A life on the edge of stainless steel

The white burning in the threshold
Spinning a circle for a circus lion cross
Being whispered into his ear
A harlequin tear the edge of his smile and a path
The door became a mastering light
To disappear among the words of opening
Too many for an entrance and only one for a step real
Come into those eyes stretching across the faces
To learn the edges of a sight
Is not too hard provided that you don't even want to
The eyes are those of a parent
Will do the things for you
Give food shelter protection perhaps
Feed you on the mind that speaks of fire

Or you'll be raised a child of chill
Its breath frozen held in a flame
Forever burning in the treetops
Dressed in your hair ties by the lips
Let loose of a necklace around a white neck
Belted around the waist vest cherished
Of a life on the edge of a stainless steel

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Symphony For Life

Stars are shinning in your eyes
And I begin to realise
That our path through times unbroken
Do you know what it's like
When a mirror never lies
And the truth remands unspoken
And we dance into the fire
'Cause our spirits take us higher
Do you feel me now
Burning like a flame
If you touch me
I may disappear
Floating through your eyes
How do we resist
The gravity of love
In the symphony of life
There's a place I've never been
Where there's angels gathering
and they talk about the future
When the simple things in life
Can do more to satisfy
Let the wisdom be my teacher
You can have all that you desire
But it may not take you higher
Do you feel me now
Burning like a flame
If you touch me
I may disappear
Floating through your eyes
How do we resist
The gravity of love
In the symphony of life
Symphony of life
Do you feel me now
Burning like a flame
If you touch me
I may disappear
Floating though your eyes
How do we resist
The gravity of love
In my symphony of life
Yeah Yeah

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Take Care, Take Care

Bind up, bind up your dark bright hair
And hide the smouldering sunken fire.
Let it be held no more than fair,
Nor yourself guess how rare, how rare
Its movement, colour and deep fire.

Your eyes they have their consciousness,
Your lips their grave reflective smile,
Your hands their cunning for distress:
Your hair has only beauteousness
And hid flame for its only guile.

That glowing hair on shoulders white
Is pride past sum: take care, take care!
Even to dream of wish'd delight
Too much perturbs the ebb of night--
Bind up, bind up your burning hair!

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On Fire

Tell you where you need to go
Tell you who you need to be
Tell you what you need to know
Tell you when youll need to leave
But everything inside you knows
Says more than what youve heard
So much more than empty conversations
Filled with empty words
Chorus:
And youre on fire
When hes near you
Youre on fire
When he speaks
Youre on fire
Burning at these mysteries
Give me one more time around
Give me one more chance to see
Give me everything you are
Give me one more chance to be... (near you)
Cause everything inside looks like
Everything I hate
You are the hope I have for change
You are the only chance Ill take
Chorus:
When Im on fire
When youre near me
Im on fire
When you speak
And Im on fire
Burning at these mysteries
These mysteries...
Im standing on the edge of me (x3)
Im standing on the edge
Chorus:
And Im on fire
When youre near you
Im on fire
When you speak
(yea) Im on fire
Burning at these mysteries...

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Hearts On Fire

We saw the writings on the wall
When heathens ruled above us all
Tormented, we still heard the call
You come to bring us down
Wield the scepter, steal the crown
Time on the throne is running out
Cause seasons change but we are still the same
Event though the cold winds blow were burning like a flame
Hearts On Fire, Hearts On Fire
Burning, burning with desire
Hearts On Fire, Hearts On Fire
Burning, burning with desire
Hearts On Fire, Hearts On Fire
Burning, burning with desire
Burning for the steel
Hearts On Fire
For years shunned by society
Outcasts, condemned for our beliefs
Our legions grew in secrecy
And now, the time is here
I see the Templars everywhere
The Freedom Call is drawing near
We hold our rebel banners up with pride
The colours crimson and the Hammer is the sign
Hearts On Fire, Hearts On Fire
Burning, burning with desire
Hearts On Fire, Hearts On Fire
Burning, burning with desire
Hearts On Fire, Hearts On Fire
Burning, burning with desire
Burning for the steel
Solo: Stefan
Hearts On Fire, Hearts On Fire
Hearts On Fire, Hearts On Fire
Burning, burning with desire
Hearts On Fire

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At The Edge Of The Edge Of The Edge

AT THE EDGE OF THE EDGE OF THE EDGE

At the edge of the edge of the edge
There is another invisible edge
And this too has an edge and another edge
Edges unending
Beyond our comprehension
Waiting for us to fall down and down-

On the edge of the edge of the edge
I write on
Has the great descent already begun
And am I in the midst of it
As I pretend to go on?

