David Lacey Poems

She dances in the shadow of rhythm
Lost to my kindred sprit upon the southern wild,
Lost to me is she who rose in freedom upon
The dark romance of the velvet underground,
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If ever there was one you lost
Either to the sun or to the frost,
Know this, a secret bliss of mine
That everything you ever loved
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Dogs are chewing there own legs down to the bone
As children play within the bloodshed attempting
To keep happy and bright a world of rolling dust.
Open bullet wounds in the Childs side reveal the
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If to know thyself is truly the path of wisdom
Then who are they our ‘masters’ to lay down
Laws in dogmatic tainting upon the fuel of
Our intoxication, are we not those that seek
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We danced a thousand years
Beneath a twilight kiss
We cried a thousand tears
As we sailed a rivers bliss.
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From destruction is born the new day, never wrong, never right,
Still we should listen to the Good Folk as they shed down upon us
Skins of Wisdoms ancient, weaving as they are their tales by the light.
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Old heads, leaning bodies supporting clusters of gargoyle grins.
An illusion? Simply a confusion of a thousand crooked noses?
I perceive eyes spinning in their orbits attempt to settle into poses.
There they stand tattooed with wrinkles, crowned with antlers
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The Empress lay upon the shimmering glades as they glisten with reflections upon morning dew. Within her heart dwells the spirit of Eternal Love, her stare a perfect
Blue. She hath known the touch of papyrus upon her palms, she hath known her calms
Immaculate yet retains in her stride the strength to ride the storm of mysteries tiding.
Such a beauty her eyes conceal, such a grace I’d never known as real before her soul
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Into the void of our reflection we stride
Aspiring towards perfection we are diffracting
The attraction of those that would hide their live
Beyond the limitations of the flesh.
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Irish blood breeds velvet eyes
Or so I’ve since observed
Since you last revealed the skies
I’ve kept your memory well preserved.
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