#definegodliness

[cruxymox]

Prompt: throwing rocks at the moon

Three angels were sitting on a lonely hill outside the city. It was a Tuesday night, the same night I started writing again - though that part is fairly insignificant as I have stopped and started and stopped and started many times before and since then. I do not know what month it was, nor year exactly, but maybe that does not matter. I have gone off the rails here with this tangential information, I am rambling. Let me start over.

Three angels. A lonely hill. This city, that mostly slept. It seems now that it was extra quiet, that night.

// read the rest below. it isn't terribly long, and has music if you'd like to hear one of the angels speak.

I do not remember their names, those angels. I apologize for that. I am sure they all ended with '-iel' or '-uel' or '-ael', as that was the standard for angel naming at that time. But I would only be guessing.

The first of the three was larger than the others, their robes fitting more tightly about them, so I will call them AUDRIEL.

The second angel spoke infrequently, and when they did it was only in whispers, and because of this, I will call them SUSUEL.

The third angel will be called TREIEL. It may turn out that TREIEL was the most important of the three angels, regardless of their name now. It may have been otherwise, I cannot be certain.

TREIEL spoke first, though they were the third, and when they did it sounded like a song. Flammenmeer, L’Ame Immortelle. Something like that. ~There are stones here on this hill that should not be. The small smooth ones, just there. I fear something important has changed, or will do so soon. It is a sign.~

~Shhhh,~ SUSUEL warned quietly, a finger to TREIEL's lips. ~Someone will hear.~ If TREIEL's words were of song, the few of SUSUEL's were of a quiet river in the evening, slow-flowing, ever meandering.

TREIEL wrapped their hand around SUSUEL's wrist, and gently pulled it away. Dim Atmosphere, Die Verbannten Kinder Evas, ~Perhaps, SUSUEL, perhaps. If so, it will be only one small soul, a poet of minor significance. AUDRIEL, what do you think of these strange stones?~

AUDRIEL bent down, and placed a hand over one of the stones, not quite touching it. They were silent for a moment. ~They are of the moon.~

~The moon!~ Fairy Dance, Ophelia's Dream. TREIEL feigned surprise.

~The moon.~ AUDRIEL affirmed. ~Let us leave them here, such that–~

SUSUEL pressed many fingers to several lips. ~Someone comes.~

—

I climbed the hill and sat myself down to look up at the night's myriad stars. They made me feel less alone and more so all at once, if that makes any sense at all.

The moon was partially obscured by a wispy cloud line that felt unnatural, that felt as if it came from the city's thousand chimneys. It was beautiful, but the thought upset me. "I hate this."

I saw some rocks on the ground by my feet, and moved to pick them up, to throw them at the clouds, at the moon, to throw them at everything. I just about reached them when I heard a song come from … everywhere.

— Seven Days Till Sunrise, Black Tape For A Blue Girl —

AUDRIEL shook their head. ~You should not have done that, TREIEL. What are we to do now?~

The three angels looked down at me.

TREIEL offered a solution, Le Secret, Leitmotiv. ~The poet sleeps now. We shall make it a dream.~

~And when he awakens? What then?~ SUSUEL whispered to the others, palms gentle upon my ears.

AUDRIEL touched my hand, then touched the moon stones. ~We need not do anything. The stones will play their part in his hands, they will - but for a moment - depict the helpless defiance against the epitome of romanticism, and then no more.~

SUSUEL nodded silently, and faded into the folds and threads of night.

AUDRIEL stood, and gazed towards TREIEL fondly. ~Continue the dream. It will end as they always do, in a half memory, in a haze, as the clouds were.~ AUDRIEL then walked down the hill, away to the city.

TREIEL pondered, and gave a path for the dreamer to wander down.

— Premier Pylone, Ozymandias —

As I bent over to pick up the rocks, I felt dizzy for a moment, suddenly very tired. I knew I should go back soon.

I looked up and saw the clouds were gone. I looked up at the moon and stars, in awe, as always. I threw the rocks anyway, as hard as I could, then brushed my hands off and walked away. I thought that at the very least I might try to write something about this, once I rest.

Once I rest.

