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Details | Free verse | |

Moments In Time

The sweetest sounds of burning trees
A gentle stroking in the breeze
The calm has lasted past the storm
Cloudy visions, Satan’s roar
Too many sights have passed my way
A time found only in the haze
The softest screams are running bare
My aching bones creak as I stare

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark

The battle’s started at the end
No one is coming to repent
The sinners grab their wine from prey
No judgment calling here to stay
The sport is reckless to be told
The one is laughing at his souls
It falters nowhere to be sure
The power grows forevermore
Like a spirit in the wind
I have no say in where you’ve been 
But cross the line to come to me
And pay the price for ecstasy

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark. 


Details | Tanka | |

gunmetal clouds

gunmetal clouds part
and sunlight streams on a hill
that holds poppy wreaths 
      the wet cenotaph now gleams
      while a vet faces its glare   


Details | Rhyme | |

My mother, my earth.

Into the light I see,
with rays in clouds and warmth in me.
Brittle is the air around,
no voice is there, nor sweeter sound.

Within my scars and broken back,
there are my kin, there love I lack.
The oceans turn, therefore I weep,
Is it truly my tears to keep?

Now the mountains begin to fall,
like sand and dust to death they call.
I hear my children bleed and cry,
there bellies thirst and almost dry.

Some will seat and eat there fill,
"lets help them now, so now we will!
His mother would find pride within,
a pretty thing this life of sin.

Alas, my days are almost through,
my breath, my flesh and heart is too.
Let this be my final song,
for war alone is for the strong.

Into the night I see,
is there still love left for me?


Details | Free verse | |

The Universal Man

I shall live and die By my own accord Only my God may judge me To him I've proved my worth I am still here fighting It matters not what for On my ship of righteousness Headed for waters unexplored The clear night sky will darken And the clouds seem ominous I take heed to the sure signs From them I won't digress They are in the way of my dreams And hopes that fill my sails Like the wind from my heaven Keeps my skin tough as nails Evil comes to tempt me I am not immune Sometimes I play the hero Other times I'm just a fool Either way the choice is mine I make it with my free will For that's the gift he gave me And for what I fight for still The government is coming To bring a chaos they call order The line has been drawn Between two sides there is a border I feel myself being torn To choose a fate in stone Let this be a lesson Why I wander on my own Minds can be controlled I see it every day The weak wills fall like dominos That lie littering my way An obstacle before me I iron will it to the end And when the devil comes to dance with me I have already started to transcend into everything around I am the universal man my true form I shall disguise I am hiding it from this great Satan they say will come for my demise I know he will find me maybe he already has in a long gone nightmare that my soul he stole at last if I remember correctly I can't say I recall ever escaping his grip or did it ever touch me at all?


Details | Epitaph | |

Golden Locks

Golden Locks

within the minute of retreat your back is tuned to your enemy's chorus
harmonic to your freedom, measured by compassion, anxiously seeking their humanity
thought ascending from stars see's an ounce of mercy surrounded in darkness
a defeated purpose which drove them to the heavens
those who have reserved hope find some place to accept the truth
a test of how far our courage outlast the chaos from all life's passed
mystery's enlightened path never reached the end of suffering
to the likeness of a fumbled method
we could now follow like the atoms of Eve
disconcerted absence to our entrophic eyes
spreading legs like artificial soul
momentarily creators of their own excitement
movement supported by those who think your great
everybody who realizes the dream
shape your reflection and let the background find it's own feet
Apparent peace soon merged with equality
freedom's lark rests on the soles of a war monger's foot
peace showed up in a fresh pair of socks
the talking corps relates a message conspired by his earthy tones
sighting the great spoils and burnt offers of a desired sin
while designs of old are searched for something missing
past events re-invented an old tool of the government this ambiguous wireless chip
lets us say all of thing they can tax and the rest we make it our garden patch


Details | ABC | |

Amassed

Amassed bulging clouds Dashing enmity fusion, generously hovering In jellylike kneaded layaway Mysterious noir over Prairies quietly resting Suddenly trapped under Vicious wind’s X rated Yelling zeal. CarolineCecile - 10.15.12


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This is about you

When you have downfall on your mind chaos is all a mind can find, its time to change all the things you had held so deep inside, they cause rage, your trapped in while your caught up in the cage of life an easy life with out strife, no more pain or struggle inside a bubble and you want to make it burst, but first things first you know the times that come will be the worst, because its change you want, and you will taunt the ones who set the curse. They say if you want to change a little then its your choice, but if you want to change a lot they must first hear your voice, loud enough for all to hear, listen and all of the problems soon disappear, just know that the world can be a  bleak one and people dont always listen so you cannot only speak once, so when the end is near you can look back at the goodtimes throughout all the years think about all the times and cheer, and thank god you lived this long and your still here. Be remembered  only for  the words you spoke, for you do not want to be invisioned inside a cloud of smoke, watch as they listen when you start to feel the choke on the thoughts about your life,a bad life,  a black life, envoloped in fear you were hoping that the man would hear, and maybe take a listen, to diamonds in your mind as you watch them glisten. finally move to a position, and  open your ears and let your mind be clear, and hear the wisdom spoken from the person on the otherside of the mirror, society sobriety with out a clue just sit and ponder at the deepest thoughts that are revealed in you...


Details | Haiku | |

The Internet: Return

A void of Facebook
Creativity dies here...
Procrastination!


Details | Free verse | |

Agree to Disagree

                                               
                                               Mankind's greatest
                                                 accomplishment...
                                                       
                                                      

                                                      is death.


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Home of the Slaves

Land of the free
Home of the slaves
The blood, sweat and tears of my ancestors resonate
Amongst the soil where they were slain
I’m hearing their struggle
I’m feeling their pain
I can’t imagine being forced to part from my family
All for massa’s gain
So I pay homage to those who promoted change

People like every slave who tried to escape
Nat Turner, Ms Carlotta, Harriet Tubman
And the safe houses who were in accord
And peg leg Joe with his song
Follow the drinking gourd.

People like, the disregarded - those thrown overboard
And who was dismissed and defamed
The ones who were stripped of their soul, their pride, their names

The list could go on  
The full will never be told
So I pay homage to others who were bold
Like John Brown, The Freedom Riders, Sojourner Truth
Ida B Wells, Phyllis Wheatley, Maya Angelou, 
Langston Hughes and Charles Drew

George Washington Carver, Ruby Bridges
Booker T Washington and Mary McCleod Bethune
Charles Houston, Ralph Bunche, Fredrick Douglass
WEB Dubois, Paul Robeson, Ralph Abernathy
Benjamin Banneker, Marcus Garvey and Crispus Attucks
Who’s death by the way
Symbolized the American lie
You cant declare the rights of all men
While the people of African decent rights get denied
But still we rise

Thanks to Dr Martin Luther King, Malcolm X, 
The Black Panthers, the Buffalo Soldiers and Tuskegee Airmen
None who were showed any love
Yeah it’s an uphill battle, 
But obviously greatness can be done.

We can rise above this stigma 
That blacks are lazy and daunting
That our worth is null and void 
And in essence minus nothing
And of all the names mentioned 
And the greatness of their successes
No one has been able to erase the evil transgressions of a racist mind
And once you have experienced just a taste of it
It changes your perception of time
The oppression beats like the drum on the chariot
Of when it was finally time to escape to freedom
It's mine


Details | Rhyme | |

Black and White

You’ve maddened me to the core 
You singed me with your ferocious fire
We’re opposites… we’ll never integrate  
We can’t blend with each other…
Your love and I’m hate 
We’re contrary to each other…

So don’t even think about 
Getting us back together 
Because without a doubt, 
We don’t click with each other…

So let us go our own way…

Everything’s black and white
You love to torture me with your deceptive devices 
We’re playing this chess match – let’s fight!
Tonight, you’re going to pay the prices
You’re going to be deleted from my mind…

I’m not the one that should pay the price
You act as if you’re an angel from heaven
But, you’re a fiend…a devil from hell...who needs your advice?
Could someone unchain me from this prison?

So let us prepare for that day…

Fear and bewilderment build inside of our minds
Taking over us…we’re wasting valuable time
Terror and wrath injects into our veins…time starts to unwind 
I’m regaining my glory…this moment feels so sublime  

You think you’re innocent?
I can sense your guilt…bleeding through you
Do you live to feed me anguish? 
Don’t deny it…you crafty demon…no wonder I feel blue

Let’s get ready for battle…
I’ll watch you decay…
IT’S PAY BACK TIME . . .
Taste my fury and my agony 

Everything’s black and white
You love to torture me with your deceptive devices 
We’re playing this chess match – let’s fight!
Tonight, you’re going to pay the prices
You’re going to be defeated…

I scream before nightfall
I close my eyes to kiss my demise
I want to disappear 
Scratch away my desolation
Wipe away my tears…
Spewing out of my eyes…like a waterfall
Tonight, there will be dismay
There will be suffering 
After sundown…
Failure and glory will expose like stars in the midnight sky
Who will earn the crown? 
No one knows in silent wars – who can reveal the light in goodbye
  
Why are we black and white?
Are you too afraid to know the reason why? 

Everything’s black and white
You love to torture me with your deceptive devices 
We’re playing this chess match – let’s fight!
Tonight, you’re going to pay the prices
You’re going to suffer alone…


Details | Ballade | |

As I watched TV

As I watched TV.

I was trying to watch the Television
In the hospital one day
I persevered for a long, long time
Trying to listen to all the say
But all I heard was doom and gloom
Which hurt my senses bad
I saw the hatred and the anger
As I thought ‘This world is mad!!!’

And so I left that little screen
Started gazing at the lake
I cannot stand this human mess
Their world is a mistake
I sat there glancing at the trees
As beside the lake they danced
And saw the magic in blue sky
And then felt so enhanced.

