Green blankets, rising and falling,
Speckled with hues of colors
Stirring with the caress of the wind.
Creatures, like motes, swirl and spin,
Alighting on the life-colors
A brief pause, and they move again.

Sky-cotton moving with ease,
Flowing with a slow river current
Lazily blocking the light from above,
Casting cool relief below.

I stand, amid the tranquility,
Breathing the scent and beauty of Calm.
The ease is reflected in my soul.
I close my eyes...
I open them...

I hear the explosions.
I feel the earth tear and rip.
My comrades, my friends, mowed down like grass.
I see death and chaos,
War and carnage,
I hear the screams of the dying.

My fear dies...

My rage is a growing storm.

I sank.
Thinking it was safe to swim.
I drowned in every piece of you.

Without the experienced sadness
of our soul, we would seldom
appreciate the fullness of joy;
when overcoming Life’s bedlam

and its numerous complexities,
our ability to possess vision
and real, practical solutions
come as our personal decisions

to willingly trust in The Lord,
are divinely realized. One day,
a clearer view or perspective
will be spiritually conveyed

to us, under the abundant grace
of God, as we seek… His face.

The crow will crow
and all will know
the good will go
praise status quo.

The blow will blow
destruct the foe
went toe to toe
with status quo.

Mountains bow in the twilight
seas will shriek in that hell
beasts will bray at the bite
broken dreams' bruises swell.

Might was right
give up the fight
in fading light
under status quo.

There is no more
after settled score
when at the core
the ***** is adored
beware the door
of status quo.

I miss the rush
ov blood
    each orgiastic slip
Leading to
Hot Skin
Pressed. Burning against me.
enwrapped.
I want it so
This suffocation
Will drag you under
With delight
A filthy ache
Blissful
Annihilation
Between her thighs
With sweetness
Claw and tooth
wild desire
Her eyes on mine
(piercing my heart).
Urging me
With stinging
tongue
      and gasoline.     upon the flames.