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| Title: 'ALL AROUND'/ Prayer Art by Rev.Bola A. (Oct.12) |
'Impenetrable Star'
Lest eyes well-seeing
thy foul faults should find.
Thy lovers withering,
as thy sweet self growest.
And husband natures
riches from expense;
And by their
verdict is determined
If my dear love were
but the child of state,
Finding thy worth
a limit past my praise;
Although our undivided
loves are one:
And strength by
limping sway disabled.
And arts with thy
sweet graces graced be;
Nay, if thou lourst on me,
do I not spend
Which vulgar scandal
stamped upon my brow;
In singleness the parts
that thou shouldst bear.
Or heart in love with
sighs himself doth smother,
Lest my bewailed guilt
should do thee shame.
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'Lying on the calm black water'
And to grow in the corn
lull them asleep of brilliant flies;
pours burning love
the devil's paladins;
that by starlight! he sings
and the woods sing!
Vision of her big breasts
by the wave.
- its coolness on my feet,
the beads of their loves.
In a slumbering alder
hemmed in by chimaeras.
- from violet forests:
where the stars are sleeping.
Lying in her long veils,
on the calm black water
embroidered with black moss
her great veils rising
mount in my soul but endless;
I cared nothing for all,
hurled of the hulks hurricane,
of sour apples pale-eyed
realize in antique dramas
the scented twilight,
devoured by vermin
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'Sinister and tiny below the dream'
Totally mammoth in the tomb
I swallow happy bugs among the gods
We Reach! The sin is vanishing
All glowing below the mud
You lick sexy signs on the air
Can you dig it? The night has come
Sinister and tiny below the dream
You confound musty noses about the mud
Heavy! The heat is done
translucent
intangible
crossing the frontier
a sense of danger
After how many voyages
the hero
go without luggage
unable to stop
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'Imprisoned'
Slender beams of moonlight enter
this darkened chamber as I kneel,
always forlorn, always driven,
frozen here,
waiting.
Tortured forms wrought in panes of glass loom as
dust dances in the air,
forming an image in my mind,
penetrating my shamed flesh.
Pain on a clock's face.
I raise my head, now defying
this callous mortality.
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| Title: 'ALL AROUND' /C.Penc - Prayer Art by Rev.Bola A. (Oct.12) |
'Pulled Apart'
the night falls with a silent sigh, entwined are we.
the understanding for which you pine
flares once, then dies,
smothered by the abyss.
all hope must surely perish.
your passion throbs no more.
how could you fail to believe?
lost souls surround us, crying,
we have lost our light.
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'Never command a sea.'
The lively seashell
calmly pulls the captain.
Old, cold sharks roughly
pull a small, dead lad.
Never command a ship.
Sharks sail like big whales.
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'Round,
all around the world.'
80 days around the world,
we'll find a pot of gold
just sitting where
the rainbow's ending.
Time - we'll fight
against the time,
and we'll fly
on the
white wings of the wind.
80 days around the world,
no we won't
say a word
before the ship is really back.
Round, round,
all around the
world.
Round, all around the world.
Round, all around the world.
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'The Tower's Slaves'
vibrant street looks bleakly,
dingy language nags caressingly,
soundless summer sucks abruptly,
aggressive vein entombs terribly,
boastful rider vexes hysterically,
undisciplined dope languishes suggestively,
soundless party capitulates finally,
tribal creationism defies awfully,
dingy vortex falls dimly,
soundless street sighs dazzlingly,
vibrant rider languishes finally.
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'I Am'
I am
quite popular in school, always
talking on the window
sill, late at night.
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'Virtuous Volcanoes'
Heaven fiddles with
refridgerated abandonment,
Thus a wanderer dwells
on black oysters.
A wet cave shines
like the wind's knowledge,
But the moon ponders
the agony of velvet dew drops.
Eternity weeps with
reflective delight,
And the sun blows bubbles
in the morning's volcanoes.
A red rose holds meetings
on inquisitive water,
While the ocean lingers
in my love's rapture.
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Between the sea is a place where she chuckles
Like a lewd, loving lad for caves,
Admire for the waves,
Plump rocks,
Against a tiny box.
Between the sea is a place
where she chuckles,
Look at the zealous,
zany zest of sanctimonious knuckles,
How long have the pebbles stood?
Blindly sung the wood.
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| Title: 'ALL AROUND'/Ink - Prayer Art by Rev.Bola A. (Oct.12) |
Nonet
'Honey Crystal Mint'
sweetcorn tied snug to a white pillar
found in the broken pulse of time
the dead and green leaves clutter
smothering stars and stripes
she chases her tail
distant clusters
forest deer
white flesh
rain
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