(n167)
.
i sink into a dark hole,
in a deep cave,
i won't hear,
the pains of the world,
the clashing of swords,
i sink into a cavern,
and enjoy the peace.
.
the sages have departed,
ending term at babylon,
horor,
left as singularity,
punished,
acquainted with friendly death,
best hope.
.
can't find the light,
sailing on dark seas,
beacons, fall to the depths,
a chalice of ambrosia, withheld,
light, forlorn, despairs,
nothingness becomes all,
and all is now empty.
.
not lost,
the singularity of my time,
an undefined thing,
humor of the gods,
toy for heaven,
lifted but mocked at will,
without escape.
.
scorned by storms,
the land,
exist in my mind,
the very weakness of me,
imagination, the laughing curse,
('she' knows me),
i am not lost, just lost.
.
(c) Erik Minas-Gilkes (Standswithtrees), 9/27/17  12:45am
Minas-Gilkes Clan, Kalinago Nation, Dominica

(n-58)
.
i am the branch of a willow tree,
hanging over swift waters,
fixed to a mighty trunk,
i can not fall,
in me, refuge and peril are harmonious.
.
i am a song of rivers,
my lyrics are swift and certain,
they are the empty thoughts,
i see music taking sojourn.
.
i am the butterfly of beginnings,
the lovely wings of brevity,
seeking darkness leading to light,
i fly quickly,
.
i am the loveless,
who sees within himself,
the many slain in battle,
i am the troubled.
.
i am the hopeful,
my name is 'stalwart',
shunned by the wretched,
i fall into grace.
.
i can not die,
loving angels offend me,
my name is 'dual-one',
i fear dragons of hate.
.
i am the longing,
hoping for the peace,
my name is 'victory',
i am forced into war.
.
i am death and life,
the anvil of hope,
strike and be heated,
i am love unused.
.
(c) erik, 14 April 2012, 3:32am

i arrived on earth as starlight,
lost memory of ten thousand years.
lived among the foul ones, as foul.
i recalled my beginnings,
and bathed in the lake of blue crystals.
i buried the fallen and became pure.
now, as a dove no man can see,
i return to my clan and the mystery of the quantum
.
(c) by erik standswithtrees, 29 Oct. 2012, 11:09am
Minas-Gilkes Clan, Kalinago Nation

n84
.
there by the rivers at Sina'lure,
atop hills of lavender grass,
now within the valley of the suffering,
my tears flow endlessly of the pain of this age
i have come to the west-lands,
that they know their discordant notes
and lend senses to the warmth of the ice.
.
the stench of opulent rulers,
the foulness of cowardly priests
the screams from merchants' doings,
have extended to the heavens
there is recompense brewing
i am gifted with sword of a loving edge
and a hand which may stir harsh winds,
to reveal error in the west,
and bring into being the love of future times
.
(c) Erik Monas-Gilkes (Standswithtrees),  9 April 2013, 3:16pm
Minas-Gilkes Clan, Kalinago Nation, Dominica

(n-99)
.
i am the thought of the willow tree
and the segment of a mountain,
encompassed by a gray cloud.
i require the hand of Her,
upon my left shoulder.
i speak to the edge of light,
and the crown of the forest deer.
i am the sounding of the sorrow,
and the blessing of the future joy.
i am replete with the gentle things,
and hold a sword culling error in the West,
my tears create rivers for i see the coming times.
yet She will comfort me.
.
(c) erik standswithtrees 14 Nov 2013, 2:58 am

(n115)
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i am the form of the merciless,
and the tear of the hungered child,
slayer of the east-lands,
and assurance to the meek and worn.
i am scarred by earthly kin,
yet bearer of their standard.
i seek the end of all beginnings,
and the circles of all squares.
.
i am the symphony of my dreams,
and the mark of a stern sky,
the three of the morning
and the beast of ocean floors.
i live as encompassing joy.
i am starlight formed into flesh,
and...love immeasurable!
.
i am ethereal kind
.
(c) erik minas-gilkes (standswithtrees), 18 Oct 2014 1:11am
Minas-Gilkes Clan, Kalinago Nation