I pondered on the state of man
Why has he broke away?
From everything that’s beautiful
And made his life so grey
As I wondered, would I ever fit?
Within this human race
Then the lake there, so serene
Put a smile upon my face.

6 April 2014 @ 1452hrs.


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

The Duchess Of Paradise

She's highly sophisticated and full of undefiled wisdom
Yet a crowned Duchess in a paradise kingdom
Quite a beautiful angel flying with black wings
Covered in gold jewelry and precious things
She dresses like the women of ancient Egyptian class
Her wealth is generous and her money grows like grass
She loves orange scented candles with dark room flame  
She rules thirty legions of soldiers and Bune is her name
Her comely warrior voice can wake and relocate the dead
Her armies of soldiers gather around the cemetery
She is brave and deserves a princessly crown on her head
Her facility of speech and flair for words is legendary
A beautiful queen to be treated with respect and honor
Instead of blasphemy,wanton abuse and fictional horror


Details | Rhyme | |

I Hate Aunt Floe

NOTE: This poem is a humoruos stab at PMS from a mans point of view

I can see your blood boiling
through  the blades I once called eyes,
they were once beautiful  like jewels
now they hurt my deep insides.
cutting at my guts
and like a noose on my  lungs;
your words seek like bullets 
your mouth like sniper guns.
I’m hit with each inaccuracy…
Being killed by words untrue;
and you even got the nerve
to tell me what you think I do.
But let me get mad
and try to plead my case;
then suddenly the world
is a f--ked up place.
You got tears running down…
What the Hell did I do?
We were just sitting and laughing
I could swear that we were cool.
Oh God…
Oh no…;
I should have seen it… 
It’s Aunt Floe…,
This battle can’t be won or reasoned
I think its best I go.
Cause I hate Aunt Floe 
and she hate me too;
she sit and talk sh-t
about the gum I chew. 
The color of my shirt…,
She say my look is a stair;
She say my best has no worth
And she doesn’t stop there.
I didn’t change
I’ve been the same 
these 28 days,
 but now I’m f_ckin A__hole 
Aunt Floe gave me that name.  
She said get out my face 
This aint your home no more,
But I’m more puzzled by 
What was said before.
I love you 
With her glossy eyes 
I knew it was true, 
But horribly sly
You see these words
make me the fool.
The one that’s cruel
That a__hole dude,
That sparked the fuel
To this f__kin feud.
But I swear to God
I didn’t start this sh_t,
Why would I give up my love 
To live my life like in a pit.
 This is horrible sh_t 
Wasted days spent,
On nothing but the worst
I could be bathed in your sent. 
You could be laughing 
While I’m smiling
But Aunt Floe Won’t let this be,
And the only way to make this right
Is hold my tongue  a week.
And that ain’t gone happen 
I’m a person too,
Not soft
But I got feelins
and don’t know what  to do.
Now its been six days
Unbelievable  rage,
She locked herself 
In the room
I call it her cage.
I smell a sent in the air
It wasn’t there before,
Now lookin down the hall
I see an open door.
Is this a trap 
I’ll guess I’ll see,
If I fall for another
 You know that’s dumb ass me.
Curled in the bed 
I think I know that girl,
But where’s the hells Aunt Floe
The one that f__ked my world.
She packed up and gone
Didn’t even say good bye,
Just came wit gang of bullsh_t
And vanished in the sky.
Is that you my dear
Can you please come here,
Listen close and crystal clear…
I hate Aunt Floe
 Next time she here
Make sure I’m stocked
with weed and beer.
I love you punk.  ?


Details | Rhyme | |

4 - Messenger from the Dead

Alas there is no more confusion,
finally found my last conclusion.
Expect me as if Jesus will return,
from a ghost to a realm of concern.

Your dreams are portals like doors,
welcoming spirits into hasten wars.
Leaving the thoughts without trust,
keeping your fears in much disgust.

And though you sought no consequence,
deeds that confirm a wicked malevolence.
Awaiting in your nightmare of screams,
enjoy what is left amongst your dreams.


Details | Ballade | |

Living as a TPI

Living as a T.P.I

Just under twenty years ago
I was down in every way
Because of time in Vietnam
 There was horror in my days
So Repatriation did give me
A special rate of pension
To help me with my daily stress
And take away my tension.

At first I hated all of this
I felt just like a taker
Though these guys knew without a doubt
 That me, I was no faker
Then one day I did think about it
And came to the conclusion
That me, I was one lucky man.
Then gone were my illusions

So then, I made the most of it
I learned to play Guitar
And wrote about three hundred songs
[Though I never was a star]
I walked along the wetland trails
And heard the birds rich calls
And realized this lazy life
It was quite wonderful.

So now I bless each day that comes
And do not care at all
That I am living off the state
I guess I have it all
And all this leisure that I have
I deserve it, all if it
Because I went to serve my country
And I know I done my bit.

19 November 2013 @ 1500hrs.


Details | Free verse | |

United Nations Plaza

Temperature dip
urban leaves turned
Autumn, sniffing around
for a place to settle
no Farmer's Market
in San Francisco today.


Details | Couplet | |

Cactus Heart

You would assume I am thirsty in this dire heat,
Or that my needles would cause others to quickly retreat,
You would conclude that my flowers were only for show
Or that if someone didn’t water me I would never grow,
But what you don’t see in plain eye sight
Is that I am flourishing with waters of integrity and might,
Under these thorns you call choked up defenses
Breeds the strength to survive all forms and pretenses,
To you I require little maintenance… but I know better,
I know how to absorb all I need in good and bad weather,
For I was strategically placed in this atmosphere,
All I need dwells in my structure enabling me to stay clear
Of beasts that lurk when sandstorms arise,
When mirages start to mesmerize,
When signs and wonders appear in fallen skies,
And soldiers forget to break ancient soul ties,
I stand my post and flaunt my spikes,
A cactus heart survives all flights.

By: Sabina Nicole
Written: In a Very dry Place
Contest: Forgot


Details | Senryu | |

Where Eagles Dare-Where Eagles Dare

where Eagles dare
the golden horizon seen...
man weary from war.

where Eagles dare
humanity in conflict...
such is intellect.

where Eagles dare
per ardua ad astra...
folly of mankind.  


Details | Couplet | |

Storms

I watch with fascination; Mother Nature on a great warpath.
Thunderous drums sound warning; soon to feel her rightful wrath.

Thousands of black horses running boldly across the sky.
Warriors branding spears of lightning, mounted with such pride.

Angry at the white eyes, they circle with such speed.
A deafening wind now gathers, neath their mighty steeds.

We set upon destroying her, but her power is unbound.
Her whirling fingers now reach down and pluck us from her ground.

Her tears now flood our ugliness and wash it out to sea. 
So vivid is my vision, but too late we will believe.


Written June 27, 2014
Contest: Storms
Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton


Details | Rhyme | |

Lions will be lions


Humiliation occurs
When pigs and monkeys roars
How a pig became a lion?
How , How a monkey roars?
That's when you stop saying NO
Humiliation occurs
When the lions are here
When the lions onshore
Pigs will be pigs
A monkey will stand for
A monkey , no less , no more



Details | Alliteration | |

Armageddon

Flames roared through the nights sky. 
A glimpse of blue still protruded through the flames. 
The heat warmed the mortals below. 
They believed that this was a great night. 
The sky emulated a beautiful red color. 
The color was extraordinary with remnants of blue. 
They believed that they were all safe. 
They were not nearly as safe. 
They were witnessing Armageddon. 
The war between good and evil. 
For no one is safe until judgment day. 
That is the day when the sky will forever remain blue. 
The birds will sing a tune. 
The flowers will bloom. 
That will be the day. 
The day when we will all be ok.


Details | Lyric | |

fracking oil

should I believe you man in the suit?
oh your hair looks mighty fine 
combed back, your polished slacks 
a slight tan 
you are irresistible in your presence 
demanding attention. 
you have a face that looks right 
nothing you say would be out of sight 
nothing you do would steer me wrong 
oh man in the suit, 
you are my god. 
you have the power to make us thrive 
dig a hole 
to the other side 
not to china, but to the fuel
oh man in the suit 
I cannot trust you 
you dug too deep 
into a pocket of the earth 
looking for more resource 
to fill your own pockets 
but I don't want pockets 
man in the suit 
all I want 
is for you to tell the truth
your polished smile did us wrong 
lies lay upon your clever tongue  
and you continue to rule the earth 
digging your holes 
you find more girth 
to your hungry pockets 
which you try so hard to fill
when will you learn 
that filling pockets kills...


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Armageddon Pt 1

It's bout to get worse
It was written in the verse
The truth hurts
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

When the time comes
No one's gonna hold up a sign
saying it's time to "get right"
It's gone come like a thief in the night!
Blowin' up and wreckin ish!
The war you want is the war you gone get
It was written before our time
We keep looking at the signs
manifest before our very eyes
constantly denying our right
to be one of the meek ones of our time
ARMAGEDDEON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

We're at the end of what used to be existence
Every super power will answer to a higher power 
so pray repentence
The time is closer than any distance
From Washington to Obama
No one will escape the wrath!
Hope you choose the right path!
Narrow is the gate of the righteous tracks
that are imprented on the mind of the omnipotent one
Will you be spared life on earth with the meek ones
and accurately take in knowledge of his son?
OR will you perish in the dust
never to be awakened again?
No consciousness of sin
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED!

It's in the verses
Read it, see it, live it, rehearse it
You see the times changing
You see the minds fading
You see the world and how messed up it is
You see that nigga satan and his curses!
I pray to have a chance to live a beautiful paradise on earth like it say in the verses!
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

YOU HAVE OFFICIALLY BEEN WARNED


Details | Rhyme | |

The Meadow

I see a meadow,
Simple and plain,
But it speaks to me,
And it speaks of the fallen men, 
And all its seen slain.

Flowers bloom at its edge,
Seems  of a comforting place,
But it spoke to me,
It spoke of the war,
Man to man, race to race,
From its edges to beyond the ever far.

