winter ghost
is stalking its host.
Coming BackYou looked at me with sunset eyesComing Back2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Teeming with an ocean’s depth
Waves were crashing down your cheeks
Tears you should have never wept
And I heard a sound I’ll not forget
The slamming front door as you left
In shock I waited as tragedy unfurled
Denial settled into the silence of my world
Without a glance or shallow sigh
You left me here with no goodbye
But in my heart there grew an ache
A pain that, most nights, keeps me awake
And now I finally realize
What I saw in those shining eyes
Not the sunset; the sunrise
So this was never a goodbye
This was letting go.
And now I’m coming back.
Let me be your poem.Let me melt the cold pain from your skin, transform into the sun and heat your hurt––so it evaporates into white clouds of hope that inspires the trees to sway.Let me be your poem.2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Let me touch you like the first story I've ever read in brail, after deciding to go deaf before letting another sound replace your voice.
Let me shatter every tiny ounce of doubt from your being, using the weight of my love for you–– to demolish it's once relevant place in your thoughts.
Let me carve holes in to the night sky, so you can see how my universe revolves solely around you, making the moon shine bright with jealousy.
Let me fly you to the nearest nebula, so we can finally be as high as this love makes me feel.
Let me drive you crazy like a mirage in a desolate desert, making you crave it so much you imagine it in front of you, dying for a taste.
Let me be the sun to warm you and you can be the rain to cool us down, and we can make the sky blush a million different colours.
Let me be the baseli
d o l l m a k e ri am cracked stained-glass,d o l l m a k e r2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i am windswept flowers,
& i am the untouched puppet-master
spread in your downcast towers;
i am indifferent crimson,
i am luminescent lilac,
& i am the broken dollmaker
when your lunacy is greatly intact;
i am undoubtedly breakable,
i am indubitably fragile,
& i am a fractured stonework,
but i am never docile;
i am your circus plaything,
i am your sliced puppet strings,
& i am your heaven & hell –
drifting in the current of faith, i sing:
that i am irreparably torn,
i am your heartbreak syndrome,
& i am spider webs & holiday wine
in eclipsed nights spent alone;
i am the pulled-asunder,
i am the drowned circuit breaker,
& and i am your worst enemy
so please forgive this broken
d o l l m a k e r . . .