The Price by Caroline Tiss

The Price

by Caroline Tiss

How is the taste?

The poison on your lips so sweet,

If the truth is subjective - which it is in the most divine sense,

How can you thrash through the thicket of branches that is the heart of Sophia with wreck less hands and no consequences in your heart?

The reasoning is because in your futile spirit there is no question whether or not you have the right to hurt,

There is not a silver thread of questioning yourself as to why you run ramped with malice,

Why should you not question?

Why should you not ask where you have cut the vein or how much it cost?

Do not lie to me.

Has Saturn taught you nothing?

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Deceit poem by Caroline Tiss

Deceit To claim that you "cannot deny" is false. People can deny anything they want, and they continue to. You could deny yourself into an absolute and utter lie, You deny yourself into deceit and I will not be there to catch you if you fall, A wolf in sheep's clothing is much worse than no wolf at all.

Witch's World by Caroline Tiss

Witch's World I gaze into glass, like a ship on a misty night Let me dance on drops of morning dew one balmy day in June, I love the romance of it all, I am the crashing of thunder, I am the quaking of the earth as stampedes of stallions run by Ireland's horizon, I believe, I hope, I dream I am the lonely London fog, I am quiet in the twilight. The day has just begun. Aurora, Aurora, Aurora, my love.

Venusian Myths - Caroline Tiss

Venusian Myths Beauty is not true, Beauty is not definable, To be aware of symmetry and color is all that you need, You can bejewel the night sky as Nyx has done, and the sight is astonishing, As long as the sun and moon shall endure in perfect peace and harmony, So shall the world reflect the sentiments of tranquility, Beauty is in the wild unknown.

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