poetry

rollingsrollings unknownPosts: 6,702
edited December 2016 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
if I'm a pagan of the good times
my lover's the sunlight
to keep the goddess on my side
she demands a sacrifice
drain the whole sea
get something shiny
something meaty for the main course
that's a fine looking high horse
what you got in the stable?
we've a lot of starving faithful
that looks tasty
that looks plenty
this is hungry work


...

no masters or kings when the ritual begins
there is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
in the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
only then I am human
only then I am clean


--hozier, take me to church
A horse once heard Stone Gossard playing guitar on the other side of a wall. And that, my friends, is where giraffes came from.

Comments

  • HolyFuck! That is Fantastic!! THANK YOU!
  • hedonisthedonist standing on the edge of foreverPosts: 18,362
    Wowza. Agreed with the other talented writer above me.

    This is just what I needed.

    Thank you from me as well.
  • rollingsrollings unknownPosts: 6,702
    bonus material

    A horse once heard Stone Gossard playing guitar on the other side of a wall. And that, my friends, is where giraffes came from.
  • rollingsrollings unknownPosts: 6,702
    edited December 2016
    wowza :skull: : )

    (wowza is my favorite word)
    A horse once heard Stone Gossard playing guitar on the other side of a wall. And that, my friends, is where giraffes came from.
  • snl video blocked in canada...but watched the official video...wowza!! put a whole new spin on the poetry...thanks again for the lead into deeper appreciation of all things poetry
  • rollings said:

    if I'm a pagan of the good times
    my lover's the sunlight
    to keep the goddess on my side
    she demands a sacrifice
    drain the whole sea
    get something shiny
    something meaty for the main course
    that's a fine looking high horse
    what you got in the stable?
    we've a lot of starving faithful
    that looks tasty
    that looks plenty
    this is hungry work


    ...

    no masters or kings when the ritual begins
    there is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
    in the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
    only then I am human
    only then I am clean


    --hozier, take me to church

    this is something very special I'm speechless, fine writing and a wonderful imagination.

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