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"intemerate" poems
*He is My Azure Dreambird, (The Sovereign of Songbirds) That soars upon Skies of Resonance. His sapphire wings Weightless by valor, Hallowed every doubt That Cursed my shadow Until credence reigned. He is The Musicality of my Soul, That I climbed as A stairway Into Gates of Aether Upon Porcelain keys Of an impearled Grand Piano. His sound emittance Ascended in frequency until Pitch became subliminal For height ceased to be Height, And depth, Ceased to be Depth, It was Ineffable harmony And resolution became effortless With The touch of his hand. He is The Wings of the Dawn, A Sweeping Rapture That raised Me Beyond the stratosphere Until graced by Untarnished embrace Of the Baptistery of the Sun. I burst From Light’s Intemerate Womb, Renewed and Gazed upon Terraqueous Gaia Then for once, (Yes, for all eternity) Succumbed to Faith in the Transcendence Of his tender affections. Woe was existence Before His lightwaves radiated Within my heart, For when I purged my pulse Of that quaking rhythm And Hollow cries Upon his ears, He stood moved And remained Doughty in his devotion To me. In that moment I fathomed his soul Glistened O, for he had not forsook me. I bear a pilgrimage. One sought to be Heard, Seen, Felt, Breathed, And Divined By my Once Somnolent spirit Been Roused By the incendiary thew of His ardor. My revenant soul Hath emerged from The Chrysalis of Time as The Apotheosis of Astral Flame (A Reverberation of the Cosmo-Plexus of Love) That since The Days of Time Immemorial Guided by the Whisper of the stars, I now cleave To that celestial susurrus: To the solace buried beneath The Soil of Afflicition (For anguish was all I knew) In repose Yet yearning to be Resurrected In The Dream of Acquisition, To for eternity behold The timeless fervor That doth layeth In His heart*
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Aug 14, 2016
Aug 14, 2016 at 11:52 AM UTC
The Apotheosis of Astral Flame (Originally Written on August 18th, 2016)
*He is My Azure Dreambird, (The Sovereign of Songbirds) That soars upon Skies of Resonance. His sapphire wings Weightless by valor, Hallowed every doubt That Cursed my shadow Until credence reigned. He is The Musicality of my Soul, That I climbed as A stairway Into Gates of Aether Upon Porcelain keys Of an impearled Grand Piano. His sound emittance Ascended in frequency until Pitch became subliminal For height ceased to be Height, And depth, Ceased to be Depth, It was Ineffable harmony And resolution became effortless With The touch of his hand. He is The Wings of the Dawn, A Sweeping Rapture That raised Me Beyond the stratosphere Until graced by Untarnished embrace Of the Baptistery of the Sun. I burst From Light’s Intemerate Womb, Renewed and Gazed upon Terraqueous Gaia Then for once, (Yes, for all eternity) Succumbed to Faith in the Transcendence Of his tender affections. Woe was existence Before His lightwaves radiated Within my heart, For when I purged my pulse Of that quaking rhythm And Hollow cries Upon his ears, He stood moved And remained Doughty in his devotion To me. In that moment I fathomed his soul Glistened O, for he had not forsook me. I bear a pilgrimage. One sought to be Heard, Seen, Felt, Breathed, And Divined By my Once Somnolent spirit Been Roused By the incendiary thew of His ardor. My revenant soul Hath emerged from The Chrysalis of Time as The Apotheosis of Astral Flame (A Reverberation of the Cosmo-Plexus of Love) That since The Days of Time Immemorial Guided by the Whisper of the stars, I now cleave To that celestial susurrus: To the solace buried beneath The Soil of Afflicition (For anguish was all I knew) In repose Yet yearning to be Resurrected In The Dream of Acquisition, To for eternity behold The timeless fervor That doth layeth In His heart*
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Where does solitude end And the beauty of love begin? We must allow our emotions to permeate Our spiritual vestibule Before rapture dawns Like an empyreal gust Within, upon, and throughout us, Then our bliss will no longer be ephemeral, It will be everlasting. Someone on this existential expanse Loves you Beyond words, Beyond thoughts, beyond Time & space, With cosmic understanding; Like, age-old supernovae Radiating with stellar light Until their macrocosmic romance Waxes nebulous: —Dust to dust. You who are gleaning these words, Contemplate your immortal value As a living legacy That Burgeons & blossoms beyond the day Of your exodus from the Earthly Plane For the soul is a seed Radiating with the Eradia of Ages; Therefore, shine Until The Flora of Yore, Yggdrasil germinates within. Lamentation makes you more loving, Just, wise, and strong; Yes, embrace every moment That life brings For Providence safeguards you Within His Celestial ramparts. "But the path of the righteous is like the bright morning light That grows brighter and brighter until full daylight." (Proverbs 4: 18) (NWTSE) You have an undying will within you, You are a vessel of sanctity Intemerate & hallowed; Yes, you have been set apart For an ethereal crusade With no known beginning & An indeterminable end; Exhale, you are Life, Love, and Liberty, And a Spark of The Divine. It is true, that you are the experiencer of Your joys, your sufferings, Your exultation, and your woes, But you must ne' er forget That you are not alone; Therefore, walk forevermore In the Baptismal Rays of The Sun For you were borne with purpose, O, Warrior of Light.
