The Mist from Hell Descends on the land

the mist settles down on the land
the mist is from hell
the mist covers us all
the scent of death

the grim reaper
rides behind the miss
infecting those around him

the mark of death
as the mist covers the land
the end of the world
comes with the mist from hell

 
Conversation with the Gods About Corona Virus

Rev. Jake ’s on-line sermon on the Corona Virus

I am reverend Jake and I have a message from God
Last night I had a vision from God
it was his message to the world
about this pandemic we are facing

I found myself in a large room
Jehovah, God, was sitting in the middle
surrounded by the other Gods
they were all there

Jesus on his right
Allah on his left
Buddha behind him
Ganesh, Shiva, Kali
Mohammed, Joseph Smith and other prophets
Gabriel and other angels abound
St Peter in front of his as his Chief of Staff
Zeus, Jupiter, Minerva and ancient
other gods all around him

God spoke up
He said
I have a message for you
to give to your people
all of your people

no matter what religion
or no religion at all
it is all one after all

first the corona virus
is a natural phenomenon
we have no control
over forces of nature

and we did not send
it to you
to punish you
for homosexuality
or anything else at all

Second obey the health directives
stay at home
do your services on line
it is okay with us
we are fine with that

the blood of Jesus
will not save you
If you are in a crowded place
like church or a mosque service
the virus will spread
and catch you in the end

Prayers alone will not save you
but please keep praying
we do listen to your prayers
but we can only do so much

So please don’t allow the virus
to spread
because of your ignorance
and fear

realize that in the end
the virus will do its thing
and you will survive

and we
all the gods here
love you humans

and wish you well
so stay at home
practice self distancing


It is God’s will
all will survive


The Moment that changed my Life sonnet format

the moment that changed my life
occurred in late August 1982
when the woman of my dreams
came out of my dreams
walking off a bus
and into my life
a few months later became my wife
first dreamt of her in 1979
back in my high school day
and I knew that some day
I would meet the woman
in my dreams
and I did and that changed my fate
when I met her that date


we must walk on an honest path in these dangerous times

cats
are evil creatures
from outer space

who can understand
their alien thoughts
where they came from
and why are they here

are they part of an advanced team
will the cats some day
take over the world
and turn us into their slaves

I have no answer
but when i see the cats
staring at me

I am afraid
very afraid
of the cats

God's Confession
Dream 2058 GOD'S CONFESSION
Submitted 4-6-2015
I was sitting along
In a god forsaken bar
Somewhere on the lunatic fringes
Of society

On the bad part of town
Over by railroad tracks
Heading to hell
As fast as I could drink it down

Enjoying my lonely drink
Drinking by my lonesome self
With my partners
Jimmy Dean, and the Walker brother
And his old Granddad
Just drinking and hanging
With the Jack Daniel's gang

A crazed ***
With a thousand year stare
Walks up to me

He begins
Muttering to himself
Nutty nonsense
Crazy words
In a lunatic's voice

He had the look
Of one possessed
By his own demons
That only he can see
Or hear
Possessed by a secret knowledge
Only he knew

Despite myself
I was fascinated
By this lunatic's tale

So I stopped him
And said
So what's your game
Anyway

The short little dude
Stopped his insane prattle
Starting at me
With that thousand year old stare

Just another washed up
Lunatic
Too many drugs
Too many bad nights
On the wrong side of life

He looked at me
And proclaimed his story

He reared up
And filled up the room
And lifted the bar
On his finger
And stared down at me
From the sky

And said
Since you asked
I am God
The alpha and Omega
The real deal
The original dude of dudes
The sultan of Swing
God of hosts
And father of that Jesus dude

But no one knows me
Any more
No one cares
They think I am irrelevant
They think I am dead
They think I am a fairy tale
From some olden, ancient time

Some say I am dead
Others think I should be dead
That my work is done

I looked at him
Carefully now
And what did I see
An old man
With that lunatic look
But there was something else

He was crazy
Sure yes
But perhaps he was the real deal

I mean why not
Why would not God be
A lunatic wandering around loose
Talking to low lives like me
In a bar
On the way to hell

So I looked at him
And invited him to share
His tale of woe

God tells me
Well, it's like this

Many a year ago
People believed in me
But one day
They quit believing in me
And they went on without me

As they left me
My powers got weaker and weaker
And so eventually I became
What you see today

A broken down drunk
Hanging out
Looking for a hand out
Looking for some company
Or at least a free dinner

And he laughed and laughed
And I looked at him
And saw the beginnings of the end
And the ends of the beginnings

I saw a million planets
Flash by
A billion people
A trillion sentient beings
Thinking all at once
Thoughts filled my head
Lights flashed
And I knew
He was telling the truth
But it did not matter
In this day and age
Of materialism

