Sunday, December 29, 2013

Achilles is Cruel

Lithe and able
Elite of ability
Miniscule in humility
Achilles was as a lion
With attendant strength
And vanity
Hector met him outside of the gate
As they planned
Two lions met in combat
Only one survived and after the battle
Achilles pulled the slain body
Round the city of Troy
The city walls lined
With horror struck citizens
As he mocked their hero
Now struck down
Dragging him with his chariot
The legs and arms flailing about
Lifeless yet, moving
Like a puppet under a madman’s strings
Broken hearted children sing
Anthems to their hero
But as with life that betrayed him
There is nothing to be done
But to wait for death to end the scene
And restore hope some other way

“And overpowered by memory
Both men gave way to grief. Priam wept freely
For man - killing Hector, throbbing, crouching
Before Achilles' feet as Achilles wept himself,
Now for his father, now for Patroclus once again
And their sobbing rose and fell throughout the house.”

 ― Homer, The Iliad 

Friday, December 27, 2013

Forgive me for begging

I could keep asking
But you'd keep ignoring
And then you would tell me
There is too much pressure

I would have whispered I love you
But you refused to hear
Anytime I spoke

I would have told you I need you
But you'd turn in fear
Anytime I'd approach

I cannot reach you
I cannot find you
When you tell me
You are drowning
I worry
And don't want to appear
The beggar

Forgive me
I am unable
To make you
That I cannot deliver
Or pleasure

So reach out for me
I will take your hand
Speak loudly or softly
I will listen
But I am alone
I am just a flawed man
And I cannot wait forever

Sunday, December 22, 2013


He is just a servant 
A knight in service to a king
For whom every kingdom serves
For there is no higher power
He lays his arms before the king
Bows before him in honor
Showing his absolute fidelity
The knight knows his role
And has played his part
The world a great stage and play
He gave his role his entire heart
Blood and honor
Soul and flesh
Nothing more can be given
Except for the things that cannot be taken
To live for one with every breath
To give every moment for the king
To live for one purpose
To give voice to hopeless
To give hope to the voiceless
To be the reason the King's anthems sing

Friday, December 20, 2013

I Fall To My Knees

I never asked why
Because I knew there was more
I left my home
For all my life
I knew that I
Was upon a quest
Trying to find you
Trying to find your throne
And now that I have
I fall to my knees before you
Giving you the best of my harvest
The greatest of my work, of what I own
My highest and greatest for you
I give you everything
And you called my name
But I am the one who received
Because you gave me
The unblemished lamb
His fleece
The purest
Whiter than snow
Because of you
I know truth
I know your name
I believe
For you alone are worthy
For you alone
Are worthy of my praise
You are my Lord

Tuesday, December 17, 2013

The Green

I used to believe that the earth was the answer
To the question: what is right and perfect
That humanity was a disease worse than cancer
Burning and destroying everything
And I sorrowed our actions
The beast of man, of humans
Our choices and our decay
But now I know
The earth is perfect
Not because of its own design
But because it was made
The trees sway like dancers
The birds and the animal calls are the cantors
In a church for just one
Who is truly perfect
The one without flaw
And who is self aware, and self created
Oh, so perfect, The creator

I am sorry for my friends who are left of center politically, to my friend pagans, and atheists, I realize they'll think that I am purposefully insulting their beliefs.  But I am simply saying, I was worshiping the created, rather than the creator, something called idolatry, and I think that in doing that, I was wrong.   This is my public apology to my God for missing the point.   I always heard in the thunder the voice of God, I found rapture in the glory in nature, yet I thought wow nature is great, instead thinking, God is speaking to me through nature.

Since the cancer I face might take me from this earth, I wanted to right my wrong.   I have many but this is one I need to fix.

Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Lost in my ignorance

In her way she was never demure
Her body laid out almost poured
Across those black silk sheets
Her form was perfect, highlighted
Featured white skin, curves
Like the moon in twilight
Standing out in stark beauty
She was catlike, almost hearing her purr
She was never coy
Never one to stay quiet
Her voice was not loud but was heard
I would have given gems and rubies
Anything to hold her, to love her
She would have said yes
I said no, despite my urges
Time flashed by, even blurred
Never offered the chance again
A memory of it lingers
The consequence of a fetid, unhumble man
Remembering his ignorance
Of a beautiful offering
Is absurd

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Nemo me lacrumis decoret dare neque fletu celebrare exequias volutabantur

They will dress nicely
To keep warm and to be respectful
And during the procession there
Some will be strong
a silent look upon their face

During the funeral some will cry
Because they see life as all there is
But they are wrong

Wasting those tears collected
in handkerchiefs made of finest cotton

There is more, I cannot show them
I am only human
I cannot tell them, words alone cannot transform
I only know from knowing
That leaves me torn

There are cemeteries all across the horizon
The land is filled with bones
The ravens and crows fly above
The sky is dotted

But when I die I will not be missed long
Because little in this world matters
Little in this world is remembered

Dead flesh passes quickly
Words are forgotten
The only way in which we matter
Are the way in which we love
The way in which we care

We are temporal, and made of dust
The spirit is eternal
The flesh will die
It is rotten
Which will you trust?

Art credit Henri Rivière

“Not the power to remember, but its very opposite, the power to forget, is a necessary condition for our existence.”   ― Sholem Asch

Monday, December 2, 2013

Should the Darkness Come

Should darkness come
I will be waiting
For the fall has
My heart
Fighting forever
Knows the name
Of the one
Who can save me
From the fire
From the madness
Inside my heart
He knows my name
He calls my name
And I walk
Like Lazarus
For I cannot die
Though my flesh will burn
And fall away

Dark Street by Petr Kratochvil

Thursday, November 28, 2013

So far away from her

I can barely stand to live
When she is away
I cannot even breathe
When she is not near
I can't stand to breathe the air
That has not kissed
Her lips
The air that her lungs
Have not drawn
Inside her body
I can not bare this pain
Of knowing
Of seeing
Of not being
The one she is with
Every single day
She exists
For I am but a man
And she is a Goddess
And I am so far away
From her mind
If not her presence

(thanks to Irene Melgoza for proofreading help)

Saturday, November 16, 2013

Dreamer's dreams

I dreamed that I was special
Building worlds from words
Laying foundations from emotions
Doing things no one else could do
A god amongst men you see
It is true
I dreamed
I fell when I finally woke
Looking upon the reality I live
Knowing the world I cannot change
I was broken
My words that cannot affect a thing
I dream
And do nothing but sleep
I dream
Falsely dreaming things
I dream
Dreamer's dreams

I dream
I dream

Wednesday, November 6, 2013

Ecstasy's Garden is lost

I have walked in the winter winds
Sought solace and warmth
I begged for silence but have been crushed
By the cold and screams so loud
I have looked for you
But have only found
The empty places inside
Where lays my soul
So cold
More so than any December ground
Frozen it cries
The blood inside me doesn't move
The spirit decays
As my flesh flays
I have looked for you
But you are not here near me
Anywhere I might look
I do seek you
You no longer call my name
I cannot hear your voice
In the winter's haunting
My flesh fails
My spirit mourns
My mind reels
Nothing calms
My throes

Once I tasted of ecstasy's garden
Once I caught the aroma of her spice
Once I saw the most beautiful goddess
But now there is only woe

Without your voice I fade
Without your hand in mine
I cannot make my way
I have looked and have not found you
This winter betrays
Everything I am
Everything I long to be
Once I knew you
But now my hopes flee
I am desolate and frozen
To this earth bound place

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Drink of my wine, and enter

The wasteland before us is vast
Untold millions are lost within
Eternal famine
The depth is untouched
My vein untapped
Blood flow is inexorable
The fear relentless
My sanity like a throat clutched
My will permanently wrapped
In a tomb immeasurable
Large and endless
The devastation of my soul
From the hunger
Of longing
Never ends
This is a journey
I have walked alone
There is in the distance
The horizon with a low hanging sun
I see the plains and land it shines above
Completely bare
Starved, dead, dying
For my soul is emptied
From despair
The sorrow within pour out
Until my cup
Is full
Of a wine so rare
Drink of it
And enter oblivion
With me
And my wine
And cup
And enter my lair