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Jun 4, 2021
Jun 4, 2021 at 1:48 PM UTC
Warrior Of Light (Originally penned on Wednesday, February 22nd, 2021)
Where does solitude end And the beauty of love begin? We must allow our emotions to permeate Our spiritual vestibule Before rapture dawns Like an empyreal gust Within, upon, and throughout us, Then our bliss will no longer be ephemeral, It will be everlasting. Someone on this existential expanse Loves you Beyond words, Beyond thoughts, beyond Time & space, With cosmic understanding; Like, age-old supernovae Radiating with stellar light Until their macrocosmic romance Waxes nebulous: —Dust to dust. You who are gleaning these words, Contemplate your immortal value As a living legacy That Burgeons & blossoms beyond the day Of your exodus from the Earthly Plane For the soul is a seed Radiating with the Eradia of Ages; Therefore, shine Until The Flora of Yore, Yggdrasil germinates within. Lamentation makes you more loving, Just, wise, and strong; Yes, embrace every moment That life brings For Providence safeguards you Within His Celestial ramparts. "But the path of the righteous is like the bright morning light That grows brighter and brighter until full daylight." (Proverbs 4: 18) (NWTSE) You have an undying will within you, You are a vessel of sanctity Intemerate & hallowed; Yes, you have been set apart For an ethereal crusade With no known beginning & An indeterminable end; Exhale, you are Life, Love, and Liberty, And a Spark of The Divine. It is true, that you are the experiencer of Your joys, your sufferings, Your exultation, and your woes, But you must ne' er forget That you are not alone; Therefore, walk forevermore In the Baptismal Rays of The Sun For you were borne with purpose, O, Warrior of Light.
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*You deluge my eyes                                            In aqueous bombs                                    Because you love me                                        In ways that defy existentiality,                                That hallow my spirit,                                  That quake terraqueous Gaia,                                    Exhale me as a Cosmos          ―Of the Cosmo-Plexus of the Wildest Love. Consecrate me O Niveous Dove,            With thine pearlescent eyes       For love    (Ineffably tender)                                 Is your Gender.                              Pain is my golden raiment,                                           Dirge and piety                                    For you                                              Stir in my soul                                                     By the thew of your                                      Beauteous, Tempestuous Affections. Create in me An intemerate heart; Impregnable, For then I will know That the Silver Wings of Dreams Are impregnable.
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Sep 24, 2017
Sep 24, 2017 at 7:55 AM UTC
(Consecrate Me) 'O, Niveous Dove (Originally Penned in August of 2017)
*You deluge my eyes                                            In aqueous bombs                                    Because you love me                                        In ways that defy existentiality,                                That hallow my spirit,                                  That quake terraqueous Gaia,                                    Exhale me as a Cosmos          ―Of the Cosmo-Plexus of the Wildest Love. Consecrate me O Niveous Dove,            With thine pearlescent eyes       For love    (Ineffably tender)                                 Is your Gender.                              Pain is my golden raiment,                                           Dirge and piety                                    For you                                              Stir in my soul                                                     By the thew of your                                      Beauteous, Tempestuous Affections. Create in me An intemerate heart; Impregnable, For then I will know That the Silver Wings of Dreams Are impregnable.
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I dream of you / As I slumber / Knowing that sequestration / Is not the eternal fate of this starry-eyed vagrant. / I believe, in the power of love, / I know that faith is my redeemer; / Therefore, I beseech the aethers, / That you will one day be by my side. / In the light of love, we are made intemerate, / We are, like a baptistery, washed clean, / Anointed in this hallowed elixir / I do not relinquish my hope. / (—Se’ lah)
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Feb 16, 2024
Feb 16, 2024 at 8:01 PM UTC
Dreaming of You (Written on Wednesday, February 14th, 2024)
I hear him / I see him / I fathom him / From afar / Knowing that love looms over the horizon. / He gives me the wings to soar / Into the dreamscape / There I find stillness, heartsease & the resplendant, radiant moonbeams / The mellifluous musicality / —He spirits me away./ La voce de la luce, / La voce de la luce, / Miramos, / Escuchamos, / A la voce de la luce. / What do you / See / When you look at me? / What do you / See? / I see a cosmos: / I see the moon, the sun, the stars, / A luminary, I see the trajectory / The path of someone doubtless, / Of someone indefatigable. / Wombed skies, the aethers, / Someone, something, / So pristine, crystalline, intemerate, / Unmatched, in formosity. / —It's you. /
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Dec 27, 2023
Dec 27, 2023 at 8:59 PM UTC
La Voce De La Luce (Originally penned on Monday, September 18th, 2023)