—

TREIEL drifted to where the stones landed, near the bottom of the hill. Knowing they were the last of the angels here, and no one was to see - for now - they picked up one of the stones. In TREIEL’s hands, it turned into a brilliant white bird which flew into the night, to the moon, like a different sort of dream.

—

The Beginning

[poppiesandpromises]

hahahaha he's perfect! Thanks so much!

[poetryslutsreloaded]

"I know it

Would be you,

I miss,

Like a limb, or a sense

Of completion."

20-11-2024

Excerpt, complete poem under the cut.

Un

Head up, Eyes open, I — Marvel at the Sky; see the trees, colorized In this dreamscape called life. I walk on, I do not feel The slashing of the rain, While it tries to become Snow, or hail, all the while… fails, And becomes rain again. I do not feel Bitterness, nor dejection, or repulsion Toward the cold. I walk on Without hesitation. Sometimes I see the people, Lurching; frowning, grimacing, And I understand the world has become Ugly again. I, too, see the rot and death. But I cannot feel It. I do not feel. I can not feel A thing, save The appreciation for the Nothingnesses that became my everything. And, I know, I should be so glad To walk without you Coursing through my veins; to walk without A want in my heart; in Just this moment, Without any concept of past, or future; glad For the silence and peace and painlessness That solidifies unbrokenness, But I do not Dream anymore, either, And if I would, I know it Would be you, I miss, Like a limb, or a sense Of completion.

--- 20-11-2024, M.A. Tempels ©

[verrlorenpoet]

MELANCHOLY'S THRALL prompt by @definegodliness.

[quaintobsessions]

Thanks to the wonderful @the-hollow-quiet and @definegodliness for tagging me for four non-selfies (no pets, no humans). Here are some skies and flowers I've laid eyes on lately.

Tagging @bluesandbarebones @drearydaffodil @rhymingtherapy @summerwages and @reinventing-wednesday but no pressure whatsoever, and anyone else who feels inclined! 🌸

[beforeyearning]

prompt 'in the lap of the gods' from @definegodliness

It would be sanguine—a firstling of your absence, a solemn misshaped thing in the lap of the gods asking for forgiveness

& in return the gods gild its tongue with grief, the definition

of bereft. You remain hospitable. You see to it, the shade of

darkness is at least two lighter than the others, this is your

apology. It’s okay, lichen does not care about the quantity

of light, subsisting on little after needing the right conditions

to form, living in a symbiotic relationship with the world

around it—it’s in this way I feel your presence again.  

[lorienfae]

Shine on... in this life

echoing in pareidolia, symmetry and

symbiosis,

such a madness, interwoven

gems of prayer, shining...

shining...

tree rings — a cypher

in parallels, fingerprinted

on existence, tips of our hands

and yet, unaware,

we shine on our search beams

seeking answers that lie within,

answers within symbols

like diamonds,

and tadpoles.

© Anna S. 2025 // @definegodliness 's Napowrimo #12 [ shine on you crazy diamond ] & tadpole video from my neighborhood

[mikefrawley]

Thank you so much to @alex-a-roman @definegodliness and @kilonovai for tagging me to make my blogname out of songs. This should be interesting, I'll play. My Love - Paul McCartney And Wings Iris - The Goo Goo Dolls Killer Queen - Queen Everybody Hurts - R.E.M. Fall Down - Toad the Wet Sprocket Rebel Rebel - David Bowie All Along the Watchtower - I prefer the Jimi Hendrix Version While My Guitar Gently Weeps - The Beatles Last Night - The Traveling Wilburys Everything Zen - Bush Yesterday - The Beatles Now for the fun part. I know at least one of my favorite people will likely not participate, but I am thinking of you. Please don't feel obligated if I list you, and if anyone I didn't list wants to play, Just Do It! 😊 @aubriestar @naturallylilting @a-ginlynn @sherrylephotography @bluesandbarebones @ends-2-beginnings @stillnotwritingtolstoy @shamanfox @crossdresserica A special thank you shoutout for posting and reminding me about one of my all time favorite songs, Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls. 🦋

[reinventing-wednesday]

Getting To Know the Poet(ess)

I thought it would be fun to list ten facts about myself and tag others so I can learn more about them.

Facts about me:

I have a son who will be 17 in November.

I have two dogs, a yorkie named Eddie Dean (after the character in Stephen King's The Dark Tower series) and a German Shepherd named Mercy (after the hero in Overwatch).