Friday, November 1, 2013

Into Never

I was told that love was forever
And then you left
My heart was crushed
My soul bereft
And I never knew these nights were so very long
What is forever
I thought we were meant to be together
Never passing a day without each other
But I was wrong
And my heart isn't strong
Enough to last
Without you here
Next to me
I miss you now forever
I know we cannot be
Again you and me
But I know
When I hear your voice
Catch your scent upon the air
See you in the glimpse
I'll fade away into never
Because I believed in

Friday, October 25, 2013

This final rain

40 days it rained
And still
The wicked roam the lands
The desert lands
Of our souls
Denied hope
Denied dreams
40 days
More rain
Still the evil reigned
For the wicked seed
Took deep root
In our hearts
Without hope
For jubilee
Or redemption
40 days more rain
Upon our knees
Without sweet nectar
Of the lips of forgiveness
Kissing our lips
Our drowning throats
Beg for mercy
Because the rain falls
In the desert of our hearts
And it has never rained so hard
And now the floods come
Pouring down
Finally washing our soul
Given meaning
The dying need
To be made whole

Saturday, October 19, 2013

I Long For You, Again and Again

Your beauty leaves me amazed
And I keep wondering
Are you still mine
Because I am weak
I need to know you remain
Whether night or in the day
I long to be where you are
I long to hear you call my name
I want to see your face
I want to be near you again
I need to know you are here
I need to breathe the air
That you have breathed
I need to hear your voice
I need to know you still reign
Over my heart
Over my soul
You are my only love
You are the only one
In my eyes
You are my queen
And I bow before you
Giving you all I am
And everything that I have
So that I might be yours
I long for you
Again and again

Saturday, September 21, 2013

My Greatest Victory

I knew that the day you said yes
Was my greatest victory
My greatest legacy
Of my life
When you said yes
That you would take my hand
And would walk with me forever
That you would enter forever
As my wife
From that moment I'd remember
Every tear of sadness
As something to laugh at
As something that would pass
They were a moment in a December
Versus a lifetime of days
For I had eternity
With love that would abide
With a fire that would not die
With a heart ablaze
With love
For you
Side by side we would face
All our days
All our nights
As one
Never to sever
This bond

Monday, September 9, 2013

Mars Is Wrong

It is time we stopped listening
To the Roman god Mars
We don't need another dictator
We don't need another war
We don't need another hero
We don't need more scars
We need to be fed til full
We need to have a job
We need education
We need working cars
Syria Iran and North Korea
Don't need our bombs
Or missile strikes
We don't need to be over there
We don't need to be over there
It is time for peace to be the cause
It is time

"And many people shall go and say, Come ye, and let us go up to the mountain of the LORD, to the house of the God of Jacob; and he will teach us of his ways, and we will walk in his paths: for out of Zion shall go forth the law, and the word of the LORD from Jerusalem. And he shall judge among the nations, and shall rebuke many people: and they shall beat their swords into plowshares, and their spears into pruning hooks: nation shall not lift up sword against nation, neither shall they learn war any more."    Isaiah 2:3-4


Saturday, August 3, 2013

The Hunted

Due to the circumstances
Of the curse
Of the Loup Garou
The Wolvish birth
Others have hated me
Called me an outsider
Or worse
Since my time as a child
The dark tidings
Of racial hatred
Longed to steal
My joy inside
To take what was in my heart
What I knew was true
In my mind
For I am the hunted
I am the true son of the Wild
I have walked full reach
Of the distant marches
For the king
I live the life of honor
Without defile
Despite the accusations
That I am a beast
And that I hunt flesh
That I eat men
Raised by the hand of humans
I am the son of the wolf
But I am the child of man
And I am noble

Monday, July 29, 2013

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Just a Jester in her Service

