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, car il m'a fait plus forte
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Tutankhamun, Carnarvon and Carter
Three men, three intertwined fates, destiny has its own way
Alone in a lifetime, like all men, to walk, to find their day,
In the mists of time to settle their legacies, to choose the words to sway
They met, the day would end, and the three would pass into the haze
Of theories and mysteries, of false curses and faith,
"Death shall come on swift wings to him who disturbs the peace of the King"
Three men, joined by death, discovery, the gold, the name
One a regal Emperor lost to history and then found in modernity
One a Lord, an adventurer, wounded but able to explore and find fame
One a scholar of a distant land that was remembered well
But could only be known through remains and stones
One died possessing the world before him
One died shortly after finding his treasure, his lost king
The last died remembering the scene he saw,
Of wonderful things.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Storm the walls of the enemy’s fortress
Tear them down and dismember the place
Destroy their symbols of demonic authority
And raise our own banners to replace
We cannot sit and watch them in silence
We cannot linger in our own fears
They will act without mercy, relentlessly
They will destroy what we love without remorse
We cannot stand and do nothing
We must never give up.