Arien Ecplise

Arien Ecplise

A Poem by She comes, when I call her Buttons.
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One of the most technical of my writings yet

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Astronomical phenomonon

Ever so elegant radiate upon

as untainted souls survey up to find

The violet eye of inumbrate skies

 

Warping the nether,

subjacent stars cry

and tarnish to mere nothing

Where shade is but light

 

monochrome spectrum

serve and subsist by

illuminating the carnage

frontlines of world war i

 

Beautiful essence, yourself

I entreat you veer a typhlotic eye

to the abhorrence and antipithy

You must pledge upon tonight

 

 

 

© 2011 She comes, when I call her Buttons.


Author's Note

She comes, when I call her Buttons.
For my aunt. I created something new; An Arien Eclipse. A moon of monochrome purple.

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I'm always entranced by the beautiful cultivation of language seeded by intellect that also comprehends the emotional nuances of aspects without having to state them outright but instead hinges them on the frame of creative word placement and usage~ you've woven a lovely celestial tapestry with heart~

Posted 14 Years Ago


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I love it and the new energy that suppose to come with it!!! love it!

Posted 14 Years Ago


I'm always entranced by the beautiful cultivation of language seeded by intellect that also comprehends the emotional nuances of aspects without having to state them outright but instead hinges them on the frame of creative word placement and usage~ you've woven a lovely celestial tapestry with heart~

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Thanks for the review!

Posted 14 Years Ago


This poem is truly spectacular! the vivid colour makes it magical as does phrases such as 'warping the nether' great read!

Posted 14 Years Ago



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She comes, when I call her Buttons.
She comes, when I call her Buttons.

Pleasanton, KS



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