I love K-Dramas and British Detective shows.

I crochet, and I'm pretty damn good at it.

I work at a software company as a test engineer. It's often repetitive and boring, but I like puzzles, so it suits me.

I love to play video games. My two favorite franchises are God of War and Devil May Cry.

I've been told I'm too nice, but my two best friends and husband know how fierce I can be. I don't take shit, and I'm not afraid to speak up for others.

I paint. Abstract and anime characters were my jam. I haven't picked up a paint brush in a while, though.

I enjoy cooking, especially for occasions like Thanksgiving and Christmas.

I have 9 tattoos. The biggest one is on my thigh and is based on the song Falling In Love With Glaciers by Listener.

That's it, ten facts.

I tag:

@quaintobsessions

@theadventureto-be

@the-silent-troubadour

@definegodliness

@stolenhead

If you don't want to participate, no worries! For anyone that wasn't tagged and would like to share, please do and tag me in it so I can learn about you.

Have a wonderful day!

S.

[cruxymox]

tag game for the poets and poetically inclined ( by @definegodliness )

i've changed the order of these as the last one is by far the longest.

2. one line in a song

"Some day we'll catch a glimpse of eternity"

- Apoptygma Berzerk, from Eclipse

3. one line in a movie

"You shall not pass!"

- Gandalf, from The Lord of the Rings, Fellowship of the Ring ( but you probably knew that already )

4. a word you'll avoid for fear of over-usage

'and' / '&'.

( i don't avoid it well at all, perhaps obviously, but it is one of the most common words i actively try to control )

5. one word that is you, metaphorically (no explanation)

odd

1. a poem that tends to pop into your mind

the following piece is from TS Eliot's Murders in the Cathedral, spoken by the Chorus

( note: i've not read the whole play. mostly just "the death-bringers" pops into my mind, as well as the repetition of "i have seen, i have tasted, i have felt" etc. )

I have smelt them, the death-bringers, senses are quickened

By subtile forebodings; I have heard

Fluting in the nighttime, fluting and owls, have seen at noon

Scaly wings slanting over, huge and ridiculous. I have tasted

The savour of putrid flesh in the spoon. I have felt

The heaving of earth at nightfall, restless, absurd. I have heard

Laughter in the noises of beasts that make strange

noises: jackal, jackass, jackdaw; the scurrying noise

of mouse and jerboa; the laugh of the loon, the

lunatic bird. I have seen Grey necks twisting, rat tails twining, in the thick light

of dawn. I have eaten

Smooth creatures still living, with the strong salt taste

of living things under sea; I have tasted

The living lobster, the crab, the oyster, the whelk and

the prawn; and they live and spawn in my bowels,

and my bowels dissolve in the light of dawn. I have smelt

Death in the rose, death in the hollyhock, sweet pea,

hyacinth, primrose and cowslip. I have seen Trunk and horn, tusk and hoof, in odd places;

I have lain on the floor of the sea and breathed with

the breathing of the sea-anemone, swallowed with

ingurgitation of the sponge. I have lain in the soil

and criticised the worm. In the air

Flirted with the passage of the kite, I have plunged

with the kite and cowered with the wren. I have felt

The horn of the beetle, the scale of the viper, the

mobile hard insensitive skin of the elephant, the

evasive flank of the fish. I have smelt

Corruption in the dish, incense in the latrine, the sewer

in the incense, the smell of sweet soap in the wood-

path, a hellish sweet scent in the woodpath, while

the ground lieaved. I have seen Rings of light coiling downwards, leading

To the horror of the ape. Have I not known, not known

What was coming to be? It was here, in the kitchen, in the passage.

In the mews in the barn in the byre in the market place

In our veins our bowels our skulls as well

As well as in the plottings of potentates

As well as in the consultations of powers.

What is woven on the loom of fate

What is woven in the councils of princes

Is woven also in our veins, our brains.

Is woven like a pattern of living worms

In the guts of the women of Canterbury.

[takingstockofwhatmattersmost]

I was tagged by everyone's favorite poetry prompter and writer here to write my url in music, so thank you @definegodliness! I might scare some of you away with this! Also...I have A LOT of letters in my URL BTW!!!

