Tempest Howls

Left in the wind
howling
full moon
calling blood to surface
bringing me to my knees.
Tempest
storm unacknowledged
swimming against the tide
fighting
desperate
I will make it back
crawl upon the shore
gaze up in weariness at the stars on high.
Count my blessings
there are none
only a cold darkness
that condemns.
Curled in a ball
curled in on my soul
desperate to make myself feel
desperate to make myself forget
contradiction
this I know
but you know not
see not
the rotting damage within.
See not
the reel of film
on autoplay
over and over
ravaging of my being
my heart
broken when so little.
No one cares
no one attempted to shelter
I have been alone
alone
always I shall be.
Pain
would that you could feel
sharp
blinding
no one can save
I am dying
care to acknowledge your part
your destination in this plot?
I thought not
Father wolf shall come
ready to rip out your throat.
Sit upon your chest
muzzle soaked through
gentle lick of the cheek
salted tears gone
head upon his fur
steady heartbeat
he is my protector
he is my……
Fuck you.
 
March 28/19
Image by GimpWorkshop from Pixabay
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Keeper

Silver chimes
tolling
ringing
lost
muffled within scored heart.
My lip
curls in disgust
I never believed
you would do this
to us.
Mockery made
of vows
of respect
of tenderness.
I fetch
vomiting blackness
my soul evading
talons of sin
even as the devils scream
frustrated
they cannot get in.
Cavernous
hell fire
rings of sin
watched over by myself
minions
glory bleeds.
Given that special sanction
Satan’s most hated
given to me
for my disgust
my hatred
my rage
make me the worst of jail keepers.
Chained
splayed for flaying
molesters
monsters
destroyers
all fall beneath my whip.
Baby you are a bitch.
Warned you I did
told you
I was my father’s child
suicide
death
murder
I am the keeper
of all these sick desires.
 
March 28/19
Image by Jonny Lindner from Pixabay

Today’s Reality

Time spools
moving forward to the unknown
blurring the past
memories
heartaches.
One never knows what the future will bring
we only know what the past has held
the fears
the joys
the history
of mankind
of ourselves.
Lost in a wellspring of time
wrapped in the chains of the past
writhing to escape
wanting to be free for the future
wanting to be able to look forward to
a time
where there is no strife
no war
no abuse
no killings
no hate mongers
railing at the populace.
Today
the world is falling backwards
a reversal
a loss of integrity
morals
of feeling that all are interconnected.
What abounds now…….
mass murderers ruling countries
frauds
liars
misogynistic imperialism
believing one knows better than weaker sex.
Stand tall
break free
bring them to their knees.
Until prejudice
entitled mentalities are destroyed
forever more
we shall continue to fall
back to the stone age.
March 6/19
Photo by Hasan Almasi on Unsplash

Karma

Thought you did
scott free away
without anyone figuring it out.
Words were spoken
vows made
call upon the goddess
learn you shall
Karma will come
making you pay.
It began so slowly
a screw
a bolt
slightly loosened
tightened not enough
coming loose.
Moving on
repairs beyond
suddenly
brakes are failing
windshields bursting
calling for a tow truck.
Kinda makes me laugh.
Rude?
Yes it is rude
the genuine delight I take
when discovering
once again
disaster falling
upon your shoulders.
Grin upon my lips.
Karma?
She is a wicked bitch
thankful am I
she is on my side.
Her attitude
aptitude
for discovering what will cause most dismay
what will make
well…..
as naughty as it is
me smile
giggle
chortle
with joy
comes into play.
Your desire
your wants
have lead us here.
Karma
she is a motherfucking bitch
too bad you decided to……
well play with her.
Feb. 22/19
***Picture is mine taken tonight as I left work.***

Untitled Poem #13

Blind
lights flash in the rear view mirror
time
horror filled 
breaking down.
It pains me
physically 
I ache
knowing what happens
what he does 
to you
to the child
to me.
I am stronger.
I can take it.
Hide beneath my skirts
I will survive
you would not
so Robin Hood I shall be.
Hands covered in gore
knife falling to the floor
flee we will
I must save you
before I fall from grace.
Worry not 
I will find a home
solace for you
for the child too.
Company to love 
to heal
to cover the scars
with warm embrace.
Watch not
tears streaking 
filmed sight
hands behind my back
remember me……
not for the angry rage
that caused me to destroy
maim
oblitereate
the man who hurt 
who abused us all.
Remember only
that I loved you 
cared for you
got you away 
from that horrid life.
I love you true.
I am sorry I failed you.
Too many hurts
too much pain
before finally 
the monster was slain.
 
Feb. 15/19

Next Fix

Dreams scattered
shot up
carved away
lies told
to starve the pain.
Litter in an alley
sodden
soaked
in cheap liquor
inadequate
to subdue shrill shrieks of
defeat.
Dozens of men.
No longer do they
fall at her feet.
They throw dollar bills
degrade
debase
earn enough
to buy that next feed.
Hunger like an animal
clawing internal
spiraling through skin
til creepy crawlies
snake their way out.
Felt all over her body.
Gaunt
destroyed
hollow eyes stare out the window
slack mouth
sightless
only desire…..
her next fix.
December 21/18

Genocide

Sitting beneath the blinding lights
sweat beading upon his  brow
waiting
impatient
to spread the good word
of
hatred
intolerance
violence
tidbits to tear a world
a nation
a country
apart.
Venomous spittle
sprayed across the face
raging
foaming
lunatic
could someone turn his mic off?
Burgeoning fear can be felt
despair
angst
as his rhetoric
fans the flames
stirring up the masses
until
like a powder keg
kaboom!
Blood will run in rivers
cascading over concrete curbs
triumph for one
marks the genocide of many.
November 4/18
Photo by Dikaseva on Unsplash