...and now from your Mistress of Darkness
further into DARK POETRY OCTOBER 2010
I bring you into:
Netherworld of The Living Dead:
DAMNATION NEVER WALKS ALONE...
Nyx The Daughter of Chaos
She watches as a storm outside mortal bows
Peering into the temples gloaming upon eventide
Scouring the darkness with a whisper of silence
The roman goddess of night births balagan
Into her fating awareness over mount Erebus
As she motions to the infernal dead in passing …
They walk as clouds with silver fingers
Scouring over obelisk pillars of sin’s scheol
Floating as a fading memory over golden ponds
Where life’s breath flourished within sinful greeds
The reflections pierce the broken soul of truths eyes
As Nyx the daughter of chaos retrieves all logic…
Vickie, I am Nyx, the Goddess of The Night. See my last two halloween poems..I feel sad that we are not having our annual Halloween ball..Somehow without Georg, it just doesn't seem right.
Love the darkness of this piece, and the alluring affect it has on me.
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have a happy halloween.
Dave.
xo Regis
Wonderful line, Victoria. Love the poem. -gene.
Namaste
Tony
John
Love the darkness of this piece, and the alluring affect it has on me.
Much peace, love and light,
Amber
Blessings,
Christine