Saturday 24 September 2016

Legend of:The Cyclopean Spirits of Malta [Poetic Mythos] Now For At any time Earth

Just in progress of dawn

(Who gave us commencing?)

Developed by giants of aged, with

1.

Photos--rituals of Purification

The inhabitants could not put out

The turbulent fireplace

"Seize them!" was a voice afar--

"Whirl them aloft..."

"We should to die tonight," whispered

Tarxien to Mnajdra



The Spirits

The Temples

This is the primitive cyclopean

Neolithic time interval...

Cyclopean architecture--

Plastered and painted with blood

[The Cyclopean Temples of Malta





5200 BC]

No a individual could figure out why the blood

From the change hardly at any time dried

All to appease our Mom Earth,



Goddess of all. Roofed about, like a dome

Sacrifices with burnt bones...

Sacrifices

But the residue of their spirit was even now

Correctly and alive...



Can be viewed on the modify stand--

Moist and moistened, warmth blood

Daring they stand, on the sands of

Malta--by the Mediterranean

And http://www.balkaninsight.com/en/article/macedonia-mulls-mammoth-energy-project the two spirits even so dwell

At Ggantija's Temple

And the clergymen cried, as their blood flowed,

And they died...

The Spill, that the Mom Goddess

Solid upon them was strong

The Oracle was acknowledged as upon to intercede,

To give facts

Inside gigantic-partitions

"It is the blood of the clergymen," their

Spirits are alive..."

Mother Earth

Goddess

4.

5.

From the branches of the tree of everyday living,



Her offshoots spring

Statuettes, carvings, alters

Even the beauties--the ladies have not

Remaining, with excellent faces and http://lizzie4rosario.blog.com/2015/09/03/shiv-shankaran-nair-the-interesting-historical-past-of-handball/ breasts

('...burn them with the blood')

Oracle

Dotted with statues and temples of stone

Indistinct at twilight

They are all down below, in the sands and stones,



three.

"Sprinkle rams blood on them--

Put them on the adjust...!"



two.

Slabs on slabs, shrines significant

The spirits don't forget

The farmer, the fisherman, the village,

Even the spirits of the useless

(The citizens http://www.slideshare.net/campbellnipwfokntm/shiv-shankaran-nair-motion-pictures-what-motion-pictures-fo-you-want-to-see-this-calendar-year cried)

She speaks, Mom Earth, Goddess

Of Fertility, to all daily life

(Some have in no way died]



Darkened by the temple shadows

Are reflecting images--

[The Spirits recall]

Be conscious: written: in January and revised in February of 2005 Poetic Mythos



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Numbered copies by the writer:

The place, just about every early morning..

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