A ship that's lost at sea ;I need some aid,
I get some care;ignored alone again.
I feel I walk a tightrope my nerves are frayed,
And folks that treat me this me -I condemn
My plea is hardly heard ;my wishes delayed
I keep my vessel afloat I explain
I sail my vessel to a better day
My future will be sunshine for sure I say
Sep 27, 2025
Sep 27, 2025 at 6:58 PM UTC
This book is a gem;a price beyond compare ,
What I read hits the bull’s eye in two chapters,
It’s rock of ages pure dope that matters,
This book resonates with my being I swear.
And chapter 2 struck the core of my soul
You get the tools to restory your being
Restory your life with it;let your soul sing
The Red Meal a foundation one ,the goal
But if you want more read his other book
For starters :Witching Way of the hollow hill
And Letters from the Devil’s forest too
Resurection of the meadow - take a look
These precious books can teach you many a skill
This book is theory With your heart ,do pursue
Sep 2, 2025
Sep 2, 2025 at 9:44 PM UTC
I feel like I'm drowning in the stormy sea
Tiamat help me write on the Void, please
My mind empty ;coming up with thoughts I freeze
I feel I am drowing;what is the key ?
I drank some Jameson whisky to **** my brain
Today I feel like an empty beer barrel
The words I need I find hard to channel
It did not help the existential pain
Tiamat said Listen and stop ********
If my agents got thru you know what to do?
"I am All ,hear my tales ,see my image "
Remembered the tales flesh is awakening
Void is potential and naught at once too
It is in your bones so make the linkage
Aug 23, 2025
Aug 23, 2025 at 11:35 AM UTC
The ice has thawed ; and Berchta is truly here,
I think of events I Wish to do too,
And petals of blooms open I'm filled with cheer;
I think of gardening it's time is due,
Feel one with Nature,alive, feel like a seer,
I tried Witch Sight practice first a breakthrough
And gardening filled me with cheer,I felt clear,
I worked happily past my rendezvous,
The Hissing of the Serpent needed work,
The second time I felt like a thirsty bloom.
Got the seeds planted -no link to nature,
And practicing Serpent Hiss felt like a ****
A chain that's half connected is my doom
And plants surely got watered none in danger
I hope I break chains of my destiny
A link with nature thru gardening I see
Jun 29, 2025
Jun 29, 2025 at 10:12 PM UTC
I sit and see the awning of leaves out there
And light through leaves dances like crystals too
A dance of light and dark in woods isn’t rare
I wish I could go to the green woods too
My chain and ball sitting in my wheelchair
A canopy of leafy green I declare
I’m barred from the green ,can’t move on my own
And cut off from life and stuck in the waif zone
Jun 19, 2025
Jun 19, 2025 at 3:38 AM UTC
Blue sky today I feel sadness is gone,
Getting my groceries here ,I have no fear ,
My legs are sore the sky fills me with cheer,
The light keeps pain away nice phenomenon!
And Hela says be strong like the angel oak ,
Angraboda’s probably favourite tree,
Its gnarly branches a wondrous sight to see ,
Behold Hela says angel oak tree no joke.
I was wondering what died hard today?
I still had pain in my legs -enough said
My heart was racing;I did just sitting .
And leave the cafe legs hurt a lot anyway
And Hela’s adumbrate surely filled me with dread,
My legs feel like trunks of trees not kidding
Mar 6, 2025
Mar 6, 2025 at 6:13 PM UTC
And Skadi had her way much snow today
Imparted volunteer job hopes soar high.
Each Thor’s day , a shining star in a black sky
Orange in my throat and gob smacked, what to say?
And never let the blighters beat you down
And the sawbones mention you cannot heal .
And show them I work with plenty of zeal
I am cook too at the depot uptown.
The doctors state see you are strong ,
We think you are weak ,die in a care home.
My star is dimming do I fight or take flight?
My job like an void vessel I felt dead
This must be the rehabs typical syndrome
Hard to feud with sawbones reason-they’re right
My mood tastes like bad lime pulled down by dread.
Feb 6, 2025
Feb 6, 2025 at 7:51 PM UTC
Recurring dream I walk with a fake leg,
I go thru shifts in my head still in the sack,
I know it is a dream sad like darkened lake,
My flow as a lake in rehab no way back ,
What does this walking mean with a fake leg.?
Learning to play a guitar with five good strings ,
I have one leg while playing what’s it mean ?
Wearing a purple suit I feel I got it made,
And tune high E makes the music so clean,
Walk into Resto Depot with some things,
Feb 5, 2025
Feb 5, 2025 at 7:05 PM UTC
The Angel oak boughs lovely to behold
This horary tree so blest a grand tree.
Old trees to behold are the huge Redwoods,
Clear cutting woods they made me quite angry.
Lay me down to rest ;my soul feels not old
Those who **** ancient forests go to Hell.
Ancient forests wrecked I'm angry as Hell,
Angraboda tree the Angel oak - behold
Other beatific trees are the Redwoods,
The red oak rusty brown bark a grand tree.
Cutting these trees down-I'm ****** angry,
And pols are vermin their plans way to old
Trees like a skyscraper th epic redwoods
And hike thru these woods when I was not old
I sat at rest beneath a cedar tree.
Those who destroy them are stupid as Hell
Old growth forests a biome please behold
Lay waist to old growth woods I am angry,
Most of the old growth gone makes me angry
I wonder what critters live in Redwoods.
The hair of Jord visit it and behold
I walked thru the green when I was not old
The forest were bare of old trees,oh hell
Old growth Cedars are one hell of a tree,
What type of vibe could I get from that tree?
Logging roads in BC grave ,I'm angry,
To lazy to help these pols belong in hell,
Love to muse beneath a pair of Redwoods.
Protest clear cutting this method not old
Clear cutting woods -a plain shock to behold..
Envoi:
I am wheelchair bound my protest days to old
Time to stop logging Redwoods ,no,oh Hell,
An Angel oak tree I want to behold.
Jan 6, 2025
Jan 6, 2025 at 6:29 PM UTC
Decomposing footwear leather is done for,
Rotten leather: in an state of eternal rest.
Shoes passed beyond the earthly pale for sure,
Better before they were on Earth was the test.
Send these shoes off to the grave I don’t jest.
Jan 3, 2025
Jan 3, 2025 at 9:42 PM UTC