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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

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

Where the Crows BleedSilhouettes of scarlet whisper
among the bones..
Forsaken beneath earth and stone, I am
bejeweled in the River's dread

Trees clad in sanguine
salivate in the abyss of sorrow
The perfume of blood seduces the sky
— incantations of the netherworld
Ebon ghosts shimmer in falling ash,
where love decays evermore
I undress in the lust of darkness; my soul
bequeathed to oblivion seeds the wind
with poisoned tongue flickering
Upon banks of obsidian I gaze
haunted in a tempest of necromancy
I render my ache in shadow-fire,
— deep in the dark flow
Behold! The River Acheron!

In the syrup of dreams
crimson fields burn in my e

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

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

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

Legends of The Dark PriesthoodIn 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 brea

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

Forever the RavenousBeyond the veil hallowed, I am Witches blood & wine;
flame of throne, soothsayer & death, magick seething
Come hither; drink me dark'n divine

Whispers of Night's harvest, ravenous in twilight eerie;
— tongues of Crows in gothic serenade
Poised in wilderness shadowed, I beseech thee:
"O' darkest Love, seek me in decay, dripping from thy lips"
Incantations of the Moon glisten from mine eyes ...
Seraphic-winds undress Demons in the trees;
— dreaming streams o'er Nature's breast
Black-feathered-Priests covet my nocuous splendor
— For I am Winter's nocturne —
a dark-mantra, salivating on the edge of the world
And so she peered into

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

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

Oceans of DeliriumIn the mists of quietude,
I will fold the horizons
to bring you closer to my arms

Whispers of euphoria
begin to stir in oceanic rhythms
caressing the space between our lips
Each day I dream deeper
as I fall further.. into bliss;
into thoughts of you

Every kiss I blow towards you drifts
like a myriad of small ships sailing
each night under starry light towards
your lips, begging to fall deep into your
skin and drown in your body…
I lay hypnotized in the tapestry
of satin winds saturated in brushed
silence of empyrean love spells,
dressed only in the light of the moon

Bathed in indigo,
unconscious in her beauty~
feastin

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 Night of CrowsSoul dark her eyes bleed obsidian, like a fever of liquid-shadows,
seeking her lover damned…
And a myriad of talons will seed the sky — a primeval calling
of necromancy and lust untamed
Upon her breath, I whispered softly in winged-caress:
"cast thy nightscapes unto the ache of gossamer streams"
So she closed her eyes and her demon lover hungered long..
— Forever the Crow — shimmering in her darkest dreams

— Arthur Crow © 2012

GOTHIC POISONUpon clandestine fires of a midnight sky
the world of forbidding awaits the dead
We chant for our blood in Winter fields
In the feasts of the burning, I will be fed

As carmine-lovers bewail upon dark rivers
the sojourn of thorns breathes in your soul
Covet my love in the eclipse of sangomancy
in cursed lullabies you will ache to be whole

Voiceless echoes rasp over stony graves,
drifting in the requiem of a dethroned sky
If you weep thy bloodlust upon my shadow,
I will drink every solemn tear that you cry

Silence broods in the dreary mists of forever;
in courtyards and demon portraits that seek
Within gardens covered in moss and

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My Eternal Beloved

by *ArthurCrow, May 15, 2012, 10:32:05 PM
Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Traditional Fixed Forms

Incessant 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 waiting death
Drink from the burning rivers of sinful torrents,
weep in the fiend lucidity of my aching breath

Our charred tears will dance in morbid splendor
Take rest in the crucified symmetry of my desire
Seething melancholy ebbs into your sullen veins,
like a host of livid thorns lavished in black fire

As my emptiness lingers in the arms of misery,
I become a silhouette in the realm of the undead
The ornament of sacrifice falls into your shadow,
upon this pathway, only the wicked will tread

Wallow in the dreamscape of my cruel alchemy,
journey in the lonely ambiance of endless hate
I see our mortality withering on a distant shore,
as our blood flows into a dark sea of bitter fate

Our memories wail in the sediment of nightfall
I will devour your soul upon the tide of sorrow
Let us ascend into the abyss of eternal darkness,
for in my dead soul, there will be no tomorrow

Arthur Crow © 2012

My Eternal Belovedby *ArthurCrow

Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Traditional Fixed Forms

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~brunette-from-oz Dec 23, 2012 General Artist

This is exceptionally beautiful, Arthur

*ArthurCrow Dec 23, 2012 Professional Writer

Thanks my friend, pleased you enjoyed the journey

~theWitchofGrich Nov 29, 2012

so beautiful!

~QueenOfQuills Sep 20, 2012 Student Writer

This poem is exquisite! Not going to lie, when I started reading it I honestly thought, 'Oh no it's an emo poem!' But it is so much more. There's intense passion in every line and the imagery is striking - I can imagine someone performing this on stage