God has no role
God is truly dead
And so I bought him a drink
And walked out of the bar
Profoundly sadden by what I had seen

God was dead
And we had all conspired
To **** him

Long live God
what happens when you meet God in a bar © 5 years ago, john Cosmos Aller   spiritual • misc3

 
Drinking My Way to the Highway to Hell
it seems to me
in these dark days
that we are on the path
to hell

as the virus chases all
satan is smiling
at the spreading chaos

the dogs of war
are unleashed
spreading panic
as more people die

and as the gate of hell
open in front of us
we are all rushing down
the path to hell

and so I sit
in a bar
twenty drinks too sober
drinking my way to hell
 


Capitol Hill in the Spring
Published Writer’s Newsletter June 2017

Sitting on a bench
In Lincoln Park

Heart of Capitol Hill
Beating heart of the Empire
On a warm Spring Day

Watching the Cherry trees
Watching Me

Wondering what thoughts
They must have heard
The things they have seen
Over the years

But they are quiet
They do not say a word
As I fall into my spring time dreams
Sitting on that bench

Seeing the children and dogs play
Looking at Spring flowers
And pretty women
As they stroll by
Hearing the sounds of the city
As I dream of my past life
Memories of places and people

I said to myself
What a wonderful life


Under the canopy of the pine trees we lay - from the poem 'Under the canopy of pine trees

under the canopy of the pine trees we lay
along the world peace forest
in Korea

walking the forest
in the spring time
fearing the corona virus
and everyone around us

watch the snowing cherry trees
and the wind whispering
the voices of ghosts
those newly dead

and we lay down
under the canopy of the pine trees
waiting for our turn
to face the grim reaper

in this dismal day
in April
truly the cruelest month
of them all

poetry soup contest

I Wish for Peace During this time of crisis


I wish for peace and happiness
during this time of despair
pandemic fears all around us
death stalking us daily

I wish for health
amid the carnage
all around me

I wish for leadership
from our President
from our governors
and our congress

and most importantly
I wish that I will survive
with my love at my side
experiencing love
in the time of corona


Poem Writer Digest prompt 


Life as a evil Mastermind criminal

I am living the life
I am Slick Mc ****
the one and only
the master criminal

I live in Oakland
and I run drugs, prostitutes
guns and illegal software

I am part Irish, German, Black, Asian and Cherokee
I am a real bad ***
I am stone cold killer
and a wild man in bed

and I am the King Pin
the meanest MF in the world
and everyone is afraid of me

the politicians need me
they get free hookers
free ***** and free blow
in all my clubs

and I have secrets
secrets to sell
to the media
to the spy agencies

they all protect me
as I am the ultimate source
of the dirt
that everyone wants to hide

yes I am Slick Mc ****
the king of them all
and no one can take me down


 
Born bad to the bone heartbreaker


the song bad to the bone
fills my ears
like a mad anthem
of my life

I am a heartbreaker
broke a thousand hearts
before I am through
I will break a thousand more

but only one woman
has ever had the power
to break my heart

and to her
I dedicate my life
and promise not
to break her heart



poetry superhighway prompt

 
old man in the mirror must die  all poetry old age contest not posted
 
Ten million stories in the Naked City

there are a million stories
every day in the naked city

millions of people
stripped naked
to the bone

starting down the dead
the dead staring back
in this time
of pandemic

the dead stare out at us
mocking us
as they leave the earth
naked as when they arrived

all poetry contest to write a Naked Poem
 
call of Cthulu  HP lovecraft contest not posted here

 
Having a dog saved my life

when I was a young lad
a dog bit me
and I became terrified of dogs
and to some sense still am

but then many years ago
i had a dog
a husky dog
raised as a pupy

the dog though was half wolf
hated people watching him eat
I gave the dog to my sister
as she seemed to be able
to tame his savage heart

later my wife
had a beagle
and he saved my life
when I was recovering
from a broken heal

Jason was my constant companion
during those dark days
when I was afraid
that I would die
from the staph infection

the dog was smart
compassionate
and seemed to understand me
as I talked to him all day long

and afterwards I no longer
was afraid of dogs
as they were now
my friends

all poetry contest - to write a poem about overcoming fears

you are the love
that felt like everything i have
is the entire universe
to me did not oppose.

Look at the world from the Window of heartland
Calling on me in the mid April
To take you to a forest;Perhaps
To walk on the edge of a thrill
My feelings are touched;Both with passion & ration
I might've flied thousands of Miles;When you decided to be the Reason of my smiles
Motherland isn't a place;As fatherland is a  feeling you can never leave it behind a window screen!