solstice

Summer Summit

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Sunpoems

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The day of most light
the summit of summer...
pours gifts
on earth
in silent waves
of the solar drummer

 

saiom shriver

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AestaSolstice LIII

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Seasons In Hell




Upon Aestas Solstice, I ponder the days getting shorter and the onset of Autumn, in the last stride towards Helloween, with macrocosmic manifestations emerging shortly after 4th of July celebrations. I do appreciate the scantily clad maidens and succubi in this season of Hellfire, burning away vestments of perfidy to allow for prideful demonstration, stimulating the Lusts of onlickers. 

Sorath, triumvirate ever-revolving! Amon, The Ram of The Sun, The Moon, The Stars... Black Sun Hellemental.

Evocations pondered of earthen adventures in nature traversing the wilderness, and themed environments created of imagination's fane. Satanimal Beast there runs rampant in carnal rapport possessing what may. Devil Winds course o'er flesh & hill to bring forth the shadows and gloom looming ominous in cumulus formation, a tapestry of Gothic splendor forever cycling throughout all timelessness. 

In Nomine Satanas,

Warlock Draconis Blackthorne
Haunted Noctuary, The Black Earth
21 June, LIII


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Feasts: Outdoor preparations, nocturnal open flame in hellfire pits, roasted foods, diurnal/noctunal salads. Polynesian, Egyptian, middle eastern cuisine.
Total Environment Decor: Polynesian and Egyptian motifs

Author's Notes/Comments: 

When hellfire doth rise to encompass the black earth, salacious contemplation makes way for mutual carnal indulgence. And Satan is pleased.

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Krampus Rising

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Satanalia
As the sun goes down...

The Bells of Hell resound
The Gates are open... tonight
Emerging from the frost, they come

 

Nightmares unleashed
Across the earth, shadows rise
For a season at a time
From Hallow's Evil to Yuletide
In the darkness of the mind

 

Scraping claws
Grinding jaws
Horns arching to the sky
Hissing brimstone, howling winds

Unholy procession
Demonic possession
Bonefire torchlight
Lanterns of The West

 

KRAMPUS RISING
Whips & chains
KRAMPUS RISING
Dragging souls to Hades' flames

Earth quake hooves
Closer... behind... closer... nearer
The hoofbeats of your heart

 

Hypnogogic gaze
Osculation graze
Feasting on the nubile flesh
Trick or treated as you may

 

Red eyes glowing in the night
Filling hearts and minds with fright
Infernal blessing of the birch
Bloodied by the sacrifice

 

Before the dawning
Into the Pit as black as pitch
Leaving The Devil's mark
Forever taken away

 

KRAMPUS RISING
Up from Hell
KRAMPUS RISING
Casts The Spell
KRAMPUS RISING
Hear the bells...

 

 

...Fear the bells.

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Seasons in Hell of The Winter Demons.

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sitting in a box for the summer solstice

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Nature

Why am I not watching the moon,

on this summer solstice night?

I can't figure out why I sit inside,

instead of celebrating its light.

 

In a moment, I'll go check it out.

But it will only be for a minute or two.

For I'll be out there on the concrete.

And that will be uncomfortable.

 

Besides, I'm kinda tired.

I had an eventful day.

And soon I'll need to get some rest.

But I'd rather go out and play.

 

Actually, I'd prefer to be camping.

Sleeping beneath the stars.

Today, I was in the perfect place,

But instead I came home in my car.




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