Mother. Brother. Sister.
Run
Sun
in the
4th House
of the Rising Moon
Jupiter's daughter
suckles, chuckles,
carbuncles into mixtures
of laughter with magick's spoon.
mist rides high
the black lagoon
nursing....bursting soon
love-potion's
mytic macabre gloom
entombed.
infected mass
eruption's doom;
cast your spell
from the Mother's womb.
child of woe
borne of helios and selene
{maggots of imperfection's
most obscene}
the river styx
bleeds her young
for seed.
Author notes
2. http://media.photobucket.com/image/vampire/Emo_Princess16/darkettona.jpg?o=64
A contest entry
- quickie. by Kathraina.
480 points, ended October 10, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Bountiful~Uniquely-Creative...
A flash on the retrospect of history reflecting our today's society... "at the Moon's Breast take ye rest" ontological and mytheological (*) paints give color to the picture of a sparkling Olympian revelation.
I have read an outstanding composition through the lines of "at the Moon's Breast take ye rest"
(*) Mythology and Theology.
Keep posting Your jewels. Thank You.
In respect and admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
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always a pleasure to read your work, its challenging and I like that...........good luck in contest.......laura
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