His Perfection

     I really love Scientists and their
Knowledge of many things
As they tell us about the planets
Like Saturn and her rings

I love them telling us about Jupiters
Big Storm and about the red planet Mars
I enjoy the mysteries of Black Holes
And learning the ingredients for Stars

They amaze me with their genius
It’s really second to none
But the Big Bang Theory is still
Missing the Smoking Gun

They have given us information
That’s now universally known
Our existence is only possible
Because of the Goldilocks Zone

What amazes me even more is how they
Still cannot make the Connection
Still denying our Creator when they
Can Plainly See His Perfection

Written By:Charles Kean
04/15/2025

Everlasting Butterflies

    There’s a story of love in my
Poetry I’ll try to summarize
It happens to be all of the Cliches
The weak knees and Butterflies

Love at first sight, I know it’s corny
But I tell you no lies
It’s like a fairy tail complete with
Unicorns, Rainbows and those Butterflies

When it’s true love, it’s hard to explain
Every time I look into her eyes
I get so lost and I’m speechless and
You guessed it those Butterflies

There’s Nothing even the best poets
Could write any words of surprise
Because love is a feeling deep inside
Perfectly described as Butterflies

The fluttering of the wings inside the
Stomach cannot be explained otherwise
You know you’re falling as you get dizzy
And weak in the knees and those Butterflies

It’s a feeling so strong that nothing
Can destroy and it never dies
Married for forty one years, yes still
Those Everlasting Butterflies

Written By:Charles Kean
04/13/2025
Tomorrow April 14th is our Anniversary
I love you more today than ever before
Happy Anniversary baby
Thank God for Everlasting Butterflies
🦋❤️🦋❤️🦋❤️🦋❤️🦋❤️🦋❤️🦋❤️🦋

The Knife In My Back

    Hey you Marion, a charade you are
I trusted you a friend
You did what you did and you’re
Gone and I’m still here in the end

Everybody saw a country pumpkin
You were wonderful in their eyes
Nobody ever knew the evil beneath
The skin of your elaborate disguise

Then one day it came to be
I was able to get a closer look
I saw the Demon inside as clearly
As the illustrations in a book

You didn’t like yourself for your slip
So you tried quickly to ruin me
I didn’t get a chance to expose
The Truth and let everyone see

You decapitated my reputation with
One drop of the blade of a guillotine
Then you disappeared without a trace
Never again to be seen

So I was just the last victim
From another cowardly attack
I survived the damage done but
I’ll never forget The Knife In My Back

Written By:Charles Kean
04/11/2025

Relentless Rebel

    When there’s a dark past of alcohol
Abuse,chaos, violence and flashing lights
Mental problems and self hate
And dysfunctional family fights

As a teenager you tend to fight back
Out of desperation and need
But you’ll never be able to avenge
All the blood you had to bleed

You become a relentless rebel
You’ve got a troubled soul
You have anger issues and
You turn to drugs and Rock & Roll

You spend a lot of time as a loner
Like a survivalist in the woods
Love comes into your life but
Unfortunately you’re damaged goods

Then one day God sends you an Angel
And there’s a fading of the words of steel
And soon after you notice the same of the
Scars you thought would never heal

Today you have the love of Jesus and
You’ve torn up the contract with the Devil
You leave your past behind but there’s
Still a trace of the Relentless Rebel

Written By:Charles Kean
04/06/2025

The Fall

       Once there was a routine of going
To bed and turning out the light
There was a dream I dreamt
Each and every night

Like a hero I would suddenly appear
And save a beautiful damsel in distress
But ultimately she would save me from
Myself and my heart of a shattered mess

I would fall in love and the healing would
Begin and a smile would return to my face
Pleasure would replace the pain
Leather would transform into lace

And now the dream has become a
Reality because I’ve found you
Now every day I have to pinch myself
Because I can’t believe that it’s true

Everything is more than I could imagine
From first sight and our first kiss
I pray that I’m not in the twilight zone
Suddenly to be removed from my bliss

Leaving me with a heart pierced several
Times by a shoemaker’s Awl
Slowly dying from a loss of life because
I couldn’t survive The Fall

Written By:Charles Kean
04/06/2025

On The Wings Of A Butterfly

     My mother passed away in May
Of nineteen ninety one
I still miss her very much and
It’s still hard to believe she’s gone

But I believe in God and Angels and I
Believe that Angels watch over me
So in my mind she is A New Angel
And life is as it’s supposed to be

She loved Spring, it was her favorite
Time of Year and it made her smile
But seasons come and go and so
Her joy was only for a short while

My birthday is the first day of Spring
In March but it’s April showers
That brings the rain and gives us
The beautiful May flowers

So as the April showers fall down on
Me there’s sad and happy tears I cry
And to comfort me she sends her love
On The Wings Of A Butterfly

Written By:Charles Kean
04/05/2025
It’s April here in Ohio and
If you didn’t know any better
You’d think it’s Seattle.

🩸On The Wings Of Blood🩸

    Ancient stories throughout time
Tell of Evil, blood and death
The horror and fear that some
Have suffered before their final breath

The legend of a man who sold his soul
To the Devil for love
Then one day he rebelled against the
Devil and push came to shove

The Devil saw himself in the Man
When He had rebelled in the Lord
He knew he could **** the Man
Easily with one slice of his sword

But the Devil decided that the
Man would suffer and never die
For eternity the Devil would take pleasure
Listening to the Man as he would cry

The Man would be cursed to have an
Insatiable thirst never to be quenched
Even if he was beneath and eternal
Shower and was forever drenched

The thirst would be for blood
The sensation forever galvanizing
His powers over his victims
Is paralyzing and hypnotizing

Tonight The night air is crisp,the clouds
Obscure the Moon, the wind is brisk
The fog lingers across the land
Going outside would be of great risk

For the Evil one preys tonight
He strikes like a scud
The air will be filled with echoing screams
As death flies in On The Wings Of Blood

Written By:Charles Kean
03/31/2025
I stole the title from a book
But I don’t know anything else about the book and just assumed by the title that it was
About Vampires. I hope there’s no copy rights
Infringement if so I will take it down.
I assure everyone that the poem is completely original for I didn’t read one word of the book. My sister in law had a copy of the book laying out when I went to visit.