Federkleid Eyes Do not Hide!

Heirloom Round the Yellow of Brown

What says you in blue?

I looked at your past poems. The second is different. One phrase connotes, evokes then naturally transitions into the next. Perhaps I see meaning where you intended none. I bet it's natural though. A connection to your subconscious through a pen. The emotional shifts are brilliant. It fills my mind with words like subjugation, security, sacrifice, control, potential, survival. It's straight up social commentary.
The first is beautiful because of the flowing phrase about time and consciousness and "Thought is my addiction" that's a fun concept. Without a doubt, true.. Expression is your addiction. Thought is a human condition. We can't stop thinking for very long. It can almost be said we never stop; We even think when we're asleep. Dude, nice.
Micheal

Alice

A bridge 
My Hekate
Lanterns
For you
Under the Ixchel moon!

Awaiting the powwow 
Held at the reigns
Black cats stain
Window panes
My aching woes
Hearing the crows
Eat my toes
In woe!

Here we go again
My crystal friends

Dreams are serene
When nightmares are weaved
#throughlandandsea
#theuniversewove
#spidersincoves
Tell me again
How the wind was within!

Peonies stroke
Muslin tokes
Memorized for thee
Upon lips I stain
Lavender grains
Lie within you
Tempting fates
Your heart breaks

Rain 
Splattered 
Paints
Canvases
Runes
I stole with you
One windy day
Brushing across the bushes
Smiled at confusions
Surreal illusions
Time a particle
Article of delusion
Abstract madness
Mania fanatics
Seeress static
Problematic?

I vouch for myself
I learn myself
I undo myself
Show myself
Steer myself
Become myself
Create myself
Dollops of dew
Forget me tunes
Ragnarok storms
Glistened lore
Watch me step
Brooks of west
Yawns in the east
Rise the south
Joining north
Rainbow sows
Fickle pickles
You are no riddle
Catwoman bet
Catman at joker
Cut open the tongue
Wore it as a smile
Plastered on walls
Apples fall
Seasons dawn
How are you of late
At last
Natures war
Soldier no more
Do you cry not
For the remember 
Of no September 

Do tell thee
I miss the breeze
Along my feet
Shores of purple afghans 
Spread into sands
Writing love
Where no one but us hummed
Telling tales
My spell of stakes
Aligning golden rules
Outshining breath take
Mutilate
Mutations
Mystic mist
You are not missed
Bombing one another
How dare you speak border
There is no such thing as order
I demand to know
I will not tell
I dare not go
Snow


My Dear Dame,

Chimes are near to where you appear. Glistening and shimmering kaleidoscopic stares. Aware you are not and be you will become when nature finds lore at its unknown core. How you love to abhore in mountainous roars thunder storms like lightening bugs finding their reason to become one with the seasons. I heard a word from the birds, told me how to exist without having to survive or even thrive. Coexist a note I leave and burn to the mist in your memory thought of before you bled in a dream so serene the seine cried for your time. Not for humanity but you our incarnated tree of life the scythe of death formed in contest differentiating you from forget me dews placed upon your shoes. I miss you dearly as i learn free laced in conformity that abandons its reigns when equality is actually played. 
Papow went Lao 
Awaiting the breath 
Lilacs stepped
In puddles of orange
Bled by pores
Pomegranate oaks
Soaked in sunsets
Disabled by sunrises
Showing the moon
When day croons
Noon I wept
Barely there
I went aware
Where near by footprints
Imprinted improvement
Free is a gift
We worship nature
Neoclature our Mother
Loving the Earth
As if it were her
In the abyss
Long forgotten
Rainbow 🌈 snows
Spaces place
Lifting the face
Ethers of eclipses
Entranced evergreens
Lisps of bliss
Signified rips
Portals of particles
Art is your startle
Screaming where are you
Why has no one come
Someone
Anyone
Yoko did not remember
A or B
B is Lala
A is a Lili 
Playing silly 
In groves unshown 
Shores a home
Your people are dancing
Great Grandmother of webs
Whispering in your head
Round and round they go
….

The Dame Priestesses

A Song

#forgetmedewhazes
Hekate spies
Hazels I wore
With brown stains
My hair did lay
Upon my eyes 
Laces of traces
Gleaming serene
Weather coriander 
Lavender trays
My cheeks conveyed
Butterfly roses
My pores composed and
Satisfied the rum
Soaking in suns
Honey my lips hum
Hummingbirds undone
Letting go my taste of dissatisfaction 
Building towers to tear a part the stones
Grown from bones
All you see 
All you know
Bones and mud
My ever after blood
Hanging in willows
Bewildered shadows
Stunting the spirits
Partaking in my cigarettes
I leave for the leaves
Queen bees perceive 
I am not the breeze
I am the winds raven
🐦‍⬛ 
Covens my trees
Groves my veins
Beating untame
Wild in weeds
Flowers that blister
Colds in the mister
Guiding the waves
Emotions of graves
Danced we did 
For miles and miles
Death it wandered
As we smiled in laughter
Forget me dew
We were speaking you!

#thedamepriestess 
#paintedgaia
#amongtheskies
#groundingby
Blood in green
Valleys of purple
Tapestries of afghans
Cigarettes plundered
2 of hearts
Created unknown arts
With light in dark
Climbing the stairs
Made of pears
Aware the airs
Confining concoctions
Baba Yaga brews
Undo humanity birth
Undermine not time
#dandelionvinesthrivepsilocybinrhymes
#rhythmicoceansstrokethepearlsand
Jack of hearts took the stump
#builtonwildflowersofokeefesteeped
#layersofsandslitglassinhand
Volcanic troi’s avoided the caves
#hurricanesweptforwaterfallsforgotten
El Yunque not a topic of wondrous veils
Trapsing the frolicking fungi Fugaciously fumed
#iamlavabloomed
So swooned the moon
One day at a time
At last another day has passed away
Do we understand lady of the graves
#priestessfernandacastillo under weeping willows

#thedamepriestes

Sor Juana Inés De La Cruz now swoons in aria of Arai in the temples crystal cove down below….

Graves of Trance

Hanging  Lullabies

Nonsense Part 1

Third Eye Will

I know not where I go. I see not what visions become. I learn unlearn relearning what does not hide among the trees my ojibwe breathe in flames unseen by webs of dew.
-Spiders Dance!

Moon Beam

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