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Guinea Pig 1:Android of Notre Dame-Devil Experiment.
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Guinea Pig Guinea Pig 3
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DaveDoom51
Jul 25, 2008, 04:07 PM

For Angela



Harmonia


Perfumed breath whispers in my ear...
Sweet majik happens each time we're here...
Depthless soul, incredibly pure...
Such passion displayed, somehow demure.

Jeweled scales glisten in the sun...
Her body wound about my own...
Sweet sinuous lover comforts me...
The sweetest nectar I've ever known

With a sigh, she unfolds her wings...
Aware of the pleasure that she brings...
To each encounter we enjoy...
Erotic tricks that she employs...

We rise into, soft summer evening...
I lose myself in golden eyes...
In love's urgent, warm embraces...
Lost between her silken thighs.

Timeless moments, her gift to me...
Harmonia's majik sets us free.


© July, 2008 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved



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Kimmy
Jul 25, 2008, 07:24 AM



Hola Sunshine!!

Hope all is wonderful in your life my sweet amigo. Have a brilliant weekend!!


DaveDoom51
Jul 25, 2008, 03:05 AM



Tah-Shee-Nah


Standing alone, no one around...
Place out of time with what surrounds
it...
Sitting upon sweet hallowed ground...
She wonders why no one has found
it.

How long ago, how many ages...
Who's in charge, who turns the pages?
What rules apply when majik dictates...
Those who enter, and those left to wait?

She passes through some kind of membrane...
Some ancient spell left to dismay...
Those who hate; cruel heartless wretches...
Those who reek of man's decay.

Tashina finds herself engrossed...
Past images and other ghosts...
Leave her as she switches planes...
Embracing majik once again.

She bathes away her worldly cares...
In crystal waters from the lake...
Sighing as her soul relaxes...
Careful to give more than she takes.

Sleeping in the sun's embrace...
A smile appears upon her face...
A fleeting tear shed for the past...
She knows that tear will be her last.

A velvet touch disturbs her rest...
Familiar scent invades her mind...
Soft images of crimson nights...
Moonlight and her heart entwined.

Familiar presence felt not seen...
The one who makes her feel eighteen...
One who finds her when she's sleeping...
To take her soul into his keeping.

Spirit lover, her beloved...
The one who comes from in-between.
Caressing her, he's all to real...
Here in this land of tranquil dreams.

She awakens, can this be real...
Her lover's form at last revealed...
He takes her in his arms again...
Gives her passion....
.........takes her pain.


Together forever in this magic land...
Embracing eternity, hand in hand.


© July, 2008 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved



For Tashina in celebration of her heritage and her spirit....and in hopes she will return to this place in the sun!


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DaveDoom51
Jul 20, 2008, 04:55 AM

Well this one is really out there....even for me! I am sorry it is so damn long...it just refused to be pared down, and what was I to do? It made me wonder what was truly more evil....a daemon going about the business for which it is fated....or....mankind's evil nature! In any event, I hope you enjoy it and I look forward to yer comments good or bad ......decide fer yourself, with my dark blessings.






ABOMINATION


She saunters down the sidewalk...
Seeking stares and hungry glances...
From scalawags and vagabonds...
Eyes promising forbidden chances.

Glitzy dress cut up to there...
Panties tucked inside her purse...
Wicked smile upon her face...
Her thoughts deliciously perverse.

Satan's mistress, slowly walking...
Ferel eyes notice everything...
Searching for a willing convert...
A lover who can make her sing.

A man with liquor in his veins...
One whose soul remains un-stained...
A soul somehow that's still un-claimed...
That she might taste, what his soul contains.

Suddenly her footsteps falter...
She feels a flush rise in her cheeks...
Forgotten passion rages through her...
She's found the very thing she seeks.

Just ahead a man is walking...
His back is all that she can see...
Never has a mortal man...
Made her burn, with such ecstasy.

Erotic images fill her mind...
Dew gathers on her nether lips...
Only thoughts that she might lose him...
Allow such dreams to be eclipsed.

She notices then, he must have turned...
While thoughts of carnal acts still churned...
Within her mind, will she ever learn...
Her fulfillment, must first be earned.

How could he vanish so completely...
Lose himself within this crowd...
Such actions vex this sultry daemon...
They simply cannot be allowed.

To her surprise she feels the heat...
This mortal who's eluding her...
As he approaches from behind...
Did she allow this to occur?

She gasps to feel his arms around her...
Strong arms propel her through a door...
And there he has her from behind...
Upon some merchant's unclean floor.

She feels his seed erupt inside...
Feels somehow she's been denied...
It's probabally only wounded pride...
She sets such ugly thoughts aside.

After all her clear intention...
Had been to find one such as he...
To do precisely what they've done...
Though, not among foul floor debris.

