∞
Damn that bastard of Time!
He with bloodless heart ablaze
beating fumes through invisible veins
flailing every fixed point out of existence
seething in the nefarious nodes of Nosferatu
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no lack of exits for these – the dark lord’s evictions
no need to ask why – no reason to ponder
no stillness – no peace within
no record – no remains
no horizon
nothing to note
just a monotone groan
one annihilating negation
one universal sound of surrender
to an aimless dread – a formless foe
to the beast without the god within
to a war without a starting point
where entropy flies nonstop
no moment created
no separation
no clock
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← worlds without measure burst forth from center stage →
blanketing all with the dense threads of ignorance
no find – no finish – not now – not ever
nothing to harvest – no one to feed
‘Tis end over end without end
before you now – before you then
before one can know
where one sat in the first place
one must know why
two is second best to none
∞
A very good friend of mine, a great photographer,
has captured a ghost – full apparition, by Emerald Wake
Uncle Tree's House 
“It’s the nexus of the crisis
And the origin of storms
Just the place to hopelessly
Encounter time and then came me”
B.O.C.
I dedicate this post to the Cooper’s Hawk that visited me on the last day of Summer, and to my ol’ pal and true friend, who always threw a party for the Fall Equinox, and who turned me on to a thousand good times – thanks to his inherited good fortune – that eventually cost him his life, the late great Michael DoRan – the most generous man I’ve ever been priviledged to know. Get my message, bro? 😉 “Don’t fear The Reaper”. Nope.
Tik ortok and then came C 😉
Awesome, UT, love that end-line 🙂
Best get acquainted with Blue Oyster Cult, now………..
Thank you, Ed! 🙂 I thought you’d like my ending →
I kept your singularity in mind, and, to me, it looks like
Uncle Tree has written his first Zen koan. Perhaps?
Disclaimer: I did not set out to make a pictograph –
these things simply happen in the editing process,
as I rearrange and chip away at random thoughts.
As it so happens sometimes, it seemed like there
were two poems trying to surface simultaneously.
Maybe, that’s what I get for not writing often enough.
I hope my ending fits the picture – the big one, at least.
Whenever BOC came within a close proximity of our
vicinity, DoRan would gather a few of us up, and off
we’d go to see their show. Good times – great memories!
passionate and powerful! Bravo Keith!
Many thanks, Niamh! 🙂 Glad you liked it.
I found this work of art (1909) by Dorothy Hardy, and thought to write something for it. I knew nothing about the wolf, but I wrote the above poem anyway – with imaginative guesses and vision.
So, I thought I’d research Fenrir, the big bad wolf, this morning. From Wiki, I found this info, which comes from the Prose Edda book Gylfaginning (from the 13th century):
“In chapter 38, High says that there are many men in Valhalla, and many more who will arrive, yet they will “seem too few when the wolf comes.” In chapter 51, High foretells that as part of the events of Ragnarök, after Fenrir’s son Sköll has swallowed the sun and his other son Hati Hróðvitnisson has swallowed the moon, the stars will disappear from the sky. The earth will shake violently, trees will be uprooted, mountains will fall, and all binds will snap – Fenrisúlfr will be free. Fenrisúlfr will go forth with his mouth opened wide, his upper jaw touching the sky and his lower jaw the earth, and flames will burn from his eyes and nostrils.”
Someone has to tidy up!
Someone other than Little Red Riding Hood’s grandmother. 😉
Hadn’t thought of that……and it was the Hunter making amends 🙂 I shall shovel rocks into ‘Mouth Almighty!’
Oh, that terror on the threshold 😉
I was shooting for the Beatific and the Horrific.
They’re both horsin’ around
in the mud and muck of my soul corral.
Now that’s a fantastic Halloween post. Nosferatu is by far my favourite term for vampires… just makes them sound delightfully evil…
Thank you, Christina! It is fun for lips and tongue
to say, and I bet yours are delightful, but not too awfully evil.
😉 He-he… Peace and luvz, Uncle Tree
Aye! Uncle Tree attempting to make Halloween a little spooky.
I thought it was a cool title, but still — it didn’t go over too well.
Too out-of-character? Idk. Sure glad to hear you like it, tho. 🙂
Thank you! Thank you! Thank you very much! ❤ Luvz, UT
Thanks a bunch, Black Willow. 😉 Enjoyment is so fleeting at times.
Hello friend, amazing post like always, i did a some brightness and contrasts work on my photo to show the best where ghost are ,now in B&W looks even better,i just bright some and dark other areas ,now this photo is even much creepier,look, i upload in few minutes,Regards Bro , 4Ever