Arrival of Thursday

again the title a wip

You arrived like ice with your white teeth and crackling appetite

Sickle swirling claw. I glanced briefly as you stood proud

Holy announced by all things tidal; as if that meant more than the darkness in heaven and hell’s intent; and yes,

With your wrinkled curls and cold knuckles you beat incessant upon

 My knees; Ever aware that I would never rise

But it was of no matter to you,

No matter to you or to your laws of reason and so

In defiance I desired within that moment to make a prayer between my chattering teeth:

 

“I will seal your tongue…Bolt it shut for its fits of mindless relegations

And throughout your sloth, though others deem it rage, I will scoff at your scuffling feet with my own.

This, I will do until I indeed in turn, turn weary;

I will build you a cage out of the bones of dream; knowing that you will burn so much sooner than I. With fanciful wires I will tie you helpless; Blind you into rooms of silence and tear at your limbs without mercy ....

Laughing as you scream out of air”

 

This indeed became my eternal prayer…

 

But now,

 With my spirit opened, I understand your weariness-

Your wings have closed and your view turned so much the darker

Your tongue, though still filled with cantor has lost its pulpit’s wage.

And I too have lost the will to fight

With this cognizance I have grown a new sorrow. Seeing now that

We hold the same fate, Like the strands and waves that sculpt and form our universe it is inevitable we collide, and by doing so we build ships to stars of our very own.

Momentarily I grieve because I know you will return; Your wrinkling curls and cold knuckles again at my will.

You will return perhaps stronger than before; perhaps weaker

And in this breath I become aware,

 I may not be here to indulge your appetite again. 

Author's Note

What can I say, "I am a night owl"

Reviews

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

All that because you stole my toast? Geez man...put down the voodoo doll and crayon ...you can have the piece of toast. I just wait here till it's Thirsty Thursday again...parched

[Perdition]

All that because that toast was a bird on fire balanced on the window of the sun

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

well alrighty...cause that makes more sense...I don't think I call there anymore...I can't remember as I make new memories though they seem less memorable...maybe Im still hiding...maybe only looking through the wrong eye..

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

P.S. Thursday is my favorite.

[Brittany Zedalis]

"Like the strands and waves that sculpt and form our universe it is inevitable we collide, and by doing so we build ships to stars of our very own." Wow. You've just got an endless list of great poetry, don't you? xD

[Perdition]

…lol..Nope..not yet…It isn't even midnight for crying out loud. By then I should have at least an outline of a list that resembles the concept of endless and hopefully the narrative nearer to yours. But thanks for believing.

[Brittany Zedalis]

You're definitely getting into the same universe as endless. xD

[Perdition]

Oh crap…it's probably a toll entrance too isn't it. Fine…back to the coins and cape it be. Hope they have a diner on the other side cause I be famished~ You really have not learned to pace yourself yet have you? :) Well that's fine…I appreciate the reminders.

[Brittany Zedalis]

I just like reading lol And you have plenty that I can read ^-^

[Perdition]

I suppose I do. Well I am glad at least I took down the old originals or I would really start to worry for you. I guess enjoy, Thanks and remember to stop when any you might read start making sense. "Can't be held responsible.".

[Brittany Zedalis]

I do have some self control, haha. Well..maybe not. Between your work and others, I've probably gone through at least 50 poems today.

[Perdition]

Wow! You gotta start writing as well ya know. And no i am NOT letting you off that easy. You are a an exceptional poet reading poetry. Time to start the suffering all over again : )

[Brittany Zedalis]

I did write one today that I had been thinking on the past couple of days. I wasn't sure about posting it at first but I eventually did. ^-^

[Perdition]

Wonderful…welcome to the madness. Well... then I can't wait! But I think first I might need that diner..lol.

[Priscilla Sayers]

I too am a Night Owl, and as "she" visits nightly upon the ancient oak that stands before me. The wisdom of "My" tree shields us both as She perches upon the branches, hooting, a soft melodic sound, just for me, before she flees. I stand taller for the moment lost in the wonder that she has chosen me.
The way you write has always filled me with the sense of mystical places we hold in our Souls, connections that spark the memories of a place we must strive to describe for the words were lost as the centuries passed, our weary Souls stretched thin as we crossed over the Earth in life, after life, after life. Seeking to find the enlightenment we failed to reach before, but sorrow comes when the realization that our magic has been lost to days of old. Yet, it still remains, deep within, driving those who still possess it, still remember it into the category of the insane. So we breathe my precious friend, DEEP, inhaling the essence of what we know, have always know, as we are brought closer and closer together to collide with the rest of our kind. As you have found me, and I have found you, May the revolution of the minds begin. May our weary souls continue to fight, scratching and clawing to continue... For we are not ones made to fail, we have no other Will then to rise again, and again...
I find inspiration as you speak your wisdom my friend, as you "collide" with my spirit aloft the wind that gusts pushing against you with the particles of me. Bits of my essence grasping your hand to let you feel, you are never alone.

[MoriartyMesa]

This reminds me of a balled, something between Metal and Montana Blues.



I like it.

[Kristallo]

"I will build you a cage out of the bones of dream; knowing that you will burn so much sooner than I. "

Damn. This was a delightful read.