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To Sylvia Plath

You had awaken with a burning flame
trying to keep a small universe in your hands
while you turned your eyes to the almighty Father

with words that are unquenchable on paper
you thought about pain, exhaustion.
You had awaken with a burning flame,

to people that did not regard your words
you wanted to give life with all its blemishes,
while you turned your eyes to the almighty Father

until you could not go on anymore
when your courage, your life force started to diminish.
You had awaken with a burning flame,

where you tried to set the fire ablaze again
with nothing further to hold on to
while you turned your eyes to the almighty Father,

you turned your hands to your own life
and it was gone, had vaporise like dew;
you had awaken with a burning flame
while you turned your eyes to the almighty Father.

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Smoking

Burning desires,
Burning face,
Burning eyes,
Burning lungs,
Burning heart,
Burning existence,
Burning world,
Everything is burning and burning.
Fire can never soothe a burning mind,
It will burn more and more
And reduce to ashes
Thy wishes,
Thy ambitions,
Thy vivacity,
And even thy life
Thy ruin is imminent.

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There's a fire burning in my eyes

Even the impossible can be done
because i believe it can
the toughest challenge can be won
because i am a fighting man
...there's a fire burning in my eyes,
because i'm after the prize.

Anything far-fetched can be achieved
yes, it can be done
because in truth i believe
that i am the right one
but thats no surprize,
cause' there's a fire burning in my eyes.

Anything unlikely can be overcome
in an hour of darkness
even though there exists some
who think the situation is hopeless
but my spirit never dies,
because there's a fire burning in my eyes.

My heart is ablaze
with the flame of triumph
my soul alight
with this fire of success
an eternal inferno
rages wthin me
and when you peer into my eyes
then you will see
the fire burninig within.

...The fire burning within my eyes.

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Lost Forever

All your life youre bin slipping and sliding
Trying to find a way
Sun wont shine but now its your time to pay
Theres no turning back as you look
The hangman in the eye
Now hells just your death away
Its too late to say you care
When theres evil in your stare
You say youre not to blame
In your head voices mocking
Every prayer
Remember the face you saw
That once was you
Spirit high theres no way that
You could lose
Give him rope they said
As you look the hangman in
The eye
Now around your neck you feel
The noose
In your head voices mocking
Every prayer
Now youre lost forever
Im burning with fire its time to
Leave or get out
Im burning in fire I cant take
No more so get out
Im burning with fire the wheels of
Steel will grind you
Burning in fire this time
Youre lost forever
Lost forever!
Theres an evil in your stare
Lost forever!
And hells just a breath away
Youre lost forever
And theres no way out you burn
With fire its time to get out
Get out, get out
And theres no way out
Lost forever

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Romance Of A Budding Flower

ROMANCE OF A BUDDING FLOWER
Melvin Banggollay

You look me in the eye
with passion full of fire
As I look at your eyes
with a burning desire.

then you hold my face
as I remove your necklace
with my gentle tender lips
while you sway your hips.

You kiss me a long while
with your lip's burning fire
that really made me smile
for your going more than mile.

You pull me in your bed
with our lips still weld
then you undress me
with your hands all over me.

Ahhh ohhh you begun to sigh
As I begun to make you high
while my finger lurks deeply
in the temple of your beauty.

then I descent my burning kiss
from your neck back to your lips
while I cling to your verdant breast
with my palm swimming unrest.

then I slowly go down deeper
while I am removing your zipper
then I pull down your pants
to uncover what I really want.

With my burning desire on fire
I licked and sip with my lips
the nectar of your mystic desire
flowing wet and wild as I sip.

then you push me back to lie
in your bed so soft with smile
then with a big leap you ride
dancing over me so wild.

Faster and faster you sway
your hips with waving harmony
as your eyes turns as you see
orgasm full of joyful ecstasy.

But for me, well, don't bother
to know how I felt that day....

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Marks of Sin

You waited for Fay
by the entrance
of the outdoor
swimming pool

in Bedlam Park
the Saturday afternoon sun
still strong
the voices and screams

of the kids in the pool
coming through
the high hedge
that surrounded all

around except where
the entrance was
with its turnstiles
and changing rooms

and wire boxes
where kids
kept their clothes
Pete Badham and his cronies

had gone by and in
a few minutes before
giving you the hard stare
which you returned

with equal share
you wondered if Fay's father
had stopped her going
finding some passage

in the Bible that he claimed
made it a sin
or maybe she had been kept in
for some misdemeanour

but then you saw her
coming through the park
in a blue dress
with a white towel

wrapped under an arm
thought you might not come
you said as she came
to the entrance

