Slanderous tongues wont halt my steps,
Wont halt my stampede of forwardness,
As wisdoms guidance have n will ensure this,
Descended from Highest Highs,
While those who are doubters,
Will be bandwagonists,
Facades they are,
Always known by what flows from their lips,
Especially During Moments wear n tear,
Via
Solid Amounts of Kalinago, Bantu, Zulu, Taino Courage,
Will stamp out fear,
Against Critics,
I will persevere !

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

(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

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

[9]
in twilight i see the sun.
at daylight i see the darkness.
a golden orb strikes the sacred bell.
pink crystals fall from Venus' hands
to become an angel lady.
she dines with me on heaven's food.
as drink, she brings ambrosia.
love shared amongst the forest deer.
reclined, we formed a mystic race.
.
[8]
oak trees sang to roaming tribes,
"aho! let good return to power
and speak the death of greed!"
hear Apache's haunting songs?
take their lyrics to the Amazon.
Kalinago, i thirst for war.
heal my soul eternal continuity!
hold for me the good dream!
.
[7]
send all nightmares to the void!
splendid chords on Arvo's *****.
(may i play the mariner's hymn?)
paris buried my dragon belt.
she held my shield against the flames.
i shall fear no evil,
for her sweetness is my friend
.
[6]
i depart. beyond humanity!
now i shudder like
the fifth chapter of the ninth book.
the fourth is deep within my soul.
three eagles in a flock of two, fly overhead.
i yield and struggle at once.
.
[5]
oh that my eye pierce the quantum
and my will bend all time.
might i hear a chorus of angels
and live without the earth?
i'll give heavenly alms to the suffering.
.
[4]
love is not of mortal realm.
it is an intuition.
let loose its magic power,
that she may live on my affection.
.
[3] ...the answer?
.
[2] ......the glorious quest?
.
[1] ........suspend the turbulent rivers!
.
(c) erik   24 Feb 2020, 2:04 am

(n115)
.
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