Bewitched Healer 8 of 8

Through hollowness of the Healer’s eyes
And hardening bodies of crawling creatures,
Egos were discovered
Belonging to the charmed land.
Foreign intruders, with shiny textures
Deserved a right to own beauties.
Beauties of the land,
Were reaped from efforts of the Healer
And scattered ashes, of burnt crawling creatures.
Nocturnal crawling creatures
Narrowly escaped, hiding in caves of the land.
Freed spirits, couldn’t let it go
Exposure, was all they had in mind
Tarnishing recurring egotistic findings
Initiating a trail of conflicts.
Awakening the land noble
Who chased the freed spirits
Into burning bushes and shredded trees.
The Healer of the land,
Never came to their rescue
The spirit controllers, watched it all
From high above,
Caves of a land, I was born to.
A last breath I owned,
Was offered to nocturnal crawling creatures
They needed it more
In their crawls,
Happiness revoked a body owned
Stabbed in a lower left abdomen
By a tree stub,
Earlier decapitated by lightning.
The tree stub blamed I,
For observing without offering a hand
Against egotistic findings of the land
With a Healer of the land, long gone.

Snatched from Orgasmic Sinister in your favorite store and library: Electronic and Audio formats available.

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9 thoughts on “Bewitched Healer 8 of 8

  1. Joseph, brilliant… I loved it in your book, but the performance makes it perfect. 👏🙌I can’t help laughingly wonder what your neighbours think when they see you film this… 😆😉 Also, I LOVE the warning flash at the beginning, about “darkened poetry”… creative, considerate and all-around well done imho 👊👌🤩

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    1. Awwh, you’re so sweet and dear Nadine 🤗🤗🤗 My neighbors at first thought I was showing off and suffering from lack of what to do 😔😔 Lately, they appreciate, applaud, and respect it all. Some go forth to instances of halting whatever they are doing, if it makes extreme noise, till I am done recording. Others get closer, and watch in amusement. 🙄😅😉🕊🐝

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      1. Dear Joseph, I did make it private, last Sunday evening 😥… I’ve been typing and typing in this itty bitty field not knowing exactly how much to say; but basically, something had happened in my perception of blogland that, at the time, hurt me extremely, scared me completely, and shocked me to the core, and I needed time to gather my spirit so that I can “bloom” again… please be assured that I am starting to feel better… thank you so much for caring… means a lot. 🙏

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      2. Sorry to hear that Nadine, I am sending you lots of comforting hugs and spiced tea, to assist you in blooming again. I have a good feeling that you will be back up again and rolling. Take good care of yourself buddy. Am logging on to see you back soon 🤘🤔🥰🤗🤗

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