The Blacke Rose Scrolls

What's On Yours

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What's On Yours

"“ Whosoever desires constant success must change his conduct with the times. Niccolo Machiavelli ”"

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Whosoever desires constant success must change his conduct with the times.

Niccolo Machiavelli
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The Scrolls Of Blacke Rose

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The Scrolls Of Blacke Rose

Dont Wake Me ...a poetic duet

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by Terry Hart w/ Blacke Rose

Terry Hart:

Deep in my exhaustive state
I rest after the extravaganza
of You and I

Our encounter
left nothing to be desired
We undressed each other
with our eyes
in merely a glance

Our touch, our touch
melded our bodies
into a torrid rapture

Captivated by passion
lusts devoured by
consummation

The climax of deliverance
born from the longing
for ecstasy

Dare not to wake me
unless this dream
has become the reality
of you in I

Blacke Rose:

She told me
Don’t wake her
But..
I wanna wake her
Just to tell her
How beautiful she is
When she sleeps
But..
I dare not
Because..
I don’t wanna
Disturb her groove
So..
I let her snooze
Yet..
I wonder
If..
I wonder if
She’s dreaming
And..
If so..
Do we dream
The same dream
I mean..
Does she
Dream of me
The same way
I dream of her
Because..
My dreams of her
Are vivid
So much so
That..
I wake up
Just to go
Back to sleep
And..
Relive it

And..

Honestly

Sometimes..

I can’t tell the difference

So..

I don’t wake her

But..

Yet..

She’s too beautiful

To just..

Let her sleep

(C) March 2011
From The Scrolls Of Blacke Rose and Ts Poetics

Uninspired

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Illness.. Terminal.. Born dying
So..
As I relax under shade trees
Appeased by the gentle breeze
I discuss old times
With Father Time
As..
We compass the future
And..
Examine the sutures
Only to prevent further infections
From life’s lessons learned
But..
The parasites are microscopic
So..
I perform the diagnostics
In order to self diagnose
Where it hurts the most
Because lately..
I’ve been feeling a little uninspired
Tired..
Impatiently waiting for change
Strange..
Like my filters off kilter
Disfigured
And..
Dismembered
Hindered by a world rendered toxic
So..
I perform the diagnostics
In order to self diagnose
Where it hurts the most
Because lately..
I’ve been feeling a little uninspired
So..
I rewire my rewired circuitry
And..
Detach from the earthly
In hopes..
That my spirit will breath once more
Because.. Then.. And only then

Will I be..

Inspired

(C) April 2011
From The Scrolls Of Blacke Rose

I HEAR VOICES by Blacke Rose

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Last year I heard a VOICE
And..
This VOICE was the VOICE of reason
Saying..
I’ve survived the ultimate treason
So..
Be thankful for the seasons

And..

Every since then

I’ve been hearing many VOICES

Loud and clear.
Not..
Loud and boisterous
And..
They are drowning out the noises
While..
Reaffirming all my choices

YES..

I HEAR VOICES..

The Clouds said Chieftain
The Stars said Survivor
The Ground said Guardian
And The Road said Rider

The Wind said Warrior
The Rain said Ruler
The Sun said Shepard
And The Moon said Mover

I HEAR VOICES..

The Snow said Soldier
The Ice said Improviser
The Air said Astonishing
And The Ocean said Organizer

The River said Revolutionary
The Mountains said Militant
The Fire said Freedom Fighter
And The Marsh said Magnificent

I HEAR VOICES..

The Trees said Thinker
The Water said Winner
The Leaves said Leader
And The Dirt said Defender

The Valley said Visionary
The Stone said Self Reliant
The World said Wise
And The Dawn said Defiant

I HEAR VOICES..

And..

The Time..

What did The Time say..

Well..

The Time said..

My Time is Now

So..

YES..

I HEAR VOICES

"There is nothing more difficult to take in hand, more perilous to conduct, or more uncertain in its..."

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There is nothing more difficult to take in hand, more perilous to conduct, or more uncertain in its success, than to take the lead in the introduction of a new order of things.

Niccolo Machiavelli
The Prince (1532)

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"I’m reaching out for something I’ve never had before. Like peace of mind in a time...."

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I’m reaching out for something I’ve never had before. Like peace of mind in a time. Where my kind can soar ‘Cause I’m the last of a dying breed Folklore like dinosaurs To be buried alive and fossilized, extinct forever more……….

From The Scrolls Of Blacke Rose

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