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I am a poet who has both been published and self published. All work on this blog is all copyright Alex Ness. While I make very little money from my work I am technically a professional. Measuring by the hours I've written I am professional. My goal is to share my work with as many people that can read it, as far as the internet may reach with it. I hope if you are moved you will share this blog with others, and perhaps buy my books.

Whatever the result, thank you for viewing this blog. I cannot express how greatly I appreciate the many people, from many places upon the earth, who have visited.

I bid you peace.


Je ne regrette pas la douleur, il a m'a rendu plus fort.


Monday, November 10, 2014

A Defender


Not because I enjoy battle
But because I have given my life
Not to fulfill a vainglorious fate
But that I have made a choice
I am a human being
Yet I have become greater
Because I am sworn
A defender of the faith
I will continue fighting
Until I am broken
Without relent
And I will keep fighting
Without allies or armor
My fate does not matter
My body is not a vessel
It is neither permanent
Nor is it powerful
But it is able,
It is determined
My flesh some day will pass
It is temporal
But until then
It will continue the fight
Until no blood pours out
Until my heart stops
Until my breathing ends
Because my soul exists
In a place far from this
Because I am sworn
My task had begun
Long before my first act
Whether building bridges
Caring for the wounded
Feeding the poor
Defending the weak
By accepting my oath
My life had already been given
My soul had already ascended
It is this body made of flesh
Animated by some divine
Purpose


Thursday, October 23, 2014

Your fire burned me

The fire has burned full through
The pain drives me to my knee
Tears pour out
Fires rage unabated
The anger in you
The love in you
The depths of your passions
Are not mysterious
I feared where they might lead us
And surely enough
Your love decided my fate
I burned unto ashes
Until all that remained
Was char and dust
This elegant torture
My delicate flesh
Destroyed again
Now I hunger
Insatiate
Every time I look at you
I bleed from my soul
Never ending pain
Just knowing
You love someone
Else
Burned
Scarred
Castrated
While I waited
For you to heal me
Still knowing
You never will
And I'll never heal

Sunday, October 19, 2014

Just Love

Beloved, I must be near thee or I shall die
       Lover, your lips must be upon mine
Beloved, I must breathe air that has been drawn into you
       Lover, I cannot resist your body entwined
Where there used to be two, now there is one being
Where two hearts had beat, now in unison simply one
The politics of love obeys just this, love is truth
Love only
Love is all
Love heals
Love is truth


Friday, October 17, 2014

Leaving my Hive

Dreams or nightmares
All the same to me
I sleep that of the dead
Not a movement
Not a flash of REM
Blackness and quiet
Urged into action
A busy world
Discomforts
The land
Upon the waking
Dawn cracks the surface
Of the horizon
But I refuse
The beckoning
I refuse the command
To be
What others demand
Of me
By midday I am getting burned
My neck is red from the sun
Beating down
As I walk through the dust
And sand
Midwaist knee deep
My guts churn
The path I follow
Isn't easy
Nor does it matter
It is the only one
I am allowed
I move
As the world
Feels it has done
Something
By making nothing
By breaking something
Creation or destruction
Nothing matters
So long as they look busy
In their hills
Busy
Doing nothing
While I walk
To the end
Again

Because of You

With wings, fly!
Far above the earth
Gazing upon the blue
Look with awe
From the highest sky
Because of the genius
And the excellence
Of the architect
Of the universe
Creator of truth's
Hand and eye!


Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Nothing

主忠信。毋友不如己者。過,則勿憚改。

When yesterday passed
Time had frozen in place
Our time came and left
It could never last
Our test failed
We grew old before our time
Our eyes saw the truth
Not the illusion
And we lost our way
Fed upon the lie
We could not accept that
We were betrayed
Once and forever
This was our fate
Of course
This was our world
We had defiled
There was nothing left
Screaming at the sun
Until our souls are hoarse
At last
We are alone
As we should have been
With our sins
In our ant hills
And larvae
And busy nothing











"Judge thyself with the judgment of sincerity, and thou wilt judge others with the judgment of charity. " 
John M. Mason

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Thunder

black skies warn me
in the midst of the morning
when I hear the winds forming
the storm begins raging
in my mind
lightning strikes
thunder crashes
my flesh is a cage
trapping me inside
my bondage
within my being
I close my eyes
they've stopped seeing
All that goes before them
is a blur
close my eyes
shut down my mind
until the thunder stops
and the lightning's flash
strikes no more



















SOURCE

Monday, October 13, 2014

Isolate Suffocate Supplicate

Je suis désolé
I am, in fact, alone
After a lifetime of choices
I have found myself rebuilding
What had never been broken
Hearing voices harrowing me
Because of my decisions
Yet there is nothing 
Shielding my heart
From unspoken hope
I have moved upon 
The surface of this earth
I have walked one million miles
Never wavering
But I am done
Je suis fini
For the reasons 
All of my efforts
Lost among my life's cost
My hopes are dashed
The skies are black
My memory is gray
I am discontented
With my path
And there is nothing more
I can do
Je suis désolé
I have in fact
Become desolation
Suffocation
I begin to suffocate
For this isolation 
I have endured
My body driven 
My body down
To a permanent kneeling
Position
Endlessly
Supplicate  



"It is difficult
to get the news from poems
yet men die miserably every day
for lack
of what is found there."

William Carlos Williams

Philippians 4:6 says, "Be anxious for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God."

Sunday, October 12, 2014

Mjölnir's Wrath
















Lightning
Blue
Electric
Wild
Flies
Across the sky
Mjölnir




















Explodes
Mercilessly
Destroys
One of Surtyr's Giants
More still die
Mjölnir
Returns to the hand
Of the wielder
THOR
GOD OF THUNDER
Son of Odin


















Prince of Asgard
Rider of the clouds
Wielder of Mjölnir
Unleashing lightning

Saturday, October 11, 2014

I am faced with a choice

Have I any worth?
Am I worthy of this life?
I am living
But do I matter?
Why is there so much suffering?
Why do I go on
when so many others fall short?
Answers without reason
Questions I don't want to ask
But need to
Standing shaking before
An ocean filled with emotions
Tears abundantly provided
By the memories of the past
Flooded as I step
Quickly drawn beneath
Pulled up as quickly
The waves lift me
As if by some deity's command
Rivers pour 
Through cracks upon the canyon
Weathering cracked the land
Thrown into the depths
Never moving 
From where we've been cast
I can live now
Or die
By my choosing
My life is in my hands


Friday, October 10, 2014

Jeu de la passion

J'ai peur
la solitude sans fin
l'ennui et la tristesse  
when the sky is just clouds
gray and bleeding down
I could swear
I can see tears falling
and despite myself
they are strangely comforting
able to feel the embrace
of the eternal's arms
as we turn
around and around
in constant
pirouette
we dance
waiting for the dream to end
but it never does
nor should it
I cannot ask
and I can never stop
it would be
a Sisyphus-like task
to disengage
and leave the embrace
outside of the eternal's reach
what and who am I?
but meat in a cage
raging decay
followed by a promenade
jeu de la passion
for the exiled king?


Thursday, October 9, 2014

Ghosts of a Fallen Age

As soldiers are marching
Off to fight and die
For their country
Perhaps they know why
Perhaps they do not
So too they have become
As Loyalty Love Fidelity
Ghosts of a fallen age
Kindness Generosity
Faith Hope Charity
Ghosts of a fallen age
Our parents age and beyond
So old and antiquated
Holding beliefs so unfashionable
So archaic
So passé
Being more because we believe
The group has meaning because we share
The blame, the honor, the sorrow, the victory
All is tossed aside
Thanks to modernity
Forgotten and ignored
Derided and hated
Ghosts of a fallen age
The grinding meal of the gears of power
Ghosts passing
Regrets and doubts
Failed ways
Debts of honor
Costs
We have failed
Because we pursue modern ways
And desire to forget
Everything
The past reclaims