There are two things to note when you come across a lone wolf: the first is that you are perceived as a threat and second is that the pack isn’t far, just out of sight.
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Solitaire
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags Mirrors And Black Magic, geosolus, The Cloak And The Dagger, Photography, The Hermit on 09/06/2023 by GeoSolusKult
Posted in Writing with tags geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, Psy-Co., The Cloak And The Dagger, The High Priestess on 22/05/2023 by GeoSolusThey took everything from me
Yet I have you
An image
And for some that would be
A new religion
Dream
Posted in Writing with tags Dream, geosolus, Poetry, The Lovers on 20/03/2023 by GeoSolusCherry lips for snowy mountains
A rising sun as a kiss goodnight
Melting ice that feeds a fountain
A source that gives the gift of life
Close your eyes
I’ll find you there
Close you eyes
And we will share
Our private place of rest
An Introduction
Posted in Writing with tags geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, Psy-Co., The Cloak And The Dagger, The Magician on 15/03/2023 by GeoSolus“I took a journey in the dark, with nothing but the voices of fallen angels to guide me.”
The Song Of Lost Souls
Posted in Writing with tags geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Chariot on 03/03/2023 by GeoSolusA place that becomes a thought
A face that becomes a wish
And a dream that binds them
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Two voices in the ether
One asking you to listen
The other asking you to listen to yourself
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So many stories
Yet only one truth
In absence
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Yet present
Through space
And time
The Human Touch
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Cloak And The Dagger, The Hierophant on 22/02/2023 by GeoSolus
They vacillate
From one vassal state
To another
Mother’s Milk
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Chariot, Zhi Jing on 22/02/2023 by GeoSolus
This fruit is digital
Counting fingers
Down, in to oblivion
Ma China Doll
Posted in Diary, Writing with tags geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Tower, Zhi Jing on 15/02/2023 by GeoSolusThere was something in those lines
That sealed a thought in my mind
My world
Alone
At peace
A window open
To breathe with the soul
In silence
Morphology
Posted in Writing with tags geosolus, Judgement, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry on 10/02/2023 by GeoSolusDefiled then changed
Because
Nothing could ever be the same
What used to feel
Turned strange
What used to matter
Consistently deranged
Any sense of loss
Distant and obscure
What was pure…
What was pure?
I guess bullshit
It’s the only constant
To The Letter
Posted in Writing with tags geosolus, Judgement, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Cloak And The Dagger on 20/11/2022 by GeoSolusKnowing the source
To this fountain of sorrow
Reveals the depths of your being
Each tear a path
From your soul to your cheek
Running to a quiver
Of lips yet to speak
To a trembling chin
Trying to utter the sins
That present you thus
Before me
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Tell me
What’s on your mind
What is the nature
Of the crime
That stirs your very core
Is this heartbreak a loss
Of love
Or the cost
Of actions
You use to deceive me
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