Mum let me come
after Daddy'd gone
off to work
she said

she opened a hand
to show the coins
held there
her eyes you noticed

were red
as if she'd been crying
glad you're here
you said

me too
she replied
and you both went in
each to the separate areas

for boys and girls
once you had changed
and put your clothes
in the wire box

you went out
to the pool
and dived in
the cool water

and waited for Fay
to come in
Dave Walker was there
at the deep end

keeping an eye
on Badham and his cronies
giving you the thumbs up
when Fay came out

she stood hesitant
on the edge
of the pool
dressed in her black

swimming costume
come on in
you called and waved
she climbed down

into the water
and swam towards you
her fair hair
darkened by the water

her legs flapping
behind her
as she swam
her hands pushing through

the water's skin
as she came to you
she put her arms
around your neck

her damp face
close to yours
you put your arms
around her waist

and she winced
and you let go
what's up?
you asked

nothing
she said
just a bruise
and she swam off

to the edge of the pool
and you followed her
and she pulled herself
onto the edge

and sat there
looking out
at the other kids swimming
you heaved yourself

onto the edge of the pool
beside her
she looked away
towards the high hedge

and you noticed
thin red marks
on her thigh
what's that?

you asked
pointing to her thigh
sign I have sinned
she whispered

Daddy said
to show the flesh
is a sin
and wouldn't let me come

and I answered him back
and he made the mark of
me having sinned
she stared at you

and touched your hand
say nothing to anyone
she said
promise?

ok
you said
let's go swim
she said

and dived in again
you seeing
the red marks
and sensing the pain.

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Hard Eyes

hard eyes stare into the night...
hard eyes with calloused gentle hands.
hard eyes that have listened and seen.
hard eyes that have touched.
hard eyes that have fought
battles that couldnt be won...
hard eyes that have shared
the suffering of others....
hard eyes that have known beauty and loss...
hard eyes that make choices that are not easy.
hard eyes that have been betrayed,
hard eyes that have loved...
hard eyes that cross the threshold...
hard eyes of the sword and cross.
hard eyes that look into the soul,
and sometimes even smile.

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Oh you gatherer

Oh you gatherer
      of the fine ash of poetry
            ash of the too-white flame
                  of poetry

Consider those who have burned before you
            in the so-white fire

Crucible of Keats and Campana
            Bruno and Sappho
                  Rimbaud and Poe and Corso
      And Shelley burning on the beach
                   at Viarreggio

And now in the night
      in the general conflagration
            the white light
                  still consuming us
      small clowns
            with our little tapers
            held to the flame

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On The Edge Of The Edge Of The Edge

ON THE EDGE OF THE EDGE OF THE EDGE

On the edge of the edge of the edge
There is nowhere to go-
Home is lost,
And all the distances have broken down-
One cannot move
One can only fear-

On the edge of the edge of the edge
Falling is fear-
And holding one’s ground
One step at a time
Is a small miracle
One is not sure
One can make alone.

On the edge of the edge of the edge-

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The Edge

I was blowing in the wind
And I can see the sun setting on the hill
Its almost gone and then hills are greener than Ive ever seen
And this feels too real to me
Just to know the change
Now dont let me leave this moment
Hold me in this place
Where everything is clearer than of all before
And everything makes sense
When you say
Stand on the edge
And dont be afraid to fall
Take a breath and tell me what you see
And you say
Stand on the edge
And dont be afraid to fall
Take a breathe and tell me what you see
As we sat down by the water
In my mind I felt a gentle breeze blew soft against my face
And we talked for hours
It didnt seem to matter what about
As long as I was there with you
Yeah and show me why
It is to believe in something greater than I cant understand
And show me why it is to believe
When you say
Stand on the edge
And dont be afraid to fall
Take a breath and tell me what you see
And you say
Stand on the edge of tomorrow
Dont close your eyes
Take a look around you
Tell me what you see
Tell me what you see
Tell me what you see
And you say stand on the edge
And dont be afraid to fall
Take a breath and tell me what you see
And you say
Stand on the edge and dont be afraid to fall
Take a breath and tell me what you see
Tell me what you see
Tell me what you see
When you say
Stand on the edge and dont be afraid to fall
Take a breath and tell me what you see
And you say stand on the edge of tomorrow
Dont close your eyes
Take a look around you, tell me what you see
Tell me what you see

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At the Stage Door

Kicking my heels in the street,
Here at the edge of the pavement I wait for you, sweet,
Here in the crowd, the blent noises, blurred lights, of the street.

Under the archway sheer,
Sudden and black as a hole in the placarded wall,
Faces flicker and veer,
Wavering out of the darkness into the light,
Wavering back into night;
Under the archway, suddenly seen, the curls
And thin, bright faces of girls,
Roving eyes, and smiling lips, and the glance
Seeking, finding perchance,
Here at the edge of the pavement, there by the wall,
One face, out of them all.

