Showing posts with label Death. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Death. Show all posts

Monday, September 29, 2014

The Rightness of Wrongness...or is it so....

Hard to describe this one for it is deep and multi-leveled...Nothing is going on and yet worlds are being torn asunder all the time both metaphorically and physically...just look around!  ....enjoy

As things are...

Like most things are
Behind curtains drawn
Where no one wants to go

No chink is left
To peep through
A miasma of nothingness
You to me
Me to you

Darkness gathers on outer rim
Sun cannot hide behind
Worlds swirl in disarray

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IUAF3abGY2M  Gnossienne by Erik Satie..superb music...
The way it has always been
Always will be
A tale grown in hell...

Illusionary..

illusionary they be
Ones we cannot see
Covered by veils
MIsmatched

Drift they do
Matchwood down a stream
Blocking flow of water
Nothing to be seen

Crows peck hungrily
Eyes ears bloody be
Torn off chunks
What once was a man

Now a lifeless form

Revenge...

Revenge can be so sweet
Like sugar beaten
Coagulating
Dissolving
Nothing left

Strips floating in the wind
Away they go
Thrown by unseen hands

Clutching at what they think is right
Yet wrongness rears its head
Waiting all the time
To pounce

Across the universe

Across the universe she rides
On milky white unicorn
Christ energy protects them both

Far below he awaits
She knows if meet they do
Mighty eruptions will take place
Twixt heaven and earth

Love grows...

All this She knows
But carries on
In her heart grace doth appear
Spirit shares her joy

Heaven plays its mighty game
Watching all who down below
Twist and turn
So many ways

It knows their secret heart
Wherein much love doth grow
Even those that you may judge
It is so....

No beginning
Ending none
All is One
and so it is....

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Tuesday, July 8, 2014

Otherworldliness and What it Takes.....

The journey

There is a place
So deep within
Where treasure lies
Not of an earthly kind
Of the soul and far beyond
Shining in its purity
Only for those with eyes to see
Welling up in clarity
Knowing of the Spiritual Heart
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GT_H-Cz3v8Y
To find this place
Movement of spiritual inner awareness
You must make
Taking you from point to point
Your journey into the Heart of God begin

On bicycle.....

Along the frosted track he rode
Skittering on his bicycle
Holding tight to handle bars
Bum glued to icy seat

In front of him a basket filled
With christmas gifts for family and friends
A few more yards he had to go
Twinkling lights from cottage appeared
Windows bathed in golden light
From chimney stack grey smoke arose

Aromas of roasting chestnut and duck
Filled the evening air
Newly baked bread rising on hearth
Buttery smells
Assailed his nostrils pleasingly

Across the track...

He did not see in front of him
Tree lying across the track
His mind's eye was filled
With all the treats awaiting him
He did not know his end had come

Into the barrier he did crash
Bike upside down did turn
He hit his head on side of track
Into death he fell

Out of his body he quickly rose
Looked down below and saw
His mortal body lying there
A voice pure as a bell
Called out to him
No longer belong you there

An angel came

He twirled around
An angel saw
Glowing eyes peered out at him
Filled with love they were

The angel took him by the hand
The two flew high beyond the stars
Beyond the ken of man
Into a paradise of light and sound
Where only higher beings dwelled


Earned this he had
For his good deeds
His loving care of everyone
Willingness to share
Of service be

World smiled at me...

He looked again
Saw his body filled with light
Glowing softly everywhere
Part of a great brilliance

He recognized his mom and dad
They had died some years ago
Now re-united all of them
One big happy family

So my tale draws to an end
I wrote it sitting by the pool in Malibu
Sun streamed down
Dappled waters blue
Out of my body I went too
Otherworldliness

And all around the world smiled at me....

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Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Back and Forth in Time We Go...So Much to See and Be..If We Will Make It So

For time immemorial people become victims...how they do so is because they have created it for themselves or perhaps promoted and allowed it to happen..into the formless energy..I call it Spirit, we place words and thoughts and then when they manifest in the world we wonder why...I wonder why...


Head Off......

Whither goest thee
She cried
Her voice husky
Melodious too
Heard high and low
Bubbles of air
Darting through time
Landing in hearts
Treasured there
No space to find
Only nothingness


Back into front
Round they went
Tail chasing head
As it goes
Off.....

A Guillotine

Guillotine comes into play
Dukes and queens
Kings and plebs
Who cares
Off their head goes.....

A time it was
Of murderous force
Just like today
In different ways perhaps

Now with killer food...
No guillotine.....

It seems....

Those on high
Just love to do
Take away your life from you
In various ways of course!!!!

