~poems for invisible creatures~

victoria pettella

The Bluest Flame

Wild

my bones 

could not feel death

the rain in my skull 

wore the bruise 

of lonely flowers

Alone

near the strange 

mossy hollow

the rabbit fell away 

like mist

and I was no longer lost

For the endless 

glimmering thread

split itself 

upon the bluest flame

and I was free

~victoria pettella~

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I am 

a strange creature

in love

with my own hauntings

~victoria pettella~

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It is the scar of Dawn 

that lingers Upon 

the Dragon's stolen-Breath

The skull of lone-Bird

in regal-sunset

The darkling-Oak 

to the wild Fairy-heart

The Bard of solace to the dying Lark

It is the splintered Star

Upon Night's

jagged -tongue

the Lost-Meadowhawk

stitching

her way

back to the

Sun

And when the lamp-light Heart 

becomes a looming-Sky

full of hurricane-birds 

and haunted-Song

the Coyote-Willow bleeds down fast

into the feral-dust of Invisible Arms

For Autumn sends her Bonfire-ghosts

into the vanishing welts of Dawn

to kiss vaporous-Wings 

of fractured birds 

Now faded, wistful 

And gone

~victoria pettella~

She fell into the arms
of the dying forest
and gave all of her flesh
to the wilds
of earth

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In the deeps 

of the Eternal

Silver ravens plucked stars 

from my soul

Spiders made graves of lace 

in my skull

Fireflies danced their light

into my bones

and Autumn's grimoire 

set itself on fire

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victoria pettella

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In Winter sings

a silent bird

that only those near death

can hear

~victoria pettella~

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INVISIBLE CREATURES..

Veins of Emerald-Armour

The Trees 

pour their Emerald-Armour

into my veins

Forest-Marrow fills my bones

My dreaming-flesh

wears the Floral-Shield of Faery

My heart long dead

in the bark

~victoria pettella~

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To All Things Otherworldly and Beautiful...Destroy me

I would rather take the risk

of being destroyed

by something

otherworldly and beautiful

than to keep living

in an empty tomb

with nothing extraordinary

to weep for

~victoria pettella~

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Lay with me beneath

the sharpened husk

of the Moon

Braid my raven-hair

with blue stars and sapphires

Sing me your dark Autumn-song

Let me belong only to you

and make a sinewed grave of magic

for our flesh to sigh and dream 

forevermore

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poems for...Invisible Creatures

So hauntful-glows 

my Faerie-torn heart

wounds -Upon-tide 

and Worlds they-meld

All in the Moonlit-dark

Searing, jagged-waves burn

Across the Vampyric-clock 

Skeleton-keys lost 

in the hungering-Winds

To the Enchantress hidden-Nigh

fernseed-dried and crystals buried 

in the Forest-Tomb

The Red-fox gathers 

Round the Elm-tree-Eye

and the rain-kissed Roots

where lullabies of Dark 

weep in the Earth

where the sad-Witch-lass 

burned and burned

And her Heart-lay

beneath the Emerald-mound

armoured in metal 

encased in a locked-box

with lost-poems, the Darkest-stars 

and such Lonely-torn-moths

~victoria pettella

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 We are Blue Wildfire

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I have been wearing

the Lost-Stars

Feeding from death

Swimming in Fire and Ashes

Seeding my wounds

in the-Evermore

of unanswered-dreams

Searching the drifting

galaxies

Someone send me a sign

I have been dying

for years

Someone send me a sign

I have been alive 

on the Other-side

of the Universe....

Waiting to merge

explode, bend into light

Waiting to find you

A haunting-Plethora

of nothingness

still carries the Light 

from your

sleeping-Heart

I wear your Starlight

and your Sword

Stitched to the Cosmos

last-lingering-Veins

Hoping you will find me

inside the Breath

Of this Lonely-dream

~victoria pettella~

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No longer impermeable 
Light glimmers from the veil of the Moon 
She has come to taste and free my wounds 
Cosmic Ghosts soak me in Auric Bloom… 
For I am no longer caged in dreams 
No longer a dormant seed 
No longer impermeable
My soul in transit
Now winged and free

~victoria pettella~

All poetry~Victoria Pettella

poems for invisible creatures

POEMS

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INVISIBLE

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