The Folly Of Ages – Love leads to certain death –

“A fool who cursed the sun was surprised to see it still shining.” – Marty Rubin
“A thing can be true and still be desperate folly, Hazel.” 
 

The Snake who from the darkest pools pulls pain through the roots

A drink but not to quench a thirst that begins in hell’s stench
 
Proof that evil resides holding reign in deepest echoing halls
 
A coil from roses bloody innocence proclaimed through beauty
 
Lay it down at the cavern’s maw bringing creatures from the depths
 
Take compassion to tear it asunder from the veiled innocent breast
 
Inside is found the hideous heartbreak of lover’s scornfully betrayed
 
A harbinger of rapturous delusions reveals the folly of ages
First published in Opinions Of Eye
05102012

Karma, Meet Destiny

That whore, karma, had finally made her way around, and had just bitch-slapped me right across the face. The realization only made me cry harder.” ― Jennifer Salaiz
So?
Karma, you keep me coming back to find all that I lost. Don’t you have something for me? I think you left me for another lover and perhaps you’ve found your happiness, but didn’t you leave anything for me? You took things from my secret hidden places and left me wondering, where are they? You show up uninvited, demanding me to give you more, what about what you stole? People tell me that you’re fair and they envy the times you show up and kick ass. “Karma did this,” or “You deserved what Karma gave you.” Without omniscience and wisdom we only see the side that pleases us, making us cruel and vindictive, especially in judgment. My quarrel is not with them, it’s with you Karma. I call the courts of heaven to bear witness that you’ve take much more than what’s necessary. What do you want me to do with all this emptiness you’ve left behind? The cupboard doors swing in the breeze from open windows, signs that you left me with nothing to build on. I’ve something for you Karma, she’s quite the beautiful creature and tells me that no matter what you did, she’ll stay with me. You know her I believe, her name is Destiny. I’m going to make love to her and in that cold place you left, we’ll find peace and plan to take revenge on you; then you two bitches can fight over me all night. Now go away Karma, I don’t care about your tricks, I’m content knowing my divine Destiny will hold me and guide me through the prisons of your subtle ways. I’ll not always be your bitch Karma, so let me reap what I sow, because right now, I’ve thrown up the middle finger to your cruel punishments.
Also published in Broowaha

Timid Creature – Peace hides in circumstances

“Peace cannot be kept by force; it can only be achieved by understanding.”
Albert Einstein

Peace, your a timid creature.

I want to hold you, but, 
as soon as I reach for you,
you disappear, 
darting behind circumstances.
I can hear you moving, 
never seeing you for long.
In the end, 
I must let you come to me,
resting by my side, 
as I rest by yours. 





12082011




Power of the Blade – Faith in action

   “Doubt is a pain too lonely to know that faith is his twin brother.” – Khalil Gibran

“If fear is cultivated it will become stronger, if faith is cultivated it will achieve mastery.” 
Swinging wildly, I caught the beast just under the jaw line. It’s chilled dark blood spewed across my chiseled chest and tainted my lips with the taste of iron. My blade performed perfectly, its power in the sound of visions, its speed in the echo of images burned in my mind from my youth. The creature fell like so many, and meat for the taking lay at my feet. The promise of the blade is that with unwavering certainty, the purpose of the wielder is accomplished. Like many of the nether regions promises, a condition of sort is implied. I cannot for one second doubt the accuracy and lethality of the keen edge and rune struck blade, for in that second of doubt, the blade dulled and its weighty course lost it’s objective. It’s quite disturbing to see my weapon lose its edge and become a twig in my hand. I learned over the course of many battles, that faith in that blade, gave me favor and strength in my choices as I pressed across this desert land. During one lengthy battle I lost my grip and it flew off down a steep ravine. Left with only a very ordinary staff, I forgot to lose faith…for so long I trained myself to never doubt, that I swung that wooden accessory and to my amazement, it hit home with the same unerring providence! I then learned that, the blade though magical, only served to train me, that though magic is strong, faith is stronger and even above the metamorphic power of unseen spells, my faith gave me the ability to transform the ordinary into that of perfect power. I found my blade, but, I never forgot the lesson. All things are possible with faith, and if I will just persevere with that faith, though I lost one advantage, another will fulfill my purpose just as well.

Guile’s Subtle Creature – Pain and Fear are my defenders

“Full of wiles, full of guile
at all times, in all ways, 
Are the children of Men”
Aristophanes

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Free me from guile’s subtle creature of passions hateful exile


The allies to my rescue will come quick as the dawn and just as sure

Wrest me from the chained facade of my minds deceitful succubus

Burdened with feigned troubles provoked like mist from the crashing waves

What guards me from the charms of a women not so innocent

Fear and Pain lead me away from this captor with the demise of dreams

Teach me my dear brothers with your wisdom gleaned from eagles sight

Deliver me from the lies and deceit that hate has born on its wings

Also published in Broowaha Citizen Magazine