"tenebrae" poems
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What an "ANGELUS" time it is
These times of LOVE
The "SALATS" of the moment
embraces everything around us
Is it the "FAJR" of birds kissing?
Is it the "ASR" of cats stretching?
Is it the "MAGHRIB" of peacocks screams?
Those are the sound of LOVE I suppose
I can see on the cheeks
The wetness of the kiss
That has not dried yet
Who is the LOVE
(BELOVEDz / LOVERz) who causes
The tears swell in the eyes
Of the one who LOVES?
Why is the eagerness to touch
The bare shoulders so enticing?
Why the heart longs to
drown into LOVE
(BELOVEDz / LOVERz) core?
Placing one's face on the lap
The flower smells jasmine rains
Close eyes and experience my LOVE
When I seal your pores with my lips?
Can I sing you lullabies
When you sleep besides me peacefully?
Can I snap a new art sculpture
Out of your hair every morning?
Forget your thoughts
While feeling my LOVE
By being in LOVE with me
Why the words become worthless
When we share
A common breathing between our lips?
Who is listening to the music
Of our heart-beats?
Why do roses rain over us
When we share our chromosomes?
Who are they?
There, below the waterfalls
Behind the mountain caves
The two magical unicorns in LOVE?
Who will pray "TEFILLAH"
When we are in
Ultimate union of LOVE?
Who will "TENEBRAE" our lives
To illuminate our souls?
So that we "THEOPHANY" the
LOVE deity of ONENESS
Now tell me...
Will the clouds answer our LOVE-call?
Will the first ray of sun ever find us?
Will the moon ever illuminate dark lives?
Will the stars sparkle over our springs?
Will the dew drop give birth to seedlings?
To save the cosmos & planet EARTH
Let us embrace into
Single semantic of LOVE
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Jul 24, 2018
Jul 24, 2018 at 12:04 AM UTC
She rises above Monamoy Point
on her wake—a Tenebrae of carbon
Then bolts back
careening cross blue-black—
through her lucent clouds of hair
from which on radii spray a diaspora of stars
Mistress of Metallurgy
tempered, tampering
Darkness forged to alloy with light
Men have always wondered...
how anything could be so round?
To arouse a sullen tide
her fingers palpate night-water’s lead
tingling light of limbs so spread
to her lover!
Close him in—
a pewter path of trembling touches
that ends in the small of her back
Men so wooed, still shudder
“How anything so tender...?”
could expose such stone!
She eclipses the sun!
She commands the sky!
...to hone his steel on that!
Aug 25, 2016
Aug 25, 2016 at 8:03 PM UTC
The African mother
Has genes like no other
Can create eyes with greens
Browns or blue
Skin with Tenebrae
Or lighter in hue
The African Mother
Created every color
We see
We all come from
The fertile crescent
So why are we so incessant
To worry about the melanin
In our skin
Iridescent or incandescent
Our descent from relative location to the equator
Has become the subject of debate or hate
But why can't we relate
That our fate
Should never differentiate
Based on differences
From interferences of light
Regardless of the color of our skin we should have the same plight
But I am privileged because I am white
I am not an apologist
Just a social anthropologist
Who acknowledges that its not right
We are all made of matter
And atoms
Or come from Adam and Eve
However, you perceive
But we deceive each other
To believe that we are different
Inherently and there needs to be a disparity
Of how we treat one another
But you are my brother
And I am your sister
Though my skin is alabaster
And begins to blister in the sun
I will fight this battle
With you by my side
Allied as one
Until we hold the same opportunity
There can be no unity
So we fight this war
For equality
Once more
Know that I am your friend
Not your enemy
And I'll defend you
Never condemn you
My brethren
Aug 15, 2017
Aug 15, 2017 at 2:33 PM UTC
Satietatem potare dulci nectare tua desiderium ego
Ad nos transeat, usque mane
Nostra corpora convol
Corpora nostra lusibus
Sol ortus, Sitis commoratur
Amorem vivere devora tua suavita
Vitae caelestis
Nostra ad et aut angelus diaboli
Quod viget, vitae singulis nobis,
Retorta peccatorum gaudium de salute nos
Corpora *** carnis luxuriam
Tenebrae concupiscentiis saginatus
Dolorem voluptatem servus
Impium impium fames
Sanctus diversitas peccatorum
Ita et nos, in manus nostras et amore peccatorum nos
Nos ad unum corpus est cor
Translation Latin to English
I drink my fill of sweet nectar of your desire
To pass to us until morning
Our bodies roll
Our bodies dance
The sun rises, thirst lingers
Love, live, eat your sweetness
heavenly life
Our call to the devil or an angel
That is active, the life of each of us,
Twisted sins, the joy of our salvation
Bodies with carnal lust
Dark desires fed
Pain and pleasure slave
wicked, wicked hunger
Holy diversity of sins
Even so we, in our hands, and the love of our sins
We are one body and heart
~Wes Noneya
My Latin isn't the best but I gave it a go. I like both versions.