Might I dance for you
Or juggle or sing a tune
I can tell a joke
Or make you laugh
Perhaps I might be of worth
Or is it in opportune?
I am just a jester
And you are after all
A queen
I live to serve you
But somehow I feel
You don't see me 
I am invisible
I don't exist
But for my service
As a jester
To make you laugh
To make you smile
All day long
When things are hard
And life is wrong
I do something funny
But my Queen
We weren't meant to be

Monday, June 10, 2013

For my wife Beth, A Gift From God

There is only one
It is you
To Jesus, I prayed for you
I received a gift from God
I prayed to know joy
You gave me a son
And because of that
I know what joy is
25 years of struggle against the tide
Would have been a disaster, alone
So thank you for my life
I didn't know what I would find
Didn't know what I would experience
Didn't know what was inside my heart
How you moved my soul and mind
Thank you my love, thank you
You are all I want
All I need, it is the truth
Thank you for my life with you

Thursday, May 30, 2013

Despite the Times we live in

In the shadows cast by the light of the moon
The darkness falls upon the dark
I stumble while we walk
Amongst the ruins of the landscape
Of the city now gone
Dust and rubble
Of a land destroyed
By war and catastrophe
The midnight moon though bright
Casts shadows below
And though it covers her in dark
Her face is hidden by the night's mask
I can see the tears that she has cried
About things I don't understand
About the things that are out of my hands
She thinks that I don't love her
But it my love for her that keeps me alive
When there is only darkness
She is unable to see
How someone could love her
But I do
She make me glad
Even in such sorrowful times
When the world crumbles
And ghosts of my failures creep and haunt
I hope that she can trust me
That that love is all I have
And that it is all I want

Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Oh this Foolish Heart

I don't mind that you don't care
I don't care that you don't mind
That I am bleeding inside
From the love that isn't there
I know what I feel
Not responsible
For anyone else
I can't wait forever
Not going to take your pulse
To see if your heart beats for me
I know it doesn't
I won't deceive myself
I can't fake my belief
I don't mind that you don't care
Because you never did

But I do


Saturday, May 25, 2013

Green Christ

Hold your faith banner
Hold it up with pride
Know that you are a good man
Know that you are good inside
Here he is Our savior
Made of God flesh
Or made of man?
Up lift then our beliefs
Display them for parade
Place them all upon a crucifix
And Praise him
Oh Praise him
Raise him up before you
Stare at the symbol
And bow down
Before the Green Christ
The Elvis Christ
Conspiracy Christ
Commercial Christ
Industrial Christ
Every Christ
Of our imaginations
Ignore the living word
Trust in your vanity
Trust in your self deceit
Worship what was made
Instead of the maker
Inviting your doom
Oh idolatrous nation
Sheep to the slaughter
Wie Schafe zur Schlachtbank geführt

A slaughter that will come
Any day now
It will come
Very soon

Wie Schafe zur Schlachtbank geführt

Friday, May 24, 2013

Just saying...

Many people criticize creative people, and that is fine, but remember this...

I am not for everyone.

Friday, May 17, 2013

Masquerade's End

Wore a mask
Changed your name
Asked me in
And then
You played your game
Said you need me
Said you love me
You might deny
But you know you did
I tried to love you
I tried to help
Even when I knew
I would lose
In the end
I would lose
And you would win
Now that fucking door is closed
After you moved back in
The masquerade's end
The party fades
You changed your name
Your mask went on
For another round
With another love
With another heart to break
Without the shame
Without the risk
Hide your heart for another
And invite him in to find it

Sunday, May 12, 2013

When the Wind

When the wind stops blowing
When the sun stops burning
When my heart stops beating
When my blood turns cold
When the world stops turning
When all the oceans stop churning
When my eyes turn empty
When I flee with my soul
This earth may die
All the flesh will grow old
This world will pass from view
I will never bid you adieu
I will never say goodbye
For you are my love
You are my life
You are the truth
That fills me inside
You are the one
That my heart burns for
You are the one
Who brings me alive
When the world stops living
I will still be alive
And I will always desire
To be with you more
You are my love