Crush with negativity
Poison with food genetically
Shoot with guns
Or just bare hands strangle you

It mattereth not to them
You're fucked
Or so it seems
Perhaps it's your time now

Farewell
Farewell

Sublime Mystery

Come with me
Enjoy to see
A world of sublime mystery
Take you there I will

Past rivers flowing different ways
Labyrinths and mazes too
Discover there
If so you wish

Reasons why you came to be
You who very little see
Into the lands of mystery
Where all beginneth
Never ends

Eternity
as it is will be

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hereCosmic Creation...Ways of the Wayshower
hereOde toPower and Greed

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Sunday, June 30, 2013

Romeo and Juliet...a Story of Endless Love and Bitter End

Lover's Meeting

Into a meadow bright she ran
Where grew blue cornflowers
Into the sun
Shaded by overhanging trees
Whose branches met with so much ease
There fair Juliet she did meet
With Romeo her heart's delight
They hugged and kissed
Their hearts did share
So very very sweet

Two Families In Strife

Return they did to Verona
To part and go their separate ways
They dare not let their families know
Of their deep abiding love
For enmity did rage between the
Capulets and Montagues
Two noble families caught up in feuds
Beginning when they did not know
Only kept it going on

Killing in the Streets

In the streets of this city fair
These sworn enemies oft did meet
Especially young men proud and vain
Savage sword fighting would break out

In one such melee to their shame
Two young men were badly maimed
Mercurio and Tybalt their names
From each family they came
And in the streets they died


Prince of Verona then did he
Outlaw the Montague Romeo
For in a feud one of his royal house had died
Incensed at this was he

Story of Woe

And on and on
This story goes
How Juleit a drink did take
That made her sleep as if were dead
Then Romeo finding her so
Took his life

and as Shakespeare my teacher doth pen


"For never was a story of more woe
Than this of Juliet and her Romeo."

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hereJoy of Words or How to Bake a Cake
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herePlayers On the Stage of Life We Be

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Friday, May 24, 2013

Nosferatu...a dark film by Werner Herzog ....


To Castle Dracula

A coach and horses did appear
Black drapes the windows cover
Picked up Harker to drive him to
Nosferatu's evil dwelling place

The coach it rocked over stony paths
Shaking up the frightened man
The horses mouths were flecked with spume
The driver whipped them on and on

Inside the Castle

The great black door open wide
Nosferatu stands inside
Welcoming Harker to his home
A greeting that would end in pain

'You are expected' he doth speak
White faced red lipped long pointy nails
A vampyre fed on human blood
Eyes looked at Harper with great lust

Blood from Cut Finger

Table with food and wine is set
Harker his fill doth eat
Wolves outside they howl
Children of the night music
A slip and Harker cuts his thumb
The vampyre's body shakes
Takes Harker's thumb in his mouth
And sucks and sucks with glee

Lucy's fears

In his bed chamber Harker sleeps
Lucy wakes with a great start
She senses evil has its way
With her beloved husband
A bat across her window climbs


Next morning Harker wakes
A smorgasbord of food awaits
No-one in sight
Long passageways he doth traverse
Looking for his bedchamber once again
Overlooking mountains valleys too

Mark of Dracula

He finds two holes upon his neck
Marks the vampyre left behind
When up the stairs he crept
Biting his neck whilst he slept


Outside a barefoot boy on violin scrapes
A mournful dirge
Looks up he does and sees
Harker at his window there
Trying to find a way out
To leave this terrible place


to be continued......

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hereA Vampyre's Search for Her Lost Love
hereLudwig King of Bavaria
hereOde to Libra

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Sunday, April 7, 2013

The Betrayal...and What Can Result From That....oh oh oh


The Betrayal...and What Can Result From That....oh oh oh

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Past lifetimes have a way of floating through our memories..sometimes we brush them away...other times deeds are done to compensate, balance what happened then...sometimes terrible things...

Death Takes a Ride

Through fire and water she did go
Searching for the one she loved

Far away had he gone
HIding amongst forgotten graves
Pale is death
The mask it wears

Covering features once so fine
Distorted now by worms and time


But this she did not know

A Just Reward

For her his face so beauteous still
How she remembered him

Before a knife she took
And placed it in his heart
When next to her sister he did lie

The knife went through her too

A just reward or so she thought
For what they had said and done

Lifetime Past

Remembered she not a lifetime past
The same was done to her
But in a man's form then was she
And cheated all the time


With men and boys and young girls too
It mattered not to him

Fulfilling lusts was all that did
Over and over and over again

Clearing...maybe

Thus it came about one day
An image she did see

Being killed by the one
Who loved her dearly


This memory with her sat
Day in day out the image grew

Till brought about the killing act she did
And all thus seemed to clear


Or will she return to balance out
I do not know for sure
All semantics they do be
Like little toadstools all in a row
Marching nowhere no end in sight


and so it is

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hereOde to Nothingness
hereForgotten Loves
hereHello Sir Bloody Crow










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