Spinning Eight

Spinning Eight

21 May 2016

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Sacred blood

Diluted in her

Glory’s tides

Closed caskets

They carry gold in baskets

Redemption her weight

 

Heavy stance

Her destined measure

Royals pay

Bleak treasure

Son daughter and the unborn

Their tribute forlorn

 

The kings walk

Following North Star

Polar talks

Opposite

Spun out of control we are

Twined in other side

 

Night-clad ride

The bosom silent

The eyes keen

Frame unseen

They hurry towards deserts

Where sands recount Time

 

They await

His eyes his passion

She watches

Unmoved mind

Only Heart in compassion

Appearance deceives

 

He grieves

Locked within remnants

Star born creed

Heaven’s leaves

Lost each of his descendants

Sacrificial greed

 

In her eyes

He distills waters

Their hearts beat

Unison

She picks up as he falters

Twined are their spirits

 

Spinning Eight

Infinity’s Tale

Unborn male

Now female

Gods and Demons laughing fail

To explain the joke

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Down like Rain – Jesse Cook

Ocean Blue – Jesse Cook

Rapture – Jesse Cook

14 thoughts on “Spinning Eight

  1. Beautifully penned Geetha!…Have a nice weekend my friend 🙂
    (even though I’ve been in silent mode lately, you are never far from my thoughts and I always enjoy reading your poetry ღ)

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