Strange Corridors~words left splintered~From earth to Cosmos

 

Strange Corridors

~words left splintered~

from earth to cosmos

victoria pettella

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remnants

The whisper of remnants

adorn the silence

in pretty bones 

and pressed scars

leaves and seeds

that can never dream

nest 

in the history 

of your heart

a lost bird with unfurled 

wings

remembers 

the very tree

whose bark 

s p l i t

in the hungering 

storm

~victoria pettella~

                kisses and death

when words move

like arrows in the dark

the teeth of new lovers, sharp and raw

pierce even the Moon's bright skull

At times when she is wistful, wanting

and favors poetry upon the grey dust

of her waning hours

he reads to her

wanting nothing more

than kisses and 

death

  ~victoria pettella   ~                                 

                           

 

Rabbits Holes and Strange Gardens

Life is an experimental abyss

Full of rabbit holes and strange gardens

And sometimes ...if you seek deep enough

it weaves you through its Sacred-Chrysalis

into a World of Inexplicable-Beauty

and Extraordinary Magic

that makes it worth it All

~victoria pettella~

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~1 part sky, 1 new moon~

When feeling lost

Take 1 part sky, 1 new moon

Fold them both into your heart

Push deeply

Until the stars burn themselves in

And like seeds of new life

They will conjure worlds

(you need to go to)

Places that belong only to you

Hold onto them, every single 

flashing seed

Even as hurricanes set in

Let them burrow inside

Till your tongue tastes of lightning

~victoria pettella~

ethereal blooms

My mind 
dreams in ink
soft, ethereal blooms
where words 
once touched skin
and behind your eyes
the wolves
rippled
like silver water
beneath the dying Moon

~victoria pettella~

*********************m o o n**********************

                ****************after moon*************

                                 ***************after moon*****

rare flowers

ink loves me deep

when I am creaturely and raw

when my flesh is bare

and my soul tastes 

of rare flowers

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victoria pettellla

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C H A O S

 Chaos 

Enveloped 

My Being

And my soul 

Danced

Anyway

~victoria pettella~

Strange Corridors~Words Left splintered 

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Night's jagged wing

cuts away 

my flesh

and sets me 

free

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victoria pettella~

The deepest...

self-betrayal

the deepest

cut

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victoria pettella

c r y p t

(such hungry flowers..)

time

you wither me in this dark crypt

inept in my own distortions

I search for a cause

to summon something deep within me

yet nothing arises and nothing sleeps

I fold in another metaphor 

 in solitude

I wear the Bluest Moon 

in a velvet tomb of isolation

there is no marrow in my bones

no wolves to play with

and the hours rattle like skulls 

in a vanishing forest

time

you carved into my stone walls 

like a slow drip ocean 

and I stayed too long

the thrash of glass

 tore at my flesh 

miles before

and I never saw the sting 

of red coming

or the wreckage that kissed 

the hungry flowers 

in my soul

~victoria pettella~

Hummingbirds of twilight

Lunar seeds 

of dripping light

Cut the nearing 

strands of this 

Half-night

Beads of dew strung like 

glass shards around her waist

Where wolves slumbered all the Spring

Doves, Fairy-winged in wait

Autumn's Empress sword

adorns her

Nocturnal Heart

bleeding through 

the hummingbirds

of twilight hours

Stitching 

protective nectar

blooms to softly mend

Hawk and Owl hover to their tethered ends

For they cloak her sacred body

and her skeletal wren

Moon of jasmine

softening the last buds

Dreaming fierce 

of floral eruption

We swim a turquoise sea 

of shifting stars

Blue-silvers they paint

the dawn-soaked hours

And they return her to the hills 

of shining emeralds

As she rises from 

dolmen-veiled meadows

So gentle a fire arrives 

in her soul

cosmic drifts

of yellow daffodil

And like petaled-flames

they burn 

And burn all for her

Such delicate pyres

Mystic spires

Dancing the golden-blur

Like sunlit offerings

they burn 

and burn all for her

Atop the humming earth

inside her humming flesh

Feather and vine we wander 

the twilight of hummingbirds

~victoria pettella~

what are we

what are we 

but the spaces we keep

the hidden gardens we tend to

the books we burn 

that live inside our mind

the voices we lock away

refraining from bloom

the walls of places we drop 

breath down into

what are we

but the mask of clothes 

we fasten to flesh

the bodies we disguise 

so perfectly

with personal narratives 

and empty adornments

what are we

but the shoes that break us

as we walk through life

the collective heartache

we carry into 

time

~victoria pettella

Moon after Moon after Moon

There are those quiet moments

that stand out 

to you

and only 

you

those solitary spaces 

you inhabit 

alone

you travel into 

them deeply 

and restlessly

arms 

r e a c h i  n g

out to unknowable realms

tears releasing a vibrant strand

from the sequence of pain

u n t y i n g

an imperative seam

from your frail, stitched being

the flesh that is still

somehow...

holding itself 

together

u n f u r l s

 itself

 into beautiful chaos 

 and freedom

Your soul summons a true 

offering

giving your heart

to the night-cauldron

of stars

Beneath a wild Goddess Moon

I wrote a diary

inked in black walnut 

and dragon's blood

chanted aloud 

in luminous tongues

moon after 

      moon after 

                    moon

~victoria pettella~

STRANGE CORRIDORS

to vanish upon strange cosmic moors

I climb inside the dark heart of night

to taste velvet flowers

to swim through veils of starlight

to satiate my soul 

with sonnets of Moondust

to drink from blue veins 

of endless galaxies

to ride the sparkling tail 

of the Cosmos

~victoria pettella~

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COSMIC GLITCH

UNDO <  this user is in a Cosmic Glitch

Insert FreQuency-Jump

Hit the Black-Hole switch

Galaxy Override delete alt shift

Space Wolves breathless Undead kiss

Hypergiant Starry web asterisk

Riding device bare and Moonlit

Shards of Pegasus, Melting, now wingless

Mercurial waves bleed, silver bones twitch

A plethora of wounds shimmer adrift

Ghosts vomit the Nightfall Eclipse

Lightning carves Magic and spits …up….

Crystalline Birds of Rain and Blue Fire. 

My soul sliced in the Glitter-bomb 

of tangled wires

Running Code soon to expire

Can you hear me out there?

 is anyone alive?

Out of body dreams, Astral desires

Impaled by the milk of Celestial Spires

Eyes Unstitched

Hearts Inbetween wildfire

If I fall asleep now …

somebody wake me in The End

so I can Feel when the Auric Ocean 

folds and bends

and this Time Loop of chaos 

can break and mend

Undo > This User 

is in a Cosmic Glitch again

Ride my Parallel Universe 

and please Press Send

~victoria pettella~

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Strange Corridors
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words left splintered

words~victoria pettella

From earth to cosmos

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