T - Touch Of Evil by Warlock

A - Absent Without Leave by Sirenia

K - Kashmir by the GREAT Led Zeppelin

I - Into The Storm by Gojira

N - None But My Own by Machine Head

G - Get Da Faka by MEMI

S - sLeepwALkeR by The Pretty Wild

T- Tales Of Villian by Hanabie

O - On Your Trail by Ghosthounds

C - Coming Home (Ballad Of Shire) by Dirty Honey

K - Killing In The Name Of by Rage Against The Machine

O - Overdosed Brain by Lost Society

F - Ferdinand by Feuerschwanz

W - Wunsch Ist Wunsch by Feuerschwanz

H - Handful Of Rain by Savatage

A - Ask Me Yesterday by Pride Of Lions

T - Tearing Down The Walls by H.E.A.T.

M - Magic Power by Triumph

A - Atomic Bombs by Kix

T - To Wander The Nights Eternal Path by Sargeist

T - The Unreachable Cherry Tree Of Dreams by Ankor

E - Evolve by The Warning

R - Revolution by Coldrain

S - Surviving On Defiance by Poppy

M - Maldición de le Bruja by NOVELISTS

O - Omen by The Pretty Wild

S - Submerged by Octavia Sperati

T - The Chant by Gojira

Whew!!!

And now I should tag the amount of people equivalent to the amount of first letters of my url, which is 28. I am NOT doing that either...so, I am tagging 28 random people that would love to participate!!

[recognizingthevoiceless]

just two of my faves, right here

End, endlessly

Boundlessness stretches out in front of me Yet forever doesn’t seem daunting at all Instead, more and more, I start realizing The more and more I get you The more I long to seek to know And I know a lifetime can only last so long So I long that day I stop yearning you To yearn the day I could boundlessly learn

Learn to burn

Burn, boundlessly

You’ve put a spell on me Wick and wax dare no longer speak Their transience drowns in sacred necessity

The ache of flame to be

Your loving might very well be the end of me But it will be the end, endlessly

— 17-6-2021, M.A. Tempels ©

[elycwinters]

What You Want

Shattered into a million pieces he moves through life hoping, praying that an apathetic God will have mercy and reward him with everything he'd ever wanted.

But God looks on towards other places. Some would say unfair places and unkind men. But, since when has life (or God for that matter) been fair? Never.

So he moves on, a bitter taste on his mouth as he watches those who have what he wants find joy while he boils in jealousy.

~ Ely C. Winters [Prompt #25 from @definegodliness]

[poppiesandpromises]

shuffle your ‘on repeat’ playlist and list the first 10 songs that play, then tag 10 people!

I was tagged by: @ghostlyfeelings

Wanna Believe You-Fortuno

East Chicago, IN-Michigan

The Florist-Abby Sage

Bike Again-Runnner

Where Do You Go-Day Wave

Little Dark Age-MGMT

Yours-Medium Build

He's Getting Away!-Ethan Tasch

I Wanna Be Your Slave-Måneskin

flip your pillow-runo plum

And now tag 10 people to do it too!

@grimfox @wernerherzoghaircut9000 @allnightsong2

@warxpunkxmonk @definegodliness

@the-hollow-quiet @poetrex @autumnsunshine10

@randomlyjay @illbeyouranchor

[wordrummager]

my url in music Thank you @definegodliness for the tag! I’ve not been too social here lately but I love these lists. whiskey in the jar (Metallica) ooh child (Five Stairsteps) rhythm and blues (the Head and the Heart) dust in the wind (Kansas) red barchetta (Rush) under pressure (Queen) montparnasse (Elbow) moonsmoke (Caamp) all along the watchtower (Jimi Hendrix) get it on/bang a gong (Power Station) empty (Ray LaMontagne) rainbow connection (Muppets) I’m tagging some mostly MIA poets that I know still lurk about… @asecondathousandvoices @conversinginmetaphors @desayunogratis

[lorienfae]

Release found like a pearl in an open bivalve — suddenly there, in the open and slightly shimmering, a heart opening

to feel in healing,

kneeling

upon the sand, in the gentle waves, this lap of the gods, the seawater

whispering in prayer.

© Anna S. 2025 // @definegodliness 's Napowrimo#7 [ in the lap of the gods ]