Jaxsun Castro Horn

Freshman - 667 Points (01/01/1981 / Lincoln Nebraska)

Astral Adventure - Poem by Jaxsun Castro Horn

In evening tide, I commence to dreaming.
A lucid suspension somatically seeming.
Surreal and abstract, I glow and float,
my soul tethers the mortal boat.
Liberated from body, ascension bound!
To all the heavens and orbs around.
Tonight I sail the sea of space,
to the beacons of His infinite place.

Allured, I veered a ringed Jovian beauty,
a cubic throne of the Capricornian entity.
There, the Mendes Deity - the ass faced Pan.
A phi horned Prince with magical command;
adorned in a black Babylonian coat.
Glowering upon piercing eyes of smoke,
with a dire-some ominous voice, it spoke:
“Pay heed. Become the Lilith of mine.
Be my queen eleven, I am nine.'

A' fright, I invoke an ethereal guardian.
Sarim Casziel, the 7th realm paladin.
Engage! The spirit extracts his sword,
with swift advection and rapid accord
thwarting Pan from severing my cord.
At end, lay the slain demonic lord.
Salvation! “Praise you Angelic servant,
Prince of Solitude and righteous fervent.
Holy Archangel, l bid farewell.'
By morning tide I descend the mortal shell.

Topic(s) of this poem: angels , black saturday, ghosts, goat, sleeping, space

Form: Free Verse


Comments about Astral Adventure by Jaxsun Castro Horn

  • Sanjukta Nag (9/14/2015 1:54:00 AM)


    outstanding poem with such a nice flow of rythm (Report) Reply

    Joel Horne Joel Horne (9/14/2015 10:23:00 AM)

    thank you Sanjukta for reading my work.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 13, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, November 13, 2015


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