Sullied Poems

synthetic heaven taking hold
          changing all that's lucid, cold
               down the gut or down the drain
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The bears and wolves are few;
one threadbare widow mourning,
two grays as consumptive as smoke.
The large dwindle,
their bodies grow more awkward,
more at odds.
The heavier beasts sway
like drunks in the scant woods.
Under a pelting dark they come.
Beneath a stabbing ice, one by...Read More

Filthy and foul I found you, 
garnished in grime, 
drenched in dust,
polluted in your own putrid blood,
orphaned, alone, helpless.
Pity overtook me to love, 
to cleanse you of your stench, 
to let you live.

As you came of age,
I made a wedding...Read More

What decade is this if not 2020 at the start
In vision and vicissitude to you and future
Decadent in every way is in decline
A rocking chair or recliner define me
I must love you but only 10 years at a time
Because I...Read More

Beneath the yawning, azure skies of Earth,
          We left our seed to wend the Sea of Suns,
              ...Read More

I voiced my question to the sea,
          And watched the buoy nod at me,
               Its answer chimed...Read More

Should I, mere a rabbit of sand, shiny hair,
sport a shock of fur mired in clay,
they from gofer mounds, propped on to peer, would sound warning
through the sun glades and sleep grotto shades.

“A pall fellow lights whereupon we here graze.
See...Read More

His eyes held the opaque aura of vagrancy
immune to the generosity of strangers
offer him dubious fulfillment,
reflect a scene without ever seeing it
his eyelids a blinking metronome
counting coup on times tenacity.

This blindness, this long sullied sight,
devoid of compassion, empathy
tarnished in the...Read More

Riddled with guilt, riddled with bullets
For crimes committed, societal crimes
The fate of the unwashed masses grasped
The Oliver Twisted twist of the sullied poor
The man who never became a man but a boy
The guilt of being born in the first place
Weighs...Read More

A lustful obsession
Mistrustful connection
Sullied reflection
Imagined dream

In passion, seamed
A thought intertwined
Lost, enshrined
In a fanciful bliss

Romantic mist
The kiss of shattered
enchantments
Romantic’s blood
Frantic

Spill of scattered hopes
Battered ropes untwisted
Mind ballistic
A maddened heart, ablaze

A fire’s sparkling rage
Desire lost in plagues
Of fantasy unfilled
Magic’s backfiring

Tragic transpiring
Demise of hopes...Read More

Turtle by the Door


The bears and wolves are few;
one threadbare widow mourning,
two grays as consumptive as smoke.
The large dwindle,
their bodies grow more awkward,
more at odds.
The heavier beasts sway
like drunks in the scant woods.
Under a pelting dark they come.
Beneath a stabbing...Read More

I see the darkness
Inspired by your heart
Lit by wicked flame
A soul lost to chaos
Soon to be lost
Soon to be dead
If only we had time
To see past emerald moon
And forgotten rapture
Know in selfish sacrifice
This is selfless gratitude
Painted in intricate lamentations
The demons...Read More

Grey skies
Dark tones
Enclosed by cold

Dark soil
Dulling peat
Around your feet.

Wand’ring eyes
Raised heads
Heavy hearts of lead.

Sullied Gold
Sullied Hearts
Seeking Sapphire Love

Sapphire, Love.
Downcast, love.

Surging into an array of emotions:

Violet feelings 
White Emotions
Beige Thoughts 
Hazel feelings
Reclusiveness
Resilient, yet filled with loneliness 

Fading light
Diming Tones
Barren Void...Read More

Can't make me love you less than vapor’s cloud spins pillowed nest,
Or star condemns implosion that brings elements to life!
Should your love find a treasured home in someone else's chest,
Will nature shrug off color if, at last, you're not my...Read More

Off to the dungeon Rogue
With your foul breath
You have sullied my court,
Shouted the Magistrate,
I am sparing your life
Spend it there, he concluded.
The previous night
In the local tavern
I had wined and dined
Also created a major ruckus
Broke one or two bones
Failed to...Read More

A dead man’s boat
rowed itself from isle to isle,
dragging its dead man in its wake,
partially submerged, their tether tenuous,
yet somehow never broken.
Past The Isle Of Reeds,
where the slaves had been freed
from the crack of their master’s whip,
and their master, with...Read More

How would I define this thing – this love
this aching for the warmth of summer’s sun
nameless buds wriggling in the softened earth
giggling at the thought of sunlight’s bees.

For what is sane but love’s insanity
it’s urge to find fulfillment in its...Read More

Lord, be at my side when I knock on the door;
For I've sullied myself and I know the score.
If not for You, He'd not let me in,
For I am unworthy and covered in sin.

Will You come with me when before...Read More

Pray, why?

Scrape them off
The "little" people - your sheep
Pied paupers of your parochial perspectives
Mud off a work boot, scraped on the sill

Washed cowardly clean by countless tears
The veiled weep of mothers, the ache of their empty wombs
Shrouded for shamelessness' sake,...Read More

From this sullied Earth a lonely African Daisy grew,
A Gazania with bright colours grew.
It bowed its head to the vivid Sun.
It commanded,
It demanded,
The cool Rain to fall and the Rain fell.  
Not really taking much and not really giving...Read More

Whether the weather 
necessitates to anchor 
     myself as a tether
when the frankenstorm 
     socks the east coast 
     shredding terrestrial 
     zone like...Read More

To be a man, was once worthy of applying,
     But lesser men have since sullied that name
And claimed hold of such title justifying
     Acts that put their own forebears to shame.
To be...Read More

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Dominus Vobiscum

Adopted ways, to thrive in paschal, wooded glens,
and manners, to honor pristine water,
pass through our generations to their end,
pass away like a long forgotten friend.

Calloused hands, now unsoiled from soil and seed,
washed clean and softened, no...Read More

BOTTLE DANCE

Across my land, abysses gnaw at automobiles,
From the foot of the mountain, 
To the shores of the oil fountain.
Certificated youths drinking piss to mellow their brains,
Clutching at wheels, dodging bumps into fog lights.
“Stupid, ing dog” curse survivors of amputation...Read More

Awake in the ash
A soul sullied like trash
I felt so very brash
But I was destined to crash

Before my demise
I saw a way to arise
Adopt a new guise
To help me realize

And in the darkest night
My heart began to fight
For all I...Read More