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Amusees, Composer of Guilt

Amusees, Composer of Guilt

Amusees, Composer of Guilt

In a place exceeding all that may be measurable or perceivable to any inhabitant of creation, 
The multitudes of parallel existences are scattered in vast.
Long before ever consisting of imagination having by any stretch been animated,
The Bee combs across the array of potentials as of yet not realized,
pollenating in accordance with whims I dare not ascertain to fathom.
Voids of vastness enclosed captive by factors that adhere to the laws of a Higher Nature at times beginning,
bursting into cosmos of conscious creatures ever evolving unto the prepurposed motif desire blooms animate, what likely extends beyond animation.
I suppose it so as so might be that The Reaper returns to enjoin arms unto our Apollon at times end,
quite ignorant of even slight inklings of attribution bestowable to This Colony.
Exists Is further than wherever I may roam.
Eve's nigh'ng excruciation through times creation deemed worthy of a cause incomprehensible,
my fate lay unknown as I lay groaning amidst the plethora of anguish experienced by people's both now and then,
at least when the beloved honey apple of eyes all seeing dawns,
pain ends.
Whether I go on or not to mysteries anew is neither a knowledge or a preference that my ability can any longer muster ambitioning toward.
Despite, my soul will ceaselessly burn all the days of my life, 
to witness retribution paid due to the Athenian Satyr, crafter of the sword, be that as it may, punishment or reward.

 

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Gerard McGowan

I thoroughly enjoyed reading that, thanks for sharing.

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WormTendon

Thank you for reading and commenting.

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Dean Kuch

It's a great read just as it is, WormTendon. I do have one "minor" suggestion for you however:
"The Bee combs across the array of potentials as of yet not realized,
[pollenating]  pollinating in accordance with whims I dare not ascertain (or) fathom.
" --- Check spelling of "pollinating". Changed [to] to "or"...  "I dare not ascertain [to] or fathom
Voids of vastness enclosed captive by factors that adhere to the laws of a Higher Nature at times beginning,
bursting into cosmos of conscious creatures ever evolving unto the (re-purposed)  motif desire blooms animate, what likely extends beyond animation.
I suppose it so as so might be that The Reaper returns to enjoin arms unto our Apollon at times end, quite ignorant of even slight inklings of attribution [bestow-able] to This Colony... "bestow-able" should be a hyphenated word...

Great writing just the same.
~Dean Kuch

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WormTendon

Thanks for taking the time and giving constructive critique.  I never really learned how to properly use hyphens I guess.. I'll have to touch up on that.  The spelling error was just oversight again.. I'm guessing that since it wasn't addressed you must not have felt the same thing I did upon the closing of that first verse ending "dare not ascertain to fathom".  I had hoped this appealed to me based on some method employed which I could sharpen.  I suppose it can really only boil down to having made me feel something because I expressed something beyond the words themselves in a way that somehow meant something or had significance to me only.  Will be good for me to figure out what I let creep up right there to grow as a writer. 

Thanks again for the read! 

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Dean Kuch

My pleasure. 
And please, feel free to reciprocate anytime by reading some of my poetry some time in the near future as well.
It's always nice to receive feedback.
Take care,
~Dean

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