Ernesto Mora
Author, Poet, Podcaster & aspiring Philosopher.
Ernesto Mora
Author, Poet, Podcaster & aspiring Philosopher.
This is the Prose and Posey Podcast, where every week you get to enjoy a poetry podcast that talks about dark poetry, romantic poetry, poem inspirations, deep poetry discussion and once a while philosophical discussions.
The Lake
/0 Comments/in The Poetry Blog /by Ernesto MoraThe streams wake upon a lucid dream, where I imbibe to slake my parched lust, and where the breeze upon my brow gently traces its admonition for my trespasses. Here, it is where the fallen amass and gather at the banks, so clear is the water of life that perdition is seen, awaiting just below. […]
On My Way to Perdition
/0 Comments/in The Poetry Blog /by Ernesto MoraOn my way to perdition I met a man cloaked in misery who sat upon inverted throne and sang a baritone litany So enthralled to his intonation the cadence upon my heart from his eyes such delight once I began to fall apart Now I on this false kings throne into servitude, my very bones […]
Harbor Heart
/0 Comments/in The Poetry Blog /by Ernesto MoraDreams within the gentle breeze that on your lips leave my name the scent that from the azure beckons rests within every pulse of your heart Copyright © Ernesto Mora@ThePOEMHOME All Rights Reserved.
Throes of Passion
/0 Comments/in The Poetry Blog /by MoraYour eyes have spoken such disdain amidst the berth that we have lain the silken flesh porcelain scented petals from within. The poesy without word from lips claret unfurled such passion in the midst of throe and breathless strewn among the woe. Lay we now dipped in the ink of our eyes into the pools […]
The Unwilling King
/0 Comments/in The Poetry Blog /by MoraI sat one eve, on a throne of flesh and bone that with every breath from lung, agony it sung I placed my ear upon the flesh, so moving was the intonation, the cadenza of damnation I spoke into the black abyss, quandaries so noetic, in tongue so forked, duplicitous heretic And from the throne […]
The Ferryman Doth Come
/0 Comments/in General, The Poetry Blog /by MoraOn Sunday through the witching hours, the midnight mass bells tolled. Yet pews were empty and windows shuttered, no genuflection at the doors. The altar stood bare, no widowed veils, litany was not intoned, hymns did not permeate the starless night, no vicar spoke from leather tomes. And I alone in this lonely void, trepid […]
A Walk Among the Black Brambles
/1 Comment/in The Poetry Blog /by MoraPoem Entry : Page 2 Wingless Bird Wingless bird of strife and sorrow, whose cage now doorless bids farewell, into the vast unknown venture intrepid, and behind leave ye sleepless blanket. Wingless bird of sullen eyes, such beauty in your freedom, that cage now houses days on end, a memory into memories of flight. Wingless […]
The Mocked and Wingless
/0 Comments/in The Poetry Blog /by Ernesto MoraSo radiant was the morning star that from the mild eye came sorrow and forked tongue whispered miasma onto jovial hubris Sweet nectar from the sanctified bloom the earth was slaked by treason and cast onto forlorn pastures are the wingless quarry Upon these hands sleep countless woes and on rended back carry we eternal […]
Weeping Stone Garden
/0 Comments/in The Poetry Blog /by MoraWithin void-like black of the night I hear the hollow stones cry their stories of the dream within dreams of those that have slipped into Lethe’s stream Be ware not to wake the dead, They know the secrets in your head The anguish, the symphony of screams This melody that permeates into the dream within […]
May Their Angels Always Fall
/0 Comments/in The Poetry Blog /by MoraBlack heart torn apart, rend onto solitude, In vain you palpate song of langor, misery intoned My chanteuse darkest eve, on dying steed that gallops, Into the hours and into maw, this home that we call ours, This crimson writing on furled brow, lyrics of demise, Trample underneath burning hooves, those smiles that be devoured, […]