Only green, green grass,
But I can see it now,
Red blood upon the field,
And the courage the men must wield.

I can hear the shouts,
From the broken meadow,
From all it has seen,
It shall never forget,
What it must clean.

Blood soaked meadow,
Bodies beneath the earth,
Where war was once fought,
Is now a place of mirth.

No one knows,
Only the meadow and I,
Of the many horrid things,
That took place that day.

I look below me, 
And grieve,
For the fallen and dead,
As the tears beckon my sleeve.

The meadow,
As lonely as it may seem,
And the beauty it now holds,
We know the truth,
So I sit, and never move,
As the rest of its story unfolds.

I can see it all,
I shall never forget.

One day, 
Another shall pass,
To see a meadow,
Simple and plain,
And I will rise,
To tell them of those who had been slain.


Details | Free verse | |

Light To Dark

You think you’ve gone just far enough,

I could smile knowing you’ve gone far enough that you can’t go back again

You think you were careful but,

I’ve caught a glimpse of your true, wretched form

You think you can find a way into my good graces

I’ve seen what you are, monsters with a friendly costume

You can’t deceive me anymore and, I don’t consort with serpents

You think I’m a game to be played but, trust me, you could never win

Don’t underestimate me

You think I’m a joke but, trust me you won’t be laughing

You think I’m just talking myself up but, trust me, you’re the ones going down

My eyes took too long to adjust

Better late than never

It may take a monster to know one but, I promise my teeth are sharper than yours

My first reaction to the hideous revelation that was your form was to weep

Fall to my knees, maybe even wretch my heart from my chest and onto the carpet

Then I thought about the mess it would make

I decided the only blood that will spill, will be your own

I was not weak, but I had a weakness

A heart of soft gold stitched to my sleeve with care

No longer

Now my heart is a stone so heavy

I could kill at least two birds at once 

Being the nice guy is a thing of the past 

Thanks for freeing me of that softness

You thought I was all sunshine and delicate things

When really I had just been swallowing razor blades

Now that sun is setting and I hope you see it was you who were wrong

Can you feel my darkness coming, because it’s eager to hold you

If you thought I was the one who would just stand still or turn to run

Your gonna be the one with tired feet

I’m not sad anymore

Just sick with the plague of your lies

Contagious, and I’m looking for someone to kiss

Even angels can make themselves wicked

When we do, we take no prisoners

Still think I’m a game

This one is just beginning


Details | Free verse | |

There Is No Now

The pollution is psychedelic
Hell, you could even say poetic nature
Terms of enragement
Definitely not engagement
Can suffice in describing the depredation

Fire from the skies
Burning through the system
Dropping through to nothing
Learning not what’s in them
Always running from them

We may hide our voices
But you hide your souls
Torturing us with woes
Never able to feed our hole
Scars bleed out like coals

Paint it any color you like
Doesn’t change a thing
This war that you’ve brought forth 
Has killed us all
In the past and future

There is no now…


Details | Rhyme | |

DREAMS OF LIFE

ONE  WILL  DREAM                                                                                                           
ONE DAY WILL SHARE DREAMS
ONE DAY WILL SING 
ONE DAY WILL SING TOGETHER
ONE DAY WILL WALK
ONE DAY WILL WALK TOGETHER
ONE DAY WILL HAVE MEMORIES 
ONE DAY WILL HAVE MEMORIES TOGETHER
ONE DAY WILL SMILE
ONE DAY WILL SMILE TOGETHER 
ONE DAY WILL ASK 
ONE DAY WILL WONDER 
ONE DAY WILL TALK 
ONE DAY THEY WONT LISTEN
*BUT I HAVE ONE QUESTION*!!!!!IF YOU WERE TO SLEEP TONIGHT AND NEVER WAKE UP WOULD YOU BE PROUD OF WHO YOU BECAME ,WHO YOU WERE,WHAT YOU HAVE DONE TILL THAT MOMENT ??CAUSE IF NOT YOU MUST WAKE UP FROM YOUR DREAMS !


Details | Rhyme | |

Life

Life is living 
But then again it’s not
Because living goes on
Stop breathing
Life stop

Picture this if you may
To help you understand
How a person lives forever
After creating a man

Life is a path
That can go many ways
The roads are cloudy battle fields
With soldiers in a daze

Some are chosen
Some say {f_ck it} {bluff it}
While some give up
and cries tears by the bucket

Life is a tough road
But we can all get to the end 
And go on living;
Loved, Remembered, and as a great friend

So soldier march on
The further less dazed
The further the march
The greater the praise

So climb the mountain 
Swim the ocean,
Sometimes don’t look back
Because some soldiers
In the battlefield
Just don’t know how to act

But some should be saved
Because on this road you’ve bled
But only if he’s bleeding
Still crawling ahead

Then pass the sword
And forget your graze
Because the more soldiers to the end
Insure better days


Details | Epic | |

Bite

The garden of eden contains the fruits of nature and being one with all its residents. But as evolution triumphs, we move closer to self destruction.
By going forward we are essentially moving backwards.
Stop
I dont want live on this planet anymore
Jumping from the stratosphere
Down
Pluto
Cold
We cant run from time
and our time will come
Taking lives easier than appreciating 
The Fall of nature
Autmn
Winter
.....................
Apple


- Adam


Details | Rhyme | |

A Resolution for This time

A Resolution for This Time
(Based on Eccl. 3:1-15)
©2011 C. Brent Cloyd

I long to see the beauty of my time
Hear music from eternal bells that chime
Enjoy earth, till this good life I sever
Look toward heaven that last forever

I’ll grasp my part in each life occasion 
Banish thoughts and deeds of ill persuasion
Accept God’s design for each life season
Submit that I need not know His reason

I will celebrate life so wondrous born
Understand that death is not always scorn
Propagate goodness and wholeness in life
And uproot that which causes pain and strife

I’ll concede it’s sometimes proper to kill
But until convinced I’ll promote goodwill
Useless things I will tear down and destroy
Then plan to build, and work efforts deploy

I will comfort the hearts of those forlorn
Together find God’s healing as we mourn
Dare to dream, love, have hope, and take a chance
Embrace the moment, laugh, and learn to dance

I’ll speak with passion, let pieces scatter
Gather the fragments, avoid the chatter
Engage opinions, proceed with a shrug
When acceptable, open arms and hug

For things of value I’ll search at great cost
When searching is exhausted count it lost
When usefulness has ended, throw away
But don’t allow important things to stray

Now is the time to tear some things apart
Then with care I’ll mend and make a new start
Learn the lesson that silence is golden
Of words fitly said men are beholden

I pledge to hate what is cruel and unjust
Teach that kindness and fairness are a must
In war, anger and malice find release
But I’ll use my voice to encourage peace

Yesteryear’s events once again will be
To measure their success we wait and see
God’s deeds are good, lasting and without flaw
Of Him and His works I will gaze in awe.


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Look Around You

Look around you
The world is already at an end
When the Mayans said that the world was going to end
They didn't mean a world destroyed by flare, quake, or salvation
But rather a world full of broken relation
That possibly, it wasn't a literal interpretation
But a figurative analysis of this falling nation
Are we not all the same people, the same human
But we'd rather live a life divided
A life divided by the color of our skin  
What is war but greed to keep the amount of money left for our kin
Life is no longer cherished
The earth used for our own experiments until its resources perished
Genocide, assassinations, and murder supported for a "better cause"
Who are we to judge the abominations of others when there is flaw in our own laws
We continue to redefine what is socially accepted
Making a gateway for divorce, abortion, and legal prostitution
Rather than fixing what has been so psychologically rooted into the minds of this generation
We look to cover up past mistakes with a newly corrupted translation  
Girls look for sex because of a lack of love from their fathers
Society tells boys to make use of this advantage 
Treat girls as objects rather than human beings with emotions
And we later ask ourselves
How did these boys and girls ever become such bad parents
Our government shouts democracy
But isn't that really just a cover up to keep us appeased
It's most convenient when the majority stays quiet 
Because only those in power can say that this earth's a heaven
To the majority, this earth is already a hell
The human race is so arrogant
Believing that they are the most superior in this world
That they can live without the mercy of God who should be in control
Look around you
The world is already at an end


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Contrasting Ways

the eagles fight in bright blue sky
tail feathers fly
one eagle falls
the other calls

a warrior not the peaceful dove 
symbol of love 
he would rather
show white feather

the eagles bask in ardent praise
for fighting ways
this should not be
the skies are free

By: Joyce Johnson
written 10/14/12 
For contest: Just a Minute


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Sweet Love O' Mine

I bought a burger yesterday
It was very dry like the seagull bay
I pilled a lot of ketchup on it
and still dry it remained
I was very dissappointed
as i look at the dry damned thing
I ran to the toilet
and let out a HUGE
BLEEEEEHHHHHHHHHHH
As chunks of the dry burger fell out of my pie hole
Landing into the toilet
Making dookie plop noizes
I'm done


Details | Sonnet | |

Only The Strong Will Survive

       ONLY THE STRONG WILL SURVIVE
God gives not peace, it's only dreamt by man,
in all the world ,brought from catastrophe,
all things are made, since time was first began
by things upheaved so new life comes to be.

The weak must fail, be eaten by the strong,
and losers die the death along the way,
so new life grows, even if it is wrong,
there is no time the poor will have to play.

The lion who will lay down with the lamb,
will have a feast before the day is done,
and all the world will never give a damn,
nor care about the giants and their fun.

        The hunter takes his aim and fells the dove
          the weak in life are only dreaming of.


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Sheet Lightning over the Somme

The thunderous skies now capitulate to man, witnessing their tirade of wrath Who would have thought nature now bowed, whilst viewing man's path What man could imagine, beating a power like she When I look back at the template I wrote This wasn't meant to be Inspired by reading a posting on Facebook by 'Janette Fisher' <*>


Details | Alliteration | |

How Long

How long, how tough 
This world, just war 
Endless war, endless world
Words and world, all about war.

