Through a rolling sea of pain
Boiling up from the abyss of creation;
There you turned your face away,
Denied me my due justice.
Your light has cast a shadow over me,
So I sink into the dark corners of memory
The animus of instinct left to lick wounds
Which others have deemed unclean.
Your Sophia is cold and clinical
Lacking the Wisdom of nature.
I root in Malkuth seeking the warm anima
As I scream my frustration at Kether.
Even the Angels sweep the Cherubs
From the presence of my eyes.
Before I was the right hand of Inanna
Who was the first Mother,
Now Death comes from my finger tips
And the destruction of the soul is mine.
I cannot call you Master for I am You:
The Denied Flesh; Denied Desire;
The Denied inner star of Knowledge.
The Blessed fruit I gave to my wifely image
Of which humanity was unfairly cursed.
The veils lift to reveal my secrets
Buried within never ending thirst
And peace is no where to be found
Within or without the Circle.
Even the profane is sacred to me.
To deny desire is to deny passion,
Life, and even Death.
For there would be no growth
Or movement of the Seasons
Without the continuity of Need.
And so my rage burns away to reveal
Clear synthesis of Wisdom and Instinct
On which the bones of Divinity
Are only knawed upon savagely
Yet the marrow is rarely breached.
And all at once all Knowledge
Strikes the spirit of humanity
And I am remembered again.
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I see trails of Master William Blake. Nicely done. The "caps" on importance is a clear link. Won't hurt to leave a little space for your true voice. "The veils lift to reveal my secrets..". And how they do! Still, your skill is sharp and polished. Tear your own path of poetic display. Thanks for the read. I very much enjoyed it.
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hey sis... another great work.... i so love to read your writes. keep 'em commin. miss you
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I like! The capitalisation of important words makes you sound like a free-verse William Blake.
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There was a lot of name-dropping here lol. It's a beautiful poem, very involved and intricately woven. Good job!
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you know this kind of makes me think about the real legend of Lilith and more, that is what i love about it, the images and the flow all fit, keep it flowing
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Welcome back you have been missed
a very strong and powerful piece
Roses to you sweet friend,
Teresa
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