"eternitys" poems
Harken My Daughters
by Solitaire Archer
Harken My Daughters I bid listen to me
And as I say these Words So Mote it be
Teach her from now till time is forgot
Teach her broom and teach her ***
Teach now no reason to hide
Teach her scents and times and tides
Teach her hues and Teach her to bide
Teach her Moons and teach her flowers
Teach her herbs and to keepsafe Our bower
Teach her Air and Water and Fire
Teach her Oak and Teach her lyre
No buildings of Stone No meter high Towers
Let her Dance in the Snow and Dance in the Showers
Hark to me my Daughters dear Teach her so she has naught to fear
Show her Signs and cards and runes
Teach to her to call down the Moon
Teach her Sight and Teach her Bane
Teach her to invoke my Name
in my Place too- call down the Power
In our Circles or in our Bowers
As I have taught now you must too
Pass it forward your line ensue
Daughter to daughter your line in Light
for this moment forward as far as Sight
Witch follows Witch for eternitys Flight
Daughter to Daugther gives Power and Might
Harken My Daughters Listen me
Child go live it
So Mote It Be
These are my words, This is my way.
Doyenne Solita Arcanna ShadoeWalker @2012
Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 12:59 PM UTC
last summer
I met a boy of 6 feet tall
he is two years older than me
he listens to punk rock
has an alcoholic father,
and his kisses
are sweeter than honey
and softer than silk
we spent countless, long, dreamy
cold, rainy, humid
nights
in my backyard
with the smell of too much hairspray
which I can not bring myself to smell again
and mosquito spray which I never apply anymore
11pm
4am
the hours passed by like minutes, seconds
under the stars
telling secrets
I was scared
scared of losing him
even though he was already lost
fading
disapearing
slowly and then all at once
hallways
silence
stares
me alone
him and her
11pm
4am
hours seem like eternitys, milleniums
crying
flashbacks
thinking about the us that will never be
blood spills on the paper
spelling out your words, promises
do I even cross his mind
maybe probably not no
I'm sorry I wasn't
skinny
pretty
funny
admirable
good
enough
I'm sorry
we didn't even say goodbye
goodbye, Brandan
May 31, 2014
May 31, 2014 at 10:49 PM UTC
I tremble from the stare you place becoming listless I'm collapsing
The allure of seemingly immortal eyes
like an ambrosia descendant from grand heavens
A miracle amulet coquette being elysian and unbeknownst
You speak vibrant optimistic
I adore you
A scion from the gods
The solipsism in my dimension
This desire motif mediates
Behind pages eluding my mind
Like a germinating flower blossoming in grounds of my soul creating lovely harmony
Alas
The dreams of her never ends
A sempiternal idea of holding you in eternitys concepts of white pearly beyond semantics
A message inheritly received though my life
Passing improvised dreams during midnight
Your champagne-esque brown eyed woman glissens with light skin strikes me drunken
A beacon in the night
Your my light house over seas
When the dream breathes
Sometimes our hands meet
Then time freezes
As your flesh
More delicate than dandelions
Cleaner than spring water from the gods garden
A voice from jehovahs procreation
Jasmin
the proof of intelligent designs
dazzle me silly beautiful alone in dreams
Oct 4, 2014
Oct 4, 2014 at 2:43 PM UTC
The Book of Days holds the future to come-its guarded in Heaven by the Angels.No mortal soul could every read it-for God prohibited its contents to be known.It holds every Souls journey ,written within...It also can change Eternity if ever opened up-and Gods Omnipotent plan for every heart-....The mysterY as to why it may never be read by anyone is that if the pages were turned ,EternityS outcome could be altered forever!It contains the End of Days"s war between God and the Devil himself-and could alter the outcome leading to terrible fatal overthrow of Gods natural Plan...Since the dawn of Time,the Devils only goal was to open the Book,for even He doesn't know how Eternity could sway within his favour-leading to his truimphant rule of Heaven for ever more....God placed the Book within the Tree of Life,which once Stood in the Garden of Eden-where Adam and Eve once lived,and later in Heaven, He placed its safety within the Angels watch...No mortal soul today even knows of the Books excistance-for Life is written from the Book,by God Himself,and so humanity lives here on Earth with no sense of Lifes mystery and its True meaning.The Devil tempted Eve,believing she would come to know of the Book,by gaining the knowledge from eating from the Tree which God forbid them in the Garden of Eden...yet God knew of his plan and banned them from the Garden once their eyes opened and they gained the knowledge..and so removed the Tree of Life,placing the safety of The Book now under the Angels guard in Heaven.The Devil -having lost the chance to let the Book be read,still yearns to get to it...yet the tale does not end here.For in a dream-i have come to know of its being-....a dream from the Devil?or God Himself?...and in my dream,I am in Heaven-overhearing the Angels speaking of The Book.Without them knowing of my presence,I hear where the Book is placed-and my curiosity drives me to seek it out...Silenty I walk to the area and unbelievingly I see it-just inches from my grasp..
Sep 27, 2013
Sep 27, 2013 at 11:13 AM UTC
She pulls in her soul from her heavy sleaves and asks him to love her as she is,
He rises to her every challenge but cannot bring himself to tackle this one thing.
