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Sapphire CastlesLavished in celestial streams of rich azure,
her voice weaves thru star-systems with song
Depthless eyes fabled in mystery furnish worlds,
as conquests of time fold into silence...
She is the mystique of the cosmos — 'elixir immortale,
embalming the wilderness of dreams
O'er a thousand skies captive in the fever of her ocean;
my breath anchors, where a life-time of souls drown
in brushed whispers of candle flame

Kingdoms of passion unveil in ethereal tides,
as the sun traces her finger tips over my skin
Burning in Pleiadian mythology — I reach into vistas
of indigo towards the lips of a Goddess
Unto sapphire castles I s
SUPERNATURALDeep unto the mist of ages, spirits jewel worlds forsaken
A slither of fire dawns the ethos of my dreams —
for the temptress seeds wind and sea with ancient song
Emerald streams flow thru forests of exile...
Beyond the veil of time, the ravens fly dark n' long
The flesh of trees weep to rise of ebon Moon
— Nocturnal rapture, seek I with whispered lust
Under wanton falls of twilight I hath bled upon magick vine
Beneath midnight tides the Fae stir,
somewhere in the other world, my flesh becomes her wine

~Arthur Crow © 2012
THE CROWGlistening feathers,
Blacker than the darkest night
A specter weaving through the clouds
Majestic is his flight

So beautiful,
Piercing eyes reach into my soul
From the netherworld he will come
When I am no longer whole

An enigma,
Spawned from the magick of old
In a lingering mist he waits
Cast in velvet shadows so cold

Silent wind,
Roses fall upon my grave
Talons clasp my fading spirit
A fallen love will he save

Destiny,
Shrieks echo across a leaden sky
Life descends to the arms of death
Scarlet tears begin to fly

Tragedy,
Memories my heart cannot sever
Broken dreams whisper —
real love is forever

— A
Darkest Evermore my LoveUpon thirst of shadows and scarlet streams,
her wanton eyes hunger like swollen pitch
Dark magick ebbs from the wounds of dreams,
for thou art my bride — my darkest witch

~Arthur Crow © 2012
My Eternal BelovedIncessant screams echo across weeping graves
On the winds of destiny you shall hear my call
The voice of suffering will caress your spirit,
and into my darkest nightmare, you will fall

Lush is the poison that runs beneath my skin
Your death I will sow, your blood I shall reap
My dark thoughts swoon into a song of decay
In the pitch of iniquity you will gently sleep

I will awaken upon a lattice of bloody shards,
and harvest the resonance of your eternal cries
In a field of black roses you will find my soul,
together we shall walk through bleeding skies

I stand before you in the harbor of madness,
shimmering like a dry beacon of w
The River Acheron(a movement of blood - destiny)

It is a place where life ends and love begins..
It is the river where lovers meet  
~ A river forged in deepest scarlet.

Lost in the silence of blackened candles,
clad in silhouettes of poison — I seek love

In the song of a ravaged dawn I hath drowned
Deep in the flesh of the underworld I bathe in
the nectar of requiem
O' father, caress my untamed wounds with
your dread, lest I wander among angels
Dark'n dreary the river's sorrow, as shadows
spill from mine eyes unto gardens of ebony
— where my ache forever sails in portraits
of scarlet & decayed dreams

Dearest love,
Un
Secrets of the DjinnLo the winds howl "Never you roam the mist"
Wander you far across lands, forest & desert sea
Or dream you deep in a cloudless sky ...
Yet a presence looms & beckons, spirits unseen
For they are the Djinn, silent and ever watching,
embalmed into seasons of mortal blood-flow
And beware, for I shalt not speak of this again,
lest darkness unto thy flesh they quest and sow

Eons adrift in smokeless fire did they slumber...
Befallen to Earth's domain, they undressed fate
The Djinn, ancient dwellers humans would fear
Betwixt worlds they linger, shimmering in fire
Thru parallel dimensions they reach, seducing
dreams and reality, life...
The FallingThe Falling

Upon malodorous rapture of orphaned darkness,
eternal melancholy becomes twisted and hollow
In the severed reflections of sanguine shadows,
we will drown in ruby tears of pain and sorrow

Whispers of odium seep gently into my dreams...
The Raven lingers in solemn clouds dark as coal
My blood surges like a chorus of bitter requiem
And my lips — the anathema of your dying soul

