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Friday 22 January 2021

Tragic to Magic


Mother


Lamb prances through fields of clover
Kitty follows emboldened with delight
Amity cleaved by unspeakable horror
Coal dust sprinkled within a child's heart
Tragic

One, then two, have become forlornly lost
Blood paints red the bathroom with love
Ichor drips from womb to executive blade
Pen dances across a Lilly white contract 
Devastation

Broken in spirit, she spies foreign lands
Quilt patched anew with threadbare linen
Larvae blanketed within Godlike leaves
Sunlight trumpets the benevolent Monarch
Emancipation

Painstakingly, freedom is knit from truth
Disquiet prevails until a frog she doth kiss
Army man brandishes her golden sword
United by pneuma, steely dragons are slain
Unification

Winter frost cuddles the moonlit garden
Festooned upon the vine are blackened fruit
Blue bags peppered with lumps of coal
Upon the battlefield, her soul is rendered
Surrender

Truth fluently dispatches the heart of fear
Love prevails beyond the darkest night
This witness bows in sight of light divine
Mother guiding her son toward God
Magic








Son



Bleating babe, crimson mother drains
Kin amble forth, empty pockets proffered
Ink-stained covenant, state proxy severs
Love tore asunder, lost lamb fractured
Tragic

Blackened angel flees to adventitious lands
Infant reared by treasurer's golden coin
Abandonment, the rental child thrashed
Renunciation, a horse saddled to Hell's gate
 Devastation

Self-loathing strikes a befouled heart 
Mirror shards reflect thirsty demons 
Chainsaw flashes hungry teeth, a pause
Sunbeam challenges the murk
Emancipation

Epiphany of love, a journey commences
Raven innocent, breathes upon a cold stone
Compassion dressed for the grand ball
Love holds fear to the bosom
Unification

Agglutinated self by gritty willpower
Assembled mass polished, then dusted
Broken doll gifted motherly wisdom
Spirit emboldens a weary waif
Surrender

Fearful cries dispelled by grace
Together, they reach for tomorrow
Peaceableness, tranquillity, adoration
Son cuddles mother's grey hand
Magic













2 comments:

  1. What a most beautiful verse my man!

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  2. Dearest Ronnie, thank you for your visit and kind words. Please send my love the Susan. Keep well dear brother.

    In Lak' ech... prosper with love... live with joy.

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