These azure thoughts ascend
to partner with the skies
and in these heavens highs
my daydreams know no end
with your dreams they will wend
to live behind your eyes
where they by and by
into our wakings blend.
what once were dreams are real
enlivened in company
imagined lovers’ reels
in paired society
such fragrant dreams breath true
the scent of my desires and you
I sang a hopeless prayer
into a well of forgotten saints
and it’s turning echo painted
a thousand voices on the air
and this became a legion choir
sacred and unholy heard
sung so loud that every word
burned the sky as Atar’s fire
but in the quiet darkened walls
from the ancient well below
a single word, the last echo
to the burning heavens called
and this entreaty to above
a simple plea, to gods, for love.
they came here just to dance
for lust or death or sacrifice
it mattered not, each paid a price
lost to the madman’s trance
the rhythm stoked the flames
spiritwalking into fires
each one a tongue to sate desires
no respite could e’er tame.
And still they came to dance
muscles, sinews locked to be
entwined, and held so desperately
in passion’s relentless glance
and in their glance’s dance’s play
they earned all for which they must pay
so spins my mind in darkened woods
damp in the rains of long ago
underfoot the undergrowth
allows no steady thoughts, nor should
as here is time still as it was
before we stood to contemplate
all that exists beyond our fates
and questioned the world and its cause
these trees grow wise without our mind
to be that which we are or not
they have remained as we’ve forgot
their silence pleads as a reminder
we were their sacred progeny
now grown and lost eternally
I made a pyre of my past
to light me through the darkened halls
I built new from the broken walls
those days before had cast
and as this sacrifice did burn
these corridors of shadows black
opened up in nook and crack
to let the light return
so onward into new lit morns
away from nightmare’d dreams of old
that no more dare to chill my soul
as these cold passages are scorned
thus my darkness I have released
for future light in hoped for peace.
shards of nephrite glass
speckled windows opening
dawn’s light splintering
the night has gone at last
unpolished jade awakes
thus in the first glance
the final dream dances
from sleep’s realm escapes
the kiss of the morning
with all passion it can muster
brings the day’s bright lustre
to jewelled eyes regaling
of a sunlight now newly honed
upon these precious stones
I sat to watch the sky grow dim,
upon a land where once the pride
of a thousand armies died
for what, ‘cept hubris held of him
who was as son but not of seed
yet took the crown from greater heads
that too did dream on their final beds
great father Caesar to succeed;
and formed from clouds the ghostly trees,
o’er the fields where once they stood
now rich in life from scattered blood
dried slow across the centuries,
quiet phantoms in the sweetest rain
to haunt this eve’s halcyon plain.
a face engraved in sculpted whole
from photographs faded and torn
upon his shoulder seemed to form
and from this magic bore a soul
lips which held but silent words
laid as silver on the glass
opened and their kiss did pass
effortlessly the world disturbed
thus are dreams realities
within the confines of closed eyes
such reveries I dare surmise
are the birth of fantasy
for in my mind my love’s as true
as flesh desires I feel for you.
These azure thoughts ascend
to partner with the skies
and in these heavens highs
my daydreams know no end
with your dreams they will wend
to live behind your eyes
where they by and by
into our wakings blend.
what once were dreams are real
enlivened in company
imagined lovers’ reels
in their paired society
such fragrant dreams breath true
the scent of me merged with you
how unwelcome is the sun
interloper of the morn
for in your all revealing dawn
is this blessed eve’ full run
I curse the coming of your light
and base duty reminders
how quickly does it find us
hid together in our night
for inside our desire’s dreams
the dark has us in sweet embrace
held are we in divine places
with no denials inbetween
so come not sun the dark to end
let us in darkness passions spend.
the blighters rock 