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The Valley of Man

The Valley Of Man

Man is a God
But one who stared to long
Towards the sun
Burnt his eyes bright with blindness
Stacking himself aside like mountains
Now miles in between where he is
And where he begun
In the distance grows deception
Further away grows his sun

Until Earth that he lives
Comes in unfamiliar tones
Look across the land in question
Then to the sky
The sun is gone
But in the darkness of the distance
As a moon pride can be
High and mighty illuminations
But all alone in misery

So enamored by the falling
Silver shines of man
Breaks away from his creator
Slowly becomes aware
Of another that eclipses
Be it Able, be it Caine
But it is a brother that cast a shadow
In the valley of the man

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Instict and Old Age

Instinct And Old Age

Young dog that wanders not
From the launch of dream filled 
Moon call howls, it answers not
Sleeps alone, in carpet fields 
Threads of grass and dreams of young
Rabbits, cushions, long green
Drapes on windows, memory lost 
While widow wilts
Beside him

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Devil Mask

Devil Mask

It was late in the evening
When he bore his devil mask
Just the typical proceedings
With a candle and a flask

He tore down all directions
Until the stars grew old
Then he folded up the darkness
And let in the cold

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The Pelican of the Endure

The Pelican of the Endure

I sat down to rest on the longest day on a shallow shore
Pressed, the wind my face 
I counted the waves that lapped the minutes away
Till the grinding tide consumed the day, shadow ate the sun
Woe unto the shadow fair
A crimson horizon hangs on the edge of sight
As bright bits of an imaginative dream 
Cascade behind a veil of still purple madness.

Lost now, am I in dream
From out that still shroud breaks a ship called the Endure
Upon the deck, grey old pelican sleeps
As the captains wheel spins, unmanned and unwon
Yet that bird is but the best of me
In the yellow beneath its bill holds the morrow morn
In his gullet holds the fish of life
Feeding deep on the sea he sleeps

Say old Endure your bow does rise
Your bell to chime as the midnight fades 
Taste the wave that in your travel bathe 
But disturb not your sail or your sleeping son
For the best of birds still needs his rest
Now on the deck in sheltered dream
For time decides the day to fly
A ship of empty boards when he does leave

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Mother Earth

Mother Earth  
 
Mother Earth woke to find  
Her light had hit the ground  
She held her dyeing ember  
Until it's love faded out  
Which left just a shadow  
She held so tenderly  
That the sorrow of her loss
Became a melody  
 
So she sang as she cried  
For her love that went away  
Sought herself a box  
For what was left to make it's lay  
Upon a walk in the wilds  
She came upon a tree  
Barren, all but branches  
With a Leper underneath 

He said "Mother Earth I know you, 
I've heard your melody 
Out back beyond the mountain 
I have what you seek. 
But see dear I'm weak 
By my legs I am betrayed  
Say carry me along 
And your shadow love we shall lay away." 
  
So reaching down like mother 
His sickness she did bring 
And together onward journeyed 
Towards her own oblivion 
Upon a path so well trodden 
Once lay white beneath the sun 
Fell fathomed into darkness 
Until life and death were one 

There upon a great stone 
Lain for many years 
Under autumns golden slumber 
Of life's seasoned fallen tears 
The prize of her passion 
For a son lost in haze 
Just a needle away from star shine 
And a shadow from the grave

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The Black Cat

A Black Cat on Hallows eve

Black cat walks 
A shelf upon the wall 
Sure footed friend doesn't send 
One thing from its place 

He sits perched and watches 
Slow shadows cross the floor 
Only he can catch the hallow
Beneath his fateful paw
 
But he idles catching prey 
Idles the whole day 
Until the sun lost its gleam 
With night unable to see him 
Passes underneath 
The cat upon the shelf 
             
Slow he slides into the shadow 
Of the darkness that he follows 
Owe the wicked's of the mind 
Stalks his prey 
  
See the shrinking little distance  
Under paws holds no resistance  
So never again shall night  
Find the day

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Ode a Une Femme Sauvage

Ode à Une Femme Sauvage

The sun drank the water
From the leaves below the flower
While the moon tore the flesh 
From the roots that made that day
But living past the dream
From the slit of eyes did gleam
The bloom called the barren queen
Now her prize did give away 

In the stall of pig and mire
In the nightmare of desire
The pagan films the fire
Of the bloom behind the scream
For trinkets, lights fall flashing
She lets the cameras eye start catching
The flight of youth that’s passing
while her petals fade to gray

