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Silenti Insisto

The land flamed in thunder’s name
while palms lifted drifting souls
a world collapsed on an axis of retreat
stilling  the lowly crated heavens
seeds of decadence withered with their roots
cradled in panes darkness ate bitter light
while god spit confusion on a depredation,
reflecting the shattered images cast
fearing, the sun hid amongst morbid clouds
as rain burnt land in pills of retribution   
existence became framed in pillars of salt,
while a picture stood against cracked glass
memories tainted red by crimson rivers
the waters flowing smirkingly sweet
skin bubbling against raw tendons
fighting the wrappings, the stained linen
pain bound the living to mercy unknown
and madness held all souls’ internment
fingers played a rhapsody in kill mode
as a mind’s carnage wandered through limbo
conquest of spirit to a night’s desecration
no hero, for creatures consumed sowed
harvesting abundance in eternal salvation
doors swung open to a grey cathedral dawn
and the moon laughed in fallacy
its tears deflecting the biting rain
for what it matters we now rise
in muddy ebbs of living atonement
reaching faceless for a barren earth


Author notes

Insisto - to enter upon, to persist in, tread, follow, urge
Silenti - the dead
Silenti Insisto - the dead tread

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  • Cannonsfire
    January 16

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    This is packed so full of images that it's hard to pick one that is better than another. It is slightly abstract but yet holds many messages within it. Thank you for sharing C


  • Dark Otter
    January 15
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    This is one of my favorites!

    Your style is masterful and your word choice is bizzarely good. There is some really good poetry in this. A great deal of eye candy that strikes the eye creating image after image, thought after thought.

    That ending hit me!

    we now rise
    in muddy ebbs of living atonement
    reaching faceless for a barren earth


  • Draig aine gold member
    January 11
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    hmm

    while god spit confusion on a depredation,
    reflecting the shattered images cast
    love the imagry