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    dots Submission Name: incantation of a bard at sunsetdots

    Author: Shadowstar13
    Elite Ratio:    4.73 - 191/191/129
    Words: 235
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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       Agathokakological. One of my favorite words. It means made up of both good and evil. It has such an awesome Greek sound to it as well. You can hear the saint's name, Agatha, and then cackle (kako) which is, of course, normally associated with evil.

    I'm analyzing it too much again.

    These words are flowing into my head as fast as I can type. Jesus Christ, I have no idea what I'm saying here.

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    dotsincantation of a bard at sunsetdots

    Evidence of my logolepsy
    mixed & splashed with a bit of bats
    straight from a belfry of dysology

    or so they tell me
    but the tarriless harridan tango
    of ogham-descendants
    is euphony

    hidden in a bosky in the land of the She
    is a clocktale crow of silver filigree
    hear the raptors; here, they scree
    but the screed's cacaphony
    passes uncensored through you
    and the scree
    runs through veins like fire
    let it fly, uncensured, uncensored
    this is how it was meant to be

    ah, yes, kings, arise to battle

    ah, yes, rogues, arise to war

    ah, mayhem makers, rise tonight

    in Tannis
    in Egypt
    there lies a tomb of the wild
    and a classical beauty lies beneath
    the desert sands
    a thousand reaching hands
    still alive, unpetrified
    up from the dunes and down from the sky
    clamoring for a glance of a long-deserted desert eye

    speak to me, Cleopatra!

    desert dweller

    hagiarchy of minor crones
    crowns, scorned-sinners reborn!
    whip cast, whiplashed, stand before Britons unabashed
    foxglove hate and forbidden fate

    Boudica blessed, come to me!

    incantation of minor recreation
    majora arcanora, here we renounce the inner satan


    Breaking peacocks still leaves behind the feathers

    Gods, queens, and heathens have one thing alike
    they are all each other till you view them without light

    Submitted on 2010-05-25 20:32:38     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Yet again your genius amazes me. Have you ever thought of doing a poetry battle? I'm not speaking of the contests of writing, but of the contest of verbalization in a form similar to rap. I cannot think of the exact term at the moment, and I apologize for this... Either way, I really enjoyed this piece. Keep up the excellent work.
    | Posted on 2010-05-25 00:00:00 | by night_angel | [ Reply to This ]

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