She feels him stirring deep within her...
Is it his wish to come again?
His first words, whispered in her ear...
"I promise you exquisite pain."

"You see, the seed I have emplanted"...
"Within your heartless womb this day"...
"I paid to have my seed enchanted"...
"It will eat your very flesh away!"

"Remember as you slowly die"...
"As you curse, and as you cry"...
"My anger will not be denied"...
"Because of you, my brother died!"


© July, 2008 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved




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DaveDoom51
Jul 19, 2008, 12:56 PM

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Sorry I haven't been around sooner....I have been dizzy for awhile now !! *sigh* Enjoy yer weekend!!

blackwidow89
Jul 4, 2008, 05:39 PM

I like the music on your profile...it's really trippy and creepy.

DaveDoom51
Jul 4, 2008, 06:13 AM

There is a seperate reality...where dreams are real, and those who can......FLYYYYY!





For my Sweet Lynn and Lilly !

Nyght Flyght


They dry their gossamer wings together....
They have starlight dreams to gather...
They spread their glistening wings tonight...
In anticipation of mid-night flight.

Perfect moonlight softly glowing...
Majik dreamscape filled with knowing...
Both have spent a lifetime waiting...
Longing for this joyous mating.

Ancient knowlege freely given...
To those who's souls are only driven...
By purity and best intentions...
Those who seek divine ascension.

So like children they gather here...
Their balance masters their mortal fear.
The Goddess in her wisdom blesses...
Arcane chants and love's caresses.

Silken night breeze holds her breath...
Suspended now 'tween flight and death...
Their care-worn hearts choose sweet release...
Ascending as their fears decrease.

Embracing as they fly together...
Soaring above the streams and heather...
Goddess weeps at such perfection...
She takes them under her wise protection.

These brave seekers of aether's gift...
Ride sly night-currents as they shift...
Between this plane and that beyond...
Sweet laughter as new dreams are spawned.

Brief thanks they give to one who cared...
One who knew what could be shared...
They giggle as they fly away...
Will they return...no one can say.

Two hearts eagerly pulse as one...
Their souls entwined, their journey begun.


© July, 2008 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved



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DaveDoom51
Jun 23, 2008, 06:14 PM

Well....once again, it has been way to long since I visited you.....Here is my peace offering......I hope you enjoy it ..

BTW, this poem concerns the original Stregan belief system......approximately in the time frame of the Druids in Britain....though this locale is southern Italy (what is to become a unified Italy anyway) in the "boot" portion of that country.....



Stregheria


Grottoes of awareness, resounding with the crystal sound...
Of sweet pure voices singing there, waiting to be found.

Innocence in its varied guises, displayed for pristine divine pleasure...
In all its varied permutations, images that ancient Goddess treasures!
Gentle Stregan generation, survivors of the darker times...
Still practice careful majik sendings, reciting arcane power rhymes.

Listen as the little ones, chosen on their birthing beds...
Sing the ancient melodies, repeating what the Goddess said.
Oh Mother in your lofty aerie, receive this offering from our hearts...
We seek your blessed intervention, we claim the knowlege you impart.

Remember ancient Calabria, when her forests reigned supreme?...
Before your teachings were perverted, before misguided papal schemes?
Long before Arcadians, came slinking to our shores...
We remember sacred Mother, the knowlege that you taught before.

Both sides of majik doth require, that the Goddess and her lover...
Once again unite together, in hopes your faithful can discover...
Forgotten power once obtained...
Rites once lost...
..
must be regained.


Rise again and walk among us, look again upon our faces...
Renounce the slumber of the ancients, reclaim all your holy places.
Too long mankind has forgotten, the awful price your wrath exacts...
Too long since your sorrow claimed you, time now for you to react.

Pillars of creation groan, as dear hallowed Mother wakens...
Too long since her teachings prospered, long ago she was forsakened...
Now her time comes 'round again...
Free at last...
..
no longer chained.


Fearsome mother of Diana, we seek your blessing once again...
Gathered here upon the Sabbat, chanting your sacrosanct refrain.


© June, 2008 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved




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DaveDoom51
Jun 11, 2008, 12:04 PM

Here is my latest....how similar things all are in the end...it is truly ironic.....all we do is pick our own master!! I hope you enjoy!



Daemon-Hound


Panting from extreme exertion...further survival is far from certain.
Devil's spawn now close behind her...she wonders how the hell he finds her.

Sanctuary far away, chances slim in that direction...
Hell-hound baying in the distance, her weapons offer scant protection.
Once again she finds her rhythm,striving for life's preservation...
Slipping, sliding in her flight...frantic in her desperation.

She doesn't notice in her haste, the drop of blood she leaves behind...
Precious nectar betrays her passage, a scent unique to human-kind.
Such carelessness not tolerated, by the elders of her clan...
Lapses are so often fatal, the result is often death...unplanned.

