winter;lyra : Writing

chariots

chariots

A Poem by winter;lyra


Roman chariotsimbued these roadsin parallel paths reforcedthis formative idealwhich concurswith the personative ideaof one elastic aspirationthe arrog..
fugitive moon faces

fugitive moon faces

A Poem by winter;lyra


time cues inprudence is reflectedin the fugitive moon facestime is dueyouth is loomedwith audacity and vivacityin it retrospective of its own surround..
30

30

A Poem by winter;lyra


notes get oldmy wits do not get any bolderI must hoist my penand catapult these thoughts30, from here on I start to diemy sadness beckons into the mat..
Lions of Judah

Lions of Judah

A Poem by winter;lyra


weep notbeholdfrom the crown tomb of Abrahamingrained gospelsand one refrained ramadanin earth investedthese truths of heavenenter the lions of Judahs..
[ May beacons ]

[ May beacons ]

A Poem by winter;lyra


May beaconsfrom this to the nextin reflected oathscredited goalsoff the back of my unturned arcanain my gruesome fealtywith no remorse to orderI've st..
that 1984

that 1984

A Poem by winter;lyra


it was in 1984that they killed my momma's soulwhen my feet burnedin that basalt african soilthorns in my throatwhen I saw a fairy queenshining before ..
[ it was beneath the hills ]

[ it was beneath the hills ]

A Poem by winter;lyra


it was beneath the hillsof that antique Greecethat she let out the kings of the Republica myth distinctly realthat made this thryst uniquely royalit w..
[ knit onion rings]

[ knit onion rings]

A Poem by winter;lyra


knit onion rings my briefly wed vampires transpire into my night trades say, did you extract his bile? that which is essential for the concotion ..
The Grand Inquisitor: Reprise

The Grand Inquisitor: Reprise

A Poem by winter;lyra


pardoned ghosts all these fiery boats rationed bowls for he who was and still is in that image erect out his tomb and fumes with clues of eterni..
fairies

fairies

A Poem by winter;lyra


doctor, have you lifted my liver with a stiff touch, if you please indistinct from that of death see, I've produced it from my guts this fear whos..


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