About The Blog

Arthor Journer is my pen name.
"Arthor" comprises "art" + "Author" while "Journer" defines the journey that I was on and continue to travel.
In this blog is the emotional byproduct of this journey.

"Rites of Art" is the title because it is my "writes" of passage.

Saturday, January 19, 2008

In the Company of Whispers and Vespers

Whispers fade into the darkness of night
Their words are sharp and far from innocent
Their echoes bait for those with souls to bite
Vespers that offer borders to fill or vent
The breeze swells and the sky makes no noise
Our breath expands and fills atmospheres
Hours pass yet there are no paths to propose
Though the light reveals our fears
Cycle of the earth cause our thoughts to roam
Seas bring waves carrying phrases from miles away
The emotions lost and cannot find a place to call home
Sickles though too far to cut weeds that choke our day
The roots of yesterday’s dreams feed fierce foes
For our love has no fertile soil to give
Four directions our love swiftly flows
Though each has lost the will to live
Whispers reverberate against the walls we constructed
Here where our love innocently began
Here the vile songs that remains unobstructed
Vespers that condemn and don’t dissipate but remain

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