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LR Thompson Aug 24
Division runs rampant through unity on the break
Torches flare as rage flickers smoldering kindling to flame
Erupting the perpetual boils that fester beyond infections wake
Fearful that lives saved are endangered for propagandas sake
Nay, the divisions that split rip to shreds the patriotic fabric
Shorn to threads amiable friendships that broach enmity
Between brothers bound by blood shared
Bleeding red in concealed unison given to each at birth
As mighty Gaia trembles under the weight of shrugging Atlas
Beseeching the old gods to return to former glories
Resting lonesome Olympus from its divine pantheon
To quake and shake the shared foundations built
Atop mountains of lies stacked one after another
Before the heavens part and holy Elysium repels
The hearts of both men and women who dared divide
A house unified on sacrosanct liberties inherent
Gifted to the corruptible souls of humanity
On the premise that justice should be for all
That hold the highest values inviolable
By any that would rabble-rouse the masses to forgo
The established law of the land on such flawed premises
Where words hold greater authority than actions convey
And peace is but a pipe dream puffed in perfect rings translucent
Fading before the light has a chance to cast dark shadows
Imperfect in their reflection yet somehow flawless in impression
Oh, if only we were not like that famous allegory
Confined to our own individual caves
Then maybe our eyes could open wide and once again
Let in the truth that we have for too long allowed to blind us in hate
Perhaps the fates would halt their furies
And end our shared torment avoidable
Unifying a once noble people to again stand proud
A beacon to a world begging for freedom
Clearing the fog of war and lighting the path
Back to the house we once called home

By L.R.Thompson
LR Thompson Aug 16
My eyes alight softly upon pale velvet waxing
Whose grace is as weightless as a tilting feather
Slowly orbiting between gentle arches
Caressing the space that separates two hearts
And minds locked in a tidal waltz

Waning, my gaze shifts to supple curves
Outlining the crescent shaped body
Which loving light reflects in full
As the beats of my pulse rapidly impact
Scaring the surface with my every rotation
That births a new phase with every rise
Yet sets my sights again upon distant beauty
Teasing the mind to reach out and embrace my muse
Relenting to the gravity ever drawing me nearer
Until we collide in throes of violent passion
Two bodies merging in the fires of love
To become one forever more
LR Thompson Jun 2020
The tail tore through the sky

Fiery streamers laced the ether

Racing towards the plane

That outlines the firmament

Upon the horizon the comet fell

Destined to return

Impact and hell
LR Thompson May 2020
The flame boils upon the cauldron
Sparks arc in fuels exhaustion
An explosion erupts among scattered embers

Seams that trace natures cunning
Within evil facade impressed
Upon purely good
That is
Which burns with the radiance of the sun
A passion diminished by no quality
Other than itself
An expression to be

The passion roils as temperature boils
The soul to ghastly pieces
Imploding within itself when faced with itself
Wrote this after an event where I became conflicted within myself about myself... if that makes any sense... anyhow, enjoy!
LR Thompson Apr 2019
Stand tall and proud
Oh ye mighty sentinel
Cast your shade there
Upon yonder ground
And with yer roots
May ye cultivate thine soil
So thoust may creep higher
With limbs reaching
Climbing minutia
Until ye break through the canopy
Soaring amongst the clouds
Sowing thine seeds below
To grow the next generation
Of silent sentinels
LR Thompson Mar 2019
A portal appeared
Thin line sheared
Ripping the world
As the end neared
For cataclysm came
Ragnarok Regained
The gods they fell
The mortals to blame
Thus darkness came
Descent into hell
Lightnings they strike
With storms that hail
Some devils do call
While others may fail
Yet heroes do rise
In light they shine
Rising at the moment
What fate defines
Ready to battle
To war they ride
A shout TO ARMS!
Their enemies do cry
Some may flee
And others do die
The devil had felled
A hero had rised
The day was won
Terra his bride
My fight for my wife, Tara.
LR Thompson Mar 2019
A high pitched siren rang out in the distance
A tree limb snapped and flew upwards
I stood before the storm
Head held high and defiant
Challenging the maelstrom to a duel of wits
"You may churn you evil beast
You may bring death and destruction
But YOU WILL NOT take me!"

The wind howled in agitated reply
Tossing me high up into the sky
Where rain turned to sleet
Which turned to ice
Freezing my flesh
While simultaneously lacerating
With razor precision
The word
Upon my flesh

I fell...

Into the storm wall I lashed out
Imagining the cataclysm but a normal summer shower
I imposed my will and shaped the storm
"This life is mine alone. I am my own light and I live for myself. So take your darkness and destruction and go. For I am slave to no man nor beast...
...I, am FREE!"

Then it was that the storm died with me
That day as I hit the ground
Never to return nor destroy
For I had finally defeated death and destruction
By embracing life and all its pain
We all face that inner storm, that wall that likes to hold us back. Whether it is addiction or depression or the federal government we all face crucibles in life that ultimately define our character. Bravery, therefore, is the fearlessness to accept a challenge and refuse to back down holding firm and constant values.

Be brave in your life and face your crucible. Empower your values and shout "YOU WILL NOT CONTROL ME!" It is there you will find yourself truly free.
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