Beginning Of The New Life © Surazeus 2025 11 17 Another beginning of the new life leaves me stranded on dark Plutonian shore so I count stars that fall into the sea to shape new puzzle from lost memories when I arrange them to resemble face that always watches me from the bright sky. Each word that emerges from fallen stars reveals new aspect of the universe I never saw before in shadowed woods that their sharp edges cut my tender hand so blood sparks seeds to bloom in pretty flowers that call my name in startled breeze of truth. Aware of ill things my quick hands have done that cause harm through motive of silent shame, I run toward thunder of surf on sharp rocks to dance with carefree horror on the grave where faceless critic howls with bitter love when I exercise virtue of contempt. Askance at falling star of restless fear, I face dark shadow of my sympathy to ponder sudden miracle of hope when I leap free from falling tree of wrath which proves I understand dim twilight rain exposing alphabets of silent pain. Disintegrating rainbow of complaint spurs sharp metallic taste of arrogance when I throw silver stone of random thought in burbling brook where frogs sprout angel wings which tricks me to attend their special needs while I share orange slices with lonely crows. If I should turret rationality with hoisted sails of corporate desire, my nimble soul could crawl from broken tomb to claim enravished grace of vital facts contained in tattered volume of fake lore extending warm breath of my beating heart. Soft petals of white lilies scrawl my brain with foul intention of chemical lust to prove sweet beauty blooms from turbid muck transforming sorrow to unspoken joy since stark solitude reeks of sensual trust for future versions of my laughing ghost. Tucked between safe rocks of nevermore, I weave taut sentences of endless dream with seed machine of dishonest respect for messes patterned into miracles despite unfinished quest of treasured truths that urges me to start another life.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
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Monday, November 17, 2025
Beginning Of The New Life
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Orpheus journeys to a distant land where he starts a new life mapping scattered puzzles of broken hearts.
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