Thursday, May 9, 2013

A Simple Girl named Joan

In her heart burned sorrow for her country
Her king was tested by the English
She was unable to speak what she felt
But had visions inside
They forced her to act
To be reviled as a fool
The visions would surface
And she would be received
By the king
Lead the armies
Break the siege
Around Orleans
A girl who dressed like a boy
Prayed like a monk
Made war like a general
Led a people to arms
Broke the siege
Around the city
Even as the English taunted
For how could a girl
Lead an army of men in war
She was called many things
A prostitute
A bitch
A slut
An apostate
A whore
A witch
But what she was
Was a woman
Blessed with a vision
Remembered for
Leading her country
From another country's grip
To freedom
To greatness
Betrayed and dying a martyr

Jeanne d'Arc

Monday, May 6, 2013

Bast, God, and the Gift

You are welcome to believe
What you wish about God
Gods and Goddesses
I believe in the creator
With ever fiber of my soul
And I believe God's message
Is love, eternal love
I sorrow the lost opportunities
That I had
But I give God all praise
For the blessings he has given me
And the reminders of his love
That have shown me his grace
Blessings that others might not see
But they remind me
Comfort me
Are proof to me
Of their divinity
Of his love
Of the love for my being

(Photo credit)

Proxy photo for my Mischa
( photo credit )

Proxy photo for my Simone
(photo credit)

My Sophia

My Katya

Thursday, May 2, 2013


I am often asked why I don't make more books of "pure" poetry, rather than epic and genre poetry.  Fantasy or science fiction poetry might not appeal to many readers.

That might be true.   However, I grew up reading Beowulf, The Song of Roland, Le Morte D'Arthur and more.   Epic poems, however archaic, for me are in my blood.  So I will never stop writing them myself.

I did write a series of autobiographical poems and mixed in them a series of semi autobiographical poems I wrote about the world I saw with the birth of and growing up of my son.

When I contacted artist Simon Huelsbeck of about working together on something he wanted to do something with poetry, and something serious.   His work is speechlessly beautiful, beyond description.   This poem series fit his work, and we named it Winter Kill.   My cousin and talented artist Mark Orluck impressed me with his ability to show a certain spirit through his work that I thought would be useful as a point to make at the end of the book, and he provided some beautiful images too.

The end result is a somber work, and one all the people asking me for a serious work should enjoy. 


I am asking for your support, of course, but this work is special, you see, it is an autobiographical poetry work, with beautiful paintings, and pen and ink drawings, for a very inexpensive price.   We are offering it after what has been a very long winter, and we've all seen acts that have caused horrible sorrow in the recent days.   Winter is long.   Let us rise up, and over come the cycle of the seasons, and find permanent joy.

Saturday, April 27, 2013

Love in Ruins

Only tenderness is wrought
By the acts of love
Even when the world is in ruins
All around us
No battles need be fought
No battles to be won
No rebirth from the womb
Only Justice
When there is love
In a world shaken to its roots
Buildings fallen
Torrential rain pouring down
There still can be good
With love in the ruins
Simple love

Monday, April 22, 2013

Beauty in the Grass

After my Lord's army
Had all but vanquished the foe
We had entered a period of rest
I'd then dreamed of solace from war
I had been tempted by my weakness
To waver from my quest
I'd given up all my belongings
I'd sworn off all pleasures of the flesh
I'd forsaken all treasures for HIM
And now in the lull of battle
When my body was weakened
I stepped into the garden for air
And saw her reclining
In perfect splendor
Beauty in the grass
I gave in to despair
Tears flowed down
For here she was
I wanted her so
I lusted her flesh indeed
And turned from her beauty
As if it were ugliness
And rejected my sins
Embarrassed and ashamed
That inside at least
I'd allowed my self
To shame my creed
So I went back into the battle

Sunday, April 21, 2013

My Warrior, My Elizabeth

So tired from her passionate fight
Justice doesn't wait
But she is tired and sleep calls
So lays in abject glory
So pure in her beauty
Dreaming of soaring
In silvery skies
Wanting only joyous thoughts
Revels in purity
She is lovely
She is my heart's only desire
Laying there
My Elizabeth
Quiet so quiet
Peacefully dreaming
But her heart is afire
With knowing
She is held in place
By angel wings
And warrior's fire
She knows I wait
Forever if needed
So she sleeps
And I am here
When she breathes
I hear
She dreams
I am near
She sighs in her sleep
She is my dear
My Elizabeth
My loved one
My only love
My only
When you awake soon
I will be here

(art by Jeffery Catherine Jones)

Saturday, April 13, 2013

Just a kiss, just a kiss?