Oh, what's war in this world?
The world's war, not yet in your world?
Wait till your words reveal the war.

I wonder, will this world end its wonders?
 What an irreversible order
It's not our order!
I wonder, when will the order become a past order?
Others wonder "how will a new order be ordered?"
Yes! How long will this order make orders and not our own orders?! 



Details | Free verse | |

Message in a Bottle

Poison pulsed through
the veins of the earth.
Pumped by the Homo sapien sapiens.
A wretched species charmed
by the pleasures of evil.
With a gluttonous hunger for destruction.

In the human`s prime.
War was a natural tune 
to be danced to.
The omnipresent disco blast of a bomb.
A rhythm of hate.

Seas rose, devouring those below level.
Forests vanished leaving the world breathless.
Oceans turned into graveyards. 
The mass murderer called Oil spill. 
Beautiful rhino and elephant insecure
on an earth they called home too.  
Pursued for their precious ivory.

Africa lost her Big 5
India her tiger
China her panda.
To entertain a fickle kind- man.

Sadly...

I was human too.


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3 - Messenger from the Dead

In Hell where I may reside,
if death is not on my side.
Hunger that weeps to no end,
this darkness within my den.

As you enter my palace of pain,
fear not if you have not to gain.
Though previous life proved not,
judgement upon fears are sought.

And so the righteous shall avenge,
in my domain that seeks a revenge.
Cannot escape a wrath left in wake,
my vengeance is all that keep sake.

When I merge the dead with your dreams,
absolute power amongst all that screams.
Should a hundred years from my death,
not exist within the truth spoken breath.

Thus my soul is sacrificed for trading,
greatest power in all my soul waging.
Shall this price not be enough to pay,
the wicked shall cower before I prey.


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Hear These Words

I talk softly to not be heard,
Please God’s ears hear these words.

Be my guardian and watch my day,
Be with me at night and never stray.

The slightest hint of your presence gives me strength;
To hold my head up high to escape life’s stench,
I’m in a nightmare of the world…
I can’t be woken by a pinch.

Monsters are everywhere…some with Angel faces,
Trying hard to steer my tongue…
far away from my Graces.

I talk softly to not be heard,
Please God’s ears hear these words.

I’m like prey…there’s many wolves…they all want a piece,
Speaking loud would cause attention…
And have Evil notice me.
Alone I can’t survive…
I need your love to cover me.

I talk softly to not be heard,
Please God’s ears hear these words.

When you are with me…
I fear no tomorrow;
I can raise my voice to all Pain and Sorrow,
And give thanks to my Lord for the time let borrowed.

Now I feel you with me…I can feel the surge;
I feel the need…I must be heard,
Evil ears must hear these words.

I’m no longer the prey...I will not sit and hide;
I will stand my ground and pull deep from inside,
The power of God and see world's beautiful side.


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Summers morn

Summers Morn.

A summers Morn, the birds sing out their magic
Their mystic echo’s fill my heart with love.
Whilst far away those shells so loud and tragic
They shower down their murder from above.

The trees they dance, their splendor all around me
As the morning sun it fills my heart with joy
And everything just feels so free and easy
Whilst mankind has the mind to life destroy.

It’s hard to understand the minds of Humans
He cannot rid himself of fear and hate.
He cannot see the light, his eyes be blinded
Can he not see the Karma he creates??

The lazy river sparkles in the Sunlight
As it conquers all yet stays in serene bliss
Whilst man he has to kill, why can’t he see it
The truth of all this foolishness of his.

Awaken man, awaken from your sleeping
Just take a look and see what you’ve become
Your habits they be sunken right into you
It seems to me your heart be really numb.


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Halloween's Song

Its your Halloween rave, having your mascaraed
With all your best friends from back in the day
Liz Lauren and Blake and while they're dressed like skanks
I'm on the front line of battle
Howlin like jackle with A real nasty cackle
puttin a razor blade in the sack of Blake's apples
crack in Lauren's snapple
Staddle Liz like mclovin
But I am more like faghole As I babble at her ass
Axe her fast and mash her up like cattle
Sneak back and tackle your dad and put him in shackles
Shove sour patch kids Down your trap and gaggle
Its abominable, so unbelievable
But its inevitable, the end is kissable
I have rattled these kids psyches 
squirming like a centipede, cutting them like celery 
hear their squeamish screams echo in the streets
as the  creepy bells of the chapel ring


I remain a mystery
You'll need nancy drew, and at least 3 of the hardee boys to find what I'm up to
Theres this gloom that looms down in your basement room
Consuming shrooms, enhaling fumes to escape your doom
Witches zoomin by on their brooms makin sonic booms
Quick call scooby doo, but I killed him too
You heard a loud pound cause I cut the fuse so you
Run away to a motel room, assuming your safe
And As you look the other way,
I got my fangs in your veins and stranglin your neck
Too bad you didn't text your friends to tell them who is next
Hmm let me think for a sec. As Hex your boy  rex 
with an incessant twitch, till he is dead in a ditch
Hang him from bunny man bridge
Yo dude turn the lights on
But there's no flip to switch , I have flipped the script
Its bewitched with no miss to kiss
Exorcist with no priest to dismiss the spirit

So the town clock strikes half past 3
There's one last gas before i must sleep
Or i will crash fast if the light touches me
Put on the mask jack, just like the sixth scream 
I need to grasp havoc, till i hear shrills and shrieks
Please back rabbit, these chills aint for teens
As I stick a cherry bomb in your moms exhaust pipe
Run up on you  with nine a knife, and the head of your wife
Its useless I'm the nuisance that's abusive yet conducive
To your fear that I am near So close I could whisper in your ear
Smell the shampoo in your hair Wipe the floor with your tears
And as you look up in the mirror
I'm there ready to smear your blood all over the chair
as I stab you with my spear I crush a coors beer then
Leave you re crops there dead, red spread on the floor
But I hear a knock on the door
Are you okay honey? "Yes mommy,  just got a cold sore"


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EYE OF STORM part II

like an eye of a needle,
so hard to get through.
weather that cripple,
a tale to no end of tomorrow.
center of risks,
urgency of interests.
havoc in the eye of the storm;
above and beyond the call of the norm,
no light  at the end of the tunnel of the storm,
passing through the malevolency of times,
flight or strike,
challenge of a fight.
unlimited total of chaos,
unaware of the cause.
unprepared for the lost;
similar to a bad ruse,
no difference in gathering calmly in the storm.


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War of a Thunderstorm

Riotous winds rise from the north
Hollowing like a warrior's death cry
These winds causes a holocaust
As it races to a destination of nowhere

Deep dark clouds carried by winds
Filling the sky with the look
Of crude and immense power
Bringing the war of a thunderstorm

Thunder filling the air with a roaring rage
Like the drums of a war march
Electrifying the sky and earth
With the feeling of war and death

Lightning crashes down to earth
Like a raging fire striking out of heaven
Brought by God of anger to curse
The earth for the power of destruction

 Nalanti Goosen©2012 
 All rights reserved


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The Rebel

Dank, cold, unperturbed indifference,
Untouchable, yet touching all,
Unresolved in meaning,
Still creating each and every fall,
Every whim and leaning.

Touché pas! A cry of weary hate,
And will not accept a helping hand,
‘Till death! Brazen adverse in face of fate,
And alone in piteous stand…

Lone wolf we cry, thy fate is nigh,
Yet stands he still resisting,
That love should die, that only tie,
In error still persisting…


Details | Epic | |

a savage heart out in the wilds

Stranded on a deserted isle
your coconut friends stood by
but floated away in the storm
you sought a cave as a dorm
from the flux. You were left in rags
and after many years your eyes' heart in sags.
Those whom you've always thought would be there
have left you unbeknownst in the silent night.
You have become a bear in these wilds
for none to truly be your companion dare
for savage is your path and untamed;
You shall know of war and of death his name. 
Your path is full of misery and dispair
yet you as a good solder you still march on
with a smile on your face,
for in the end you will have won.


Details | Light Poetry | |

a dark mind -by mah friend joe

a black void,
merly a gate way into the mind,
a realm shrouded in mystery,
an elementalist stands on guard focusing on one point,
the shadow of a single stone slab,
the beutiful amithist glowing radiently,
is it a thought,
is it his soul,
no... it is his pure essence as he gives in his etire mind and metality
as he opens his eyes and sees the world around him 
war violence,
it is all pointless to him for he see's not a wall but an opening
a mere stepping stone,
his steps away leaving his dark thoughts behind
a single peice of amithist forms in the dirt
-joe


Details | Ballad | |

Hannibal

Good listener, please lend your ear
To share my history
Before I take the poison drink,
I’ll tell you my story.

They’re coming even now to take
The city that we love
And hope is often lost and so
My tale i’ll tell you of.
	
	When Carthage took upon itself
To find by light of day
A general? Well your in luck!
Great Hannibal did say.

He planned to cross the mountains great
Twas thought the only way,
But first to cross the river Rhone,
Great Hannibal did pray

The river Rhone rose up and warned
	Don’t cross my waters grey!
	No way to cross? Then all was lost
	Great Hannibal did say

	Then at once stood Hannibal
	We’ll cross by th’end of day!? 	Take down those trees to make a raft
	Great Hannibal did say 

	Over the water blue they went
	Lined up in an array
	And now to Rome and battle great!
	Good Hannibal did say.
	
Due north he found an obstacle
	That willed him to give way,
	The northern tribes with battle cries
	Great Hannibal did slay.

	The biggest problem now was here
	Across the mountains stray
	“Great danger now we face, my men,”
	Great Hannibal did say.

	Across the mountains none did think
	That they would last a day
	Just one more hill or mountain top,
	Great Hannibal would say

	The crew were weary lost and torn
	That made them curse the day
	“But we are almost there, you see?”
	Great Hannibal did say.	

