John Rhinem Poet I do not know?

Dungeons and Dragons

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To pour lifes words from the chalice into ones soul; thirsting ~

Never be it quenched; living waters, cascading from loves fountain 

Into these eyes; and let not anothers breath, be the vision as of mine...

Carved this knife to slice fervent veins clingling, unto amissful sight; bite

The sepulcher of my throat; spewing black sediment into the sky 

That I may bleed these shadows from my heart; amputating yesterdays

Poisons, amid tomorrows crimsons tongue...

Drain living waters into my soul that I may not bow at the altar 

Of sorrows; casting away loves treasured gifts left strewn in forgotten dust

Carried into the ambient winds of tears; perdition now its conjured home

No, I shall not be left to rot in hades no matter how far it is I may fall...

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...“Dungeons and Dragons” ~

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John Loving Iii April 8, 2012 at 8:15 AM HAPPY EASTER JOHN!

Sandy Ivy D March 29, 2012 at 8:29 PM nice

John Loving Iii March 29, 2012 at 5:32 PM 2072, no i'm still not helping in your dibolical sceme.

Doris Culverhouse February 4, 2012 at 7:56 PM Hey John, hope you are having a great weekend....mine is good getting some yard work done that was needed....I am sorry to say that it might be raining tonight and tomorrow. Bummer. Thanks for the erotic poem gave me a cheap thrill. ]]]]

Samantha Fryzel January 29, 2012 at 4:57 PM thank you for your sweet comments on my poems : ) i love how your poems remind me of shakespears : ) Luv ~Sammie~

Lucinda Cayton January 25, 2012 at 4:22 PM now our valentines day calloboration is on facebook :)~ so is much more than you'll ever know. Lucinda Cayton January 25, 2012 at 4:23 PM I cannot believe you would take it back, you said to post it. gamers.

Poet Destroyer A January 19, 2012 at 10:59 AM Lol... John, smile... You just made me laugh...Hitler...ha ha....maybe I will write one on him.... He he he... Hope you are fine.. My hero poet...always...pd

Debbie Duncan December 31, 2011 at 4:10 PM I like the words ;} Happy New Year John to you and yours ,, and thank you for your heart felt comments on my Sweet Ecstasy;}

Anne-Lise Andresen December 25, 2011 at 11:09 AM Thank you for comment on me "Feel free"poem John. Love (grandma teddy)Anne-Lise ps,I like this poem,well done John!

Natalie The Rogue Rhymer December 24, 2011 at 8:29 AM John-this is pretty intense-wish I could write like that! Nice :)

Lisa Cooper November 20, 2011 at 5:28 PM I love your style of writing

Sara Kendrick November 20, 2011 at 12:52 PM Interesting work..The first line "To pour life's words from the chalice into ones soul(thirsting never to be quenched)..Life's words is "The Words Of Life" sing them over again to me that Jesus died that we might have life and have it more abundantly or is that speaking of words in general?..Today I was awed at the thought about words in general and how many there are and life is so short and we don't get to learn and use be so few in our own language let alone other languages..Thanks ..Sara Sara Kendrick November 20, 2011 at 12:54 PM Thanks for the times that you have stopped by and taken the time to comment about my work..Yes, it will be great to stroll over heaven with you some sweet day where trouble and heartache are all past away..Sara

Joseph Osita November 18, 2011 at 11:37 AM You really know how to use metaphors. Each line is well worded with vivid imaginations. Have a nice day

Nick Bagnall November 11, 2011 at 6:42 AM well theres plenty of vocabulary in that one, you've managed to create an old engligh feel to the poem with it's use. Like the last line, though the link with the title seems a bit tenuous.