Your lips drive me mad
Tease me into believing
That dreams can be had
With you
Your kiss
Makes me miss
The days of innocence
I once knew
But no longer do
Once I walked
Through hellsfire
To reach this place
Sulfur burning
The wounded suffer
But it isn't hell
Nor heaven
Neither destiny
Nor fate
That drove me here
Only your lips
Your kiss
The perfume of
Your luxurious love
The glories of
Your treasures beckon
I stand awake from the tomb
I leave aside and behind me
The prophet's call of doom
For you are love
And your lips are my hope
My passion
My desire

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

You Left Me Behind

I can't sleep without dreaming
But with you gone forever
I can't dream any more
I can't breathe without thinking
What will I do without you
Since you shut the door
When you went away
Since you took my heart
On that cold day
You left me behind
Knowing that I
Would never wake up
From this coma
That you left me in
Since the sleep won't come
Without the dream
That you took from me

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

When I am Zero, Will I see you waiting?

When my heart is broken and my tears stain my face
And I've not slept for days
In the morning
Will I see you there
When my life is beyond repair, fallen from the shelf
You've kept me upon
In the daylight
Will you be there
Waiting for me
When I have given up, I don't care, anymore
Weakness, sorrow and pain grieve me
In the evening darkness
Will you be there
Or am I alone
Like I have always been
Alone in the crowded room
Alone in standing room only arena
Waiting for you to see me
Screaming for you to take my hand
Begging for your attention
Daddy hold me
Take me away
From this world
Make it safe and beautiful
Like it never was
When I was a child
I never was before

Monday, April 8, 2013

Burning Memories

In feigned glory of democracy and free speech
Some believe in, and, others allow -- denial
But the truth exists in the evidence of the past
All it takes is eyes to see
A nose to smell the burnt offerings
And a heart to hear the screams

Friday, April 5, 2013

Où est la justice?

Il n'est pas autorisé à travailler parce qu'il est noir
Il doit fermer la clef la porte chaque soir
Il est mort, parce que c'est peaux n'etait pas blanche
Mais, il a vecu pour la justice et la savoir

( for those interested in a translation, click here )

Sunday, March 24, 2013

The One, I am

I sat upon the moon of a distant planet
Stared into the darkness and pointed
And stars came into view
Because I planned it
For my pleasure
Life is born
Before the universe existed
I am
Before the universe had life
I was
The circle has no start
No ending
Something has always been
I am

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Urban Eden

In the lush forest of existence of the extravagance of the leisure
I walked into the center of the capital of all the luxury
Built with exquisite energy and effort and all the empire's treasures
What I saw would shock me for the rest of my life, however unwealthy
I saw glass and steel shattered, like so many dreams of man
I saw melted stone and wood collapsed
Like so many hearts and hopes we have
I saw decay abundant
I saw devastation beyond decay
I saw abhorrent things
I cannot relate
And the world around me
Fell to my feet
As the people looked around and said
How beautiful is this,
The world that we have made

Sunday, March 10, 2013

Entombed in living flesh

I walked along the shore
Of a lake frozen closed
I stepped upon the surface
The ice held my weight
Although my sorrow was heavy
The ice neither cracked nor leaked
I looked down into the ice
And saw a face frozen looking up
It didn't scream, it didn't cry
It didn't move, it didn't speak
All it did was exist
Much like me here
Frozen or unfrozen
All it did was exist
In the living or gray
I have to be more
I have to escape
The unliving life
The slumber of the waking
The existing just to exist
Thaw my being
So that I might truly live
Warm my soul
So that I might be alive

