Mr E - Hello Poetry

Mr E Nov 2014

Spewing forth the lies of man
Dripping with deceit
Sopping up the foolhardy gents
In shadow do we meet
Out the corner of my gaze
He stalks the darkened halls
Watching those who are lead astray
And from the path do fall

With courtship and loving words
Oozing sticky sap
Stench of rotting milk and curds
Of fleshy skin and tight burlap
Two eyes do pierce the thickened fog
His body a black wiry frame
As he offers you the deal
To keep his lantern aflame

And from the trees he'll feed
Sipping souls straight from the shell
Beware the beast who turned his back to heaven
And shunned from the gates of Hell

#overthegardenwall

Mr E Nov 2014

The Woods

I ventured deep within the wood
With musk and fog divine
Past the mossy stones
And through the threaded vines
Dampened leaves from fallen trees
Scattered across the floor
This wooded maze of Autumn glaze
No longer haunted me any more
Pine trees moaned and wind did swirl
Like eddying streams as waters whirl
The lights did fade from my world
And I roamed the wood till dusk

I forgot my name within the woods
My memories lost like the leaves
Gone with the breeze
And far from home, For home was now the wood
I scampered on without the light
For night was eternal here
Within the woods I played
Like a shadow I swept through the bush
Without fear or meekly afraid
Children's laughter always is the calmest
The quietest and warmest
And in the wood the notes of play
Echoed through the pines
Of children lost but here they'll stay
Forever lost within The Woods

Mr E Oct 2014

White Knight

--We live in a broken world--
A reality where man must prove that he is true
Wearing the white cape of justice
Wielding the piercing blade of truth
And puncturing the shadowy veil of evil
Man must act
Grasping the medals he is awarded
Framing the honors he has received
The small bleary eyed boy
With his fathers helmet atop his head
Will grow to fight his own battles
Uphills
And down steep slopes
But he shall take up his fathers sword
And wield it once more
In the field of battle it shall cut through the shroud
With silken cape trailing behind him
And evil shall be vanquished

--However--

We do indeed live in a broken world
And the greed of man has seeped through and through
Infecting the positions of kings
Poisoning the lips of law
And in this broken world
Where a soldier of peace as ironic it may be heard
Will need to pierce the veil within himself
Where the dark has slowly grasped
And where doubt has taken root
For shall he do as commanded
Or fasten the helmet upon his head
In defiance
Becoming the enemy of the kingdom he once so loved
The white knight of justice will choose
And he shall be revered as the traitorous blood
Who turned his back to his fellow man
But in his heart
In this broken world
He shall know he still holds his fathers honor
Forever and ever
--Man's white knight--

Sometimes man must play the villain to save everything he cares for.

Mr E Oct 2014

The Trolley Man

I sit on the wooden bench of time
As people pass
Traveling off to new places
Embarking on journeys and saying goodbye to loved ones
I fumble with my ticket
The letters are smudged and unreadable
A train whistle shrieks and begins to chug away
I have only my clothes and small suitcase
Other young men get on and off the mechanical trains
A pretty girl comes and sits beside me
She pays no attention to me
Continuing to read her little book
After a while she gets up and leaves my wooden bench
I am alone now
Even though I never caught her name
The whole station feels empty
As if time has stopped
No sound nor movement
Everything a blur
I squeeze my ticket and glance at the clock
Half past noon
I realize I've missed my train

Mr E Oct 2014

Back Again

I was much too scared to look over the edge
The cavernous drop had my stomach inside and out
My hands were clammy and I felt my whole world fall away
Along with the day that I'm so blessed to say
That after lookin' down that ridge line heart attack
Brought my conscience full circle-
And now I'm back
With my eyes newly awakened
Back in touch with my soul
Shivered off all the doubt
Applied some heat to that cold
Like the fresh dew that sleeps on the grass every time
The sun wakes up and reassures that we're fine
Maybe sometimes we have to fall down once in a while
So we can get back up and learn all the steps over again.

So here I am,
Stumbling
Shaky-and-Bleary eyed
Like a new born child, seeing the whole world wild
I'm reborn again brother
And doing it my way.
One step at a time.
Every day by day.

Mr E Oct 2014

Balance

I am in a constant battle
A ceaseless war between what I desire
And what I know is truth
The truth that what I desire is distant
Scarce and miles from where I stand
A balanced plate on a stick
Ready to fall
At any time
With the slightest touch
I force myself to be content
Suppressing the jealousy and pain
The heartache

I am a stone balanced upright in a dense forest
Waiting and waiting
For someone
To find me delicately placed
And relieve me of my duty
To carry me home
And hold me close
And tell me they need me there

Mr E Oct 2014

Love Unnatural

I realized many years ago
That only fools fall for love
For love is the curse of the human species
The pact we make before we cry
Before heartbreak and grief consume
Love is the binding contract
That only guarantees true sadness
So in this life I shall not love
For I am no slave to folly
And maybe just maybe
I shall rid myself
Of ever shedding tears
Again