douglas Posted November 7, 2013 Share Posted November 7, 2013 The BlossomingIt’s time to sit in a sprawling fieldAway from all of this madnessTime to let insects crawl across my legsWhile soft beautiful powdery wingsCollide with the blue of the sky above meWinter has released her grip and the grimStories she whispered into my earsDuring stormy nightsAre being pulled from my skinBy the sunIt’s time to run along mountain pathsDodging warm rocks and branchesLulled into a trace by a quickening pulseSilver sweat and an expansive oceanic horizonThat possesses the power to transport and transformI hear the birds around meThey are melodic and ecstaticCelebrating the blooming and the blossomingOf new life with a lightnessThat is transcendent Quote To receive love, you have to give it... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dr_con Posted November 7, 2013 Share Posted November 7, 2013 Nice! Solid ecstatic work. Con/Jur/D Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
abstrect-christ Posted November 11, 2013 Share Posted November 11, 2013 Clearly not writing anywhere from inside Canada. This blossoming is a warm and sunny work. Quote Pinhead "Unbearable, isn't it? The suffering of strangers, the agony of friends. There is a secret song at the center of the world, Joey, and its sound is like razors through flesh." Joey "I don't believe you." Pinhead "Oh come, you can hear its faint echo right now. I'm here to turn up the volume. To press the stinking face of humanity into the dark blood of its own secret heart." "There's a starving beast inside my chestplaying with me until he's boredThen, slowly burying his tusks in my fleshcrawling his way out he rips open old woundsWhen I reach for the knife placed on the bedside tableits blade reflects my determined faceto plant it in my chestand carve a hole so deep it snaps my veinsHollow me out, I want to feel empty"-- "Being Able To Feel Nothing" by Oathbreakerhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aBPy3xNwwL8 "Sky turns to a deeper grey the sun fades by the moon hell's come from the distant hills tortures dreams of the doomed and they pray, yet they prey and they pray, still they prey"-- "Still They Prey" by Coughhttps://soundcloud.com/relapserecords/sets/cough-still-they-pray Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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