Dark lust hums like a cold tide of weeping voices
Perfumed in ash & bone, hallucinations imbue —
Blood soaked robes hang from my slender bride,
shimmering like scarlet threads under ebon skies
After sable petals fall upon my beloved's gra
The Ravens of ValhallaO’er desolate shores wept the fate of immortal flames
And into a Winter sun I bleed my dreams,
as a thousand years of love & war dressed the sky
Long-ships sailed to the otherworld upon Odin’s breath
Betwixt night and day I wandered, shimmering, peering
— Till my chalice of Dragons blood flowed but no more
I became a warrior lost in the stars, drifting, ever falling,
Until the shadows entombed my soul in Raven-lore

Lo the tempest eerie; ‘magick entwining spirit and flesh
Upon snow I awoke dreary, beneath winged-silhouettes
‘Couldst be, my Princess adored; — last of the Valkyrie!
I recall — myriad of
A Siren's Call
Visions of madness shimmer in silvery skies
Horizons of passion drown in timeless beauty
There is a voice so pure that can melt a Sun,
a fragrance so luring that can reap mortal breath
Once thou hath gazed into the eyes of a Siren,
love befalls in a kiss, upon whispers of death
An endless ocean swirls, ethereal waves bewail
— the sound of her cry haunts eons of dreams
In the deepest abyss, my soul shall forever sail

For a thousand years, I drifted in her song —
lost in restless fever of wanton seas
Gently I reached towards her long silvery hair;
embroidered in tempest of Love's odyssey
Tears of sapphire jewel oceans d
Silver ThornSullen clouds of melancholy,
drift across the dawn of a barren land
A small cross falls from her slender grip
its image embedded into her hand

Howling winds of cruel symphony,
seep gently into her sleeping mind
Dried tears lay draped over stone
Solemn fields of crimson she will find

Incessant dreams of hoary mists,
plague her innocence young and pure
Drops of light graze her frail skin
Undying anguish she cannot endure

From a sunken pool of mercury,
a false savior rises before her eyes
Like a shining wraith waiting in the sand,
ready to embrace her harrowing cries

On a ghostly path she stands alone
A sea of debri
Witching HourEyes entranced in the lustre of eternal nightfall;
passion of the Witch broods in forests dark'n wanton
Raven hair black as coal, bathes in winds hallowed
Arcane Moon beckons thirst of tongue
Flamed breath — her blood song feasts stars & sky
Magick befalls in shadowy mists of spectral rain
Serpents rise like waves of liquid ivy,
as her soul wallows in the rapture of Winter's pain

O'er Earth and stone, ravenous streams bequest
— twilight of dreams and sweet flesh
Enchanted in nocturnal fields, I lust evermore…
Like velvet wine, the river ebbs and flows,
unto dark magick of her soul, shall be the lore

Arthur Crow
Tides of Earth and Sky
And the ache of soul carried the torch of dreams into the sky
Upon scent of mortal thirst — destiny whispered in myriad
rapture of folding tides..
Lo the mythic shore, where I — a phantasm of love bleeds
into the ether of velvet sky & ocean hymn...
Lost in the wine of omni-dreaming, for our passion tis but
the humble audience of eternity
In jeweled horizons the Goddess feasts; her gaze I cannot flee
I have crossed oceans of time & drank the song of worlds
My spirit forever slain in the beauty of her immortal sea

— Arthur Crow © 2012
Hunting Avalon's MoonBeneath a sky of Kings, mortal life quivered
Warm rains spilled a fever of unborn dreams;
— like a silent song of golden pollen falling in
timeless reverie, seeding forests arcane
The dawn of enchantment crested ancient lands,
adorning the hunger of shadows and spirits
Long I stood in the flow of primeval rapture...
where unto the hallowed beckoned wild
I slept in the cradle of Nature's magick,
windswept in feasts of tongue & flame
Dreams and dreamers, in haste I did reap
And I thrusted my sword into the sky
Ever night's bequest, the stars shall not die

Thru seasons of fabled rhythms I roamed;
— my soul etched into the mists
Night of the ViolinSeek you me in a grave shallow,
bleeding upon a blade of rusted steel
The mood of a rose ascends beyond ether
caressing souls in skies hoary

From the pitch of solitude she appears,
dark hair soaking upon winds quiver
(violin weeping in the dew of nocturnal sunrise)
As the moon whispers in twilight's fall
my thoughts swirl into a halo of numb reverie
Entranced in the gloaming of her love —
dripping within the lotus of her serenade
Beset in eyes of jade,
drowning in sensual delight
Seduced in a gothic sky

Deepest gaze unleashed into my soul;
she weaves a spell of turquoise feather
her violin brushes my skin in dreamy hues
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Witching HourEyes entranced in the lustre of eternal nightfall;
passion of the Witch broods in forests dark'n wanton
Raven hair black as coal, bathes in winds hallowed
Arcane Moon beckons thirst of tongue
Flamed breath — her blood song feasts stars & sky
Magick befalls in shadowy mists of spectral rain
Serpents rise like waves of liquid ivy,
as her soul wallows in the rapture of Winter's pain

