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"Triptych III: Rheinherz in Flammen" by purr_verse

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I am in love.

The mountains are on orchestrated fire
and my soul burns to match them;
lunarlit, stardancing, quick-skip
with a lick of liquorlascivious legends
as any/everywhere magics
echo joyperfectly with the laughter
of t.his phantasmaglorious place,
deity-certain in t.his knowledge,
and t.his river
of marvellous mythistories
whispers a codex subbaritone wash:
"I
Am
Legend, and
I
Am
Real."

:in flames:

Recumbent tipsy on the bank,
I am consumed
by a searing, absolute desire,
and I would die for this.
I would
die for you

:in flames:

but I am enslaved to another -
one whose kiss I barely feel
one whose visage fails to sing to me
one whose history
is not mine.

I am far from home tonight,
so here is my heart,
Father Rhein...

(in flames i feel more than,
and more than...)

..viridian splendour and 5am riesling
magnificent beauty the Lorelei song
pulsing soaring resplendent
with eaglewinged power
I fall into rapture
complete: uncontrolled
I would die for you yesterday
These mountains of mistlands
(oh) surely a dream
To your castles in rhapsodies
I'm breathless and emerald
enChanted
by divinedark perfection
serene enigmatic
Endless dramatic
subsisting
and under and under
your story
Cry
- drown me in glory -
In tears for this fantasy
existing, existing...

:in flames:

Wake
blink
breathe
and .slip.
.stream.
my spirit remaining always
and never,
never:
forever
brazen emblazoned
and heartsworn to an ensorcelled master
who is bound to burn me
and burn me
unrequited.

This somnambulist
still walks through fire for you,
and
I have dreamt over and over
under and under

(more than
and more than...)

my soul in/fidelity
to the truth of this

green

fire.




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On Monday June 11th, 2007, Solace (1401) writes:
liquorlascivious? a codex subbaritone wash?(where does my envy end?) and the symbols still burst like flames of the fire - more than and more than - purification through this amaze and drowned in its timeless glory


On Monday June 11th, 2007, Solace (1401) writes:
drunk on desire (and a hint of white) imagining the play of flames through the glass dancing / reflected off the river - painfully bliss kissed with certainty's revelation of inconsolable distance - all bound in together/ness


On Monday June 11th, 2007, Solace (1401) writes:
And still the city becomes, we become it - the flames are within and imprint on the very walls, no need for maps - for one navigates here by heart alone...even in sleep reaching, waiting - aflame...brilliant natalie, just brilliant


On Tuesday June 12th, 2007, Bakkhus Unbound (1101) writes:
"And still the city becomes, we become it/no need for maps - for one navigates here by heart alone." I really need to say no more; you capture this Triptych perfectly in all it's geometrical and genius industrial rhythmic essence.


On Tuesday December 7th, 2004, urbanhumility (1377) writes:
brilliant stream of conciousness and subconciousness.........well done........urban


On Thursday August 12th, 2004, Zara Synn (75) writes:
I not only adore the words you use, but the way you place them as well. The emotion behind the text is an added bonus


On Tuesday December 7th, 2004, Anth (1571) writes:
the style displayed in this,is one of your strongest skills,you make so many memorable and damn right cool lines, smile inducing and often writing,...rapturous


On Tuesday December 7th, 2004, Anth (1571) writes:
mindblowing,this work was full of great lines,and the whole thing is indescribabley brilliant in that classic purr verse way of


On Tuesday December 7th, 2004, Anth (1571) writes:
writing, the first 3 lines are a tidal that just embraces you in one fell swoop to lead through moments like pulsing soaring resplendent with eaglewinged power I fall into rapture complete: uncontrolled I would die for you yesterday ...damn


On Wednesday June 9th, 2004, An Expired Member (73) writes:
uff hay, the three of them are eeeeeksome!! i like the play with words. i mean wow, this love thing, if that love thing knows how much you love that love thing and you tell the lovething with these words, i dont know WHAT will happen..


On Sunday January 4th, 2004, birdwell (173) writes:
i feel it's my great fortune that i've spent most of the morning reading poem, after poem from your page. my feeble words can't begin to convey my deepest admiration, thank you so much ~db~


On Sunday January 4th, 2004, capt_funguy (992) writes:
yep , you sure do scratch a mean chicken - i'd trade my banjo for a tryptych IV --- funguy -- sorry , you've heard all the beautiful comments before - this was all that was left


On Saturday January 3rd, 2004, Bakkhus Unbound (1101) writes:
'I would die for you yesterday' You have sunk into the exotic flesh of poetry w/ this the third in your 'Triptych' compositions. The quote as simple is all the more delicately balanced, exquisite; genuine. 'I fall into rapture'...


On Saturday January 3rd, 2004, Bakkhus Unbound (1101) writes:
'The mountains are on orchestrated fire' You have done it; you've architected the beauty complete in this your orchestration of a hidden land which mine eyes now see, 'and my soul burns'...


On Saturday January 3rd, 2004, Bakkhus Unbound (1101) writes:
lunarlit.liquorlascivious.joyperfectly.phantasmaglorious.mythistories. subbaritone.eaglewinged. mistlands.divinedark. heartsworn.somnambulist. [the words, oh! the words!] "words, words, words," ~Hamlet


On Saturday January 3rd, 2004, purr_verse (1423) writes:
none of this would have come to pass without you: my deepest thanks, mehr als und mehr als...


On Sunday January 4th, 2004, Bakkhus Unbound (1101) writes:
you are most welcome! & danke!


On Saturday January 3rd, 2004, Johny_D_Lewis (603) writes:
this ignites a fire in me...no burning me well done


On Saturday January 3rd, 2004, stitch (78) writes:
again..as if you reached into my very being and plucked a disastrous melody...breathtaking and near to my heart



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