Steel

Five parts raw self
Four parts tragedy
Three parts effort
Two parts victory
One part chaos

Arcane metallurgy for curious steel
Cold, grey, and lack lustre
Hidden alchemy of something real
Strong and keen, borne out of the forge of thunder

Curated by a master's eye
Forged by a master's hammer
Shaped in skill and tempered
Quenched, sharpened, polished, beautified.

Completed, sheathed ready for war
Deadly guaardian, lethal protector.

Keats
26 November 2016

Decipher

The flowers bloom wider their scents enchanting
The birds sing sweeter their notes beguiling
The sky is bluer my days are brighter
The night is darker the stars they glimmer

The whistling breeze it whispers
The warm sun it pampers
The petrichor carries a message
Verified upon gazing at your visage

It exists at the edge of reason
Enciphered in the seasons
In a while longer, the code must crack
Emerging from the deepest black


Keats
14 February 2016

Dermis

When I contemplate your person
I lose concentration
Because all thoughts of longing
Becomes senations of yearning

When my hands touch your skin
It seeks to transmit my stirrings wthin
To grasp your flesh beneath the fabric pressed
Your waist, your bosom, carressed
The feel of my grasp shoots lightning to my core
A rigid growth promises a whole lot more

I my mind we are clad in naught but air
On your form I can't help.but stare
I close the distance to to plant kisses
As i explore you here are no misses

In our embrace joins lock and key
Going deeper to set you free
To let lose your goddes within
To come to me and reward this win

I pull you close and breathe your air
We go to places we know not where
You ride your waves pleasure and call to me
Benaeath the.motions the oceans refresh me

Come my.lady, hurry.
My wand's magic is at the ready
Oh rapture sublime when the spell releases
Catch me in your arms with gentle kisses

Keats
8 February 2015

Sublime Common

To summit was quite the climb

The vantage was quite the view

A taste of omniscience

I saw far beyond

I saw past folly

My horizons far distant

All knowledge in an instant

In my tower of wizardry

All magicks were mine

Conjuration and alchemy

Prestidigitation and sorcery

Away from all things mundane

Untainted by the inane

Solitude sharpened me

Study made all things for me to see

In my cave I could divine

All secrets that would be mine

The voice of the universe with my mind conversed

Adept at prose or verse

But after clarity, there was nothing

After precision, no decision,

could be made that could show me joy

                despite the faculties I employ

The mundane, the naïve have no burdens of knowing

Knowledge offered no power for averting

                futility

Down at the valley, the lilies are near

It is outside the tower that rainbows appear

Among the serfs and rabble, magic exists raw

Among stones and gravel among mortals I saw

There is greatness in the grass, in falling petals, and shattered glass

There is beauty that defies my ken

And to futility my soul I open.

Keats

January 30, 2016