	And soon enough the walls of Rome
	Rose up as if to say
	Who ventures here with war in mind?
	Come greet us at our gates!

	But in the Roman city there
	Scipio here to stay
	“No one can beat us, no one can,”
	Great Hannibal did say.

	At Rome’s great gates for 15 years
	He waited patiently
	We can’t stay here, for food is dear,
	Great Hannibal did say.

	So he turned back to Carthage’s gates
	But met along the way
	Scipio and his army great
	Hannibal could not slay

	When all was done his quest was lost,
	And Rome would live too great,
	A treaty signed so punishing
	That Carthage lost its gate.

	And Hannibal the general
	That lost the city too
	Was forced to go to lands beyond
	And help as best he could.


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Balance Within

Introduction: Even if you're tied to barely holding on, your control over will power shall pull you up towards the truth and success. But only if you believe up to all, that it's stronger than what you could be - that's when you balance the fall...




You may get old
Your memories may drown,
But your soul won't get cold
And beliefs won't breakdown.

Just don't you let go
As you never know,
Things you seek for all your years
They could be in your back yard.

Find the truth within the lies,
Fight your pride to end this cry,
Trust your soul; open the door
Balance yourself and roll the stones.

The one's you heart will always stay
So don't throw life out your doorway,
Life's too short and it's too real
Sometimes it's hard to see and feel

That's how you live a life,
The risk that breaks you down to bits
Saves and brings you back alive,
That's what we call the gift of life.

No matter how rough things might get
We get rewards for the risks we take,
No matter how hard or sad
Learn and value what you have.

Though, too much pride will leave you dried
Don't let 'hopeless', be your life's stride,
None of this will you take to grave,
Your deeds will lay, only your pave.

As you breathe in and do breathe out,
Make each one profound
And stand your ground,
As lies are just the fantasy,
The truth - is your ecstasy
And this will forever be plain to see... 


Details | Lyric | |

MYSTIC PARABLE

Stories dared not whispered, legend of great thinker. 
Artificially created Atlantis, maze search for law-giver. 

Hushed lips speak no evil, silly little monkey cliche. 
Privy ancient knowledge, not clear as light and day. 

So-called peace-loving demigods, closely followed in trace. 
Sexually crazed fools, copying angels fallen from grace. 

Pillars of Hercules within island, dynasty king frenzy awoke. 
Powerful and remarkable, ready to enslave at single stroke. 

Originally thought to be noble, conspicuous reveal greed. 
In route to world domination, struck down by Specialbreed. 

Later time earthquakes and floods, extraordinary violence. 
Single dreadful day and night, massive lost of innocence. 

Intervening super mighty one, so-called wrathful Zeus. 
Manipulation of elements, water and lightning bolts let loose. 

Grand golden wall palace, swept aside sea and sunk below. 
Ironical measured payment, for employment of ruthless blow. 

Swiming through labyrinth of wisdom, vie of the celest'. 
Chancing risk of schism, mighty sequential vignette. 

Perplexed pattern in hide, bloody seal of truth. 
Illuminati repelled, for a time real minoot. 

Message of twisted tongue, langual contrivance. 
Masters' visions swoon, in journey through euphoric trance. 

Loud whisper switch, silence left in wake. 
Souls of denizens burned, in fiery scourching shake. 

Prominent eclectic short order, alien wishbone act. 
Convert of non-belief, fierce zealots' minds impact. 

Lucid broken water reflection, visible-eye agleam. 
Blind finding quarry, standing like obelisk beam. 

Instinctive overriding, a slip into lucidity. 
Telepathic mind connection, recede to infinity. 

Exponential theory, base of schematics. 
Common like maybe, superpower military tactics. 

Voice of bleeding knowledge, fade to obscurity. 
Mystic in strange land, fault found in masters of intricacy. 

Undecipherable rhetoric, great monster on chase. 
Featureless darkness, a threat to human race!


Details | Rhyme | |

Cycles and patterns

Rain drops look like heartbeats
Broken in two, melting away candle
Wax into the blue
My teeth chatter because of the cold
The ancient age of old
Has made me stand upon two feet
In one accord, singing to this beat,
One last breath shall be the very first
Kiss that put in his this hearse,
When she felt sweet sorrows stale
And made the prison of my heart bail.
I thought about these gifts and promises
That she made on a piece of paper with no list
And it died earlier on this way and that
The skinny takes away the bone and its fat
It was a deception of faces in the rain
A smile through deep pain
Inside was intercession
To beat this tiger’s aggression
It made me learn something new everyday
To learn this lesson,
That fact that she wouldn’t stay,
I thought about what came next,
Then what happened was what 
Came from beneath the ocean waves that had me sore vexed
Running over in my cup, was the heart, out of all the blood.
It started raining from above the ceiling
Cracks of my heart peeling,
Putting away furniture and dress’s
Speaking to a room of noise and mess’s
Voices disguised my male and female 
Dish’s, draining away life
That would make harmony come into one flesh.




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Touch of the Soul

I alone stand vigil over the memories of my past;
I alone feel the weight of them,
feel what it is to be
the man that past has created.
 
I stand, alone, beneath the stars and the moon,
contemplating all, as I ever have done;
it is only now that I've accepted
that's who I am meant to be;
the writer, the poet –
I stand with the rest of the dreamers.
 
I sit, alone, among the instruments of music,
playing on and on throughout my life;
music flows into and through my soul,
and I am now and will always be,
the musician and the bard –
I sit with the rest of the drummers.
 
I travel, alone, with the remembrances of love,
searching always for that one true other;
it is only now that I've accepted that even
without one such, I can live;
the romantic, the sentimental –
I travel with the rest of the passionate.
 
I escape, alone, in the pages of a good story,
reading for ever and anon;
books speak to me, engage me,
entertain me, release me;
the storyteller and the listener –
I escape with the rest of the readers.
 
I will fight, never alone, next to my brothers
and sisters in arms;
it is with all of myself that I've accepted
my duty, and who I will always be;
the soldier, the guardian –
I will fight with the rest of the Marines.

I dance, run, walk, laugh, alone, in the rain,
let loose my being in the deluge;
the storm's fury and glory
somehow become my own;
the drenched, the soaked –
I do all of this with the rest of the rain lovers.
 
It is only now that I've accepted
that I have become
who I was meant to be;
who I want myself to be.
 
I alone know what it is to be
myself, Andrew James Sprouse,
scion of the sea and of the past,
of the word and the sword.
 
But I do not alone know what it is to feel alive;
to be exactly who you are,
who you're meant to be.
I do not alone know the truth of pain.
 
None of us stands truly and utterly alone.
Every single one of us walks, arm in arm,
with those who share your experiences,
your beliefs, your thoughts and your lives.
 
But you, alone, know what makes your heart free,
what makes your fire ignite and your essence true;
you alone know the visage and touch of your soul.


Details | Lanterne | |

POPPY DAY

Chill
Autumn
in the air-
drops of sanguine
red.


Details | Rhyme | |

Imaginary Wars of Rain

All I can do this day Is watch the pouring rain As its march beats odes of war parade And enlists an army of my imaginations As out of the window I can’t help but set the stage To watch the lives that spirals down Like an insect upon its death And on its back, more tragically than Macbeth Dramatic as it struggles Going round and round But, there is no applause for the one that drowns And the raindrops, like arrows from the sky Fell the flower soldiers in the garden As I watch them struggle, stagger to die In catapults of earth some fight on… Others accept their fate Still, try as they might no one escapes from within the garden gate And the war wages swifter and quickly As lightening spears the open air Strikes at the heart, of Orchard Apple lair Giving in, to pains in throes of overtures The wood splits and falls to nature’s blows Fells the mighty among its groves And chaos reigns sublime supreme As the thunder cries out “battle!” Is this what victory brings Alas I think not, as all I watch submit and surrender The warriors bowing to Master Sun Skies of fireball is he whose commanding here is won So, now campaign of storm has ceased And bright begins the sunny day I fling open the doors of castle and... Now at least, I am free to play


Details | Free verse | |

The Bombings

Mortar rounds, 
plummeting to the grounds.
High velocity, undodgeable.
Whether they're hefty,
or miniscule, 
they'll get you.

Washing away the evidence,
that of small life.

Bombarding objects, they rupture,
sending shrapnel in every direction.

They make little noise,
these mortar rounds.
All one can hear,
is the patter of the barrage, 
the onslaught of an unknown assailant.

Against your windows,
those of your house,
and those on aeroplanes, cars, and buses,
the rounds proceed.
Unable to advance any further.
Impermeable to this blitz.

After the attack, shrapnel is everywhere.
Darkening that which did not resist,
collecting together on those that did.

The odour of the ammunition,
earthy and fragrant, 
wafts reluctantly through the air.

All is quiet, 
no birds, no squirrels.
Copious miasma drifts off the pale pavement,
the heat being released in a bare moment,
flowing lazily over the earth,
occupying every corner, ever space. 

Finally, a single finch braves the silence,
nattering gingerly her song. 
At once, the land is filled,
once again with noise.

The bombing is now all but forgotten.


Details | Free verse | |

The Dust Has Settled

Looking up, I see a swirl of dust in the air Something isn't right I close my eyes and listen to Earth's cry for help She is screaming I open my eyes and begin to run, faster than ever before They are chasing me After awhile my breath begins to stagger, and I cannot go much longer So I fall Within only a few micro-moments, they are on top of me, clawing and biting and ripping I am screaming With everything inside me I fight back, I keep fighting until my enemies are desolate Somehow, this is right My injuries are fierce and deadly, yet I stand and face the dust It is chasing the wind As I stand there with my eyes closed, unaware of time, I feel the rightness of what is done The dust has fallen The wind is gone, my energy depleted, and my life dissipating Yet my hope for this world, though it is ending, is strong And with one last breath, I thank Earth, for cleaning up after our mess We can now start anew


Details | Free verse | |

War Of The Sky

The Sun creeps across the sky and slowly destroys the night.
The night gave it's light to the world.
But the sun's victory  is short lived here comes the moon again to steal back the night.
The sun dare not try and fight for the moon's army is far too great.
So many that no man could number.
And the six giants that stand far away.
The sun must be patient, but it will return to warm the earth once more.
Then all will see him as they look up high and know he has won the war of the sky.   


