"pyer" poems
I've been on the edge of my seat
Waiting for a chance to meet
Another bad one.
Wake me up from out of this sleep.
Give to me some secrets to keep.
Start with a bad one.
Where is love and raising hell;
Spitting fire in a cheap motel;
Angry friction in the eyes
Of desire, and fearless rides
On wheels of fury in the night
That burn the roads and holds me tight?
Cover me with intoxication
Like a sheath of skin over blade.
Where is greed and desperation,
And running from them to each other?
I remember when the living was real,
And the passion was always a thrill,
Anchored in the pounding hearts
That were bound to top the charts.
Blowing wilder than the wind,
I'm never going home again.
I've been on the edge of my seat,
Waiting for a chance to meet
Another bad one.
Wake me up from out of this sleep.
Give to me some secrets to keep.
Start with a bad one.
Is love born out of some kind of need?
Is the feeling still somewhere in me?
I need to be a bullet fired
Entangled in what has transpired,
And wispered like a scream on fire.
Climbing night time rage and wire,
Two for one and sacred pyer.
Acid venom and supplier.
Running like a theif in the night
Hiding in the briar from the light.
I've been on the edge of my seat,
Waiting for a chance to meet
Another bad one.
Wake me up from out of this sleep.
Give to me some secrets to keep.
Start with a bad one.
...And it's fast.
...And it's strong.
...And it's done.
...And it's gone.
Oct 19, 2018
Oct 19, 2018 at 2:26 AM UTC
Wander Far Afield
Oh Holy Ghost
With A River for your Chalice
And A Lovers Hold, Your Cup
God Given MarK of Indemnity
Wanderings of a Sacred Mystery
Now Certain Footprint
of all who Remain
Holy Offering thru these Lips Pass
Here is the Heart of Knowledge
Leo Strong
The Tongue of Mind
Channels Wisdom,
NEW WORDs LAW
Held BY Grace
Language Once Forgotten
Now Heard
It is the Lovers Stance
Holy Romantic Play
Held Hard
Within the Deck of Cards,
No Jack this Choice
But a Playing Cards Queen
A Holy Jester
Of the most
Elegant Desire
Wisdom of Understanding,
The Kind
A Prayer
Would Recognize
Made for a President
NowA Woman for a King
United Church Of Heaven
I give this Holy Ring
A love beyond all knowing
With Wisdom at its Heart
No Dream this Wish upon a Star
A Bodies Call for Us Is Made
With eyesight made of Laughter
And Eyes that now do Shine
Heart Beating True
We call this forth
Together both we Live I Do
So many Loves
This One I take
No looking back
Not One mistake
The Bodies Pyer
as God I Go
Give Now this Love
For this I Show
Rise Shiva, Krishnu, Erin, Amma
Lakshmi, Demeter, Buddha, Lama
Gilgal Artists All..Your Name is Wilderness
Magdelene Benedicte,
Aphrodite Lovers,
Christ Lives
AGAIN!
WithIN
Circle Vote, Your Scribe Is Peace
All is Now
Apr 3, 2016
Apr 3, 2016 at 7:53 AM UTC
Left by the road side of loves great dream,
laying in the ashes and the dirt,
looking for a glint of light,
but the darkness surrounds me,
like a snake waiting to strangle my soul,
bleeding it out in the dead of night
left for dead in the wake of your words
allready building my funeral pyer
its flames calling out my name,
purged from this pain in this hour of need.
Oct 16, 2016
Oct 16, 2016 at 4:00 PM UTC
Out of my heart there spews a disire.
It feels as if I exsit to die.
Taken and shaken and tossed me in fire.
When I'm around you I live in a lie.
You walk past not knowing your power.
The slight lingering scent of lavender flower.
A twinkle in your eye gives me shivers.
For you at night I cry deep rivers.
Out of my heart there spews a desire.
What good is that when I'm left on the pyer?
Consumed by the dark, a cold sweet fire.
Dec 1, 2017
Dec 1, 2017 at 3:00 AM UTC