The mist is dissipating
towards the end of the hallway,
the split end of the announcement,
the denouement, assuredly,
the spear-like ineptitude of the penis
thrust in the key hole of God.
They who rush to the endpoint
of the rhyme,
organized the legions into tribes;
unfolded the mind:
The episode, the epode
where the mock erection rose
spurious and cold,
Pale Arcadia beneath the azure blades
the wicked ice recedes-
Marked in the north
by the Alps and the Apennines,
south by the Ancient Sphinx,
east by the last lake,
and so on...that first End Of Days;
When the waters rose,
Acacia and thrush, fleet
and slow
the Quick and the Not so Anymore
flee to Tuscany and Thera.
Just as surely,
they all turned to Ezra
the mud still wet upon their hands
and denied it all
while rushing to make salt by the sea,
as though Death were King.
Yet, here we are.
The boy on Pharaoh's knee,
the young girls in white shifts
running to their parent’s room:
The egress of the river
borne back into the womb,
Dashiel in the whisky room,
his glass is empty now.
The canopy for the everpresent Wasteland,
The cypress tree
The shade of languid wine;
The hot grape dropping from the vine
rolling to the valley below
where the cities rest
built upon sandy shores
Shall we call her Beast or Bitch
when she heaves in the pangs of birth,
displacing trust?
Eden, all that’s left,
and even it no more.
Author notes
We are 40,000 years ago, near the end of the last Ice Age, we parentetically are also in the last 400 years in the world of literature, where there is a stream of thought which centers on Arcadia i.e. Atlantis...and the mysticism which accompamies that, imagine an empty mediteranean basin, which is a series of lakes and rivers. then think of the destruction as the ice melts.
Ir is said that the Sphinx is in excess of 12000 years old which predates Egyptian Civilisation by 7000 years.
It is predicted in the Bible Code that an obelisk will be found in the Dead Sea, confirming the hypothesis.
On the Island of Malta are ruins which cannot be explained, also of great Age.
The island of Thera is thought to be the sight of Plato's Atlantis.
There are additionally innumerable allusions in the Bible & Upanishads to a civilisation that existed before the rise of our present one.
Sumerian & Egyptian texts also refer to this.
You might also note that by saying "the first "End of Days" a second is implied. I shall now leave the rest in the lap of your fertile imaginations.
Written September 21st, 2005
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now i know what hurts when i feel a pain down below it is that keyhole of God! God needs a bigger hole! keep doing well
love the papa -
Et in Arcadia Est - I heard this means "I am also in Arcadia" referring to the Rennes le chateu mystery. I enjoyed your poem and am very interested in your views on atlantis.
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Firstly I would like to say your boarder is lovely good choice though i do not critique I must say I would of chose better colors to match boarder pink clashes any-way...
Your amazing poem your outlay is different I really like it eye catching your words used in this piece I must say are at times confusing to your story you are getting across i know what your saying though feel some choice words could be altered to blend with what your actually saying (clearer)
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you have always been too good for here but i really came for some sci-fi.
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WOW. I really liked the surreal imagery you convey. I must have more!!!
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Mmmm... good job you stuck those little notes in your author's comments. To be honest, I was reading this and I was in two minds. On one hand, your style is fantastic and this sounds good. Pretty damn good actually. Diction is fabulous. On the other hand, I had absolutely no idea what the hell you're talking about.
'Tis hard to comment on a poem you don't understand so I hope you appreciate my difficulty.
Funnily enough, it was the first stanza out of the entire poem that stuck out to me. I loved the play on rhyme with "announcement,
the denouement..."
and also 'spear-like ineptitude.'
Both sounded great!
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Well, you pretty well covered it all here, poet, and it seems that maybe we have't learned very much from all those ages past. Your vision is expansive as is your writing abilities. To say that this work moved anything deep within me would be untrue, but I don't think that was your intention. It did, however, give the reader much to ponder and that makes it a worthy write. And you study Latin, we assume? Hmmm. Run by and pay Virgil a visit sometime soon! He has a few interesting things to say, too! By then Socrates might be a little more apt for 2006.
