The beast swept down from mountains cold
Shimmering-red and brazenly bold
Belching out flame which was scarlet and gold,
When the dragon came down on the town.
No one knew what had awoken this ire
But they knew well enough from whence came the fire,
For soon all the world was a funeral pyre
Now ashes where once was a town.

High in our vast universe
Smoldering bodies touching
Fingertips exploring silken
Waiting with an eager breath

Dressed in silver moonbeams
Glittering stars in their eyes
Driven by natures own desire
Floating above heavens skies

The red rigid planet rises hotly
Teasing agony space performs
Lips tenderly touch and kisses
Orbits begin delicate slow spins

Venus in this sacred holy union
Eyes aglow in cloud like smoke
The world bluring and melting
As they slide together as one

Tenderly kissing your eyes suddenly I can see
This beautiful arc of intense warmth and light
Like future glass still waiting in sunshine sand
Enticing virtual scents rich and ready to pour
Tiny sparks from a candle reflected on pupils
Rinsing each starry image on my own stream
While silver white carp begin butting the sky  
My rose tinted skin only exists touching you

Discerning life within the trees
Images in pools of rainwater ,
streams of pertinent discourse
and fluid continuity ...

Metrical raindrops stream down my favorite
window ..
Cool , tidy , poetic gray cover shadowing the busy unkempt
world ...
Fussy Cardinals come clean in the channel
Pollen , pine needles and mans debris
collect on the washed avenues ..
Courthouse bells relay over the wet countryside ,
timid brooks become rivers for a day ..

Along the faithful stretch of tensile black ribbon
Homesteads garnished in sporadic , hospitable shade
Sunshine releasing every brilliant pigment ,
summit eloquence in festive motion ..
Botton land fathers toil a plethora of viable hillside earth ,
Afternoon chimney fires season the air with -
-Hickory and Oak kindling from creek-stone hearth
Silver Guineas patrol the forest edges , cordillera
Mountain Deer free themselves from the ******* of the midday struggle , recede into wooded escapes , immune from discovery ..

I would take a walk
Through lava flows and rapids raging
Take a look to the sky
And grab the furthest star I see
If the hand offends you
Cut it off
Cut away
I cut out

I am not afraid of death
I'm afraid of life
Like this

And modern battle fields
Next to my head the bullets singing
Concussive blow
My vision weak, my ears ringing
If the belief you hold
You live for it
You die for it
I am reborn

I am not afraid of death
I'm afraid of life
Like this

And I jump off the edge
Into the great unknown
I would close my eyes
And let my spirit lead me on
And I would gladly risk
No thought of a reward
I would close my eyes
And let my spirit guide me home