Stygian landscape offends her senses, still she strives for distance from...
This unholy creature tracking her, she knows the worst is yet to come.
Meantime in the misty distance, night-mare hound has found her spoor...
Succulent blood-scent sets him snapping, his dripping jaws demanding more.

Pissing in insane excitement, tail tightly tucked around his balls...
Baying his obscene enchantment, he listens to foul nature's call.
He tastes the blood upon the ground, yearning for complete fulfillment...
His frenzied brain relays the message, only blood will bring contentment.

Relentless in his fell pursuit, cruel death it takes to calm this brute.
Only then can he return, with her stolen soul to burn.

As she approaches lower ground, approaches understanding's calm...
It seems as if her cares have fled, as if her soul has been embalmed.
Surely she could make her stand here, make her final dance resound...
Show that she is not defeated, make this the place she kills the hound.

As if her very thoughts have brought him, conjured from her fevered dreams...
Beast makes his awful presence known, with daemon sounds and nightmare screams.
She stands alone; tall and defiant, slowly she unsheaths her blade...
Mind racing as she sets herself, relieved now...her decisions made.

As if no distance seperates them, as if his sight were magnified...
He sees the pulse within her throat, dark wishes he will satisfy.
A coughing snarl escapes his lips, as he leaps to sate his hunger...
Quick as thought he is upon her, he is fast but she is younger.

He feels a burning deep inside him, as his teeth lock on her throat...
The blood that fills his mouth is tasteless, all sensation seems remote.
Thoughts of his master's retribution, fill his mind as he is dying...
Last sound he hears upon this plane, the sound of gentle maiden crying.

Pinned beneath the reeking carcass, her life-blood seeps into the earth...
Gore-crows gather all about her, to feed on carnage she has birthed.
Yet she is happy for she knows, it is her soul that she has saved...
Mortal death a price worth paying, courageous souls are not enslaved.

At the moment of her death, even as she draws her final breath...
The goddess whispers in her ear, daughter...I will keep you near.


© June, 2008 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved


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DaveDoom51
May 31, 2008, 04:32 AM

Well here is one I dredged out of the depths of my imagination...heheheh....I hope you enjoy the latest!!



Black Onyx


A time to hear and to obey...
Commanding beauty she doth convey...
Angel of mercy so dark and vicious---
Power abused...but the blood's delicious.

Approaching the bed that just arrived..
She feels a stirring from deep inside.
His wide eyes beg her for escape...
From his pain...infernal plans taking shape.

An injection to increase his hurting---
She licks his skin before inserting...
A monstrous needle in his vein---
Time for her evil games again.

Hell's half-sister of creation shines...
Through rough vessels, at such times.
Agony birthed so hot with-in him,
No succor by this harlot...given.

Chanting and awful acts conspire....
To bring about what she desires.
Death and cold destruction reign...
Soon only death's release remains.

Laying naked upon the bed beside him...
Her body alive, with wild...anticipation.
Foul ritual now demands completion...
A bath for her, in death's secretions.

Adding spice to her deprivation...
His agony fueling her desperation...
She reaches blessed culmination...
Better than pious masturbation.

Groaning marks her soul's release...
Imagined outrage of parish preists...
Should they learn of secret rites..
Performed by her on duty nights!

Adjusting garments, tying laces...
Bathing him to remove all traces...
Of her night's perverse attraction...
Removing signs of her satisfaction.

Soon...another she shall use...
Another corpse she can abuse.


© May, 2008 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved



Lovingly dedicated to Dawn and Tashina....my two true "Angels of Mercy"...Thank You !! ~DaveDoom51


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DaveDoom51
May 29, 2008, 04:15 AM

I am glad to hear you are busy working on your creative talent, my friend......Hope to see you soon

DaveDoom51
May 27, 2008, 02:30 PM

Well, thankyou for putting up with my lack of communication......I think things have settled down a bit now so I hope to be here more

In any event, here is one from my archives that I don't think you have seen !! (I have ignored my writing just recently as well !)





Ingenue

Shadow writhing in the mirror, intense eyes staring...
Mirror in shards, fractured faces glaring...
Imagination soaring, fragile reality in tatters...
Things gone horribly wrong, escape is all that now matters.

Arcane gestures performed, evil unknowingly seeded...
Franticly seeking asylum, sanctuary desperately needed.
Awful spawn of her conjuring, suddenly sitting beside her...
She repeatedly screams, soul ripped out from inside her.

Sudden quiet descends, marred only by panting...
Hideous creature she birthed, quietly chanting...
Forbidden, almost forgotten verses...
Bathing in foul birthblood...capering, reciting Assyrian curses.

Fell shadow now here, as young ingenue commanded...
Her naive soul forfeit, as custom demanded...
Evil grin spreading, across mal-formed features...
Squirming soul eagerly devoured, the way of such creatures.