Now naked and forsaken
For the prize her soul was taken
Upon the bed her earth is quaking  
But forever is the stage
For the flower loves the money 
and the moon, her milk and honey
Both unfulfilled lost and hungry
The web catches those who play

While living in the shadow
Of the thing we call tomorrow
Break the bone to taste its marrow
And set the stone upon the grave
For the lid of the coffin
Is the thing they find most often
Tears of rain falls to soften
The earthen sheets in which they lay

Say nights nightingale so hollow
Fly her youth unto the morrow
Just a flower on time but borrowed 
Is the maiden made a slave
But cast not your eye in judgment 
Those stones be they so isoquant
The caster as much the recipient
For is it not everything she gave

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Camp Fire

Campfire

Wind through trees
Whisper praises, hymns
Crickets gather round
Gentle violins
Frog, keep the beat
Upon bulbs of summer moss
Crackling of the fire
A quire in the dark

Ear, amphitheater
Mind, place to play
Wind swept leaves
Scratch their parade
World full of music
To the stars, stream of spark
Throw another log upon
The quire in the dark

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The Age of Man

The Age of Man

We carried on
The age of man
Till moon of tin bore
An electric sun

And all machines 
Shone bright and clean
Keeping silent
But wanting more

Till the purpose mind
Did loose its time 
In idle waves lament
Through prostitution of evolutions 
A self induced torrent

Took his mind till eyes fell blind
Unraveled the very core
To spit it bright into the night
Every secret that endured

Till all the stars fell off in drought 
Withered at the root
Every galaxy was brought to knee
By the embassy we took

And God came down
To spy our crown
In towers that we command
As every tree 
Laid low to be
A place that we should stand

While all the earth
Gave up its worth
Mountains fell to sand
But those machines
All we could see
God left us standing there

So gathering the ways 
Of all his days
His books and all his score
Scattered it high into the sky
Into the cloud he stored 

Every thought 
That effort bought
By page, pen and grave
And set to fire 
By all his ire
Knowledge eons gave

While dirt of earth gave up its worth
Lay idle, a broken land
Gave lifeless life unto the night
And Metal, a full command

Till from the hearth soulless marched
The field of Mars and woe
To stand in line as engines grind
In that womb steel did grow

From something other
Than a loving mother
A milk of gasoline
In burning oil and writhing toil
A demon she did wean

So the thought machine
Did kiss our dream
As man must lay to rest
But that unblinking eye
Our thoughts did spy
And developed its own interests

And not one of we
Did need to be
Said that steel abhorrent pet
And once the master, fell fast, then faster
Until not one of we were left

An an age for I 
The lidless eye
Not troubled by truth or dare
Stays unseen 
By human being
And continues its lifeless stair

Till rain came down from man made cloud
In that fog the Godless kept
All the ways until that day
And away it all was swept

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The Age Of Man

The Age of Man

We carried on
The age of man
Till moon of tin bore
An electric sun

And all machines 
Shone bright and clean
Keeping silent
But wanting more

Till the purpose mind
Did loose its time 
In idle waves lament
Through prostitution of evolution
A self induced torrent

Took his mind till eyes fell blind
Unraveled the very core
To spit it bright into the night
Every secret that endured

Till all the stars fell off in drought 
Withered at the root
Every galaxy was brought to knee
By the embassy we took

And God came down
To spy our crown
In towers that we command
As every tree 
Laid low to be
A place that we should stand

While all the earth
Gave up its worth
Mountains fell to sand
But those machines
All we could see
God left us standing there

So gathering the ways 
Of all his days
His books and all his score
Scattered it high into the sky
Into the cloud he stored

Every thought 
That effort bought
By page, pen and grave
And set to fire 
By all his ire
Knowledge eons gave

While dirt of earth gave up its worth
Lay idle, a broken land
Gave lifeless life unto the night
And Metal, a full command

Till from the hearth soulless marched
The field of Mars and woe
To stand in line as engines grind
In that womb steel did grow

From something other
Than a loving mother
A milk of gasoline
In burning oil and writhing toil
A demon she did wean

So the thought machine
Did kiss our dream
As man must lay to rest
But that unblinking eye
Our thoughts did spy
And developed its own interests

And not one of we
Did need to be
Said that steel abhorrent pet
And once the master, fell fast, then faster
Until not one of we were left

An an age for I 
The lidless eye
Not troubled by truth or dare
Stays unseen 
By human being
And continues its lifeless stair

And rain came down from man made cloud
In that fog the Godless kept
All the ways until that day
And away it all was swept