Behold the burning tree
As flames ebb and flow 'tween you and me
Hear the crackle of its bark
As burning embers light the dark
Barren, desolate, foul smelling earth
A hungry dog of wretched birth
Scours the land for food and water
What rage and fury does it foster
For Men of mice and Mice of men
Who dwell deep beneath the glen
Where great Abraxas, in deep slumber
Would rise with rage and thunder
And smite the tyrants in their castle
With their maiden queen fair and gracile
As men to dust shall return
So must their creation, in turn
And upon that land shall clouds bring
Sweet liquor of life, harbinger of spring
As muddy hue turn emerald green
Hear the wind's melody, quiet, serene
Apr 19
Apr 19, 2026 at 6:07 PM UTC
I see many a flower turn dull and grey
And the children no longer play
Instead weeping in anguish, they
Seldom smile and no longer pray
I see many men with their iron will
On barren lands forced to till
Trees of bad fruit with little yield
For a worm of a man with a rotten deal
I see mothers weeping along a stream
For babes unborn lost in a dream
And weep as they may to the golden sun
Unanswered their prayers they gather and run
I see the earth set ablaze by tyrannical men
With murderous intent, conducted from their den
And the fires burn pale and bright
As we relinquish life to the eternal night
Mar 13
Mar 13, 2026 at 4:54 PM UTC
Faith, have ye none?
When hell beckons thine name
Wilt thou be that faithful son?
Or wilt thou cower in shame?
Hark ye devils, and make no protest!
For the hour has come for ye to die
And let thy heart confess
March along into that fire, aye!
For He who Judges all hath come
Serve His will and have no fear
For the closing hour draws near
Hear Satan's beating red drum
Steel thy courage well
And let the blood make thy heart swell
With blood and steel shall we pay
All the sins and follies of our days
Mar 13
Mar 13, 2026 at 3:09 PM UTC
How would it be
As a swallow upon a tree
Singing his birdsong
For you and me
He shan't wait for long
As he's finished his song
Watch him sail the blue
Not a care if he's wrong
Where will he be?
Who will he meet ?
Flapping his wings he
Stopped On a street
A child chases
And it's off to the races
Back in that blue high
Where children seldom cry
In the rain or in the sun
Does the swallow have his fun
And come night he ventures forth
As the blue he calls home had gone swarth
Mar 12
Mar 12, 2026 at 3:02 PM UTC
If I should pray, God grant me this
One more day, and one more kiss
In younger days, brave and wild
Took you days to tame that child
And when you did and he did smell
That lilac smell he knew too well
Once older you thought him courage
Love given and talent nourished
A prayer sayeth, a blessing given
How are you doing up in heaven ?
If I should pray, God grant me this
One more day, and one more kiss
On better days well gone past
Once thought we were to last
Who's to say who's to blame
All left is memory and shame
Etched in my heart's core forever
Your name that echoes in that chamber
Your silken touch, your sun-bright smile
How pretty you'd look on that aisle
If I should pray, God grant me this
One more day, and one more kiss
Jan 23
Jan 23, 2026 at 4:36 AM UTC
The rain brought with it old memories
Of sunny days and sweet reveries
On our future and what it holds
On what our children would look like, we'll never know
What lies we've told, what truth we've buried
As to our parting I can say that it was hurried
And the pain that lingers and gnashes the soul
How young we were, too brash and bold
The drumming of waters hitting the ground
The smell of the earth and the sweet serenading sound
Takes my being to a place no more found
But in that place shall I seek
A moments respite when days are bleak
Jan 22
Jan 22, 2026 at 2:50 AM UTC
Upon my eyes befell a flower dressed in black,
Striking in beauty, noble in act
She moved in calm and vigor,
Between lost men, drunk with ichor
Her gorgon stare reduced me to stone
and there I stood, bare as bone
A word I spoke, but no more
As I crumbled into dust, swept on the floor
With her voice, accompanied a choir
Sang by angels with their lyre
Serenading sweet harmonies for men to hear
as she struck my heart with a burning spear
Her smile took life out of my lungs
My love proclaimed, if not twisted mine tongue
In silence i sat, boiling with wonder
How can a man tame that Delicate Flower
Jan 22
Jan 22, 2026 at 1:39 AM UTC
Beauty fades
The amber cage
Falls down to meet your gaze
Temptation took what eternity gave
Your forsworn smile
Judgement in the aisle
To walk this cursed mile
Angel's singing all the while
From Light begot
The Fading Sun
Hallowed eyes weep in doubt
As we gather round to be undone
Nov 11, 2025
Nov 11, 2025 at 1:08 PM UTC
A specter invades a nightly retreat,
to a land of lost wants and thoughts incomplete.
Upon barren soil i stand, bewildered at the sight
of a pale apparition shining bright, and bold she stood
Towering against the ocean dark sky.
Her eyes beamed upon my soul
Inquiring on days of old
Of when her hands i held, her
Lips i felt, and soul i explored.
Her voice trickled down to my ears
Questioning decisions made o’er the years.
The siren’s song closed with a gong
Asking if I'm happy to be where i belong
To her i say “tis’ futile to lie
For you’ve seen the truth, in the depths of my eye
Why ponder upon a question, if the answer is known?
Tis’ not fair to torment a soul, foul as it is,
With questions such as those.
But here i present, for your ears to hear,
The sorrow of loss of a lover once held dear.”
On her ears befell my woes and fears
An empty vessel drowning in tears
My words came to a stop, and from her a faint smile
She gathered her thoughts then whispered, “sweet child,
Remember not what we had, nor what we could have been.
Seek instead for a fire within, for i see your ember fading,
Your mind waning, and your soul wandering.
I pray the Sun grant you strength to bear
A world lost to ambition and despair.”
Her Revelations Ceased, The Specter fades into the evanescent blue.
No more real than memory, yet eternally true.
A Fire grew to the west, on the lush green grass of the Prairie,
A glimmer darted into the Moon’s domain,
In rebellion against the night’s tyranny.
Nov 1, 2025
Nov 1, 2025 at 11:19 AM UTC