wraith of white
you wander wild
the hinterland
Valkyrie's child

your breath pants mist
in icy caves
you have made
10, 000 graves

your image is
in winter skies
its crystal glitters
in your eyes

loping through
the cold chill wood
its secrets you
have understood

born to lead
long of fang
through the glaciers
your voice rang

lonely in your Lycan heart
you made the ****
your kindest art

wolf of legend
wolf of lore
you'll reign untamed

forevermore


soulsurvivor
(C) 2/16/2014
Rewritten 6/12/2015

Nights like these
I feel soft, spineless
Lilies growing in my liver
Wingless, tethered to my bed post
Body one with the sheets,
One with the waxen moon
The lonesome crescent
That knows what it’s like to sleep alone,
That knows the phantom ache
Of being dissevered
From its gibbous lover

Making love was never about you and me being naked together in a bed.

We made love whenever we held hands.

We howled at the moon
Like drunken fools
Drunk off of joy
Intoxicated with each other
It'll never be the same
I'll miss you this summer

I want to work my vision
and make a story,
a story of the crazy,

for the crazy,
to pass to the man
who says that he is sane.

Trapping those who walk the borderline,
those with a mind to or
with a mind not to.

I commend my soul
to the vastness beyond,
I beg thee, bathe me, cleanse me.

Take my talents and possessions
that I leave here on earth.

Scatter them, share them.
To bear witness of fresh new birth.

They will bury me
under a star lit sky
beside a sinless tree.

I want to love you
Like there is no tomorrow
I want to give it my all
And never experience any sorrow

I want to take your hand and kiss your lips
Lead you to the promised land
And wait for off-spring
With both hands on my hips

I sometimes wonder do you feel the same
I'd like to ask you hoping you're not playing a game
Is it my *** you want though it's nothing to write home about
Or is it your *** you want to flaunt  leaving me no way out

We could blast off into the stars
You being Venus me being Mars
Hold up a mirror and peer past our reflection
Make love all night without any protection

I think that I have loved you
Since I was a kid
But wait a minute now
Let's not and say we did

you are the voice
of my most cruel thoughts
remind me of all the
tears, and nightmare i have fought

you tear me down each day
haven't seen you in years
but you're still here
one of my greatest fears

tortured by the memories
you've cursed me with
ask me if i miss you
i plead the fifth

please get out stay out
stop living in my head
stop making me scared
to live for myself instead

i can't be haunted anymore
but you linger here
never fading out
i need you to dissapear

I see how white light startles.
I snapped a pic and she spun in circles.
She wanted a photograph
to cover her mother's epitaph,
so she could have a laugh.

She smoked to get away -
but this isn't what'd she say,
exhaling, "All we are is carbon
and a lack of empathy."

We blended into hues of
microwave dinners
and church alters.
I used to tell her to go
just to halt her.

We prayed to get away -
but that's not what we'd say,
whispering, "Help us be more
than carbon and a lack of empathy."

My brain is a factory,
producing every toxic part of me.
******* until my hand gets lazy,
fantasizing about Lexi Belle
and being Martin Scorsese.

My blood is a vacuum,
alone in a crowded room;
my white blood cells like to
travel to my *****,
so I can someday infect
designer uterine walls.

Locked and loaded,
my heart exploded.
The tissue and issues
attracted crocodiles
that swam from the mall,
for miles and miles.

Store-bought baby, my body isn't ready,
to be stripped down to the bone,
and sold to teenage radios,
that'll broadcast my American moans.

Caucasian nightmare:
my skin is not fair.
Peel enough off with chemicals,
until I decide there's no more,
and hide the layers in bathroom stalls,
located in the bleach of Baltimore.

The moon hangs full, above our eyes-
a glow of gold upon it's plate
calm and serene, the Wiccans rise
to cast their spells of love, not hate.

copyright: richard riddle-June 03, 2015