Thursday 16 May 2013

LA PRINCIPESSA PERDUTA (THE LOST PRINCESS)

The halo king weaves a cape of spells
to wrap his bride in mist and gales
that hurl the maid on lands once fair.
As vast pits heave they fire hot slime
the elf pours blood and prays for grace.
A voice chants hymns; it clots her fear
she seeks her Love but nine heads rise.
Their fumes rip lungs; crows tear at flesh
The vile king cheers his shift of form.

Sunday 5 May 2013

GIFT OF THE KINGDOM


A mystic power wills its silver heart gift
to kiss the earth with rubies and fire.
Song floats on rays; souls bathe in bliss
the stars pierce brows; seeds blast dark minds
whose gelid fonts sigh as deep swoon fails.
Worlds cease to roar; love twangs and spins
it paints glad hues where dead wicks rot
smog flees the war when hope rends fangs.