Emanational Reality
Within this lingering
phantasmal presence, I write
with my tongue and fingertips the
blossoms of your name upon the infinitudes
of exclusive passion
Erasing all the clouds
engulfing a new fire storm, where
your illusory dreams are adorned as efflorescent
gilding jewels
Submerging among
these rooting forces, You can
see my spiritual reflection reflecting
those sparkling glints gleaming, floating about
as questionable orbs, while gossamer's edge opens further
I whisper upon
an unyielding need
within your defining thoughts,
traces of my essence, faintly carressive
while coveting new succulent nectar
Touching the
shadows on the walls
with secrets I am illuminating
to you this translucidity of subtle proof
that we are indeed revealing this diaphanous
evidence, this inchoative spectral séance of our
emanational reality…
Light another hand rolled beeswax candle
sealed with the secretions of our royal jelly
Say my name out loud…again…
Metaphysical Poetry: Victoria L. McColley
Peace, love and abundant blessings,
John Michael Domino
and wonderfully beyond
Lady Vivian
Ron
I take the deer antler for a
backscratcher, self-masochism
draw blood, metamorphosis, her
fingernails claw into layers of my flesh,
ripping to sinew, deer tines score a
timeline of reincarnation, digging into
the connected levels of the soul to get
to their roots,
the bones with the brain marrow that is within them
the sinews
the flesh
the skin
the shed deer antler
just lay there in the
discarded oak leaves
this fall, it had a purpose,
to draw blood to life of an
entire root, the new soul
comes from the aspect
of sinew, the others have
reincarnated with me from
flesh, I have the ability to
rejuvenate them...the group soul.
Yours xoxo