The writings of Oddpoet

She sails on rivers of blood
Aboard scream­ing ships
Sil­hou­et­ted by dooms­day words
And flash­light dreams

While God’s mal­formed Hell hounds
suck pun­gent nec­tar from barbed plants

Yet she sings
With arms raised her words do bat­tle
Flash­ing argent against the coal black sky
Cor­us­cat­ing and relent­less
Blaz­ing and incorruptible

While God’s demons devour
Soul charms and innocence.

Her ship voy­ages dan­ger­ous seas
Sail­ing amidst heart’s cost and preg­nant tears
Her verse a nim­bus
Free­ing dreams to roam where they will

While God seeds black­ened crops
And bro­ken wills

Cast­ing runes like wiz­ard spells
Enchant­ments that climb rain­bows
With vines of cre­ation heal­ing bro­ken souls

While God’s wraiths
Sow tears among the fallen

She sails on rivers of blood
Aboard scream­ing ships
Sil­hou­et­ted by dooms­day words
And flash­light dreams

Tags: despair, devotion, eternity, love, Woman

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