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This is kind of like a history lesson - very educational as well as entertaining. Good write.
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Huh. Well, to be honest, I don't really care for this too much. It was written well, but was too long, so I lost my interest, and it was a subject I don't really talk about or write about. But I am sure there are others...and this is already evident, who like this alot, and I myself encourage you to keep writing.
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very interesting sand deffinately food for thought
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Personalli . . . I'm extremely impressed by the amount of historical accuracy that went into this. Besides the fact that it is a veri emotional poem . . . it is a thought provoking poem . . . and a poem of great magnitude. It is rare that I add people to my favorites . . . one must show a sign of utter uniqueness . . . and my dear . . . you've done it!!!! I can't wait to read more of your work!
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Great penning. I love the way yur have taken yur words and structed them in such a way that it is line orchestrating a concerts of smoothnes and then speeding it up to jsut a magical tune of vividly painted imagery leaping off to capture your reader~
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Lots to ponder over here
Thanks so much for sharing these years
Many have to fight through the tears
To see the truth reappear
Much love and peace.
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I'm really not into spiritual poetry. But this seems to be a new take on it, which is i guess why it managed to keep my attention. Nice word usage, i must say, and excellent description. ^_^
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extremely moving. I really love the historical references here!
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good mind
"mist dissapates", "inepitude of penis", "egress of the river"
great imagery in these phrases, nice analogies. reread this and liked it more the more i read. lots of classical references. -
Food for thought, most certainly. I'm impressed by the depth of the sources you're touching here... very impressed.
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I FELT THE EMOTIONS THAT YOU WERE TRYING TO CONVEY, AND THE GENERAL OVER ALL TONE OF THIS PIECE...THIS WAS A REALLY INTERESTING READ! i ESPECIALY LIKED:The canopy for the everpresent Wasteland,
The cypress tree
The shade of languid wine;
The hot grape dropping from the vine -
intensely probing
Mornings ... after nights
one thousand million stars
in Love's eyes
how old the young
now facing swift discs of deaths
departing with soft whirls
so many souls in swirls' sensations
feelings finding feelings without bodies
beautifully raw refined
silk ties soul ties silk
civilized
partitions of beings
see kisses sunken in mud's embrace
see sweet smiles drifting in rolled-up skies
Eden walks upon the Milky-way
dressed in Eve's Laughter
flowered stars in the arms
of him who follows her
to the end of the world
appled into trees
sin hangs
with blushing cheeks
remember agony of the Innocent:
Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani!
myra
I offer my points for the privilege ...
Edited on Sep 23, 1:04 p.m. because ''. -
okay maybe i did. sigh.
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listen i didn't come here to have things imoiled in my lap ...
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Do we have to call her one of those?
I wish we didn't.
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Well I gain my top spot back.
Something like I, too, am in Arcadia .. .???
Anyway, mmmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmmm < ----counts as characters towards pointsters. plus gives me time to think.
Its part of the Story which is based on something similar to the degradation of Art over the years. Possibly. But where the hell are we here? It feels laced with mysticism. Let me go back up there and look. brb
Well boy, its just plain wonderous isn't it? I'm not quite ready to make any formal comment other than ..Arcadia was a peaceful place where the shepherds sang poetry and pastorals in their pastures - no wars or fights. And wow .. I'm just really happy languidly lounging in the language of this piece and letting whatever meaning seep in over time as I return to read it ..
Ancient but there they are .. Ezra and that Sam Spade guy ?
Ah. It will unfold more as I let it. And I'm in no rush. Its a gorgeous piece of Poetry.
"Put me on to Edenville. Aleph, alpha: nought, nought, one."
Love it. Course.
Lisa
Edited on Sep 21, 9:21 p.m. because 'can't spell'.














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