O'er Earth and stone, ravenous streams bequest
— twilight of dreams and sweet flesh
Enchanted in nocturnal fields, I lust evermore…
Like velvet wine, the river ebbs and flows,
unto dark magick of her soul, shall be the lore

Arthur Crow
Sapphire CastlesLavished in celestial streams of rich azure,
her voice weaves thru star-systems with song
Depthless eyes fabled in mystery furnish worlds,
as conquests of time fold into silence...
She is the mystique of the cosmos — 'elixir immortale,
embalming the wilderness of dreams
O'er a thousand skies captive in the fever of her ocean;
my breath anchors, where a life-time of souls drown
in brushed whispers of candle flame

Kingdoms of passion unveil in ethereal tides,
as the sun traces her finger tips over my skin
Burning in Pleiadian mythology — I reach into vistas
of indigo towards the lips of a Goddess
Unto sapphire castles I s
The GloamingThe forest beckons in cold reverie;
— in the gloom he lingers
Betwixt life and death, mine eye seeds..

Black envy embraced by two sisters on a distant isle
seeking to be more beautiful than days before
They will soon adorn the dark jewels of Hades garden,
and the exodus of a timeless fable will be the lore

Their beauty flows from the harbor of an endless well
— Witches of dread 'n passion entombed in livid fire
When hordes of dry winds resonate over icy rivers,
the song of autumn-sacrifice will envelop their desire
Unto their inner sanctum did once a Prince quest
The sojourn of a kiss befalls in meadows of despair
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Legends of The Dark Priesthood

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In the dawn of shadow-fire,
a Raven king dreams...



Over solemn ground winds of fate begin to wail;
seduced by the nocturnal rapture of a primeval spell
Acheronian dreams draped over nocuous splendor
— Living nightmares forged in prophecies of hell

Like a black tide they rose up from the netherworld;
a chilling symphony of screams shattering the skies
~ They are the Legends of the Dark Priesthood
Suspended in arrowed-twilight, their fury cries

Whispering shadows bleed upon twisted branches
A chilling fable glistening in an opus of death
Dark priests fuse night's accent with lucid odium
Ravenous apparitions seek thy last breath!

Spirits of the dead wither over hallowed waters,
as gothic voices cold-stream into mortal veins
Humanity staggers in a haze of esoteric requiem
Winged priests swarm down like black rain

Midnight crusades undress the solace of oblivion
Crimson sentinels swoon over mountains vast  
Weeping Angels dissolve into the gloaming..
Thoughts of a befallen sun shall be their last

The moon falls in waves of acrid delirium
Seething in fields of wilting roses, shadows feed
An exodus of black feathers graze winter's poise
In the pitch of darkness, I shall forever bleed

Saturnine dreams ebb in mists of bloodlust
Corvid eyes flicker in the heart of human fears
Echoes of stone linger in the aura of sacrifice
Poisoned alchemy rises in celestial tears

O' dark is my love seeking rivers dreary..
Vanquished gods hallucinate in velvet decay
The pages of life burn in a shivering halo
Clad in Legend — immortal wings of prey




Arthur Crow © 2012

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Legends of The Dark Priesthoodby *ArthurCrow

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=battlebrothertherix Jun 27, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
I think I enjoyed the sort of gothic, medieval folklore style of it more than anything else. That sort of scripture always attracts my attention.
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*ArthurCrow Jun 27, 2012  Professional Writer
I'm always happy to know that people enjoy my style.. I know it's not for everyone, so thanks mate! :)
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*SomethingOnceSacred Jun 26, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Very lovely, and imaginative. I quite enjoyed the imagery, and your descriptions are excellently vivid.

Wonderful work, I'm so glad to have come across this.
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*ArthurCrow Jun 26, 2012  Professional Writer
Thanks so much for reading and the great response. I'm happy you enjoyed it :)
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*SomethingOnceSacred Jun 26, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
My pleasure entirely, sweets. ^^
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*ArthurCrow Jun 26, 2012  Professional Writer
Thanks again :heart:
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*SomethingOnceSacred Jun 26, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Of course. ^^
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Mood: Joy ~Tessriane Jun 24, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
LOVED IT!
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*ArthurCrow Jun 24, 2012  Professional Writer
Thank you, this is my personal fave :)
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~Tessriane Jun 24, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Of course! I enjoyed it! :D
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