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David R Feb 2021
Dip your brush in crimson letters,
Add a dab of red-gold blush,
Paint a landscape of upsetters,
Those who need a soul to crush.

Those of hollow form of flesh
Those whose soul has left 'n fled
As they seek out weak to thresh
Till last drop of blood has bled

Here a sphere o' fire setting
'Midst a blood-hued sky,
There the haunting silhouetting
Tree with branches high.

Grasping, scratching air ephemeral,
Swaying to the sounds of death,
Knocking at the gates empyreal,
Clutching at pure babies' breath.

The dead not-living swarm like dusk
Crushing sweetest sprout
Winnowing ripe corn from husk
Winnowing the life-force out

Hear the hunted sheep begetting
Howl and wail and cry,
Watch the darting bats bloodletting
As Lord Life slips by.

Covered by dark guise of nature,
Everlasting bides his time
Safe as no nomenclature
Can guess his pantomime
BLT's Merriam-Webster Word of The Day Challenge
#winnow
David R Feb 2021
Clock strikes midnight
Silent chime
World is still
Stopped in time

Mouse he stops incessant gnawing
Spider still in centre-point
Moth-wings flutter, spirit soaring
Body rests in soul's anoint.

Mouthing letters flame and fire
Climbing steps of nothingness
Sweet flute plays with a lyre
Heart and mind know Otherness

There's a whisper in the silence,
But no letters, words, or form,
It's the whisper of Awareness,
It's the shout of self-reform.

There's a flame still in the fire,
Waiting for your breath of life
Breathing kisses to inspire
Breathing, waiting, to ignite.
David R Feb 2021
Love had a son
Light was his name
But Light needed shadow
To see his game.

So Love bore shadow
Darkness was his name
Both born by Love
Light and shadow same.
David R Feb 2021
Hope stretches out his feather'd wings,
From amidst the shadow,
From the depths of deep earth springs,
from the clouded meadow.

Hope stretches out his feather'd wings,
Sets off in flight,
He soars the skies, his soul sings,
All's light 'n bright.

Hope he kvells with each moment
of the rushing of the wind
as the gods rich bestowment
as the music of woodwind

There's darkness down below but
His eyes are focused high,
It seemed the heavens were closed shut
But now they're open wide.

The rains are rainbows golden,
Showering iridescence,
There was darkness down below but
It's part of Omnipresence.

The rising, silent musics
Glide in cerulean thrill,
The darkness down below was
but the shadow of green hill.
BLT's Merriam-Webster Word of The Day Challenge
#kvell
David R Feb 2021
I'll paint a canvas today, I said,
A canvas with my tears,
I'll mix the water with my blood,
I'll give voice to my fears.

Leering voices, sneering faces,
I don't know how to stand strong,
I buckle under pressure,
Yet I know the right from wrong.

I look around with despair,
I know not what will be,
I lift my hands up in the air,
I cry, 'Do not see'.

Do not look down at humanity,
Look not at what it's become,
The violence, the inhumanity,
The soul quite numb and dumb.

But see the little sparks of good,
The hope, the kindness, the longing,
See the suffering, little flame,
The bewilderment, pain and calling.

Give strength to the lame and weak,
Salvation to the few,
Let Light and Grace fill the world,
Let us all see You.
David R Oct 2020
It sniffed the air,
Whiskers spiked,
Smelling danger,
Instincts psyched.

Ears perked,
Sensing terror,
Eye still, alert,
Heart a-tremor.

In a twitch,
A flash of white,
In burrowed ditch,
It waits 'til night.

Then, as twilight spreads her shadow,
Rabbit merges from the Hades,
There's a friend up from the burrow,
Nibbling grass and meadow-daisies.
David R Oct 2020
Eyes black,
Watching my back,
Gun acock,
Face a rock.

Oh, so gracious,
To friends, loquacious,
Bowing deeply,
Ever so meekly.

Words sebaceous,
Ever vivacious,
Smiling sweetly,
"I am .. uniquely.. "

But, spouse salacious,
Being-mendacious,
Do you not know
What I undergo?

So fallacious,
Power-voracious,
Flirtatious, audacious,
Make us or break us.
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