CAMELOT FANTASIES

Seizing spasms constricting
The voice box
Inability to speak freely
Raspiness of the voice has lowered
A few octaves
Unrecognizble to everyone
Who normally communicates
Pendulum is swinging in its extremes
Guillotine is being struck down
With a heavy blow of finality
Gone are the days of being innocent
Then proven guilty
It appears judgement is at its harshest
Everyone seems to forget
When pointing a finger of blame
Three fingers continue to point towards
The one professing the same blame
Looking in the mirror
Hard to decipher the purity
Of convexed Words
That have forged in fire
A weapon that’s strong & sharp
One that will maim + kill

I’ve missed the sweet sound of the harp
It’s melodious notes soothe
The tension in my heart
Examples of massacres are evident all around us
Hard to decipher
Where the end might be
As well as
When did this all start

~Divine

Thank you Lady Ann!
Looking forward to reading your poetry!

You're welcome, Lady Divine. I'm working on some longer pieces at the moment but share some poems when they spring to mind.

Magic streams through all of our lives
Intricate pictures of fabulous moments past
Labyrinthine at times serene
We all survived in what we hoped would last
But nothing simple is what it seems
Every aspect is convoluted
Illusions seem other worldly, at times
Logical people don't comprehend the minds of Dreamers
Magick meandering like the tangled webs we weave
Electrical ornaments, fluffy streamers
Enchantment happens when judgement leaves
All remnants of your mind
Connecting with your soul
Interspersed with others of the same kind
Fascination in divination
Where all things are accessible
Magnetism of prophecy
Totally possible

~Divine

Magic

Alight from fright or flight
Swirling in a mass of confusion
Shattering all remnants of broken promises
Seeing through the veil of illusion
Bombastically sharing
In the guise of caring
Realizing all along
Your constant need of regrets
Multiplied by your want to be adored
Feeding frenzy of fabrications
Leading to the ultimate convocation
Diving deep blood red ink
Expulsions May cause experienced explosions
Realization that the aches & pains
Are through cerebral strain
Inability to travel to the past again

~Divine

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Quote from: EquineAnn on January 27, 2018, 04:53:58 pm

What do you think about this 1?

True friends

 True friends allow you to be you.
 True friends never tell you what to do.
 True friends never tell you who you can & can't talk to.

 True friends are there for each other through thick & thin.
 True friends sometimes treat each other like kin.
 True friends forgive each other for a little sin.
 When true friends play games with each other they don't get bitter if they don't win.

 True friends respect each other.
 True friends can act like Sister & Brother.
 True friends sometimes disagree with one another.

 True friends can be as loyal as man's best friend.
 True friends agree to disagree to bring rows to an end.
 True friends are people on whom you really can depend.
 True friends will each other defend.

True Friends...I really resonate with this one.
True Friends that you can depend is like family.
Thank you Lady Ann for sharing!!! 💙🦋

You're welcome, Lady Divine.

Quote from: Divine Metamorphoses on February 01, 2018, 02:30:08 pm

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Your birthday in a few days Lady Ann!

Strange bedfellows do we make
Convincing words when actions take
Gambling on loves emotions
High priced value at stake
Adorations and devotions
Professed fully baked
Sweet nectar sipped
Delicious is the taste between
The lips
Euphoria sings as the heart does flip
Butterflies transform
From their tiny death
Listen as the sigh escapes

~Divine