...The Partion ~ Red Veil...

...a quiet Red hush...a gentle Red hand...brushes back the silence...sweeps Magick across the land...and extends out Her arms...invites in the souls...remembers their lives...then renders them Whole...Blessed Be...Blessed Samhain...

...Primarily...

...a poison runs deep in my veins...where shadows stand and shame remains...I though that I had seen it all...I thought that She would not forestall...She blanketed my earth in shades of Black...and brought to me a mortals heart Attack...as I sat in silent night...not yet ready to leave this fight...a fury now less calulated...move now, out of Her way...

...The Beyond...

...out of blood and bone...She has left me alone...to mull over what has been lost...She is nor near or far...and waits just ajar...in that Dark World I call my own..."Come now" She demands...and takes back my hand...to walk me back into the Night..."Your story awaits...beyond rusty portal gates...far, far away from the Light..."

...Never Within...

‎...treacherous request...expect nothing less...than a red-hilted drawn out lie...expand out your chest...and take back that breath...retract those words to a sigh...shut down the rest...lay down that test...to see if you can still fly...She'll bet you right here...that you cannot adhere...to something that resides not inside...

...Enough...

...a whipping Red lashing...a wicked Red grin...a slicing tongue slashing...deep under your skin...an enormous undoing...a vigorous sin...just a slight example...of what She will win...

...Suspension...

...Mother of the Darkness...Mother of the Light...There is NO PLACE YOU CAN HIDE...even if you take your life...She watches from the Portal...the Dark Abyss Within...Entwined around your Soul...Embedded in your Skin...

...The Beautiful Bones...

...the closer to Her gate I stand...the more I see...Her cloud white hand...extended out for me to hold...while the world turns dark...and the earth turns cold...She flashes scenes of death and haste...of time immortal...of time in waste...of time as it now stands still...of lessons, learning, and my will...of shortened fuse...of lengthened trust...of hasty words...I've said too much...of silenced tongue...and reprimand...come now take...Her parched white hand...

...Abominable...

...She hovers over me...larger than Life...She binds my hands...and takes my knife...She twirls me round, holds me out...and shakes my silly nostalgia out...She brings to me much larger Strife...more than mother, more than wife...less than woman...more than girl...She's got me where...the Dead unfurl...

...Bloody Nostalgia...

...way back then...under Her wing...where I sat...and heard Her sing...where I waited...in shadowed hours...among the dandelions...and bloody flowers...a trail of petals...raped with ease...initial planting of insecurity...who was to blame...who was to care...who cares now...there's no one there...way back in the field of Past...where no one thought...it would ever last...

...Assumption...

...Look at Her, She stands beside...where lies & truth reside...She grips the future, passes the test...Tears the Fabric, leaving you beset...don't you notice when darkness calls? Notice that it's not resolved? So if your waiting for an answer...I wouldn't take another chance here...don't push against Her reluctance...or make another blind assumption...take a look at your own reflection...and tell Her what you see...

 

 

...Eternity...

..."I'm Watching him"...I heard Her say..."I'll Be With him while your away...I'll Be With him while you are near...I'll Be With him Now Always so don't you fear...I'll Be With him when you are gone...When this Earth you no longer stand upon...When the Moon is dark or when the Moon is bright...I'm Watching him, both Day and Night"...

...Portal...

...Drifting through the deepest Night...She still refuses to restore my Sight...She makes me stop and disbelieve...She stirs and cures my insanity...She takes away the most precious things...and replaces them with black velvet wings...She guides me out over the edge...and pushes me off of the ledge...and as I fall into the black abyss...it's only the insanity that I miss...

...Journey...

...She is cutting the strands and the worn out threads...and slicing the ties that bind up my head...see them lingering...back on the wake...while we sail forward and my breath She takes...the Ferry now disappears in the Night...the Darkness so black that it hinders my Sight...

...Ferry to the Underworld...

...the fog is a swirling green-gray swatch...on the bow of Her boat She stands to watch...over my shoulder She sees them there...illusions dissolve under Her lightning hot stare...Now surrounded by Her enormous cloak...my current ideas completely revoked...She wraps her arms around my Soul...and lets me know...it's Time to Go...

...Obliteration...

...Ancient Queen has come from the mists...from the dark green sea and its foam abyss...She calls out the Storm...calls down the Rain...and washes away the numbing pain...She obliterates...then hesitates...and turns Her gaze...on those who wait...

...Grave Dancer...

...there I stand in Her darkest shadows...all my fears hung at the gallows...all Mortality comes to rest...as the Dark Queen does what She does best...She comes and takes flesh and bone away...and leaves the rest for us to stay...walking among the already dead...with a darkened X upon their heads...

...The Key and the Ring...

 ...Burning...crashing...dwindling down...Vicarious Red Queen...takes off her crown...shakes Her hair...and garnets fall...upon the floor...where I will stall...She stands before me...and holds out Her hand...and before I speak...She reprimands...She holds a sliver...of shining silver...glowing shiver...of crescent moon...While I shudder...She molds it and utters...the End is Very, VERY Soon...

...Perched...

...Her works been done...throughout the night...by dreams of dark...and candlelight...She lets me know...that She's been here...and drives the ghosts...of Guilt and Fear...driven by incessant need...of doubt and insecurity...She lashes out...and reels it back...and watches for...the next attack...

...Discourse...

‎...Her mighty wrath will propagate...those whose fate...is not meant...to wait...and Her fist will strike...their rotten lips...and split them down...and make them spit...and hope to never...come upon...the Red laced path...She walks upon...

...Prevaricate...

...my Lady in Red...is in High Demand...She slaps my face...with Her Red Hand...She pours Her blood...out over me...She asks me once more...Not to breathe...She says its Time to go Darker now...You have always known when...Now its time to know How...Time to strip down the one...with the feigned vows...and start over again...the Time is Now...

...Silence...

...She came to me...in dreams of black...She showed me why...I have turned my back...She brought back times...I did not grow...She lit up things...I had to let go...She shaded the night...She shaded the day...She asked me to be quiet...and to stay that way...

...Dark Victory...

...darkness now came & roiled under her skin...she could not stop what came from within...she could not make Herself turn back...she could not begin to stop the attack...it rolled out over her heart and soul...drowned all parts she believed made her whole...it blossomed inside her like a velvet black rose...its thorns and vines to the tips of her toes...a shudder...a whisper...a vacant sigh...were all she needed to know Light passed her by...

...Blind...

...flowing down a ruby studded hill...finding herself mixed with dust and loss...she lay there looking up at the misted night...waiting for the harsh reality of day to come again...waiting to find someone she called Herself...someone who stood in her shadow watching over her while pain stabbed into her side...while nothing at all seemed right...