Towering urns
.original poetry
by
@d-pend.
with images
by Felisberto
and Lostknightkg
Towering urns
Thoughts pour wax upon these walls
With the faux wood grain to watch.
Reflecting, the feathers of dust
Flow all-invisibly un-interred.
A half-burnt wick, a slanted stand,
Mythical ash, you take my hands;
Make a gesture placating falls.
An urge to drink the forest is sated
by means of milk and gall.
You—were here, never here.
You—the nothing of fire.
The frenzy of coal mended
By Saturn's umbrage erased my ire.
Stains pour clarity along my cliffs
Where I tap unremembered the tomb.
Some flimsy reverberance sings
And dull harmonics map dead dreams.
Poetry by
@d-pend
9/26/18
.
Images by
.I—"Obelisk" by Felisberto
II—"Chalet of the Countess of Edla" by Lostknightkg
III—"Temple Doors" by Lostknightkg
IV—"Hieronymites Monastery" by Lostknightkg