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TADPOLEI remember when you told me that the StarsTADPOLE by NocturneJewel
were spun from the cosmic weight of spiderwebs,
and the best secrets were strung from cat gut
and hung to dry on the fickle clothesline of
Summer conversation, who could have doubted
such sage words? I followed you around,
watching you dissect a beautiful moment with
your jaded whiskey breath, not really knowing
that you wished I was a tadpole so you could
drown me without feeling remorse, but I couldn't
swim anyway...my legs were slowly disappearing
and I had not yet learned how to breathe
through my new layer of amphibian skin....
so you kept me in a bucket, feeding me
the gut of wishes that will never be,
and I dreamed of a season sticky with
a true love instead of cherry popsicles,
I dreamed of being the smartest tadpole
in my school and not so much dead weight...
September 16, 2014
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A JEWEL IN ETERNITYBetween Night and Day I wandered, a dead thingA JEWEL IN ETERNITY by NocturneJewel
seeking a shore where my wings could unfurl again,
where my spirit could be a tempest guided only
by an inner Star...there I will be reborn
an infernal entwine of Magic, no longer an eerie
leisure of Shadow and bloodless Ether, drifting
between the sighs of darkly splendorous Sky,
I can glimpse the lives I have lived flickering
in the wingbeats of my nightly wrung dreams,
I know I have loved more purely in another
incarnation I can no longer fathom, but still
I linger here, an out of tune Muse clad in
the Mist and Shadow that exists between worlds,
when will I be enfolded in the rapture of
unsung Skies? Or will a gothic gleam always
glint my spellbound eye? I can hear tomorrow
cry as the ravens fiercely sigh for what was
forsakened from me-I wish I never knew-
but my soul is still a jewel in Eternity's crown
-and when Fate moors herself to my shores,
pressing her cup of immortal Flame to my lips,
I drink and feel a new shimmer beneath my s
I am a prolific pagan poet and have over 1000 poems. I love rainy days and thunderstorms at night. My favorite season is Autumn, it is so full of color and beauty, inner reflection and subtle wisdom. I love the night, it is then I get most inspired and write the majority of my poetry. I have a close relationship with nature, especially reptiles. I have quite a large reptile family at home which includes nineteen geckos, seven snakes, and twelve tarantulas. They are my family. I get such a pure feeling of fulfillment from being with my reptile family.|
Besides reptiles, my favorite animals are bats and owls. I also have several tattoos and piercings. My very first tattoo were vampire bite marks on my necks. I love them.
The beautiful has written a review of me as a writer. I am so honored! So this is what she has to say about my writing style:
~NocturneJewel is an intensely prolific poet, and in reading just a sampling of her work, you quickly come to realize that to be a prolific poet with work of such vision and depth is a great achievement indeed. Her style may be unusual, but it is all hers, and she is nothing but proud. Each line blends seamlessly into the next, and the fluid rhythm and potent imagery weave together into a tapestry of literary enchantment.
Current Residence: The Dark Side of the Moon
Favourite genre of music: Celtic, New Age, Nature, Goth
Favourite style of art: Nocturnal
Shell of choice: Home
Skin of choice: Reptilian
Personal Quote: Don't try to fix me, I'm not broken.