*The Moonlit Aethers bleed Titanium Rays As mine Forlorn Eyes Saunter thine Porcelain Skin: Platinum Matriarch upon Swarthy Expanse reigns Azure Luminaries cascade Upon The Forested Glades of my Airy Soulwaves. Ensorcelled is that Sylvan Shrine, The Reliquary of the Starry Wish. (O, that            Loveless Blight                                   might cease) I Besought the Firmaments From Dusk to Dawn Lamenting in Dirge Of the Revenant Skies; Eons transcended yet no hand to hold The Benediction of Romance An Ephemeral Throne. The Pandemonium corporealizes Wraiths in my mind; (Perdition is Thew       The          Poltergeist's Might) Ivory Visage of the Impearled Hallows my Spirit Quells the Abyss. The Thew of Deities Purged from my veins Quaking my quintessence, I fathomed I was naught. A mere figment, An existential vagary: ~BUT NOW I SEE We are All But a Dream Clinging yearningly to the Promise of Hope (The Covenant of Ensouled Dust) Groping for Eternity, Memory, and the Lightwaves To be Vested in our pulse; For Corporeality; Ascendency To the Chrysalis of The Astral, The Cradle of Cosmogenesis: Our Cosmos, Our  Zephyr, Our Magma, Our Torrent, Our Tremor, Our Thunderclap, Our Time, Our Space, Our Nexus to Efflorescence, Our Incorporeal Sublimity~ I shall surrender to Providence of the Supernal His Empyrean Wings (An Impregnable Aegis) A Strewn Vestige once was I But the Somnolent Beloved was roused Whence I glimpsed into thine eyes. The Vagrant Loveless is resurrected Reawakened as a Doughty Knight Warring against sequestration (Until by Nirvana) Abeyance devours this blight. ~Dream        You starry-eyed wayfarers,                 Surrender sovereignty to credence              When Star-crossed                    Conspire against the Fates                           For when Elysium                                     Is your Beloved                        The Ancient of Yore                                 Shall lead you nebulous streams                               To the Holy Oracle                                       Prophesying the fulfillment                                                Of your Intemerate Hope                                 (For Love, myriads doven the skies)                                                                          Please Believe,                                                     Just,                                                   Believe in me.~*
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Nov 21, 2017
Nov 21, 2017 at 3:02 PM UTC
The Cradle of Cosmogenesis
*The Moonlit Aethers bleed Titanium Rays As mine Forlorn Eyes Saunter thine Porcelain Skin: Platinum Matriarch upon Swarthy Expanse reigns Azure Luminaries cascade Upon The Forested Glades of my Airy Soulwaves. Ensorcelled is that Sylvan Shrine, The Reliquary of the Starry Wish. (O, that            Loveless Blight                                   might cease) I Besought the Firmaments From Dusk to Dawn Lamenting in Dirge Of the Revenant Skies; Eons transcended yet no hand to hold The Benediction of Romance An Ephemeral Throne. The Pandemonium corporealizes Wraiths in my mind; (Perdition is Thew       The          Poltergeist's Might) Ivory Visage of the Impearled Hallows my Spirit Quells the Abyss. The Thew of Deities Purged from my veins Quaking my quintessence, I fathomed I was naught. A mere figment, An existential vagary: ~BUT NOW I SEE We are All But a Dream Clinging yearningly to the Promise of Hope (The Covenant of Ensouled Dust) Groping for Eternity, Memory, and the Lightwaves To be Vested in our pulse; For Corporeality; Ascendency To the Chrysalis of The Astral, The Cradle of Cosmogenesis: Our Cosmos, Our  Zephyr, Our Magma, Our Torrent, Our Tremor, Our Thunderclap, Our Time, Our Space, Our Nexus to Efflorescence, Our Incorporeal Sublimity~ I shall surrender to Providence of the Supernal His Empyrean Wings (An Impregnable Aegis) A Strewn Vestige once was I But the Somnolent Beloved was roused Whence I glimpsed into thine eyes. The Vagrant Loveless is resurrected Reawakened as a Doughty Knight Warring against sequestration (Until by Nirvana) Abeyance devours this blight. ~Dream        You starry-eyed wayfarers,                 Surrender sovereignty to credence              When Star-crossed                    Conspire against the Fates                           For when Elysium                                     Is your Beloved                        The Ancient of Yore                                 Shall lead you nebulous streams                               To the Holy Oracle                                       Prophesying the fulfillment                                                Of your Intemerate Hope                                 (For Love, myriads doven the skies)                                                                          Please Believe,                                                     Just,                                                   Believe in me.~*
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When skies cry, / I dare not doubt / For I know every tear has meaning, / & not one of them is forgotten: / Tenuous, airy, heady, divine, sublime. / He raises me to heights empyreal, supernal / When I have ascended triumphal arcadian skies / I fathom the redolent reverie has not ended, / Rather, I am one / With all things. / Crystalline, intemerate, pearlescent / His glistening irides / They gleam, they shimmer / With a luminosity that is interstellar: / Divo! / Every morn he awakens me anew / Reminding me that I still possess life, love, liberty, / & embrace! / With boundless freedom, / I unfurl the wings to soar. / The clairron voice of The Sovereign of Songbirds awakens me every morn. / The musicality within, / I fathom it / Will never leave me. / It cascades upon me incessantly. / (—Se' lah )
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Jul 11, 2024
Jul 11, 2024 at 10:12 PM UTC
When Skies Cry (Originally penned on Wednesday, September 20th, 2023)