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Patrick Kail
Long ago I lost a precious thing that used to lift me up as it lifted burdens shouldered with it's way of
tender holding .How barren now that what has left it's mark to shame us .Just in a role and this acheless
rage so apt a trick it lies alone as so in many ways reaching each as it denied us. Tertiary paid in knowledge
first an icon green so paramount.Strip ped barren now and left us naught but naked thoughts of whats
spilled a path while denying everything but woe to us the wickedness to whats yet still left so easily still
wanting.
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Patrick Kail
Love Fast Run Far
by James P Kail Wednesday April 17th 2013
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Patrick Kail
There are silent deeds which needs be done.The sorts of which the Wicker Man would whisper well in a whetstones way.As a well honed edge waits in stealth for the prideful whelp who swaggers tall.Before the footfalls not quite not quite heard but minded , muted , then dismissed.As mostly musings of a childs fear , each step fell mired in the madness blind.Slowly slipping from his mind.Though in truth not far behind him there came that of which no words describe.Other then a Darklings Gift He should beware of.Were He though his fear would quicken.Coagulating slowly at first;Urine:The blood lust.That which bumps within the night is better to be what is heard.Then what harks the call of silent deeds which needs be done.Whilst something wicked this way comes. James P Kail Friday December 14th 2012 as of yet an untitled work verse 1
When will I learn what I know so well, this priceless thing You may have it from me kept strong and so closely that it's returned as we share it growing stronger each day as we keep and we hold it.Strange that it is, if either one sold it or broke it. Just once sad to say is enough that neither of one us would or could if I may hear words of pure truth no matter how true if the other had told it.No second chance just second guessing , every fond memory comes under question.The import of deeds now become past deceptions as the paths of our lives take a turn for the worse and what once was so simple a thing with no question .Second star from the left straight on all thats left is to mourn bad directions that led straight to this Hell.Sincerely I hope You have learned what it is I won't give You so long as I live Unless You have earned it , I have nothing to give.So TRUST in this as I TRUST it will serve You .I have TRUST in Your words in these ones alone .I didn't deserve You .TRUST me if only I'd known. jAMES P Kail thursday november 22 2012
On this path I travel,weary worn from the road less tread upon.I see nothing so fair as Thee.Yet for when I close my eyes perchance to dream of such beauty fair.Without compare or equal to the memories I keep for times of need as theses treasured ones I have of You.Lifted up on them alone,within a place of longing for naught forgotten friends.A love that while kept so long,yet still it casts these fettered chains of mine far flung and sets me free. For Lesa by James P Kail Tuesday November 20th 2012
On this path I travel,weary worn from the road less tread upon.I see nothing so fair as Thee.Yet for when I close my eyes perchance to dream of such beauty fair.Without compare or equal to the memories I keep for times of need as theses treasured ones I have of You.Lifted up on them alone,within a place of longing for naught forgotten friends.A love that while kept so long,yet still it casts these fettered chains of mine far flung and sets me free. For Lesa by James P Kail Tuesday November 20th 2012
"Limpid pools of prevarications laid down and to the left.The ayes and nays of what lay between us , belie sweet spoken claims of truth.A Chalice filled with promise is naught but empty if held and turned the same. Once upright empty , still ; as silent as a plea unaswered . The void of need unfilled.To late to slake a Knightly thirst. Lips parched and broken , will never hold that cup upright.While misbegotten fools grasping crudely , face her to the ground. With vulgar jibes and leers they sit and drink their fill of She who suffers the slings and arrows of fools thrown coppers for the Goddess , in Whom they don't believe. James Patrick Kail August 4th 2012"
"I would Hold U Closely but Never in Contempt.I Would Hold The Door 4 U Each and Every Place We Went.Come War I'd Hold the Line 4 U Or If Ever There Was Need.I'd Hold My Last Lifes Breath 4 U and Drown So U Could Breathe.As I Hold U in My Heart as I Hold U In My Gaze As I Hold Your Hand So Lovingly While I Hold My Head Up High.I Will Hold Each Moment Spent With U Clearly In My Mind. James P Kail July 2012
"You are the Forge that tempers my Steel.The Artisan that Reshapes me.I am the Canvas that Changes the Stroke of the Brush .You are the Cause Well Fought for and I the Earthly Need You Have Wrought.We are the Blood When We Blush. James Patrick Kail Thursday July 12th 2012"
Theres a thinning between the realms this night.A time and place for souls to cross the Great Divide of Life and Death.If mine broke free and chanced to pass Your way,would You feed on it,feel the need of it as You took My breath away?Would You fill Me with Your own in kind?The one I hunger for.While I felt Myself fall forward fastly and everlasting as our tounges fought playfully and passed it ba
ck and forth.Would You give Me Yours to keep in place where Mine once was , so as to keep it safe?Theres a thinning where I lose Myself.Felt free and bold as I shiver from Your lips on Mine.No thought of anything but the moments cold , as this kiss which freezes time.As I would hold You on this Halloween.I would hold You Hallowed For Now and Evermore.Cleaved to Body,Heart and Soul.I hold this Moment in This Kiss We Shared This Very Night. A Hallowed Kiss on Halloween by James Patrick Kail Wednesday October 31 2012
Roiling,simmering,boiling while quivering.This toiling ,this Maddening Lust;Gifted Hard;this thing in Me.Til dawns light first breaks,feel a Rage,Pure so Freely.Bended knee;drink deeply.Fill the Cup:Satiaite me.With Glistened Lips ,lick them sweetly.A ton of Ash.Burned Hot ,Completely.When looking up ,so sweetly .Naming My Sangreal;Whom I just FELT:My Soul and Self was the Quested Completion;Of a Daemons True Nature.Fulfilled in The Grail,The One Cup That Cups Me.So Comely,I LOVE THEE. James Patrick Kail Saturday October 20 2012.
I see deeply;far behind the mask You show to others.The facets of a brilliant mind , You hide from Rubes and Lovers.An Eclipse of Your own contrivance,crafted skillfully so sweet and cunning.Your star shines brightly.Haileys beads dance in Your eyes so revealing and exciting.Exquisitely Unique a Beauty thats delighting.Ever there and even in the darkness.If I were blind I still would know,Your Heart,and Soul,so Dazzling; as Your mind is.Effervescent and Erudite, a Bubbling Fount of Brilliance.I Drink Deeply of the Sight. As My Mind Thirsts:So You Slake Me James Patrick Kail .July 28 2012
I know that Dragons do Exist I saw them dance one time. Summer Midnight turning Graceful.In perfect Circles They Wrote a Poem Harmonic.A first and perfect twelfth apart , wing scribed across the skies.The same three words etched honestly as Dragons cannot lie.I Love You burned perfectly each time they circled distantly together,closely far apart.Looking at The Words of Truth as One;each Through Their Own Eyes James Patrick Kail 11/07/2012
Patrick Kail The most precious thing I have within,this blood streaked bone white cage.Once was given freely , as this time ; once again.Full of raging emptiness,bruised and battered ; thrown back at my feet.A sallow , shattered , shuttered , shard , of what it used to be.Shrouded now in broken fallen shame.I pick up shadow pieces from the floor on which it lay.Putting back the worth of it in a void from whence it came.I know it will be safe there until a promise dripping, its desire, comes this way.With nary a remembrance of proffered dreams returned. A careless crimson hand holds up what beats so fearlessly .Inside : In Time.The day I Trust Again. James Patrick Kail Friday October 26th 2012