Sep 2011
For wind that shine
And sadist lights
Burning in the cold
Show me where the witch thoughts be
And what the story knows
For wind that shine
For wind that shine
Heart and feeling’s guiding light
Where it blows; from where it goes
Mysterious delight
And sadist lights
And sadist lights
Shimmer pain upon our eyes
Burning through the cold and dark
Smolder Muse and wise
Witch thoughts be
Witch thoughts be
Describe what taunts we note
Harboring blood-hungry thoughts
Leave where no one goes
The story knows
Our story knows
Painting hearty words
Not unaware of heartlessness
Love-wonders in one’s world
And sadist lights
Burning in the cold
Show me where the witch thoughts be
And what the story knows
For wind that shine
For wind that shine
Heart and feeling’s guiding light
Where it blows; from where it goes
Mysterious delight
And sadist lights
And sadist lights
Shimmer pain upon our eyes
Burning through the cold and dark
Smolder Muse and wise
Witch thoughts be
Witch thoughts be
Describe what taunts we note
Harboring blood-hungry thoughts
Leave where no one goes
The story knows
Our story knows
Painting hearty words
Not unaware of heartlessness
Love-wonders in one’s world
Okay... this one is kind of hard to explain. I'll start by saying that I had a dream where the first stanza of this poem was repeated continuously as I walked down and empty highway where there was shining fog leading a path. I realize this probably makes little sense to you, especially since I had to analyze it myself even after writing. 99% muse 1% dream I guess. I do have a long explanation, and I'd be happy to give it to you through message.
