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Wednesday, June 25, 2025

Agony Of Silent Hope

Agony Of Silent Hope
© Surazeus
2025 06 25

The woman stands in bright circle of light, 
pulling the universe into her heart 
with brutal smile of arrogant respect 
that rearranges all my memories 
so she is center of dramatic life 
in which I play assistant to her truth. 

I long to inhabit body of flesh 
and savor pleasures of life on this Earth, 
soul curved with agony of silent hope 
so I swell huge beyond frame of my skull 
till I remember life of every soul 
who evolve millions of years into me. 

On laughter of our hearts bound with red thread 
we pirouette over chasm of trust, 
hearts bloated with hot breath of eager faith 
as we embrace with passion to transform 
immortal soul of genes from fish to god, 
then kiss and feed each other juicy fruit. 

Despite how long I fall from empty skies, 
with bones unbuckled from my naked mind, 
I fill the present with dreams of the past 
we share as tangled roots of hungry trees 
while crawling desperately on river shore 
to find sweet mushroom of eternal life. 

The blue dragon fly of our pulsing hearts, 
that unites our souls in marriage of love, 
flits around our faces in summer heat 
as we wade slowly in algae-thick stream 
to catch fish and turtles with eager hands, 
then roast meat over moon-red flames of faith. 

Soft amber glow of innocent desire, 
that lights our faces with ethereal glow, 
reminds our bodies we pulse hot with blood 
as we swim slowly with the river flow, 
then rise together from electric mud 
and laugh with muffled climax at despair. 

While sucking honeysuckle blooms of joy, 
to soothe sharp pain of fragile tree-limb bones, 
we cuddle among goldenrods of fate 
in silver breeze that bears on outstretched wings 
sly chestnut-backed chickadee with black eyes 
who gives us names we cherish with each kiss. 

Your long black hair of delicate concern 
swirls round your face in gusts of ocean wind 
as we trudge wide mudflats of honesty 
to gather clams we roast on crackling flames, 
then sing together in wild harmony 
as we embrace under vast galaxies. 



1 comment:

  1. Orpheus and Ophelia roast clams in ocean cave around glowing fire that attracts wandering tribe of hungry people who kneel to worship the goddess with silver eyes when she gives them food.

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