Details | Free verse | |

Warning Sign

Surly you have put   
                your word to pen
the winds have carried them
have dispersed them               upon the globe
the game pieces          are in place
and the populace   lives    under
               dense clouds of darkness
though not awake                   aware of determinations
                        a war machine
funded with flesh              and gold
                        as oxen under yoke
who have no say           in what their masters plow
 
They HAVE been             forewarned
surly your WORD       has come         full circle
you have called out                 the future
and given knowledge       of fortresses
                        battlements and shields
 
The 1st WAR             your minds
The 2nd WAR            your hearts
The 3rd WAR             your flesh
 
             the full destruction of corruptions
 
Surly your intentions have 
                          been fully shown for any knowing
the instructions of the King
but they have been led astray
                           and loved to have it that way
 
You keep sending           your servants
the watchmen who view            into distances
to tell what was far off                  has come close
 
 
The Temple and the Bride
               are nearly completed
the invitations to all            the guests 
not one single soul       is exempt
                of participation
freewill will have a whole              new meaning
you can choose the          royal law           of Life
 
or be driven        off the cliffs
by unruly                          angels
because the            ideology            of WAR
            and fear        driven        by rulers
whose behavior is                   so corrupt 
         that we liken      them   to being    demonic
 
Come now where is your              reason
that you           should choose            WAR
             over the avenues of peace
everywhere        you turn          is a sign
            and it says         beware
wake up           wake up             wake up
                before you sleepwalk 
                    into death
 
 
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


Details | Quatern | |

Extinctions

Extinctions (A Quatern, 1 May 2014)

The waves receded from the shore.
A creature strived to breathe the gas.
It lived beneath the waves no more;
First of it's kind to walk the grass.

Came reptiles and amphibians.
The waves receded from the shore.
A meteor's oblivion
Ended the reign of dinosaur.

Those that survived came to the fore,
And peaked with the larger mammals.
The waves receded from the shore.
Man reigned over the animals.

Man's greatest enemy: HIMSELF.
Not respecting what came before,
He killed everything, thus himself.
The waves receded from the shore.


Details | Rhyme | |

AN UNCERTAIN VICTORY

Why did they fight that war? Why did those young lives experience mortal terror?
Many left their homeland to serve as they sung their National Anthem...
others stayed behind, not caring about their destiny in a unfamiliar land so far?
I saw them waving goodbye to everyone...I wished I had gone with them!

The invisible enemy was hiding on the other side of the wild river,
as the platoon's commander ordered the vigilant soldiers
to target anything or anybody that moved on ground and in the air...
a Cobra helicopter hovered above to spot and hit the targets.


Clouds gathered above to add gloom as the crawling soldiers have their steady grip
on the colt commands ready to fire as the Vietnamese should advance...
a patton tank followed them on rugged terrain ready for valiant defense;
who wouldn't wear a brave look on the battlefield : until his blood would drip?   


Through marshes infested by snakes and rats, they carried the wounded to safety;
and any soldier had to bear pain without emetting a scream...how heartrending!
Behind them, the sanguine batterfied echoed with blasts and unthinkable atrocity...
there were no winners in this war: both sides finally realized the useless fighting!  
 

Wriiten by Andrew Crisci for Miranda Lambert's contest, " WORLD OF WAR: VIETNAM "


Details | Free verse | |

Autumn Suprise

I am so intrigued with my minds wandering
The deposits of endurance only keep me awake
The criminal element of my soul is yearning 
Have I dreamed this adventure?
The killing fields littered with bodies 
Too much blood to digest, the animals circling, lust in their eyes
My sense of right and wrong altered
In another state of mind
Go to the tower recognize your width
The eve of tomorrow is here not in the distant future
You are the one element of nature to reclaim your right
Murder is a word only in your competitive nature
Gain the advantage crush the only thing that keeps you alive 
The fall winds are shifting, the moon is so full
It's as if you can't come back It's deep in your soul
Breathe, breathe take everything you can
Your life is about to transcend 



Details | Rhyme | |

Portia

How cunning and sly,
This ingenious guy,
Deceitful and shrewd,
The way he wooed,
Appeared to be prey,
Mimicked the day,
With waves of vibration he was able to stay,
Hunting your own kind,
Would be labeled a crime,
But not in the realm of corrupted times,
Instinctive behavior to ruin the race,
This time he stepped into the wrong webs place.

By: Sabina Nicole


Details | Rhyme | |

Harpies

With their Talons they Rip And from your Blood they sip With their poison Lip In Pain you must Dip They already know your Life's length Rate invoking every Hate This is what lies beyond the Glimmering Gate This is your Sanguinary Fate


Details | Rhyme | |

Rulership

God has set before you Jesus the son of man
given him his power the only one who can
Jesus walked on water and legions overthrew
healed every illness did as was sent to do
 
Few have little comprehension of his gifts to men
how they are empowered when Jesus lives within
to be the Sons of God have his Light shine through
understand his Words and it's energy imbue
 
God has given treasures the inheritance of Son
that they become like master God's Beloved One
they are under tutors until they understand
the meaning of his rulership and in it's service stand
 
The Sovereigns of the nations do their leadership abuse
are corrupt in practice and righteous judgment do refuse
the takers of bribes and justice do pervert
on the path to the top care not who they hurt
 
Solomon gave his heart to know folly and wisdom
every Son of God will into this knowledge come
for God will in his kingdom have only those who serve
as only those who walk in Love treat others as deserve
 
The working of the Secret since garden was foretold
that a government by God determined in days of old
God has chosen the weak and those the world despised
that they should bare his image to Jesus rank will rise
 
All governments and nations in adversary's hand do stand
to our Lord did offer them for act of worship did demand
Jesus refused the offer , devotion to his Father True
prophetic Word of God this world already overthrew
 
Arise oh sleepers do open eyes and rise
throw down the World and sever all your ties
understand what is written the King is drawing near
war is coming to the World collect he will whats dear
 
Jesus has built his Father's temple with many gem and stone
descend it will from heaven within his throne will home
God is collecting from man his priests and Kings
they will govern from his temple dispense his holy things
 
The nations to the temple for instruction will come
with the adversary gone Light can shine on everyone
you must choose your side before God's war ensues
for your Father wants you happy and never Love refuse
 
sources 1Chron. 28:6-10 Jeremiah 31:3-14 Matt 20:25-28
1Cor 3:9-17 13:12 2Cor 6:14-18 1John 3:1-6
2Tim 3:1-5 Apocalypse 21
 
COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller


Details | Free verse | |

Fall of Night

Deadly violence erupts into the night sky,

        wind ripped daytime desires,

        eventually the rest of earths light,

        gives into darkness.


Details | Rhyme | |

Engagement

Our glory is in the favor of the God of Hosts
and into his anointed King do make our boasts
by his Love descends the latter rain
evidence that soon be he among us again

As the tares mature in the fields of wheat
we know that soon the harvest will complete
and thrust he will the sickle into the fields
collect the ripened fruit with her yields

For his servants do speak the proclamations
that Jesus will descend and rule the nations
and those he knows will collect to himself
for in their hearts treasured only Gods wealth

Tis but a remnant left upon your earth
who trust your Word of the Kingdoms birth
Gods woman has been faithful and true
because she knows her place is with you

She carries out her husbands Word
teaches the household of God things she's heard
understanding and wisdom of heart has gained
turned not left or right but on path remained

These Words are faithful and true
for Father by his Son does by Love renew
mankind searches the earth looking for treasure
but only the Love from God can bring true pleasure

The contractions of birth have begun
the Kingdom produced will be her Son
only those who have the Father known
will be permitted to enter before the Fathers throne

For in submission have given their life
the engagement of virgins who become his wife
cultivate the fields that God does plant
her work is manifest and Word extant

There can only one True Church be
who have trimmed their lamps for eternity
like living stones her foundations built
Jesus has cleansed his bride removed her guilt

With tenderness has shown her his Love
to guide her footsteps before Father above
with purity of heart and without guile
her robes are cleansed from things that defile

She has not hidden her husbands light
and with his guidance teaches wrong from right
her Love of God shines brightly through night
to keep his Trust Faith and Hope does fight

Amen says the Bride and Spirit come quickly My Lord
for the Words of God and Truth have we adored
into your sanctuary and church have fled
away from the World whose living is dead

COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller


Details | Epic | |

Bite

The garden of eden contains the fruits of nature and being one with all its residents. But as evolution triumphs, we move closer to self destruction.
By going forward we are essentially moving backwards.
Stop
I dont want live on this planet anymore
Jumping from the stratosphere
Down
Pluto
Cold
We cant run from time
and our time will come
Taking lives easier than appreciating 
The Fall of nature
Autmn
Winter
.....................
Apple


- Adam


Details | Free verse | |

Imagine What You Can't See

The guns, the shooting, the fighting, the war. A young soldier hugs his family as he waits by the door. He knows he's ready, he knows he's right. He stayed up packing and praying all through the night. He's been training, but he's never been there, he can only imagine and prepare. His plane takes off, his heart beats fast, he's leaving for war at last. In his hand he holds a picture of his mom, dad, brother and his sister. He holds it tight and quietly wishes them farewell, he closes his eyes as tears start to swell. The plane lands in the hot heat, quickly he gets ready to jump from his seat. He runs screaming into the dark and stops, what he sees makes his heart drop. Famine, fear, diseases spread. People lying in the streets dead. Laying in the dark, staring at the moon's glare. He can only picture a gruesome nightmare.