Feb 10, 2017
Feb 10, 2017 at 5:33 PM UTC
Suwreel
The tale of the fat birds
Fire feathered in the dark woods
Asks the myth mountains
Snow drooping and year stained
The long magic of tears crystaled
Sing Cywril to Balour
Make the glad telling
Glow the Tenebrae's darkness
From the fen-mars to Dagash
The truth remains shuttered
The hard fists raise towers
The exhausted land prospers
Heavy with blood thirst
Sing Cywril, Sing, Sing
Gibbens, 68, 12
Jun 11, 2012
Jun 11, 2012 at 7:45 PM UTC
So the world spins
Inner discourse thinning
In the wake of daylight
Muted blues shift crimson
And the halcyon light floods my vision
I remain saturnine
The inner tenebrae of my dusky soul
My personal shadowland
sedulous manifestos etched
across my heart
the tattooed movement
cadence of oblivion
stained by the purpura
Of bleeding dreams
Apollo rides grandiose
Careening orb obliterates the dusk
Yet my eyes rain
myriad tears chase themselves
forever obedient to that same gravity
leaving me face down
with nothing but wet earth
and seeds dormant
full of promise that never blooms
My heart in the darkness
Of a shuttered room
TLB 092308
Sep 4, 2014
Sep 4, 2014 at 1:18 PM UTC
Tenebrae
needs not to cut a svvath
it's portiere falls regardless
Requiring only your marrovv
hanging a noose of your tendons
chevvs you up in public affection
hovv it does you so is love
Pricked ears vvith shadovv cast upon them
I just am
Apr 30, 2016
Apr 30, 2016 at 3:15 AM UTC
Oh breach the hide, spill the dark
All the hollow
Sound the pipes, youth will follow
The shepherd’s dog will heed it last
Bleed in through the painted glass
We smote the belfry, fallen hence
Rats or humans came and went
Hark the deafened for their sense
Hades’ children send ye thence
Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 12:11 PM UTC
Sat in the dark
Where someone grabs my hand,
As I ask and plea for truth.
As I pray for some sign,
Some hint that I'm going the right way,
A warmth in my palm.
As I shake and hide,
Someone holds me tight and takes me away,
From some imagined eyes.
As I'm lead from fear,
I unzip my coat and let it fall,
And step outside.
As I walk through the dark,
I see a single star ahead,
And walk towards it,
Away,
Escape,
Free,
With a hand in mine.
Mar 25, 2016
Mar 25, 2016 at 7:20 PM UTC
within the desolate black bile shadow beneath us
where the candle of confidant and lover ceases
despite all things, yours is sacrosanct; yours undegenerate
aflame through death and bringing life to the tenebrae
Feb 8, 2019
Feb 8, 2019 at 12:16 PM UTC