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We were taking our nightly walk in suburbia.
Every evening after dark, the same routine-
Well, that night we were in for a surprise
Every light in the neighborhood went out!
Right then, I slipped off of the sidewalk.
Excruciating pain radiated from my ankle.
Even though I could see nothing, I reached.
Never had I felt so helpless, in my life.
Just when I was about to lose my balance again, I felt his hand.
Obviously, he saw that I needed help, I, screaming loudly.
Yet, again he calmed me, pulled me close, and held me.
I knew we had to look at my leg.
Not that it was broken, but probably sprained.
Getting home seemed like it would be impossible, ominous.
Almost apocalyptic!
Strongly, he shouted, “Come on, we’ll make it if I have to drag you.”
To my surprise, I felt his big hairy hands grab me.
Right as I was about to sink to the ground again,
Over his shoulders I was tossed!
Like a sack of potatoes, I hung there…not walking.
Laughing inside because I knew I was safe with him,
I clung on for dear life!
Not knowing what was next, and scared.
Ominous thoughts began to flood my imagination.
U. F. O. s appeared in my mind’s eye…abduction!
Reality turned fuzzy.
Nuclear invasions by aliens seemed factual.
Explosions boomed all around.
I Screamed, not with pain, but with terror.
Gasping, I cried, “Get me out of here! “
“Hurry, please!”
Blackness everywhere and he looked at me weird.
Oh, how I wished for a flicker of light.
Raw fear was overpowering reason.
He, on the other hand, seemed to brave it well.
Often, in the past, he had shown courage, too.
Oblivious to the real world, I pounded his back.
Delighted to be safe, although half upside down!
Just then, he started hysterical laughing.
Usually, he was calm in every situation.
So, I wondered what was going on.
Terrible thoughts intruded; even shadows frightened me.
Practically frozen with fear, I could hardly breathe.
Afraid my heartbeat would be heard.
Sane, but wondering if I were crazy.
Trying to talk, but my voice kept cracking.
“Desperately,” I shouted, “Look up in the sky!
Aliens are coming to get us. We are going to die!
Reassuring me, he said, "You are going to be all right.
Keeping hope, he took me down the dark streets to the hospital!
©February 18, 2011
Dane Smith-Johnsen
Who is the hunter? Who is the victim? Where do we place the blame? Anger surging
through our veins, sadness feeding on the pain...a reflection and heap of human
nature; its all the same. Beyond normality, the killer writes a piece of work that was
never revised. Fragments of thoughts remain on this page.
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My love, my predator...false defender
You left me unconscious
Struggling, choking...
Into the abyss you will dwell
Forever rotting in Hell
Crazed and disoriented
Weak as a wounded deer
How can I feel such rage and fear?
This madness growing in my bones
It’s never what I called my own
Feel the pain
Kill the pain
Where I remain.
The love, the hidden wars
Opening up a thousand doors
And throughout the wars
The predator scores
Feeding hungrily on the sores
My love, my predator...false defender
You left me unconscious
Struggling, choking...
Into the abyss you will dwell
Forever rotting in Hell
You’ll never know what you meant to me...
Determination ignites
Despite the blinding light
That burns through your tattered wings
You predator!
You murderer!
Are you ready for this?
Through rage I force myself on,
Though these vines of pain keep growing on
And throughout the wars
Who knows who scores?
The predator?
The victim?
My love, my predator...false defender
You left me unconscious
Struggling, choking...
Into the abyss you will dwell
Forever rotting in Hell
I will find you,
Mark you and bind you,
I will find you, find you
Mark you and grind you..
In pieces...
A flawless predator!
Your blood drains and pours
On those many blood-stained doors!
My love will blanket the abyss,
Laughing at your misfortune
The laughter I’ll never miss...
In no time I will find you,
smite you, remind you,
Of what I endured!
Murderer to the core!
Below in the abyss where I lay
the love blanket smothers me
indeed, the trap was set for me
I am the predator, false defender!
You have ignited her!
Face her!
Bind her!
She is your predator
Feed on her sores
Savior the pain
For there you will remain.
Hey! Hello! Fan’O Music,
Get up !!!
Be Energetic!
Come on now,
Got to leave this somehow,
Pour your heart now,
Coz later …….would have no time..
To recall it all anyhow.
I wanted one,
With whom could have fun,
Would loved to have it done,
And avoided feeling a moron.