She sees the tremor forming on the fringe,
The edge of everything they have built collapsing in and falling fast.
"I cannot love you, when you are so cold,
your heart is bitter and eternitys old,
Bring back your soul into my embrace,
and let you past fall clear and remove the taint!"
She feels the tears forming fast they flood over onto her cheeks
His hand clutches her face leaving her again feeling fragile and weak.
She feels the warmth in every gesture.
She opens her eyes and lets forth a whisper.
"On your word let these seasons winter,
let my history and pain fall away in splinters.
I choose to live and learn to love,
I say this in witness to those above."
In unity their lips then meet,
Feeling the warmth flow fast and deep,
The first kiss of many to come,
A gift from each of a unmeasurable sum.
Dec 8, 2012
Dec 8, 2012 at 7:05 PM UTC
The Book of Days holds the future to come-its guarded in Heaven by the Angels.No mortal soul could every read it-for God prohibited its contents to be known.It holds every Souls journey ,written within...It also can change Eternity if ever opened up-and Gods Omnipotent plan for every heart-....The mysterY as to why it may never be read by anyone is that if the pages were turned ,EternityS outcome could be altered forever!It contains the End of Days"s war between God and the Devil himself-and could alter the outcome leading to terrible fatal overthrow of Gods natural Plan...Since the dawn of Time,the Devils only goal was to open the Book,for even He doesn't know how Eternity could sway within his favour-leading to his truimphant rule of Heaven for ever more....God placed the Book within the Tree of Life,which once Stood in the Garden of Eden-where Adam and Eve once lived,and later in Heaven, He placed its safety within the Angels watch...No mortal soul today even knows of the Books excistance-for Life is written from the Book,by God Himself,and so humanity lives here on Earth with no sense of Lifes mystery and its True meaning.The Devil tempted Eve,believing she would come to know of the Book,by gaining the knowledge from eating from the Tree which God forbid them in the Garden of Eden...yet God knew of his plan and banned them from the Garden once their eyes opened and they gained the knowledge..and so removed the Tree of Life,placing the safety of The Book now under the Angels guard in Heaven.The Devil -having lost the chance to let the Book be read,still yearns to get to it...yet the tale does not end here.For in a dream-i have come to know of its being-....a dream from the Devil?or God Himself?...and in my dream,I am in Heaven-overhearing the Angels speaking of The Book.Without them knowing of my presence,I hear where the Book is placed-and my curiosity drives me to seek it out...Silenty I walk to the area and unbelievingly I see it-just inches from my grasp.
Oct 19, 2015
Oct 19, 2015 at 3:58 PM UTC
I am a spoon
in a cathedral
extravagantly decorated
yet, internally empty
in the echoes of the hymns
I exist, a manifestation
of dreams conquered
by divine intervention
a minuscule cloud
in a land-bound hurricane
growing in voracity paired
with destructiveness
my God is a razor blade
blood my only hope
of absolution
the last moments of sanity
hope fades
faith and violence inseparable
eternitys mates annually ovulating
giving birth to consciousness
awareness a sword
decimating free will
at the end of the day, it remains
we are no more than a rat in an electrified maze
Oct 9, 2017
Oct 9, 2017 at 12:25 PM UTC
Let's see if I have the strength to write this.
Tripped by commas and periods that stop.
I feel like a run on sentence that's rooted like crop.
How can a man go from questioning questions but knowing the answer and still get lost?
Is it possible that I need saving every second of the clock?
It's timeless to love but love times the watch so watch how you love this time..
It will be wrapped up in eternitys mind.
And yet I say and fall and don't say much,
But even silence is saying a lot.
Feb 21, 2015
Feb 21, 2015 at 1:18 AM UTC
You thought you broke that day
You thought you broke straight in half alongside our history
I thought I saw a vision of heart ache
Completely separated from reality
I couldn't bear watching you fall
And yes I apologize a hundred times
Because I was not strong, nor am I still
But I was not strong enough to keep you up
I was still falling down
I would have pulled you down at twice the velocity
Creating an atomic bomb like effect that would sweep everyone we know and love
Continuously destroying ourselves in the process
They told us just hold it in, **** it up, stick it out
No one takes into consideration the misery of two people in love and in hate under one roof
Until we embrace in an irreversible head on collision
I've never hit so hard, you know
I've never questioned my sanity and decisions more
Before you, there was clarity
And before you there was certainty
Before you I was living as though I could never die
And after you... it seems as though I already have
After you I can't even stiffen this upper lip enough to explain my sorrow
My passion... my regret
After you there's just a memory
Just a silhouette lurking, stalking, suffocating me
Consistently reminding me:
This is heart break
This is loneliness
And this is what you did
Can't shake a shadow
But some days, while I pass our old apartment
Exposed piping, high ceilings
Just what you always wanted
I'll reminisce, chest heavy, head numb
I'll remember that what we had was real
I was real, you were real, love is well alive and real
Tell me it was real, wasn't it?
Beacuse you can lie, and scream and deny for eternitys
But the way I held you when you shattered to pieces
And by the way you glued yourself back to help rebuild me
That's reality and that's definite
That was us
Feb 14, 2014
Feb 14, 2014 at 1:45 AM UTC