Dust

Just a poem based on death, life, and afterlife.

I won’t give in to to the bite of a dog’s world

The hounds of hell are on a short leash

Cerberus walks through the remains of Tartarus in chaotic arteries

Farewell to a world under the cracked surface of time

I breathe in the hazy Asphodel as meadows mandala unsettled candelabra

The billowing whip of a weeping willow wisp

Braiding serrated Hades mayhem of herculean peaks screaming to seabed of Elysium  

The smoke over the waters of the sleepy Lethe

The ground dusted by the ashes of a hundred suns

No pain can reach me under the mountain

The hallows of this balance, the lost souls reaching from earth

Underneath the weight of the world

We all drown in the rivers of life

Until we become waterlogged and drift to the seabed

Flowing through a corroded sky of gemstone bones

Left in the sands of times, dunes of luminous hallucinations

I am but a dream, a mirage safe from the storm

In the world above the tunnels

People grow and flower in a garden of Eden

Clouds linger like fingertips strumming the harp’s strings

The rhythm vividly prisms the schisms of seismic vibrations

The reverberations of hearts beating together

The nether realms of velvet melody reach into the crevasses

As the bellows of flames serenade the stage of daylight

That does not reach the prison of bones and cobblestone

When we sink into the dark, and the light blinds us

When we sing with our parched throats wide

When iron wings cannot bridge the divide

And the waves of the angry tides ripple like a ragged flag

Like a newspaper unfolds and stumbles through empty streets

Safe from the storm,

Without any way to find form in the warmth of metamorphosis

Opening itself like the arms of an angel that lost the privilege to fly

Running wild in the meadows of melancholy gods gone sober

Testing the luck of the four-leaf clover, stepping forward

In the primordial disorder of celestial decibels of climbing violins

And we still play our part in the act of death

Still feeling the warmth of family’s breath

Left to fend for ourselves

Before we walk, we crawl

Sleeping lullabies of eyelids kaleidoscope into a million shattered mirrors

And the lyrics erudite lightning strikes of scythes upon the midnight sun

And I spin my guitar strings into a mangled knot of cats cradle

And write the dark side another fairytale’s maelstrom

And the storm comes upon us

In the garden of Eden’s harbour, harvesting guardians of stardust

Rusting percussion of leaves weaving with the droplets of sky

And pry the heart from the cage, and set the spirit free from its casket

Raptures baptism rhapsodies splashing capsize in the vice of a live sunrise

As the eyes look upon us, frolicking, from the plains

And I grow into a beautiful memory

And you will sing your tune

And live in a world without time

Without rest

That forgot the sound of reason

The sound of mind, deaf to all life itself

A dusty book on a forgotten shelf

 

Author's Note

I promise I read every single review, and I generally will reply to them. I look forward to my next review, because it helps me learn. Even if it's just one word, I promise, I will be happy to hear anything you feel needs sharing. Whenever you write on my shortcomings or breakthroughs, or the themes of my poems, or share ideas and friendly criticism, it decides my next poem to an extent. I will listen, learn and be thankful. And 99% of the time, you'll get a reply unless you're trolling me.

Reviews

[FaeryQueen]

i really do love all your poems, your word structure is so beautiful, thats why i wanted to collab on something with you, but i fully understand it isnt what youre up to, i respect you

thank you for sharing your art, i know youre in a constant search for the perfect poem coz i see you editing old poems on my feed

nevertheless, this poem is a beauty, as are all others

[R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)]

You really give me some determination and satisfaction to know that my work is good. You're right, I'm always trying to improve every poem. I love writing, and I know you do too. Please let me know if you ever want me to review your work, I'll check it out and tell you what I think about it. You really make me thankful, knowing, that my poetry is being enjoyed. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart.

[FaeryQueen]

you are so welcome, and i treasure your request for reviewing my work, its an honor to have you review my work, though i do not ask, when it does happen, i am really grateful.

i just have a hard time showing it

youre work is more than the sedimentary good

at least for me

i enjoy reading walt whitmans 'leaves of grass', it makes me think im wherever the setting is in the poem,

there is a poem that im writing that i should be posting soon called "open" if i can have your thoughts on that piece, that would be great

keep your eyes peeled for it too

thank you as always for responding, i dont usually respond myself unless a response is needed

[R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)]

I’ve heard a lot about Walt, I think I’ll have to read more of his poems. I’ll definitely check that poem out when you’ve finished it, thanks again! Wishing you well. :)

RJ

[FaeryQueen]

the poem wont be out for a few more days, possibly weeks, mostly because i need to perfect the piece

[R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)]

Understandable, I will wait then.

[FaeryQueen]

it is posted

[Pete]

you are a guru of words and imagery. love the title, opening and ending. reading you is always a trip. so many powerful, memorable lines. a write beyond this realm taking one's breath away... :)

[R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)]

Thank you so much Pete! Means a lot to me. :)

[Pete]

in the first line i believe that 'into' should be two words - 'in to' ... :)

[R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)]

I'll change it, thanks!

[Pete]

keep up the good work ... :)

[duff]

The angles and imagery are sharp. Times like these we can all go negative or press on with new heightened awareness. Stop or keep moving. Smart lines and creative. Definitely enjoyed it.

[R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)]

Thanks for reading! :)

[Kari Rakitan]

This video has been on my mind today, and this poem also reminds me of it:
https://youtu.be/e9dZQelULDk

[R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)]

That was an interesting video. Pretty sad that capitalism could be considered something similar, I hope it doesn't get that bad at least.

[Robert Trakofler]

This reminded me I better start dusting off my mantle I seem to be covered in stardust:/ So much of it these days with all of the deaths going on... the mortuary down the street has a very active crematorium lately!

[R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)]

Yes, it's unfortunate that the US has been hit by covid so hard. I'm assuming you live somewhere there. I'm Canadian, and I hear all this bad news worldwide, as well as from neighboring cities. If only we were more prepared.