19.12.2020
Even if I wielded a rod
I'm glad
I'm not God
Because I'd mad always be mad
Listening all day
When you confess
Listening all day when you pray
Asking for forgiveness
I wouldn't take it sitting at my throne
All alone
Categories:
wielded, caregiving, celebration, god, gospel,
Form: Rhyme
like leering torrent
seeped'n saucy vest
wielded waves worn
tuning traces torn
voluptuous surges shrunk
cupping callous lust
hoisted horizon's spell
bewitching bounty pleck
fostering felon dread
winter's call whooshes
tuning tactic traces
through ocean's capillaries
same spell knit
my fostered feelings.
'20:02:12:15:56
Categories:
wielded, allegory,
Form: Sonnet
flimsy feelings stretched
fetish finger drenched
drips' dances best
mystic melody's crest
lanky lust's lurched
bounty biddings burst
now drips contracted
feeble earth fermented
oozing gores; dehydrated
airy atmosphere blushed
overseeing the crush;
naturals went nuts
wielded waves assemble
ocean's birth dribble.
19:12:15:06:25
~Note~ My myth on how the ocean was created: A drenched finger was pointed to earth, and it dripped till the waters contracted into a spot. The earth puked his,and waves were formed. Then, ocean's birth dribble.
Categories:
wielded, ocean,
Form: Sonnet
I live to love a little book
Each line and every page
The words transcend
My head is bent
In shapes of little stains
Controlled I hold the Wielded Well
My scepter of the mind
My little torch to wave at night
I'm awake and I'm alive
Categories:
wielded, writing,
Form: Rhyme