Seas of anchors beneath the earth
Take hold the dew of morning
For truth givers and life bearers
Hands stretched to the sky, demanding
Freedom and peace and strength and serenity
An understanding of things unknown
Power purely born into existence
From a single, simple seed
May 31, 2021
May 31, 2021 at 11:31 PM UTC
Eenie meenie little souls
How I wonder, be thou cold?
Stay thee in thy secret spot
Stripes of iron, cloth be naught
See we nothing, hear no sound
Sight omits thy tattered gowns
May death be kinder? Death be quick?
Yes. Death be gift by candlestick
We’ll send thee bread of molded clay
To save thee from thy wicked ways
Of clashing blood and god and skin
Inhuman made by ink of sin
For church reveals the sacred spot
Of heroes draped in thoughtless thought
Of condemnation, fears and tricks
And bearers of the candlestick
Jan 8, 2021
Jan 8, 2021 at 11:25 PM UTC
Dare he reign
Dare he not
Take that aim
That witch’s plot
For gold asunder:
The man’s domain
For gold together:
The Queens regain
As karma shifts
The world divides
Take heed, my kin
There will be trials
But what’s a world
Without a curse?
Proceed this path
You’ll know not else
Nov 6, 2020
Nov 6, 2020 at 7:41 AM UTC
Arise, arise
For their spite is their folly
Arise, arise
Clutch that burden of sight
Arise, arise
For the Queens become squally
Take hold your own hand
Stand tall for the fight
Be willing
Be bold
Be strength
Don’t fold
Take flight
Command
Be brave
Don’t land
For the King and his men
Will trample
Descend
“But FIGHT!”
Said she.
“We’ll win...”
“...they’ll see.”
Oct 27, 2020
Oct 27, 2020 at 11:44 PM UTC
There once was a girl named Freedom
But everyone called her “Happy”
She danced through the color yellow
And found rest in a field of daisies
Aug 25, 2020
Aug 25, 2020 at 8:34 AM UTC
Be the ice in the wind
And the wind in the trees
And the dreams in the world
And the world in the breeze
Say the raven to the crow
Be what raven he may be
For the crow is to the raven
What the raven is to me
Be the might among the fallen
Be the song within the leaves
Rise above the earthen calling
Be what river sings with thee
Say the raven to the crow
Be what raven he may be
For the crow is to the raven
What the raven is to me
Be the eyes upon the scepter
Be the sword upon the wings
Be the hope among the people
When they cannot trust their king
Say the raven to the crow
Be what raven he may be
For the crow is to the raven
What the raven is to me
Aug 25, 2020
Aug 25, 2020 at 8:33 AM UTC
Now I see where I went wrong.
Beliefs I held were far from grace.
My hand in lives became their fall,
I crushed their pain with wanton lies.
Ominous grace as judgement passed,
My faith has become my one regret.
My eyes were blind to the pain they felt,
But now I see my hardened past.
For who can love but God alone?
The fruit I offered was far from gone.
"Behold the righteous! Behold her zeal!"
My face was masked with haughty prayer.
Behold the righteous? Behold her zeal?
I'm sorry, Lord....
I hurt your people.
Nov 14, 2010
Nov 14, 2010 at 6:56 AM UTC
Beyond the trees and hills of Madison
The stone set still upon the earth.
His body lay silent, lonely, abandoned
My heart beat desperately for lost memories.
Aug 29, 2010
Aug 29, 2010 at 10:05 PM UTC
I stood in vain as the stranger stood staring.
Ashamed, I hid my stained white shirt.
Who was this woman and why was she staring?
Judgement pierced my sodden heart.
Anger, disgust, jealousy and hate,
All expressed upon her glaring face.
How could she see those things I hid
So well behind my masquerade?
Aug 25, 2010
Aug 25, 2010 at 6:40 AM UTC