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#295255 - 07/14/09 05:18 PM Poem 32
dark empathy Offline

Registered: 11/26/07
Posts: 2712
Loc: durham, north england
You speak a word of opening forgotten soon as said,
And as you step betwene the doors a mist forms round your head,
The cent of pain and memories of joy that long condensed,
Form the perfumed welcome to the place at the world's dark end.

The gold princess sits on her thrown and plays upon a harp,
And from each notee a blade arises clear and cool and sharp,
That strikes a wound to bleed and burn then close to bleed again,
To form the wrent that pays your stay at the place at the world's dark end.

The blacksmith swings a hammer down to unmake broken swords,
And tantalus reaches from the flames for his ever lost reward,
The weak fall by the wayside just to rise and fall again,
On the dusty spiral road you walk to the place at the world's dark end.

The farmer's sewing dragons' teeth for a crop of brambled pain,
as filth falls from the riven sky in tears of grieving rain,
And all the clocks run backwards just to forward run again,
As time beats endless circles at the place of the world's dark end.

the green men dance so merrily and speak in unknown tongues,
a chant that might be insults or just a cheerful song,
To join the dance might bring you good or might be another pain,
As questions burn like torches at the place at the worlds' dark end.

The scarlet queen speaks softly then races forth oncemore,
HEr wolf is gorged on sunsets which bleed a fire impure,
Her fleet of burning ships sets sale to right wrongs that will not mend,
And bring an unknown harmony to the place at the worlds' dark end.

On lonely desert islands where the sea is bones and scum,
in nightmare's places closer than even love can come,
A net of stars and razers stirs so gently in the wind,
That sings a hatefull lullaby at the place of the worlds' dark end.

The mirage of a thousand lands fades in and out like dreams,
As you breethe the opium that hovers on the brese,
Yet when the drug has run it's cause you'll wake to see again,
the total desolation of the place at the worlds' dark end.

You pass by chilling agonies in monstrous shape and form,
Like ghosts with smiling burning teeth and coils of the worm,
And yet inside the labyrinth you seak the golden thread,
that shows the winding path that leads from the place at the worlds' dark end.

Yet all the lights and farse converge in singularity,
At the funnels deepest heart where stil is agony,
There Shadow waits itself as real and naked as a flame,
Where all things spiral downwards at the place of the worlds' dark end.

Through vales of corrupted light and darkness leads the thread,
Down and round in spiral turns past ranks of walking dead,
Past ineffable or symply cruel it leads so out again,
For one way out and one way in has the place at the worlds' dark end.

#295256 - 07/14/09 05:20 PM Re: Poem 32 [Re: dark empathy]
dark empathy Offline

Registered: 11/26/07
Posts: 2712
Loc: durham, north england
I'm afraid I'm thieving other people's structure again.

On Friday I was introduced to King Crimson's "court of the crimson king" something I've not heard before, and really liked (not the least because of the bits that tie in with steven King's dark tower series). So, I thought I'd have a go myself.

#295751 - 07/18/09 09:24 AM Re: Poem 32 [Re: dark empathy]
roadrunner Offline
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Registered: 05/02/05
Posts: 22045
Loc: Carlisle, PA

Thanks for this very powerful piece. I hadn't thought of the connection with either King Crimson or the Dark Tower series, and in fact I don't think I have listened to King Crimson since their "Court" album came out. I should return to that and see what I think after all these years.

Much love,

Nobody living can ever stop me
As I go walking my freedom highway.
Nobody living can make me turn back:
This land was made for you and me.
(Woody Guthrie)

#295786 - 07/18/09 04:13 PM Re: Poem 32 [Re: roadrunner]
dark empathy Offline

Registered: 11/26/07
Posts: 2712
Loc: durham, north england
Hi Larry.
The dark tower and recovery are sort of stuck together in my mind. I've been trying to read the full series right from when i was 13 or so (yes, during the period of my abuse), and only managed this last year on the day I had my first appointment with a T, ----- I quite literally sat in the waiting room with a portable tape recorder and some headphones finishing off the last book.

Last week was one of the worst down periods I've had sinse I started this, and i went to visit my friend only after a lot of emotional storms. And him being quite into interesting rock played me court of the crimson King.

The connection was sort of obvious, and that's probably why it gets so dark in parts.

I'm afraid while I certainly know what a lot of the images mean, ---- some I don't, they just seemed to sort of fit with the rythm of what was going on there.


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