Steadily, face after face,
Cheeks with the blush of the paint yet lingering, eyes
Still with their circle of black ...
But hers, but hers?
Rose-leaf cheeks, and flower-soft lips, and the grace
Of the vanishing Spring come back,
And a child's heart blithe in the sudden and sweet surprise,
Subtly expectant, that stirs
In the smile of her heart to my heart, of her eyes to my eyes

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Aleister Crowley

Ut

[Dedicated to Allan Bennett]


I

Hail to the golden One
Seen in the midmost Sun !
Hail to the golden beard and golden lips,
His whole lige golden to the finger-tips !
Hail to the golden hair in golden showers
Hiding the eyes like blue blue lotus-flowers !
His name is Ut, for He
Hath risen above all things that be.

II

Ardent and white, the Lord
Whirls forth a strident sword.
Its blade is broader than the great World-Ash ;
Its edge is keener than the lightning flash.
Brighter than all the lights of heaven, it whirls
Out in a chaos of creative curls
And sheathes itself in Me,
Arisen above all things that be.

III
Even as the burning tongue
Og God to God that clung
Dissolved his being to a nameless naught,
Brake all the wings and waves of time and thought,
So in the quivering flame that hurled
Its founts of life to the remotest world
Supreme stood Death, and sware
Destruction to all things that were !

IV

Child, father, warrior,
I worshipped thee before ;
Friend, bridegroom, now I yield me to the rod.
My God, and very God of very God
As breath, as death, as all, as naught, unknown,
Known, is there not an end, when one alone
Stand I, and thou, and He
Arisen above all things that be?

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Fire Ferocious

Fire! Fire! Ferocious fire!
You restless wall of flame.
Fire! Fire! Roaring higher!
Your fury to never tame.

You show no mercy – no regard:
A writhing army uncontrolled.
At least you don’t discriminate,
Selecting to exterminate:
All dealt with equal pain untold.

Fire! Fire! Ferocious fire!
You restless wall of flame.
Fire! Fire! Roaring higher!
Your fury to never tame.

In time of drought you run amok –
An open chimney of the land.
Prefer to scorch than suffocate:
In blinding zeal, incinerate
To blackened vista now unmanned.

Fire! Fire! Ferocious fire!
You restless wall of flame.
Fire! Fire! Roaring higher!
Your fury to never tame.

Destruction be your only goal
For you to vent your jealous wrath
On gentle life with caring soul
And human victims to console:
As you are none, but psychopath.

Fire! Fire! Ferocious fire!
You restless wall of flame.
Fire! Fire! Roaring higher!
Your fury to never tame.

So there it is – you are but flame:
Reacting gases to adorn –
With orange flicks of flailing arms,
You’re flaunting your demonic charms!
Now leave us for bereaved to mourn.

Fire! Fire! Ferocious fire!
You restless wall of flame.
Fire! Fire! Roaring higher!
Your fury to never tame.

So many lives to claim.


Copyright © Mark Raymond Slaughter 2009



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On The Edge Of My Old Age

ON THE EDGE OF MY OLD AGE


On the edge of my old age
A strange calm comes to me
I have done what I have done
Whatever it be.

On the edge of my old age
Anger is my soul
I have not climbed the mountain
And now I’m far too old.

On the edge of my old age
I still wait to see
What will become
Of all I dreamed.

On the edge of my old age
Joy in my life
I have written for years
And still love to write

On the edge of my old age
Still striving to be
I must strive with more courage
No matter what be

On the edge of my old age
The omnipresent fear
A pained burden forever
A mind unclear.

On the edge of my old age
Enjoying my little life
Praying for grandchildren
For my children and wife.

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Open Casket Affinity

The fire he sees
Is brighter than any other he's seen before
It's brilliant and bright and it burns deep and red and all at once he's in love.

It's only then he sees the girl it belongs to.

And then he reaches out;
His fingers dance over the flames;
But
The fire dulls and so does she

And she
Was nothing like the grim expression she wore;
She was life itself.
She was living, breathing, brilliant life
It was just a shame that she was no longer living.

But she breathed
She breathed and spoke and walked and slept
And she looked at him
Both with those lovely green eyes
And
With her fire burning behind her
And
Still
She did not live.

But she kissed him
And her kisses ached
The burning intensity which she gave them with
The fire both in her hair and in her kisses reminded him that she was burning
She was a flame
His flame
But in the same sense she was cold and not here and not so much broken as nothing at all.

Each time he saw her
He felt he was seeing a ghost

The ghost burned a dull flame

The fire's final whispers were like a sad sonnet to him;
This dead girl he loved was its ashes
After a slow path of destruction and recklessness
She lay in its wake
The ashes were the distance in her eyes;
The smoke her lies that slip her tongue unnoticed.

He felt he was staring straight in to a coffin
Her open casket;
And he was in love
With the flames
Sometimes forgetting the girl they belonged to.

The way she looks at him;
Wordless
She tells him
Let me go
And love me
Please
Love
Me

But then she's dancing all at once
And hardly moving at all
But the fire is burning
It's burning again and all at once she's both alive and living again;
And he see's the love in her eyes and all at once he understands

The city

She's gone


And she is in love.

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