They tried to make a show,
Of the attitude they grow,
But all you blockhead fellow,
Yet do not you know,
There’s still a lot I got to show,
And more than that for sure can I grow,
…..As I have got a backbone stronger than yours…
They’re all grown a dolt,
In the heads, got screws and bolt,
They fail to see the brighter, bigger side,
That every coin has another side,
One, that in me, is bonafide,
Many as such has still to come….
With the passing tide.
“My” is the content of their soul,
Outward they let its opposite show,
All preserve their personal ego,
And constantly lurk for the time to show,
Forget do they in their flow,
They’re, with this, almost nowhere to go.
Those freaks say “it harms”,
Even when its mine, they raise an alarm,
In oil and spice do they find the charm,
God!!! They live like “in a farm”.
They think they got it,
And the rest are none to mind,
They feel am the one to linger,
About them all my life,
But couldn’t they be more mistaken,
For themselves possess nothing inside.
When in my heart they got no seat,
They laughed me out,
For I was not them,
But here….when is a feast,
They’re trying to push me out,
For they feel in me there is no gem.
Somethings never change,
Somethings I never forget,
Somethings they won’t change,
And somethings I won’t let change.
Hmmmm……so nothing’s gonna change?????
……………………………………..
But! I’ll change this “No-Change”.
You got to do it all now,
For you have to get ém all – “wow”,
All you thought of then,
Just now here you pen,
T’will help you remember,
The opportunities now to plunder.
What they believe,
Of me, won’t they ever see,
But would receive,
What I wanted them to see.
I do it now for my own,
All and on my own,
With support of my own,
To fulfill the dream,
One which, to my heart, myself have shown.
Your goals are a demanding affair,
Hmmm….
Sooo….Let all be passé…and prepare.
Form:
AN UNFORGETTABLE EVE WHEN THE WIND OPTED TO BLOW
SNOW
Saturday sought snow and became a shawl for the entire northeast
but for me it was heaven sent at the very least
The lights from the lounge reflected off the white wide world
And the evening’s festivities were akin to feathers blessed by flight
It was the final tune of that night
A night astoundingly bright
And then she mystically appeared,
that evening’s gift to me
but the evening ended before she got to know me
For the band was on their symphonic way out
while two people who felt bound together for no reason suffered unreasonable doubt
And I did not inquire as to how I could touch her once again
So you see,
As seasons do disparate deeds and April slays the snow………………
By the time the ice and snow were done
I ended up the most sorrowful one
Hours devoured days since I hoped to hold her hand to dance
Alas when dreamed did I of her
By what name wouldst she be summoned forth
Thusly I gave her many names
All mellifluent
All melodic
All floral
All names that claimed a soul serene
Each day I’d wonder why I lost that which would sustain me alone
No food, no drink, but ever do not wrench us two apart
I knew not the trail to her abode,
on a street blessed by her presence
No way to see that sight of light and brightness for me to behold
The next week I was calling Saturday sadder day
Yet and still a friend coaxed me into going where I had found the first sight of a lady who
was the embodiment of love made mystic by the music’s end
but hopefully to be continued
Someone opened the door to the lounge
As the band was played the last song, some kind of classical composition mixed with jazz
My eyes scanned the room that she might as I had, come there
but for to meet me
And yes, there she was, and smiled sensually as she drew nigh
and then utter the sigh of her "hi"
We both agreed that the whole week had been a master with no heart
And now, for years we’ve danced to music that gave our love its most romantic start
2011.…Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
When you said those things you said to me,
You had never given it a single thought……
About what might be going on in my life.
You assumed that I had done something on purpose
to upset you or let you down, to break your rules.
You never once emailed me to find out why I was absent……
All the while for days I struggled with the news,
not wanting to tell people that I care about this new “sob story” .
Like I haven’t had enough sob stories in my life lately to tell.
I feel contagious with negativity. Like I have leprosy…..
Poetically speaking.
Who wants to hang with somebody with troubles all the time?
But……I sat all alone in the doctors office shaking at the news given to me.
The C-Word…that dreaded word…..that word that my Daddy heard.
The ****ing C Word that killed him and now my turn.
Maybe.. Maybe
We shall see, It is in my Father’s hands and His will ... I serve Him.
And you, my “friend”, were IN MY FACE with some stupid accusation:
“Why did you not post a poem here or comment in so long?
Are you just too busy for us?
Don’t you know we need to have those comments?
Well, you can answer me within 24 hours or I will delete your page from my poetry site.”
I could not believe my eyes when I read that!
Are we going to learn to not judge others before opening our mouth to accuse?
