Dragon Poetry

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    Seattle Fog.

    Friday the 13th

    Morning falls in thickness
    Her heavy air, Grey
    Diamonds scintillating in
    The dawn sky
    Haze of centuries lay over
    The city like a blanket
    Fog of endings
    The silence pierced by
    Raven caw
    Black Beaked and carrion feasted
    Mother of all
    Dove winged she bleeds white
    The thirteenth tribe gathers
    We came to start a fire
    Do not pretend to know me
    Or from where I come
    Gather around our corpses
    And see what flesh the saints eat.

    Julienne Alvarez © September 13 2013=9/13/13

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    Rho Ophiuchus, Antares, and M4 Star Cluster.

    The One In Many and Many In One (A Gnostic Acrostic)

    Judge nothing with your own eyes
    Ever longing vision of the world
    Seeing into the heart’s mind, beating
    Unanswered between breaths wailing
    Songs of long ago crafted prayers
    Seeding worlds within worlds spiraling toward
    Anchored shores of an ancient sea
    In between thou and thee
    This mirror of mirrors glimmers unbroken
    Hiding truth from the mind that sees
    Underneath the soiled brow
    Nocturnal stains, blinding darkness
    Trembles at the truth within and without
    Oblivious world to those things that veil
    Her thoughts beckon his eye
    Inward to fathom the depths of Sophia
    Mother earth spills forth the water of life
    Incandescent, it flows through his veins
    Another time and creature emerges
    Mind thrall and hellbent disobedient harlot
    Tombs becoming wombs birthing
    Him through the camel eye of
    Eternal springs to behold this New
    World glinting like a diamond butterfly
    Again he is caught, face pressed into the
    Yoni cupped hollow of her neck
    Threading its pulse between
    His lips, devouring the primal scent
    Enraptured between breaths and beats
    Truth like a sword piercing the soft folds
    Riding waves of this sea of thou and thee
    Undulating there within and without
    Tiamat stoking the embers
    He can feel the moist heat of her lotus
    Angels and Demons mixing their vapors
    Nile dark and sleek running between stars
    Declination falling equatorial and navel
    Through spiraling nebulas there
    Healing him within the Omphalos of
    Elven waters, cordials of red
    Love coagulating his split mind
    Into holographic oneness
    Flinted and steely his penetration
    Ends within as the without
    Narcissus has found himself as the
    One in Many and the
    Many in One
    Arachne has tricked him into her silks
    Nightingales warble inside his body
    Climax brings him to the other side
    Of Styx experiencing himself as her
    Mindbody becoming Bodymind
    Euphrates turning sidereal toward
    The source of Eden spilling forth
    Humid and moist from those parted lips
    Uriel moth winged and panting
    Night feathers encrusted in jewel
    They quiver there at the Mons
    Of deliverance, glowing blackwhite
    Theseus is reborn Theseusina
    Harlot of his own demise
    Enthralled with his newfound breast
    Feathered and flying
    Aphrodite impaled upon her phallus
    Tyre has never seen purple this deep
    Herodotus resurrected and rewriting
    Echoes of another history
    Renewed without from within
    Born fashioning an eye in place of an I
    Uttering the song of Moses as it suckles its own
    Teat, the Mother of Mothers
    Betrothed to the Father of Fathers
    Young son of man who has become
    MotherFather entwined cosmic twin
    Everlasting life… the dragon Hermaphroditus.

    The Raven of Noah=60=word=Raven=TTFN….ta ta for now-


    John 14:6 King James Version (KJV)
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    Speak Nothing but Good of the Dead

    Tree of Life.

    ((((( In Memory of: Insert Photo of Remembered Ones Here)))))

    Out in the graveyard;

    inscriptions, words and plaques, all withering away;

    like the flowers adorning them, so the dead do lay.

    Waiting and waiting for someone to remember them

    and not just in photo albums or on the special days.

    Memorials are built, meaningless constructions - lest we forget!

    They all are forgotten, given time enough to sigh, to pass away.

    The living are so busy preparing for their own demise, to die.

    Little do they know, the busy ones, that the dead are still alive.

    They watch over the living ones, they do, from a place so far;

    yet so near they are, but why would they watch the way they do?

    To understand the mystery is the noble thing to do - a gallant quest.

    They wish to be remembered, to join in soul and mind , the body's zest.

    A marriage betwixt the dimensions, a holy union in heaven with hell.

    But can the fearful thoughts of the living see, their love hearts tell?

    The living are like snowflakes, made of water, so unique one by one.

    But they melt away, to be fluid again - into the one great ocean, gone!

    The dead are all one in the great seas, waiting to crystallise again in two.

    To wake up to a new life again, as a snowflake-twin, asking:'Love me too!'

    Eternal life awaits the living, could they only reply to the dead's request.

    But the alive ones linger and doubt, in vanity do they live their only quest.


    {Thus passes away the glory of the world}

    I Am One In Many and I Am Many in One in Ee*=1

    Written by: Tony Bermanseder

    (Gospel of Thomas)

    (51) His disciples said to him, "When will the repose of the dead come about, and when will the new world come?"
    He said to them, "What you look forward to has already come, but you do not recognize it."
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    Raven Fog.

    May 5, 2011 at 3:09am

    The sound of the Drum’s
    Heartbeat carried me
    Down and down
    I spiraled
    Boom caw boom
    Deeper I fell
    Boom caw boom
    The base
    Reverberating inside
    The bottom of my skull
    In the underworld
    I met Raven
    Standing on a tree stump
    Glistening in the Sun
    Chest, bared open
    Like a wounded pomegranate
    Her beating heart
    Framed in ebony
    Stared at me
    Its red wet seed
    Pulsing inside
    The gaping void
    She plucked it out
    A tender offering,
    “EAT” she said
    And I did eat,
    My vision blurred
    And I fell to my knees
    Flung my arms out
    To catch myself
    But they had become
    Monolith wings
    I stared down
    The length of them into
    Its cry ripping through
    My pointed beak
    I cawed and crowed
    Quivered and shook
    Lunging myself
    Upward to the sky
    I flew over the land
    And I saw all through
    Corvid eyes
    Black and White
    One eye the Sun
    The other the Moon
    Out of this void
    I flew
    Rising on thermals
    Of my fleeting human
    Arching myself like
    A steely arrow
    Driven to its prey
    Toward the eternal
    Dark Star
    Higher and higher,
    Feathers spread wide
    Touching the stillness
    Where fingers once grew
    Until I eclipsed
    The whole world
    Within my onyx embrace.

    ©Julienne Alvarez

    Raven's Embrace.
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