My Poetry with art.
Poem for Freya...
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Freya cries tears of gold
Salaciousness? Oh! No!
Myths of old
Cries of theft Her necklace stol'd,
By Loki For Sooth!
Odr's greed, stories of jealousy told
Freya belongs to no one man, he know'd
Yet, her magic prowess he coveted greatly
So he falsely reasoned untruths foretold war
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Art from Matt Bass (AKA)Thorfin Twitter. Artist Unknown.
What do you give for unrequited love? Is all that you dream just a dream? How you wonder of the things you think could be. Longing to touch, to feel, to love. All you want. All your desire. Only and lonely in fantasy foggy mist as you stand before the cliff to jump into eternity.
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Note: I made this picture quoted from poetry of Sappho, beautiful Greek, "The Poetess" and from the painting of Miguel Carbonell Selvo and wrote this poem from inspiration.
If you loved me just once, would one time be enough?
If you loved me twice, that makes it twice as nice.
To love me more, is to love me again.
Love me today, tonight and tomorrow, too.
Love me, touch me, hold me, caress me.
Kiss my lips; breathe your sweet breath onto my sighs.
Closer to me, come to me.
Be with me, us together.
For a night. For every night.
Embrace us.
Touch me.
As lovers do.
Art created from Nightcafe text prompt of the last line of my poem "As lovers do" in Impressionist mode.
#Poetry #AIArt
Moon Goddess serenades the night sky
Calling music of falling stars to her beacon of beckoning
From the fringe of dark, complete me, protect me, guardians of light
Bring me to the world of here and there
Place of Nether, together as one in one soul
Earthly realm invaded by a dream of reality
Otherworld
Hear the dreams of my heart revealed
Harmony of things seen and unseen
Captured in a moment of eclipse released and secured
In the music of the spheres forever knowingly unknowing
Behind closed eyes in musica universalis
Arch Angel Gabriel, Goddess of Moon, commands a cloaked veiled pitch against an absent Sun
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Artist unknown.
World of white
In light of night
Space and time collide
At the boundary between Earth and Sky
Stars battle Dawn gleaning from the West
Eastern mountains amidst shadows of gloom and doom
Windswept and worn
Gales and Zephyrs
Ghosts unseen from the dark
Abandon pathways in the sands
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Photo courtesy Angelique Slayyyn on Twitter:
"Milky Way over the White Sands National Park in New Mexico, United States".
Words!
How words
Certain words
Smash down upon my Soul
My heart and my thoughts
Words
Lash and pierce me like lightning into my very being
But the smallest of light I hold on to
Knowing words you use gash and splinter
I realize you care not of pain you cause in carelessness
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Your words rain down upon me
Like daggers made of nothing and they hurt still
"What words"? you said.
The words you use that mean nothing to you
So you say them anyways.
All for what? When you know exactly what you say and what you mean
and pretend they mean nothing.
Soul Thief
"How Far Would You Travel To Find Yourself?", She asked.
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"How far can I travel to find myself? How far should I travel to find you? Travelling scapes in lands of flowering forevers. A lifetime of searching. Seeking out. Never finding. The one that is truly me. Because to find myself. Means to find you. The other of me in complete perfectness", She replied.
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"Stare through your reflection. Mirages are mirrors. See Yourself, See Them. Traveling with your Mind's Eye. Sanctimonious strides. What are you waiting for? You are to explore. Sending out road ridden energies. Pursue to find your completion. Of who You are when you are with them", She advised.
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"I'll find you when I see you Beyond the purple horizon. Past the dark blue of inviting distance. In the space of contrast between dark and light. Within the seam of white and black. There, inside the misty haze. Where the dawn meets the daze. Sweep the brume. There is where I am found", She illuminated.
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A Collaboration of alternating words in story between Angie and Alice.
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I would walk alone with you
And talk about forbidden things
Step into time, step into us
Enter beyond your imagination
Tread heavily upon our intentions
Beautiful dark light
Sweetness of sensations
Glide amidst a cascade of taboo temptations
With you
She calls upon the wings of change
To whispers of the winds
Summoning of pleasant things
Her love that lies within
Autumn Goddess Syn
Truths are told, they all were foretold
As they approach the Guard of the Gates of Asgard
In hopes a life lived in honour, honesty and sincerity
Grants passage of favour into fortuitous forever
The journey into The Aesir Realm
With thanks to Tim Edick for the Image.
Colour me in colours
Colour me in veils
Colour me in pictures
Amongst the garden flowers
Bright and pale
Colour me in pastels
Colour me with brushes
Colour me inside your dream
Coloured in flowers by coloured dales
And pale blue sky
Colour me a memory coloured In Flowers
Unsure of artist. Monet?
Pieces of me falling apart
Pieces of me fly away in the breeze
Pieces of me scatter into the four directions
Pieces of me shatter into the dusk
Pieces of me searching, seeking shadow
Straining
Aspiring to reach unreachable, unknown, misunderstood mystery of one that once was you