Details | Cinquain | |

THE GREATEST SACRIFICE

Chill breath
of Autumn sears
the poppy scarlet red 
visages of young men,long dead
appear.


Details | Free verse | |

Scammed

We    have been cheated
         of watching     the mist   on the mountains
of the        every day joys
        living by waterfalls       and mountain fountains
of nature in all of her 
        majesty        in daily display
Civilization      has     broken
        a      pristine earth      in play
to live        in the system
        built of tar     and cement
the struggle for its money
        upon things     it is spent
My joy is where lakes
                        and their water lilies bloom
where the prickly       cactus   grows
              and changing seasons     in each room
when the clouds        are  blown
              like feathers           about           in the wind
where our              considerations think
               left to men           it will end
Will you             miss the blue parrot
              neon yellow        chickadee 
gone      the toad           golden
              likely    too soon            will the bee
the dance          of        courtships
              where        flocks       move to mate
as         the corporations          poisons
              their death             is its fate
So  many         dead zones
              now exist           in our seas
left to those     who now        govern
              the worlds     bounties       now seize
If you           expose          them
             you could           disappear
passed            executive           orders 
             now     make       this law       clear
 
 
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


Details | Epic | |

Bite

The garden of eden contains the fruits of nature and being one with all its residents. But as evolution triumphs, we move closer to self destruction.
By going forward we are essentially moving backwards.
Stop
I dont want live on this planet anymore
Jumping from the stratosphere
Down
Pluto
Cold
We cant run from time
and our time will come
Taking lives easier than appreciating 
The Fall of nature
Autmn
Winter
.....................
Apple


- Adam


Details | I do not know? | |

Heaven or Hell or Earth

Heaven,
The home of god and all good,
Every one thinks its THE best place to be,
Some might think it's the worst place to be.

Hell,
The home of the devil and all bad,
Every one thinks hell is THE worst place to be,
Some might think it's the greatest place to be.

Earth,
The home of war, love, and nature.
War is killing violence and blood.
Love if you lucky is great and beautiful,
or could be the killer of most people today.
Nature with storms, hunting, and dyeing.





Details | Epic | |

Bite

The garden of eden contains the fruits of nature and being one with all its residents. But as evolution triumphs, we move closer to self destruction.
By going forward we are essentially moving backwards.
Stop
I dont want live on this planet anymore
Jumping from the stratosphere
Down
Pluto
Cold
We cant run from time
and our time will come
Taking lives easier than appreciating 
The Fall of nature
Autmn
Winter
.....................
Apple


- Adam


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Stop it

war is a constant
has been, all ways will be
power dictates the winner
who finished last
who's next in line
who controls you
it is the victor
he who writes the past

war is an epidemic 
created by humanity
destroyer of families
how ironic
how war ties us together
how demonic, are its ways
war manipulates the pawns
this is how division equals multiplication

war is a weed
population control
the slaughter of good and evil
needs no rain
needs no sun
a means to harvest
the "lesser" men
war dies only to rise again

stop the wars 
your not gods
stop the wars
before we lose what matters most
the possibility and beauty of unity 


Details | Epic | |

Bite

The garden of eden contains the fruits of nature and being one with all its residents. But as evolution triumphs, we move closer to self destruction.
By going forward we are essentially moving backwards.
Stop
I dont want live on this planet anymore
Jumping from the stratosphere
Down
Pluto
Cold
We cant run from time
and our time will come
Taking lives easier than appreciating 
The Fall of nature
Autmn
Winter
.....................
Apple


- Adam


Details | Epic | |

Bite

The garden of eden contains the fruits of nature and being one with all its residents. But as evolution triumphs, we move closer to self destruction.
By going forward we are essentially moving backwards.
Stop
I dont want live on this planet anymore
Jumping from the stratosphere
Down
Pluto
Cold
We cant run from time
and our time will come
Taking lives easier than appreciating 
The Fall of nature
Autmn
Winter
.....................
Apple


- Adam


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Crowned by meadowsweets

We're surrounded with myriad 
Of flowers, yet 
Playing little attention to them
Unless they're breathtakingly beautiful,
Innocence embrace them equally:
They're symbols of higher reality, 
Even the humble wildflowers 

Born in the midst of a long war
Meant to learn the art of survival,
My beloved city flattened to the ground:
Without visible streets
Stones upon stones
Wrapped in deafening silence,
Resembling to an endless cemetery 

Life in the woods remained 
Unconscious of man made devastation: 
Offering food for thoughts 
To unblemished minds, like
Braiding bracelets from snowdrop's hope
Rings from daisy's innocence and tiaras from
Meadowsweet's heavenly scent

Darkened by dirt, dressed in rags, but 
Crowned by nature's living beauty 
I was whole,
Under the rubble my mother waited
With open arms
Reassuring: I was
The most beautiful flower of her life



Contest by Anthony Slausen
22/11/14


Details | Rhyme | |

Master of Babylon

Prince you are and master who traffics merchandise
your ships o're seas do travel market paradise
trade you do in human souls commodity and ware
buy and sell your targets exchange material for our care
 
You have numbered mankind like slaughter for the sheep
branded their mind and hands your ideology they keep
hazy is the outline your doctrine of their need
veiled by the costume concealment of greed
 
How many become lost in the glitter of your store
never satisfied with plenty but always wanting more
like idols you make them cannot see nor hear nor speak
boldly feed their vanity corrupt the very weak
 
Your stock and trade the trap you've laid
you do counterfeit what's True
with commerce shade a new religion made
skilled entrapments pervade the view
 
Just like the old religions their lusts do you restore
with craftiness you perpetuate avocation of the Whore
Costly is her clothing embroidered veil upon her head
outside painted beautiful but inside is dead
 
You've sold them an ideal and into they've bought
so many think they're nothing unless they have alot
the emptiness interior with diversion seek to fill
subtle its inception nearly painless way to kill
 
sources Ezekiel chapters 27-28
Apocalypse chapters 13 and 18
 
COPYRIGHT © 2010  C. Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


Details | Free verse | |

Slowing Down

A river cuts through the center of this town.
It's small to be sure but it's a river.
In years past soldiers from the revolutionary war 
trod on it's muddy banks, maybe they found rest there, or maybe not
but one thing is for sure they were here.

I imagine them sometimes when I sit on an old bench
underneath a tall oak and watch leaves float
to and fro on the rivers currents.

On one occasion as I watched a maple leave
bob it's way in front of me and then dip magically out of view
I looked over to see a solider from time past sitting on the bench next to me.
His face was blackened with dirt which blended perfectly with the drab earth tones
of the shambles that passed as his uniform.
The iron of his musket glinted like it was gloating as it leaned against the back
of the bench.

We sat in a sureal silence for afew moments
and then I commented on the weather and how nice it was
I waited for a response from him and none came
so we sat
him and I
the river kept flowing as if it did not have a care in the world
after awhile I wished him a good day and left the bench

I was almost back to the road when I turned around
to get one last look
last I saw him he was sitting there
rifle leaned against the bench behind him
watching leaves as they drifted haphazardly by

Before I turned around and walked back into my life
he looked over his shoulder and offered me a small nod
along with the beginning of a smile

I have not been back to the bench since
as far as I know he is still sitting there
watching whatever the currents carry by
with the beginnings of a grateful albeit sad smile
etched across his war worn face


Details | Rhyme | |

A DIVIDED HEART

A DIVIDED HEART

We are all born with a heart that is corrupt and wicked within
We are all born dead to the things of God in our trespasses and sin
We all need the new birth to see the kingdom Jesus spoke about
We all need to be born again to enter the kingdom and not be left out.

When we put our trust in Jesus the Holy Spirit comes to live inside
His purpose is to subdue the sin nature that just refuses to be denied
Yielding to His purposes brings about a change of heart and mind
This transformation of life and character only in Him can you find.

The Divine nature implanted in us is to set us free from the curse we are under
Only by obeying God’s word can we experience His life transforming power
Submitting to God is the only way; grace is given to the humble contrite heart
Living under the control of the Spirit is how we show new life has had a start

We are always being pulled in two different directions at the same time
We are experiencing this division constantly in our hearts and in our minds
This inner conflict is always ongoing it is fighting for the control of our life
Yielding to the Spirit is what brings about victory and inner peace from strife.

In our hearts there is a war the Spirit and the flesh are constantly in a fight
We wrestle in our minds between doing what is wrong and what is right
We often do what we don’t want to do that is evidence of the allure of sin
Only by the power of the Spirit can we overcome and win the battle within.

One day our inner war will cease we will see the fullness of our redemption
On that day our flesh will be no more for we will have put on incorruption
We will bow before Jesus seated on His throne and see Him in all His glory
Testimonies of His redeeming grace our lives are a part of His eternal story.