Monday, March 4, 2013

Into the Mist the Walker Walks

As the morning mist rises
A walker can be seen walking
There is no sound surrounding him
There is no scene to be seen
He just walks into the mist
Where the world collapses
The gray melts into white
And the world spins away
Without his knowing
Without his caring
The world moves on
The mist is there
He doesn't care
The walker walks
And is going home


Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Obscured by the Mists of Oblivion

Forgive me, my Princess
I've searched beyond all meridians
I've searched for you
But I've been lost, my love
In the mists of oblivion
Where there is no light nor darkness
My way obscured by sorrow
Yes I know
The flesh should not be missed
It is transient
The spirit lives forever
So until I find you
I will search
With Innocence
I will search
And I will find you
Once again
I promise

Friday, February 8, 2013

Nothing for them

Living in condemnation
They die
25,000 every day
750,000 per month
8.5 million per year
Children die from starvation
No salvation
No hope
Just death and dying
Bleeding and crying
While the western world grows fat
Upon the spoils of the wars
Of the rest of the world
Fighting over the scraps

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

The Field Awaits the Reaper

The harvest waits
Redemption begins
But the trauma of birth
The sowing is remembered
The point of being kept sacred
Humanity's December put off
By the knowledge of the harvest
The harvest waits
We are compelled
To begin again
For who knows when
The sun will shine
Again like this
So warmly

Monday, February 4, 2013

The Other Side

We see nothing but that which is before us
They see through time
Staring into the dreamscape
Our sleeping world is silent
They are able
To enter the other side
We are waiting for the moment
When creation is quiet
But the ravens watch
And see through
The veil of reality
Replacing the mists of naught
And see the truth

Watari karasu

Friday, January 25, 2013

You are Unique, Yes

You have our full attention
Only you possess this moment
Freshly given this place
Hungry for our affection
Surely given an embrace
You represent hope
Of life over oblivion
We all tremble in the presence
You will change the world
Nothing will go to waste
You are the future
We are the past
Take this moment and never let go
Make your time last

“Each second we live is a new and unique moment of the universe, a moment that will never be again. And what do we teach our children? We teach them that two and two make four, and that Paris is the capital of France. When will we also teach them what they are? We should say to each of them: Do you know what you are? You are a marvel. You are unique. In all the years that have passed, there has never been another child like you. Your legs, your arms, your clever fingers, the way you move. You may become a Shakespeare, a Michelangelo, a Beethoven. You have the capacity for anything. Yes, you are a marvel. And when you grow up, can you then harm another who is, like you, a marvel? You must work, we must all work, to make the world worthy of its children.”  Pablo Casals

Friday, January 11, 2013

Fierce Love

Fierce in love
Soft in the heart
Eyes like flame
My dreams afire
In you
Fill me full
Alive with you
Gentle kisses upon my face
Tender touches upon my soul
Emotions I can't describe
Only the word alive will do
You are the one to fill my cup
You are the only one
I run to you
Alive in you
You are the one I need
I run to you
Alive in you
You make me believe
Because you are love
Made of love
And never cease
To love me

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

I am Become Desolation

I wish I'd never met you
I wish I'd never seen your eyes
You brought famine to my soul
You made me linger in denial
Barren land of hope
I refuse to cross
Yet when I see you
I want you
Because I know you
I need you
And I know that you aren't there
Plague of sorrows wound me
Because I know you
Now my soul stripped bare
My flesh is all that remains
Waiting to die without you
You are gone
I am become desolation
I am shame

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

Flesh, my decay

My lust
Finger on my trigger
Noose around my neck
Lethal injection delivered
Blade that dissects the flesh
Unleashing the flame
Uncontrolled fire inside
All I can do is watch
As my flesh commits
Take me down that road
Lead me to oblivion
Let me writhe in lust
Slowly, so slowly
Until I am blind to all it does
Eat my soul away, let me die
Blind my eyes
Eat my soul
Destroy my life
My flesh causes my soul to decay