Demented Confessions 6 – Owl Song

Owl Song

I fill the night with prophecies.

Do you hear her in my cry,

the oracle?

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My nest is filled with tiny bones and skulls

and I will read your secret name in them

if you ask me for a song

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and bring me sacrifice.

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Art and Poem by Clinock.

Owl Song. 8″ x 8″ (20.32 x 20.32 cm). Mixed media relief in cradled panel.

fāz/Oracle in Love

the Oracle and the Alchemist

She predicted the Alchemist would come, even before she was given the Sight.

Afterwards she could not be certain if it was all a dream, a vision, another foretelling, or simply a subtle shifting of the clouds of prophesy in which she lived.

And so she continued to do what she had always done although now her seeing was a hair out of focus, her balance was a shade off center,

and when she laughed

she laughed trees into blossom.

 

Oracle in Love. 18×14″. Acrylic on paper on panel.

Painting and text by clinock.