Calcination ~ #poetry by @Tashtoo
Calcination: First of seven major operations in the alchemy of transformation. In society, Calcination is expressed in the lives of revolutionaries,conquerors, and warriors who try to overthrow the status quo...alchemylab.com
There is a realm that breathes between
the time we wake, the time we dream
floating upon silver moon beam
and caught between the nightmare's scream
There are three moons in her sky
where both beast and man can learn to fly
and witches dance to magick's sigh
and dwarves forge golden statues high
In honor of the gods who reign,
who play with power, toy with pain
who bring destruction then build again
where prayers are belted out in vane
But like this realm discomfort grows
like dancing dolls in puppet shows
where drunk on power, the gods don't know
no matter what, you reap what's sown
Kings and Queens alike will rise
sending dragons to the skies
for in their drunkenness, they've not realized
they will not be immortalized
The flame of dragon's breath is pure
branding all for ever more
there is truth within this ancient lore
as gods rise and dragons roar
The empty prayers at night still sing
caught between the everything
All and nothing, this too will bring
a new rebirth with Dragon's Spring
Out of the ashes truth is found
we are one with gods and ground
and like today this realm spins round
truth becomes a storied sound.
And so we slip into our dreams
where nothing is just what it seems
where dragons fire may rage and team
stuck between the nightmare's scream.
Natasha Head
There is a realm that breathes between
the time we wake, the time we dream
floating upon silver moon beam
and caught between the nightmare's scream
There are three moons in her sky
where both beast and man can learn to fly
and witches dance to magick's sigh
and dwarves forge golden statues high
In honor of the gods who reign,
who play with power, toy with pain
who bring destruction then build again
where prayers are belted out in vane
But like this realm discomfort grows
like dancing dolls in puppet shows
where drunk on power, the gods don't know
no matter what, you reap what's sown
Kings and Queens alike will rise
sending dragons to the skies
for in their drunkenness, they've not realized
they will not be immortalized
The flame of dragon's breath is pure
branding all for ever more
there is truth within this ancient lore
as gods rise and dragons roar
The empty prayers at night still sing
caught between the everything
All and nothing, this too will bring
a new rebirth with Dragon's Spring
Out of the ashes truth is found
we are one with gods and ground
and like today this realm spins round
truth becomes a storied sound.
And so we slip into our dreams
where nothing is just what it seems
where dragons fire may rage and team
stuck between the nightmare's scream.
Natasha Head
Comments
As you had the rhyming touch
With dragons on the brain
Thanks to my lane
And a shout too
A matt as well at your zoo
Damn, all rhyme today
Thanks for the plug for my latest book on display
But like this realm discomfort grows
like dancing dolls in puppet shows
where drunk on power, the gods don't know
no matter what, you reap what's sown
true they will, and that they dont think that way either...
"The empty prayers at night still sing
caught between the everything
All and nothing, this too will bring
a new rebirth with Dragon's Spring"
ah, great lines.
"The empty prayers at night still sing
caught between the everything
All and nothing, this too will bring
a new rebirth with Dragon's Spring"
ah, great lines.
Nice for Pat Hatt and your project. Good luck to you both.
"Out of the ashes truth is found
we are one with gods and ground
and like today this realm spins round
truth becomes a storied sound."
Liked this a lot, Mosk
love this: "Out of the ashes truth is found"
your words, as always are ablaze with it.
Stanza 3: in vane? in vain!
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great rhymes..
franza
great rhymes..
franza
the time we wake, the time we dream
floating upon silver moon beam
and caught between the nightmare's scream"
Wow, love this first stanza, what an intro. And you have captured that "in between" state so well. Wonderful poem, Tash!
i like the notion of 'empty prayers at night that still sing..'
good day!
Gene
Great job on supporting fellow bloggers ~
Pamela
/out of the ashes truth is found/ we are one with gods and ground/, indeed, profound, truth in flesh poetics.
Awesome!
the time we wake, the time we dream"
This is where I fell in love with your poem and its rhyme and meter, and also with the world you are about to creat with 3 moons and gods and royalty and dragons and common folk:
"Out of the ashes truth is found
we are one with gods and ground
and like today this realm spins round
truth becomes a storied sound."
Without that verse, I would not have been willing yet to surface from the place between. Thank you.
Smooth.