Word of the Day Challenge #36 (Untitled Poem)

Living in this depraved world
daily barrages
wars
drugs
police acting judge and jury
politicians lining their pockets.
Children are starving  
just down the golden street.
Women live in fear
travel in groups
doors triple
no
quadruple locked
gun slept with
under the pillow.
How safety is felt.
Beware the false prophet
fired lies spun
dissenting loyal men
made slave to their own desires.
This is intolerance.
This is ignorance.
Not the same color?
Speak a different language?
Have different customs?
Live life differently?
Love
belief in goodness
values
morals
all fast disappearing
beneath a consumer race.
Facing fear daily.
For every sin contemplated
for every corrupt desire played out
for every child burdened
for every woman abused
for every man beaten
evil is winning
painting a picture of utopia
where all are the same.
Repentance
no longer viable…..
no longer is there a way
to check this slow descent into hell.
Nourish the demons
all shall pay
watch the world slip away.
©June 19/19
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Savage Grace

With each sadistic dart
 a chiseling of my heart
tears turned to dark ash
staining my soul
dark desires begin to roam.
Feed the need..
Feed the hunger.
Feed the ache.
Torture becomes love
hate becomes adoration
voices whiplash
stinging rage
all shall be made to pay.
Thought I was a doll.
Thought I was a toy.
Thought I could be used
I could be abused.
Thought I would never retaliate
would never fight back.
How wrong you were
as I stand above thee
blade stinging
blood
slow streams of death
coloring your flesh crimson gold.
I am not a timid voice
lost to your primal urges
this is where I shine
when home comes to roost
the death of your carnal sins
©June 1519
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Protector

Once more
a fool I have been
allowing my heart
my hopes
to arise
to fill me
moron that I am.
One would think
nay
one who is smart
would know
to ignore the stubborn heart
those emotions
the feelings
remembering pain
anguish
when the heart broke anew
again
(and again
and again.)
Sitting here
sight blurred
veil of tears
aching
realizing
I have played my foolish game.
Allowing you behind the curtain
allowing you to see me
the one
hidden behind the public facade
none know the secrets I hide.
You made me
(make me)
feel safe.
I opened
(open)
myself to you.
Foolish woman I be.
Time has come
to be undone
to lock
throw away the key
protect myself
from…..
me.
©June 13/19
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Untitled Picture Prompt Poem #12

Tic Tock…..
Tic Tock…..
can you hear the clock?
Bells tolling?
Hours
minutes
seconds
constant clamour
agony
pierced to the core
what is to come?
Ebony shadows
trick of the eyes
brain creating
planting ideas
what is not there
what is
peering
scared
terrified
what awaits on the other side?
Despondent
on your knees
tears on stained face
begging
beseeching
bargaining
with old gods
with new gods
to take away the voices
to take away the pain.
Wings envelope
voices
waning
mere whispers
a brushing of the wind
against your face.
Look to your saviour
your deliverer.
Howling revulsion
raucous laughter
arrowing
cold
heartless
to your very essence.
Embodiment
all your worst nightmares
free to consume
to haunt
to feed upon you.
©June 3/19
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Prayers Unheard

Tides ebb
tides neap
calling to the dead
calling to the living
messages left by deities
long gone
long vanquished
long aborted 
by the modern world. 
Do you hear them?
Or….
Are you blind
are you deaf
are you hiding behind the mundane
like everyone else?
Words
warped
twisted
made to feel
if not like the others
there is something wrong
there is something deformed
there is something awry……
It is not me
in reality it is you.
I would wager a guess
you have no idea…..
wilful ignorance
may seem best.
Head in the sand like the ostrich.
Only know…..
being obtuse
afraid to take a stand
lead to the last elimination
of gods
of rich men.
Devastation.
Lands Flooded.
Waterways dried up.
No longer can you look the other way.
Hell on Earth 
reality.
©May 30/19
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Stormed Fate

Sea storms
water raging
broiling with cold
lightening crackles across the sky
thunder roars
clapping
breaking over the water
reverberating
felt through to my core.
Tumultuous
waves crash
crackle
tossing me around.
I am lost
within the black depths
no sunlight reaching
I am stagnating
help me please.
Straining
I swim for the surface
ignoring
words
wailing
pain
fear
I will survive
I swear I will get there.
I have gone backward
in a time when I was meant to go forward
vicious slurs
nasty gossip
everyone seems to know
more about me than I do.
I once broke free
stood tall
claimed my past
no longer allowing it to define me.
Yet…..
I find myself
battling the same demons
battling the same nightmares
screaming in silence
mouth rent open
no one will help me
no one will save me.
Sink slowly…..
oblivion.
I give up.
There is no saving. 
There is no savior.
There is nothing.
I am gone.
Good bye.
©May 28/19

Word of the Day Challenge #33 (Untitled)

I watch beyond the windows
bare street
carless
peopleless
a void
stretched before me
with no way to cross
no way to find home.
Cringing
worrying
I feel demeaned
as though my life
all a dream
a fantasy
a tale woven
from fabric that comes unwound
stretched from corner to corner
covering my breast.
Lost
wandering the mists
I am parched
hungry
needing something
only
I do not know what.
Cling to false idol
cling to songs of love
ballads ring upon my ears
even as I fall
freely
wings of wind
dashed upon the rocks.
Watching plumes of water spray
diamonds dance in the sun.
Return to times of innocence
return to times of joy
return to life
return to death
return forever more.
©May 26/19
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