Sylph

Black duel elegies in Melinoe melodies

The amphora frames the systems of pain

Underworlds and galaxies beyond the door

The room is folding as Sisyphus falls 

Colonies of feelings invading the hollow minded

And fools march with chemistry devoid of humanity

The hills have all burnt and the cities are aflame

Photos of the innocent fall in the hands of the angels

A necromancer juggles fate with prisms of our eyes

The tapestry is woven at the base of the trance

And the dance of the visionaries is lost as the prophets laugh

In the cold fog near the lost pier

A canal lock hosts the minnow cavalcade

The mystic vision parts the sound 

And the grounds tremble for the lighted path

Memories of the wake 

Across from the silver lake

The hills aligned with the ash 

The mountain holds the boulder dash

Euphoric in the prisons

As space and prisoners dine on dreams

In the tallest tree a minuet

Humming with a nymph of the sky

Who cures the lust for fire

Reviews

[Bear]

WOW! Very powerful and haunting imagery, my favorite line "A necromancer juggles fate with prisms of our eyes" is so imaginative. I can't say enough about this poem, it will say with me for days it is so good and dark and I love dark poetry.