Normally I don't feel the need to introduce things, especially art/poetry/etc, but I thought that I'd preface this with one sentence.
This is the first single piece of poetry that I've written in over 7 years...
The Phoenix has fled. Her wings a flame with the prayers of the martyrs. Let the ash rain down upon my head. My sackcloth collar chokes me as I beg for mercy. Beautiful wisdom where are you? Brightstar hear me! Have mercy upon me. She has returned and her eyes are set on the triumph of the wicked. Cast me not away from thy sight. Her wings beat with disciplined determination and I can feel her breath. Burn me from the inside out. Purify my wretched soul and teach me to do thy will. Spread your wings and through the prayers of all the saints have mercy upon me and save me. +
Friday, January 28, 2011
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