Are we going to throw burning coals upon the maimed
that are already laid out as food for demons
and assume that they aren’t living up to our expectations?
ASSUME: making an ASS out of U and Me.
Where is the love that you said you have for me?
'Friend/sister?'
One thing I won’t tolerate: That is MY not forgiving you for the hurt you have caused.
I FORGIVE YOU and release you from this careless mistake.
But I also ASK you to learn something from it and not repeat it with another person who
maybe hurting.
NO! I don't want to get IN YOUR FACE in return.
And please, Forgive me when I don’t live up to your expectations.
When you crucify me or somebody else, you did it to Him all over again.
Are those tears falling from the heavens today?
BLIND INJUSTICE
I know that’s what she wants me to be
But that’s just not me
As I stood on an oak floored alter
All of my friends certain I would faultier
But no one should ever fault her
The poor little lady was made so weak
while all the while I wanted her to speak
Tell me what bills are due
tell me what the hell is new
But especially explain to me how the blind man knew
But I must get betrothed for a lot of money I owe
So this, to me, was something I had to do, that much I know
Because Big Black Bruce is a dude you don’t want to owe money to
So I pretty much was being made to vomit out “I do”
Bruce told me that he wasn’t going to get me with a knife or a gun
He would just make me wish he had killed me with one
And let me tell you I was in $2,350 deep
Because 80 percent pure heroin in new york city wasn’t cheap
So there stood she,
My bride to be
With a countenance that counts
And nerves of steel for when trouble mounts
My only thought was fight, flight and flee
Because she was marrying a very “ not me”
Yet she always accepts everything I’ve ever done
So what do you do when your flesh tells you to run?
But look out in the pews
Women wearing their fanciest shoes
They all came to party after the “I do’s”
Yet and still a small voice couldn’t summon my words I refuse
But could I stay united with someone who had married a fake?
And be forgiven for every errant action I ever make
How long would our hiding place still be that hidden lake
And as for me I feel as if I’m making a cataclysmic mistake
What with all the vows I am about to make and breach
S**t, I remember Belize with another lovely on a secluded beach
With golden and glistening sand
And just at the right time she took my hand
Or perhaps I’m wrong and it wasn’t Belize it was a floral field
While I’m afraid my secret will be revealed
Oh so very pretty in all puffy and fluffy white
But suddenly I realized I was definitely right’
So I grabbed my best man and we didn’t drive……… we flew
And I still wonder how that blind man knew
© 2011.…poefree
QUOTE ME BY CHAPTER AND CURSE
No, seriously there are people worse then me, and I’m a lothario and a liar
But then there are these douche bags who see an empty warehouse and for fun set it afire
I commit crimes and hold people I have pity for as hostages while holding a gun
But stoned and stupid junkies, unlike me, do horrendous things solely for fun
I knocked down an old lady……………….. cane and f*****g all
Once I had her bread you think I gave a damn that she’d fall?
S**t, I’d rob my grandmother and later on promise her a soft and silken shawl
And listen, when robbing inhabited homes the floorboards will squeak
if you walk but not if you crawl
Turn your back on me b***h, I dare you, and leave that diamond ring right there
By the time you turn around the diamond is gone and my running footsteps is all you’d hear
Invite your folks over for dinner on Thursday but tell your mom you want to see some jewels
You keep them busy, while I rob them blind because one thing I ain’t is one those fun-loving
fools
What I am saying essentially and I hope effectively is that there are certain people you simply
can’t trust
The ones who think desperation is a game, for there are none so blind and ashes to ashes and
dust to dust
I’ll climb up a six story building to apartment six “B” because I know there are riches in
apartment six “B”
Christ, I’ll beat an aged man half to death if I want something of his and he doesn’t agree
So look out for the ones who lie like a Lothario and will rob you blind
And deserve to be robbed because they are un-sympathetic and un-kind
While the old lady was dressing I was undressing her drawer of gold
And when you stare into my sky blue pink eyes realize I could have robbed it and by now it
would be sold
I’ll wield a sword honed so sharp and a very frightening knife
And believe me my acts of thievery would become readily more rife
I harm, threaten and rob people and then go home to my wife
She makes a really good pot roast, and knows I could never actually take a life
© ….Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
WILL YOU PLEASE LET ME GET TO THE JOINT?
