Dark Ages Poem by Elliott Rosenberg

Dark Ages
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The aroma of hell prevailed,
smoking through porous ground,
lilting towards the surface in a most ambiguous way.

In accordance with creation,
As far as man can seed,
An archangel secretes his awe before the holy see.

Thunderstruck with lust,
Lilith makes a claim today,
screeching as a preying owl,
from the depths of the abyssal sea..

Wandering about her sexton,
vexing Solomon's men,
she lures them towards an abatis,
embedded in Adams hand.

For she was to obey,
father in paradise,
As the master of the fifth heaven,
Samael was her demise.

Forged out of chains,
from Hades did he storm,
firmly holding Abraham wrist with a sword,
a wedding gift of betrothal to Persephone.

Succulent pomegranate seeds for red wine,
quench her thirst for a thralling beast divine.
Back to Nysa she trellises on,
bringing harvest to the barren winter land.

Aspects of sadness and mourning begone,
yet some glittered in the early sun,
for darkeness ages,
and prophecy overcomes,
The words of Isaiah,
one by one.

For you will be called to act upon,
with a just saddle and a wrongful arm,
stay with your ass till the worships done,
And pray for Job as long as you can.

At the Binding of Issac,
you gathered thy wood,
pleading to heaven with a sailing eye,
diffidence was answered,
by the heavenly court,
conceived from a falling star.

So let the eternal light shine on!