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Tuesday, October 25, 2011

(past) War Raging,Death Coming

War Raging, Death Coming


They say it has come

The Gods of this Age


Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Something Something

The Air around grows Frigid
The World now suddenly moving
Branches Crackling
Something Running
Ripping through 
This Tissue Paper 
Of our World

Monday, October 17, 2011

A Rust Colored Sun Fell Down

I Bask in a Star Filled Ray

Rays upon My Cheek

Rays like a long Summer

Rays like Groundwater Rushing

Rushing to Meet Me

Rays That Fill my Irises

Leave Me Drunk and Blind

Rays that Whisper Liquid Promises

Promises And Lies

I Fall into Rust Colored Suns

A Pool of Burning Snow

Somehow I Not Feel Its Burn

Feel Its Deathly Turn

Turn Turn Turn

Turning With the Sun Beams

I Am.

Saturday, October 15, 2011

His Name was Something of an O

I Stood Beside the Wood Laden Fence
Stared Out Into The Open Sky I Did
The Crows Cawed Once
And An Old Bird Took Form
Perched Upon The Fence
As He Cocked His Head
To Me

I Looked Into His Beady Eyes
Twitching This and That
I Saw a Roll Of Letter
Tied To His Bird Ankle
I Reached Out
Thought The Letter Was For Me


The Bird Took Off Overhead As I Did So
I Swiveled Round and Watched It Fly

To an Old Man in Regal Fit
Charms and Pendants hanging Off Him
Long Robes and Animal Skins
Dragging Gently Cross the ground
He raised his Arm and the Bird Sat Upon It
And He was Gone

I Blinked Mad Tears
for the Powerful man Dissapeared
I sank to my Knees in Frustration
" I just Wanted to talk with you!"
"Noone Ever Speaks..."
I Say.

Two Bird Chirpings Later
Wrapped Sole of Brightness 
Became in Front of Me
"To your Feet Child"
He Say
Voice Like Thunder Mixed with a Melted Sun

I Rose Slowly
Gaze held Low

"You Wish not  to look at Me"
His Voice of a Fluid Taunting Sort
I knew Down,If I looked
I Would Be No More

"Suit You, A Seeing Druid you are No?"
I Stood Taking in his Warm Talk
Drunk with Wild Suns

"Dont Know"
Mumbled I

I Felt the Old Man's Smile Beam Over Me
"Soon you Shall"


His Name was Something
Something With an O

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Why? I Say

I look at the Sky With Dread
Such Clouds A'form Tonight
she Says Its a Full Moon
 And people Change
On a Full Moon Day

My Heart Still Pounds
 For the Inevitable

Monday, October 10, 2011

Snow Falls out my Window,The Seasons Aren't What they Used To Be

Breathe Upon Your Summers Light

      For my Body is Frozen White

               Rain the Warm Seas and Clouds Above

                     Can Winter and Summer Really Love?

Fall and Winter War

Such Cold The Winter Brings
A Rest not the Best
Patiently Waiting
As the Seasons Go By
Seems an Eternity
Has filled my Eyes

Should I Sway my Branches
This and That?
Maybe Summer will come Faster
With its Warmth....

Winter Me 1

Walking on Edged needles
My Body Crackles
For What it has not
Yet Known

I am wound Up
Ticking Ticking
Like the Toy Soldier

But Even Trees Must Wait
For Winters Storms

Friday, October 7, 2011

Nanti nanti Mont'iap e cheklu - Mother, She is Fallen..??

The Wind sings as she dances
Murmuring Words she doth not Know
The Grasses below Cradle each fall
Her mind and Soul
Soul and Bod,
Yet All not Hers

Oh What to do with a Withering .....
She Say
Keep,Keep Oh Keep her Dancing
Let her Forget
Her Ages Numbering
Oh Keep Keep her Murmuring

She Say
One Day One Day One Day
She will know
My  Fate. .....

(My One)??[


Tune 2.7

I am Born Blue
Like the Rushing waters
Soaking up that all is New
Yet Pain like no Other

Born of all the Ages
Waves Washing over me
Running to the Heavans
Drowning in the Ocean Breeze......

Tune 1

Thier floating in the air
As far as my Eyes can see
Theyre laughing out at ye
As Human as can be

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Proposition 1

I see,
A great Oak with many branches that all leaf,
Except two.
Your mind and soul
Are like Sun and Moon,
That fight with each other for Sky,
Though they cannot realize,
They share one space,
One plane,
One world,
All together,and All in Peace.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Proposition 3 Too many

Thou should know this One yet,
Animal was once Man,
and Man,
The birds that Fly.
One may feel more that than others,
But Only the connection decides Whether to keep
In Human Yearstime,
Things change,
Whither away,
Fibers detach,
And Carry way.
 It is only Destiny or Being
that determines Which you ask.

Proposition 2

Like the Cock crows,
and the Fish at Bay,
No Thing is this Certain.
 I can Say you This,
 Listen and Watch.
Follow your Heart not yor Mind.
 Reach out to the hands that grab you closest.
 Sing to which actually Hear with Ears,
 and You may find a Suprising Fact.
 The Gods and Godesses of this Age have turned Ruthless
Yet Few have Heart.
Seek Comfort to which May call to you.
Sets,Rites,And Rules of Such shall not keep

Saturday, October 1, 2011

To the Ends of Time,No Gates are open to thee

So what am I now?
That has been caught Between Gates
Lost to another Century
Angrily Toiling Over what this Frayed
Frayed Body
Cannot Retrieve,See, Remember
Of those Past Glorious Days..........

What a Burden upon my heart
to See such turn like the Humans
Learn Fast and Fly

My Little Fire, Do Burn!
You not Have Much Time
Before all is Withered
And you Forever Mortal.........


(past) This God

Who is this god?!
Spoken if such Power?
Which Thine walks upon My Earth
And Gives Life through Dirt and Spine?


How Dare He,
Sit Upon my Throne
To call Himself king
To Blindly Guide his Slaves
Into a Blackless InSanity?!


Though Dost Angers Me So....