Seven Sonnets

            the wild hunt   

fohn wind hard licks the wild hunt erupting
vultures drop, motionless, shadows disrupting
   moonlit groves, armies of faries
   thrashing acorns as tornadoes carry us

down stark roads over homes wrongful built,
for hearth-fires wodan keeps, unwise wood split
   undoing the road and what's come before
   and that which was known, once before sworn

dandy dogs hunting, stay on your steed
to touch ground when godan hunts; ashes guaranteed,
   our tender feet march not that fohn wind,
   rises hot focus up mountains sharp grin

   cutting god's ice beard, the spray off blood hooves;
   red roaming ghost kings, all sensible move
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          selene     


Selene drives her moon chariot wanton wise
pulling men-hearts out to later feed mice
   above green earth her palace so pale
   from craters her whims all mortals regale

moonstruck by proxy, the wine in our glasses
moondrunk the chipmunk, evading owl passes,
   Selene never parks her orb spinning high
   without clouds for hitch-posts cloistered nigh

formed of Phoebe, or maybe old Theia
fished in by gravity, mystery, the moon sees us;
   silhouette of substances similar, serene
   man is kind love until shown his own spleen

shining her trademark, all night she delivers
rolling foul heavens, arming cupid's deft quivers
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              norn     


Swans from swain broods emerge to the Norns
who thread twine, riverine, alluvial born;
   fates tend to puddle, well-tree over-ridden;
  the Norns sort us out, trophy in the midden

a root runs true or turns false no less,
carries our water, the ash of success
   the limbs roost above our imperiled crowns
   widow-maker swooping, silently browned

no fish two-swan stalking, mirror calm lake,
no leaf left untasted, the hart there to take
   no dirt clod molested, the serpent true hiss
   there in Norn's weaving wand's illustriousness

   noblest of trees, tried on all sides
   ribs back, arm mind, heart soul& mind
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          nemesis spake   


Finally Nemesis spake, her truth a rake,
clawing man's crime piles he takes/takes
   for granted, till spark make bonfire;
   good, party ----get a marshmallow, dear

said Nemesis, whittling weeping willow
switches, laying castor&pollux egg on a pillow;
   mother of helen, cause of collection,
   armies assembled to die, perfection;

ceo, senator,  jocular newsguy, trump:
Watch for a chariot of griffins Clumped
   Yer frivolous Insolence and heads i remove
   Shrieked Nemesis      (her army approved)

daughter of  Ocean, her dagger primeval,
dim man-blood meet Nemesis, measured arch rival
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       semele 
       

bathing in the river, Semele took note yon eagle
bloody from blots to zeus, his attentions "regal"
   Semele demanded the god in full glory,
   thus reduced by thunderbolt, an immortal story;

from fires sprung son dio, wine god of frenzy
born to soothe  time and man, needing ectasy
   a phoenix not ready, zeus sewed in his thigh:
   dionysus, with river nymphs, and mystis, resides

raised in sheer mountains, with panthers, his wine,
wand tipped with spine-bone,             honey of pine
   mead's golden warm fuel        fires the dance
   epiphany blooms               in orgy perchance

  twice born, the grape low:
  wine risen, man knows:
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         ixion     


The centaur bow aflame in absolute fire,
breath cloud via spectograph no liar,
  primordial booze of all make and kind
  ethanol, vinyl,...no wonder centaur's blind

a black hole of methane, tongueless profane,
formaldehyde crib has all life to gain
  loaning out a cosmos to spare
  a rib boomerrang returns for its share

half man-horse,  his core brighter by far,
hera dumbly his target, zeus fixed Ix with tar,
   spinning eternal from fucking that cloud
   (in hearts distillation, purely not allowed)

  big bang banished, moby dick subsumed,
  punished with powers all self-consumed
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         cebele   


Say you know them sibyls of the sistine chapel;
you know the core, seed,        and bite of apple
   do you know that great Magna Mater,
   great mother, mountain planter,

Cybele seven thousand year worshipped,
iron from stars, her magnet, perfect
   cured incorrigible dionysus, raving
   grounded the grove and hearthstone, paving

altars blood worshiped, don't sneer now you mortal;
your fridge full of prophecy, awaiting, a portal;
   styrofoam chapel, all lined with the saints,
   st. bacon, st. whipped cream, st. plastic and paint

   moshing foot grinding the feet grapes undressing
   came first mothers music, mystery, sense blessings

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Mt Tabor Portland Oregon
Jan 2, 2018