Details | Free verse | |

match my nature

the lovely leaves of spring call to you so sing
the wave of summer heat puts you under me
the fall of leaves and seeds brings about new trees
the winter of bliss or blizzard still sends you out for a chill
you bring me together just like the weather soft of touch
yet light as a feather now a breeze will blow as well
cause a light to grow a fire still to see 
if you match my nature if being burned by a sun
the right flight to see it undone a float and trick
your own be done the glasses we drop for your eyes to pop
the sunlight travels thru nature to left as such it
can burn right too if and when you light a match
this is fire too a hunters scope can work this out
a field of magnifiying pods set at levels of height
can burn down so much yet blow these up too
but will it be a buckle or shoe no this aint no hot
cinderlla story ture but what happens as fire turns 
to blue a search for water the block to shock
a electrical fire burns as well travels blue even 
thru lakes the storms and fires both roam
were be the safety the be when water is no escape
the reality to learn one way or another you also
may burn cause as fast as you are its faster still
when fire of rocks known as lava still you self
and be quick or the next match be you my stick
to all the world how do you feel of hotstuff still
go fast as a light the fight is won now the power 
of the sun yours be undone or well ? hell


Details | Epic | |

Bite

The garden of eden contains the fruits of nature and being one with all its residents. But as evolution triumphs, we move closer to self destruction.
By going forward we are essentially moving backwards.
Stop
I dont want live on this planet anymore
Jumping from the stratosphere
Down
Pluto
Cold
We cant run from time
and our time will come
Taking lives easier than appreciating 
The Fall of nature
Autmn
Winter
.....................
Apple


- Adam


Details | Epic | |

Bite

The garden of eden contains the fruits of nature and being one with all its residents. But as evolution triumphs, we move closer to self destruction.
By going forward we are essentially moving backwards.
Stop
I dont want live on this planet anymore
Jumping from the stratosphere
Down
Pluto
Cold
We cant run from time
and our time will come
Taking lives easier than appreciating 
The Fall of nature
Autmn
Winter
.....................
Apple


- Adam


Details | Cowboy | |

It Used To Be An Open Range

In these dark days of war and death, in these days of turmoil and change—
In these days of political correctness, it sure does seem strange,
How once we did what we wanted – it used to be an open range.

I know now how it must have felt when they strung the range with barbed wire—
An era ended on those plains; the land and men put up for hire—
A way of life and freedom gone – a hard rain that put out the fire.

And nowadays in word and rhyme, it seems poets are all fenced in—
To write of history and yesterday, just seem to be a sin—
They only want these modern ranching times and not those way back when.

We know the world has changed a lot and all our freedoms have a cost—
It seems liberties’ now another word that comes each year with frost,
As mournfully we gaze on sunsets and dream back on all we’ve lost.

So hoist another cup of Joe and raise your drink for one last toast—
Like phantom bison and wild horses, our free ways give up the ghost
And sadly we lean back in saddles and lose the thing we love most. 

In these dark days of war and death, in these days of turmoil and change—
In these days of political correctness, it sure does seem strange,
How once we did what we wanted – it used to be an open range.



Details | Bio | |

Fairly Fierce

Some are timid,
Some are meek,
Some are strong,
Some are weak,

I'm laid back,
And quiet too,
But if you attack,
Don't matter who,

I become an animal,
Like a cornered beast,
I'll fight against all odds,
Till the threat does cease

I have proved this once,
I have proved this twice,
Invade my dignity,
I am not a bit nice,

I've fought against odds,
Where others might cringe,
When I'm done and thru,
Your apt to feel a singe

I go on automatic,
My brain freezes fear out,
I'll take on any odds,
On this you should never doubt

So those who value survival,
Remember when it comes to me,
I may well seem comic and weak,
But beware that which you do not see.


Details | Epic | |

Bite

The garden of eden contains the fruits of nature and being one with all its residents. But as evolution triumphs, we move closer to self destruction.
By going forward we are essentially moving backwards.
Stop
I dont want live on this planet anymore
Jumping from the stratosphere
Down
Pluto
Cold
We cant run from time
and our time will come
Taking lives easier than appreciating 
The Fall of nature
Autmn
Winter
.....................
Apple


- Adam


Details | Ballad | |

The Divine

We built ourselves a universe We were the first cause The unmoved mover The grand architect We watched the people from a far As they dwelled in our world They always wonders "why" and "who am I" An answer we did not give Who are the mortal to know About the divine So they made their own Gods and prophets All right; and all are wrong Some stood the test of time But some just couldn't rhyme So they diminished thier delusions in time They fight and deny all other beliefs Why? It makes no sense to us Why all the big fuss? Cant they all be right? And all wrong? Why do they start discord When they worship the ones of concord Now, it is us the first cause The unmoved mover The grand architect Who are meant to ask "why" and "who are we" When all they do is fight more Far from the true truth


Details | Free verse | |

Pictured and Captured Memories

Effortlessly now as we battle the darkest battle with those known as the greatest powers
The race is not won by the stronger or swifter, have you ever heard of the one who is called The Deliverer
God has handed the poor man a  plot out of poverty, And He has heard the cry of the widow
And the young girl who cries out for vengeance, an Angel tells her, it is the Lord who fights your enemies
So before you come to This place swollen with pride and drunken on your plans for my future misery
Disguised is a blue ninja inside these pictured and captured memories
Defiantly freed for a lifetime and completely treating this as a matter of discretion
Undeserving of nothing, worthy friends are not really what I call my friends at all its unlikely
Because their boast of loyalty is like false fronts and I come up behind them and say why even comment
For it is your words that betray you and despite the lip service that you give me when you preach to me forgiveness
It is not my way to condemn you as judges do when they sentence you for the rest of your lifetime in hell
No I’m like come to a conclusion do away with your false views of me
Land on this solid ground step away from that place all they’ll do is sacrifice you to save themselves
A wrath has descended like storms of destruction the forces are darker than lights when they blackout
The forest is creeping with every creature that is pulled into a place of safety and hiding
Broken arrowheads poisoned with venom are crying out all I need now is a target
Sonic boom sound breaker is broken and long forgotten frozen and composed in music that throws it
Children here the voice of reason, Men are full of deceit and crafty because they are from the devil
Teachers please come and listen for you will teach well after you hear the voice of the Master
Beware! Take heed do not be greedy for a mans life is not consisted of material possessions
By your patience possess your souls, It is expedient that I leave you and go to be with the Father
Because then I will send you the Spirit of comfort and he will bring all these things into remembrance
Lo I am with you all the way to the ends of the earth, and be watchful because no one knows the hour
Not me nor the Angels in Heaven, that time is only known by the Father
And when I say Watch, WATCH! Because I come as a thief in the night!


Details | Free verse | |

Sunset Dinner

[///
I would tell him, 
but he hunkered 
down in his bunker, 
debriefing
with one-thousand-caliber cans of beer.
He rationed himself,
confidentially,
to every Bud.
Every friend
poured from their head-wound
deafening - distinctive - gurgles.
	                               ///]


(…
I dine at a wide clay table -
face the gold-red wall.
I serve myself a setting yolk -
season it with salt.
I eat my meal, and quickly-
forbid the air its warmth.
I stuff myself with sunset;
starved in bed, I bawl
as dusk, so kind, wraps leftovers
for tomorrow evening’s gall
                                         …)


He (like the day) has set;
sunsets taste – different –


Details | Free verse | |

ULYSSES

ULYSSES

Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell:
Ding-dong.
Hark! now I hear them, ding-dong, bell. 1

Cross legged I await 
Heavens beams, to embrace
to bundle to lash with twine
	drifting wood 
While the waves whip the beache's grace

I hold the smooth forked roots in hand 
Roots in time can break stone 
and mold it like the water is able 
Water that feeds the root 
Sun that feeds the fingers

I ask not much old sea
Dashing dead against stones
Barnacles tear at flesh and vessel
low birds impale the shell
to eat salty flesh

Everything and nothing is water
Eternal yet fleeting
Comforting yet cold
Supportive yet unwieldy
Reflective yet transparent
Hungry yet quenchless

Ye oldest mare 
whose rising breasts swell
and hungry opens cavernous
to consume both breast and beam
 
Her victims wash about my feet

Ripen, swell abreast
resign this earth

Death who she knows best
who winged I've seen
who in decay keeps fertile, she
who drinks endless of streams immortal

I await her sea-nymphs call for me
Though I alone shall not quell
her endless thirst, 
	when half submersed.
Ding-dong.
Hark! now I hear them, ding-dong, bell

Deus pasit corvos*


Tempest 1. 2   (1)
God feeds the ravens*


Finishing Line Press.  Book FAREWELL TO THE DUST, by C. S. Leaf avalible March 2008
www.FinishingLinePress.com


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The Smoke

What's that flirts in the distant horizon?
Up from the hottest lands of frozen.
Is the clouds of Grey?
Or is it the darkest of rays?
Is it the canopy that covers hope/
Or is it the breath with which the hearts get chocked?

Oh! Its dull than the dullest of weather -
As if allthe seeds of daekness in it hath gathered -
Its the smoke -
The smoke of destruction,
The smoke of friction,
The smoke of blemishe'd motion.

The smoke - rushing up from the clutter of engines,
The smoke hath engulfed the country regimes,
The smoke in the din and bustle,
The smoke in the parties and dazzles.
Whence peace was settling itself under the sun,
Many, a lot did thump with their guns,
The smoke curved its way out from here and hence - 
It did pale and brush the love's fence.


Whence the path was straight 
A lot we all did fret,
Now whence the smoke hath filled the bower,
We'll have to climb the curvy hazy stairs up to the heaven's lower.


Details | Ballade | |

The history of Scituate Light

Below this dome
The earthy place 
Lies a stone lighthouse 
Sturdy standing in place
Across the waters it does face 
Brought to birth at 1810
 
She’s been there for years 
As fishermen left their piers  
Guiding ships and boats 
Safety is what she promotes

During the war of 1812 
British war ship came town
Bringing to many a frown  
They plundered and buried many New England 
Vessels 
Here in this Scituate town that nestles
 
The lighthouse keeper sent out a shot 
From the cannon with loud drama on the spot 
The angered British captain then departed 
Back home he had charted

Later in years in need of repairs
And towns peoples sneers
To the crumbling of stairs  
In 1855 the lighthouse received a Fresnel lens

And then 
Minot’s ledge light was lighted on November 15.1860 
Situate light was changed in a jiffy 
The lights went black 
And so the growth of sea wrack 
Then in the government hauled 
In 1924 an automatic light was installed 
 
No lighthouse keeper was needed 
And so it proceeded 
Throughout the plans 
The light changed hands 
And at times lay their abandon 
In 1956 an Italian freighter ran aground 
Laying next to the lighthouse mound 
In 1994 the lighthouse was brought back 
Once more
A part of the historic society for all to adore 
Where it remains lit on Situate shores