Source of the red fire
(Love-couch spangled with stars)
Go,
go silky soul
to
the mistic hope-empire
and
you at such time find
blissful
source of the red fire
and
you at such time discover
cure
for your sadness-dire.
Lector
and proofreader: Tanja Lezaic
POETIC WOLF
He lives in valley where
light dances with the dark,
and the immortal poetry
is his visible mark.
On his shoulder he carries
a black crow and an owl,
after midnight he lets
a strident, sinister howl.
He’s followed by a herd,
herd of wolves blind,
to protect him is what
they only bear in mind.
With his playful pen
he draws his strength and breath,
with intoxicating drops of ink
his soul escapes death.
He lives in valley where
light dances with the dark,
and the immortal poetry
is his visible mark.
Lector
and proofreader: Tanja Lezaic
THE BLAZE OF THE SILVER SWORD
She lives in the kingdom,
kingdom of blissful dark,
and silver-sword’s blaze
is her visible mark.
She has no religic,
she loves lizard’s song,
whose vibrant echo
lives so very long.
She’s a warrior of justice
and seeks freedom for all,
she dreams of a moment
when that miracle will befall.
and seeks freedom for all,
she dreams of a moment
when that miracle will befall.
She lives in the kingdom,
kingdom of blissful dark,
and silver-sword’s blaze
is her visible mark.
Lector
and proofreader: Tanja Lezaic
THE BRAVE
CHEVALIER
He rides in the field
with his shining hero-spark,
and heroic honour-stigma
is his visible mark.
On his shoulder he carries
the white eagle,
and standing together
in fear’s face they giggle.
The his maiden
he gave his honest heart,
on the battlefield
he gave life for the hearth.
He rides fearlessly
the immortal black horse,
and can ever
make him unhorse.
He rides in the field
with his shining hero-spark,
and heroic honour-stigma
is his visible mark.
Lector
and proofreader: Tanja Lezaic
THE SILENCE WALKER
He resides in a realm,
realm pitch dark,
and you’ll never
see
his visible mark.
His left hand carries an hourglass,
the right one, a carrion-crow
who lets after midnight
a strident sinister caw.
His food is your soul
body and fear,
and when his ravenous hunger is appeased,
unseen he’ll disappear.
He resides in a realm,
realm pitch dark,
and you’ll never
see
his visible mark.
Lector
and proofreader: Tanja Lezaic
VIRGIN BEAUTY
The virgin blossoms
oh, with her virtuous
beauty
on a heart as soft as
moonlight
on a chest of a
Flaming Nest.
The glow,
purified glow of
maiden's beauty
looks like a white
dove of peace.
The glow,
purified glow of
maiden's beauty
is flying on the
wings of bliss.
The glow,
purified glow of
maiden's beauty
is appealing to
mortals and God.
The virgin blossoms
oh, with her virtuous
beauty
on a heart as soft as
moonlight
on a chest of a
Flaming Nest.
Lector
and proofreader: Tanja Lezaic
