I've Moved!

Hello wayward traveler - I thank you for visiting my blog.

I have recently moved to Wordpress, so I'll be slowly phasing my 'Blogger' blog out. If you've enjoyed my work and would like to keep seeing it, please go to simonaustinpoetry.wordpress.com and you can continue following me and my poetry.

I look forward to seeing you there :)

Simon.

I've Moved!

Hello wayward traveler - I thank you for visiting my blog.

I have recently moved to Wordpress, so I'll be slowly phasing my 'Blogger' blog out. If you've enjoyed my work and would like to keep seeing it, please go to simonaustinpoetry.wordpress.com and you can continue following me and my poetry.

I look forward to seeing you there :)

Simon.

Wednesday 28 September 2011

Punishment

Caliginous cage at the ends of the earth,
Undignified prisoner of unnatural birth.
Beset by insanity; skinless and raw,
Cankered, decrepit and burnt to the core.
Bloodied and battered, left there to die,
Hidden in shadows, absent of sky.
Tortured and tattered; blinded and deaf,
Screaming in agony, longing for death.

Chained to the walls in a bottomless well,
Enraptured by demons… shackled to hell.

Copyright © 2011 by Simon Austin 


Tuesday 27 September 2011

Fickle Fire

Burning brightly, fickle fire,
Gift of heaven, man’s desire,
Boil the ocean, all admire,
Songs in honour, demon choir,
Brightly fickle, burning fire,
Born of heaven's dark desire.

Flicker fire, fickle flame,
Out of power, out of pain,
Born so quickly, lost the same,
Move the earth through darker plain,
Fickle fire, flicker flame,
Lost before the pouring rain.

Flaming fire, brightly burning,
Boiling under planet, turning,
Hide the stars, the fate unnerving,
Warm the man, still undeserving,
Brightly flaming, fire burning,
Death in darkness, light in learning.

Flicker fire, burning fickle,
Deliquesce the ferronickel,
Freezed to forge the reapers sickle,
Cut to fever, blood in prickle,
Burning flicker, fire fickle,
Through deaths finger, lightly trickle.

Fickle fire, burning brightly,
Roaring flame from ember slightly,
Kiss the moth; consume the mighty,
Birth the dawn from ever nightly,
Fickle burning, fire brightly,
Praised on earth but cursed, almighty.

Copyright © 2011 by Simon Austin