Writhing and dancing this foul imp of destruction---
Now prostrate in obescience, he receives his instruction...
Gleeful imaginings, soon to be dreadfully clear---
Fell imp thirsting for this mortal, ambrosial fear.

Clad now in false beauty, traveling openly among us---
Foul urges hidden for now, his mission to urge us...
To act with abandon, pursue beastial passion---
Demean us, leave us empty of human compassion.

Cycle endlessly repeated...why won't we learn...
Mankind hopelessly diseased...destined to burn.



©July, 2007 ~davedoom51 all rights reserved




DaveDoom51
May 17, 2008, 03:35 PM

Here is the latest.....It is for Lynn, and if you know her....you will know it fits! I hope you enjoy
Enjoy your weekend!





Evil Lynn

Passing naked in the twilight...
Path revealed by gentle soul-light.
Warm easy breeze caresses her...
She feels insistant magic stir.
~~~
In this garden of rembrance...
Ancient images proclaim...
Ages will not dim such balance...
Arcane wisdom will remain.


Lynn journeys here, not for pleasure...
Not for gold, nor worldy treasures...
Instead she's questing for revenge...
Foul actions that she would avenge.
~~~
On the morrow her soul's sister...
Meets her death beneath the blade.
Due to some malicious whispers...
By shallow friends she was betrayed.


Lynn wonders as she ventures further...
What this feeling is inside her...
As if her soul is being branded...
As if somehow it is commanded...
To writhe within her very center...
Wrench itself out of her keeping.
Tomorrow she will count the cost...
Time enough then for her weeping.


Laughter greets her late arrival...
Faerie ring assures survival...
Awful vengance worth the price...
She strikes Mother's brass-bell thrice.
~~~
Lynn shrieks to see her dark intending...
Taking form as it descends.
Shape that alters destiny...
The shape required to save her friend.


At last the reckoning time arrives...
Time for this sending to alter lives.
Dark sending anxious to receive...
The final shaping before it leaves.
~~~
Dancing with the crystal flow,
Guided by ancient mother's hands...
Sharpening intending's purpose,
She learns the price success demands.

~~~

In a land not split asunder...
As in times when they were younger.
Lynn and her lover soar forever...
Worth the price of her endeavor!


© May, 2008 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved


For Lynn and Lilli


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DaveDoom51
May 11, 2008, 07:38 AM

Heheheheheheeee....I do wish all the Mothers on Deep Realms a very happy "Mother's Day" !!! I know even they will admit that there is an occasional throw-back...That female who is more daemon than woman......so I just HAD to send this older poem to all my friends today! Thank you for your kind indulgence!



Betrothal

Dread daughter of chaos, no physical flaws---
Appearing deceptively docile, sharpening ebony claws.
Luxurious preparation, bathing in young-maidens' blood---
Stretching supernatural sinew, rejoicing in the flood...
Of despicable emotions, accompanying odors as well---
Infernal mission paramount, engraved invitation to hell.
Deceiving humanity, true image never displayed---
Carefully choosing her raiment, for tonight's masquerade.

Plans nearing fruition, letting her mind rush ahead---
Ceremony this evening, celebrating the soon-to-be dead.
Monstrous teeth peeking, through succulent lips---
Debauched images overwhelm her, as her disguise briefly slips.
Deep carnal moaning, down low in her throat---
This corpse-bride is anxious, chance of escape is remote.
Foolish priest murmurs, beloved standing beside her---
Later stealing his soul, as he thrusts desperately inside her.

Abandoning her musings, regaining total composure---
Musn't allow her excitement, to result in exposure.
Impatiently waiting, for her bride's entourage---
Planning to wear her groom's heart, as a bloody corsage.

© February, 2008 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved




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DaveDoom51
May 9, 2008, 07:46 AM

Please forgive my absence from your comments recently ! I was giving birth to this foul child of a poem....I hope you enjoy it!!!!


Betrayal


So many nights we've lain together,
Thinking we were friends forever...
Now such thoughts are in the past...
I guess nothing good is meant to last.

In your arrogance you believe,
Implausable logic which you conceive...
To justify your manipulation,
Demanding another's...capitulation.

The string of souls you leave behind,
The one's you use...ones you think are blind...
Were only dazzled by your double-talk,
They simply lacked the will to walk..........

Away.

Is that disdain that you are feeling,
For those souls from whom you're stealing?
Are you so busy running away,
Do your indiscretions forbid your stay?

Perhaps your anger is reserved,
For those who treat you as you deserve?
Remeber you reap that which you sow,
You shouldn't trifle with those who know.......

You.

A word of caution may be in order,
Don't drag me into your own disorder...
For you are small with-in your rage,
Avoid my teeth...turn the fucking page!


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