We go on burning fossil fuel
thinking that nature we can fool.
No lessons do we seem to learn
as more and more carbon we burn.
Despite seeing climate warming
the see-o-two we’re still dumping.
More water vapour in the air
begins to add to our despair.
The rain is pouring more and more
and so we have flooding galore.
And now the glaciers are melting
that leads to sea levels rising.
Will our wise leaders show the way
or with self-interest will they stay?
Infernal Flame
Beneath the gothic arches, his gaze held fast,
In candlelit chambers, their desires impure,
Whispers like velvet, dark seduction amassed,
Her raven hair beckons, with sinful allure,
Blood-red roses fell, memories of lovers past,
In shadowed embrace, their dark tale would occur,
A forbidden love, born from infernal fire,
A raging passion of unbridled desire.
We dance beneath a carousel of blood
Tears flowing from the eyes causing a flood
We're just damned by our own intentions
Brewed by our interpersonal tensions
Lightning lances lively, and we're losing
Because reality is what we keep refusing
When there is no defusing mistakes we're choosing
It's bruising and abusing but we keep accusing
Each other of this nightmare we're dealt
When it's hard to have talked about how we felt
What does it mean to see an infernal prison to one born free
This ship we ride is brittle battling a bristling sea
But the fact is eventually the carousel stops spinning
And even the devil can't stop from grinning
For we have awoken the harbinger of end times
And we all must atone for our sins and crimes
So when you gaze into the unfathomable eyes of the abyss
Know that death awaits with a little kiss
And maybe then you will know it when you see
What an infernal prison means to one born free
hell's goal is to heal
shall we evolve and swap now~
shun hell afterward
do each of those who
wish the worst for other kin~
they, too, deserve hell
paradise on earth
guess someone else's hellhole~
shield it to yourself
Written: March 27, 2023
Hell Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori
All heaven struggled, good and evil clash;
Lucifer's crowd was cast to earth in shame.
Babel's plot to reach heaven, mere slapdash;
God upset language; words became a game.
In His hometown, Jesus bound His powers;
miracles in Nazareth were blocked out.
Were their skeptics so different from ours?
God clouds the ears of those who dare to doubt.
Sovereign insight is way beyond man's light.
Facing death on a cross, no small bother;
repentance from sin brings life eternal.
Christ's vision requires infinite foresight -
mankind united with God, the Father.
Existence sans God is life infernal.
July 10, 2022
My theme: a quatorzain about life,
I used Rhyme Zone (abab, cdcd, etc, etc) and How Many Syllables (8 per line) to check
Sponsor Constance La France
Contest Name It's All About Three Q's
The city is full, dark, not alight...
Mountains of man's creation loom,
The horizon is aglow.
Bleeding into midnight...
Stars glisten in the dome of heaven
Pinholes to another reality.
I lie watching,
The celestial fires of distant realms, flow...
Dance the eternal waltz of oblivion.
A city dark and vast,
Canyons of annihilation.
The only light is heavens fire,
Midnight has come to pass.
City full Dark!
Lighting strobes on Horizon edge...
Watching the wraiths gather in time...
Neon shimmers in the black to life
Against the Night
Dance and twirl, Crack!
Only a damned nation knows,
I lie awake awake watching
the eternal heavenly war
Aglow
Against
infernal black.
Love wrapped itself around my heart with a chain not meant to be broken. That was the way it was supposed to be, for I had no intention of ever choosing to break free. In marriage we were yoked by sentiments that once were real, but were lost somewhere along the way. Through fate or destiny, there is no release from love's infernal dance. My heart was left without a clue, wondering why things went wrong, and so it laments in songs of misery.
singing forlorn blues
emotions, falling as tears
refrains from my heart
No cries for mercy will ever set my heart free from knotted ropes of memories. I'm tethered in arrested custody; a caged bird, a lonesome dove whose cheeks are salted from rivers wept. Lost is the key to open the lock that would unshackle me. I've lifted the veil, my Wizard of Oz curtain, by writing about my heartache in lyrical sonnets. Yet, I still travel down the yellow brick road...alone, searching for a way to bring my heart back home.
just drifting along
seeking a haven of calm
for my heart to mend
December 24, 2020
Curtains Of Your Heart Contest
Sponsored by Chantelle Anne Cooke
infernal urinal
which was always external
also eternal
how about beatitude
wonder about altitude
and then attitude
Jim Horn
the clowns, their smiles and frowns,
continue to gripe in the big tent abyss.
the epic fail of their lives an applause
from the demons who have them in grip.
10/26/2020
Original Title: Clown At The Abyss
Liberum Divisa 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Gregory Barden
The Infernal Serpent
coiled ’round the soul of man
strangles the love and understanding
imbued by the Creator
supplanting it with hatred and distrust.
The result
conflict
Collection: Attaining Peace
Written: June 2019
When spring comes to an end it's time for summer to begin.
June, July and August are the months that are the hottest.
Shinning like a diamond in the sky the sun hangs so very high.
Heat waves ascend as summer begins like Dante's infernal it seems never to end.
Dancing on seashores during the day are the sun's glistening rays.
Spontaneous showers do rain down cooling off the parched scorched ground.
Hurricanes bring wind, rain and thunder creating havoc and all that plunder.
Lazy days of summer give one's mind the chance to wonder.
Fluffy white clouds float in the sky letting imaginations take off and fly.
Ocean's, glittering is the spray blowing off the cresting waves.
Lighting bugs do fly against the background of a starry sky.
When the heat of summer ends it is time for fall's winds to blow again.
Rage seems to seep inside me these days
Must exhale and extract the pain,
Without loss there can be no gain
Most dont know that thunder rolls either ways
I ask myself if my thoughts sound insane
But perfect clarity pours faster through like the rain
Ready as i aim
As my soul trains,
Coming battles of the fray
Had another nightmare
Woke up with a empty stare while the emotions i felt
Still lurked on my minds lair
Wishing she was never there
Slept longer than usual,
Past my alarm clock, but these days sometimes i dont care
Trying to get these thoughts out of my head
Full of nightmares im filled when i lay on my bed
I repeat this cycle of life without her near
And inside i begin to feel the tear
Why did you go?
Internally im always struggling
Hoping to change, but it always stays the same
Always filled with pain
This sorrow grips my name
I must continue to fight
Or inside..
Il surely die
I feel i must breathe out these flames,
Wreathe it on a sword and fight out these things
Cascading down these chambers of my mind
Searching to refine everything searing on my mind
Something to salve and clear the mind of mine that is blind
You know your time when notes begin to rthymn
Forming for you these visions that allow you to look through
My eyes
It grows with time until the blades edge is sharped and fine
Unseal and reveal everything in with the hymns
Storm the emotions while thunder cries
With my Heart broken so many times,
Sometimes i feel ripe to die
Crawling underneathe thorns in a fine line
I suppose il survive
This infernal incages me in flames
Forgetting my own name
I feel like im going insane
Falling with my feet up
Will my world change?
As it stays the same?
Yes still i forsake my name
This is how it feels in the dead trenches
As im lashed internally with jagged chains
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