Project Avalon

So, I am beginning an artist movement in myself, and it is called Project Avalon. 

This is the my first poem that I will give to Project Avalon. This poem is not one to represent my life, or to represent what this project means to me. This is about my frustration with love, and how much I have lost faith in that whimsy picture that occupies my mind's eye. I am going to use my pain, and give myself credit for the emotions I feel strongly.

Lifetimes of the same

Turned around by passions lost

Found lost lovers and love embossed

On the soul of a romantic, tree-leaf hunter

Writing prayers to cupid in the nights of winter

Cinderella took part in the hearts descent

Down to the river to pray and repent

For the only guilt has been of hoping

The biggest fault was self-blame and groping

For all the love of men we ever met

All the innocent girls that went

Taken by romance idealized

These tales they wrote stole my presence realized

From words and senses I have built my heart

Single-malt and bitters tear it apart

Roasted chicken, wine, cheese and herbs

Asshole's deception of love with empty words

Feathers in the pillows of lavender lust

Tears tumbling from lifetimes, energetic trust

In the intuition of a reincarnated ambition

Warrior rage at another path of deception