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Archive for XIII
Hear Me Out
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Mirrors And Black Magic, The Tower, XIII on 09/11/2022 by GeoSolusIn Absence
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Mirrors And Black Magic, Photography, The Sun, XIII on 07/11/2022 by GeoSolus
The night belonged to hymn. A gentle song ushering the son to rise.
The Hunter’s Wait
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Mirrors And Black Magic, The Cloak And The Dagger, The Moon, XIII on 14/10/2022 by GeoSolus
I no longer give my word. I prefer to sow it in distant minds then watch for those who water it.
Wrists Of Kings
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags Mirrors And Black Magic, geosolus, The Fool, The Cloak And The Dagger, XIII, Graphic Art on 01/10/2022 by GeoSolus
You got all the attention that you did not want.
Nebula
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The World, XIII on 16/09/2022 by GeoSolus
I have witnessed
Worlds of deceit
Falling apart
Their crumbling vanity
Chemically enhanced
Setting the stage
For their requiem
Synchronicity
Posted in Writing with tags geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, The Lovers, XIII on 06/09/2022 by GeoSolusThere was one. One who stood out from the rest. One who caught the inner eye and gently tied a little red thread around it. A pinky promise made in a realm beyond human understanding. Binding two souls who walked different roads, leading to different fates and yet somehow remained together. Feeling each other. Feeling that each step taken was a shortening of the thread. For the things they shared were larger than life. From a flower in a field to the forests, the oceans and the sky, from night to day, the celestial beings smiled and they smiled with them. Knowing that the other existed.
Night Vision
Posted in Writing with tags geosolus, Judgement, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Cloak And The Dagger, XIII on 15/07/2022 by GeoSolusJust because you cannot see it
Does not mean it is not there
Although the masters of illusion
Would tell you otherwise
While pulling the strings
Of tyrant kings
And demented clowns
A verdant view
The reaper’s hue
Stalks the shadows
With purpose in its orders
Four stars
Accidents
Suicide
Burning flags
An uneasy uprising
I close my eyes
And hear it all
Whispers in the dark
Time to act
Like clowns
React
Like chemistry
Silence
Those with open eyes
Held in the sights
They embrace the void
Before the sword ascends
An Old Soldier
Posted in Writing with tags geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Emperor, XIII on 14/07/2022 by GeoSolusA silent knight
Eyes lost in contemplation
His spirit in a glass
Almost empty
Out of the reach
Of the civilised
He sits apart
Not knowing how to fit in
Even though the blood spilt
Was spilt in their name
Even though the barbarity
Is what they cheer on
Just Jade
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The High Priestess, XIII on 13/07/2022 by GeoSolus
Green is the colour
Of the leaf that breathes
Of the fields that feed
Of a man at war
With envy and greed
Green is the colour
Of the letters XIII
A number it seems
One that redeems
In these times of need
Green is the colour
At the heart of the stone
Once blue and alone
Now refined and atoned
And ready to lead
Words As A Texture (Smoke Screen)
Posted in Visual Art with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Mirrors And Black Magic, The Cloak And The Dagger, The Moon, XIII on 12/07/2022 by GeoSolus
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