Listen
I’ve got an indisputably effective plan
And it’s fundamentally and philosophically correct, man
So at once dash out that joint
So I can reveal unto you my point
Without hesitation
Sans equivocation
And minus mitigation
so instead of the weed inhale the following information
Society’s god advises them to take vengeance not
And to adhere to the piousness of his pompous plot
Yet I say allow no man to bring you to your knees
In favor of following that which His Holy Bible decrees
Over and over and over once more
When a man does me wrong that’s not something I choose to ignore
Nor will I become Mother Mary’s masculine and manly whore
“Turn the other cheek”
Look, that’s reserved for the meek and the weak
And it just so happens I know nothing about god-speak
They urge words and ideals of which I know nil
Because a man who does me wrong will be presented with a bitter pill
A tablet my anger for that man will be sworn unto swallow
Because I was born and shall die with a heart that is hollow
And shall shaft a man with a sword into any man who does me wrong
Since my desire to never forgive will forever remain strong
So I allow vengeance to take up residence within my soul
Which thusly turns my heart into sedimentary coal
And darkens that organ more with each passing hour
Because I am definitely not pious but do have the power
For I am a creature with the ways and means in my own manner never to
forgive
...............For so long as I, a consummate sinner, shall live
with the destructiveness my anger will breed
And with certainty I will live to see that man beg, plead and bleed
And in that solitary slice of a semi-second reprisal will be mine
With punitive punishment as propagated by my palpable design
Because I was birthed to disapprove, disregard and definitively disappoint
Okay man, it’s now time to reignite that joint
© 2011.…Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
AN UNFORGETTABLE EVE WHEN THE WIND OPTED TO BLOW
SNOW
Saturday sought Snow and became a shawl for the entire northeast
but for me it was heaven sent
The lights from the lounge reflected off the white wide world
And the evening’s festivities were akin to feathers blessed by flight
It was the final tune of that night so right
And then she mystically appeared,
that evening’s gift to me
But no, ’twas music and dance no more for us that eve or evermore
For the band was on their symphonic way
And I did not inquire as to how I could touch her once again
So you see,
As seasons do disparate deeds April slay the snow………………
And as the ice and snow had done
sorrowfully she was gone
Hours devoured days since I’d held her hand to dance
Alas when dreamed did I of her
By what name wouldst she be summoned forth
Thusly I gave her many names
All mellifluent
All melodic
All floral
All names that claimed a soul serene
Each day I’d wonder why I lost that which would sustain me alone
No food, no drink, but ever do not wrench us two apart
I knew not the trail to her abode,
on a street blessed by her presence
No way to see that sight of light and brightness for me to behold
The next week I was calling Saturday sadder day
Yet and still a friend coaxed me into going where I had found the first sight of a
lady who was the embodiment of love made mystic by the music’s end
Never to be continued
Someone opened the door to the lounge
And the band was playing some kind of classical composition mixed with jazz
My eyes scanned the room that she might as I had, come there
but for to meet me
And yes, there she was, and smiled sensually as she drew near
We both agreed that week had been a master with no heart
And still, for years we’ve danced to music that gave our love its most romantic
start © 2011.…Phreepoetree
knock knock knock
on my front door
i get up to look
it's lonliness at the door
but quite and still
i would not let
lonliness in so peacefull i slept
morning came
and with the knocks once more
but i kept my temper
and evened the score
inside i sat quietly
wishing he'd go away
but he yelled from outside
he had something to say
i said "go away"
and i put a record on
something moving and grooving
i played it all day long
but when evening came
i put on a sweater
and decided to play
something much better
something smooth
something sentimental
something with lyrics
that are very gentile
something with words
that don't dare remind
of terrible incidences
recently left behind
constantly reminding me
it should be a crime!
it should be a crime!!
it should be a crime!!!
anger was present
he had a key
i was glad to see him
and he was glad to see me
but lonliness
though being out side
made his presence known
in certian shadows
in certian rooms
anger said
"have a drink"
and handed me a bottle
"listen up. i know how to fix that flirt.
slap her in the face.
rub her name in the dirt!"
and with this
my imagination ran wild
drink after drink
we talked a while
but i remembered myself
this wasn't my style
and once again lonliness
knocked at the door
i let him in and fell
crying to the floor
why, oh why must you visit
once more?!
he said "to try to give you wisdom
where you broke down before.
to try to give you knowledge
before you go through the door.
to try to make you stronger,
if you should do it again.
and to always let you know
that i am your constant friend.
i am with you in your solitude
i am with you while you sit
surrounded by friends.
i scream my name LONLINESS!
in your ears very loud.
never forget my power
or giving me my hours."
and with that
he sat his fat ass down