Living By The Sword

We; cut by the blade; icy, blood stained tears trail through landscapes of where forgiveness belongs.

Stitched up by the tapestry of the sun; a clock keeps time of light that signals us on.

Retaliation sirens call from dark alley corners.

Left or right? Up or down?

Heart songs play - listen with ears as your pores that make up your being.

Soul - justify that death. Turn and turn in the dance of the hurricane to form that tangible, majestic truth.

Sheilds of glaring light reflect blades; ceaselessly, effortlessly and always, always, always without a single scratch.

Romance as Mist

As the scars stare back at my knees as a child I remember him; always before me and infinitely past.

This listing perfume; love as is; caresses me without any reality as touch or see.

It rises through my creative juices that flow as my blood through my heart that loves.

It rises; this has been; un had romance and all the unknown glory and lists and dreams as unreachable, and to remain this scar or stain or beautiful work of art as is and forever producing like mist from water:

me.

This life I have; the source that is. My reality; as formed.

I am quenched;

not as I thought.

Hope in Distant Stars

I am alone without enough soap.

Still waters escape through lifting fog.

Prick hate for loving you and beat hate down.

The thorn birds rest upon my crown.

Dust and ash; my origin; my being reflects.

The source I'm reaching toward.

Illumination find me.

Moon in the haunted forest; be my guide.

Navigating by stars back in time toward home. Where the heart is.

Found and lying among my luxe treasure…once again.

Floating. No flying comet like flinging and fire dancing destiny.

Blood Oath

Can you see my tears Father?

My heart is warm.

The last moment; all is PAST.

The keys to my future reside in moments guised as rare diamonds that I reluctantly, yet patiently wait and live for.

My hope is You, an everlasting seed permanently planted in my heart. It always, always, always and never fails to bloom. You never fail.

I remain a witness volunteer:

Forever. Gratefully. Yours.

Heart Song

Trumpet notes glide upon eagle's feathers' listening wings.

Warm mirrors embrace peace's rays.

Flickers remember.

Cells exchange a note of unsung hearts' ocean's of unspoken secrets.

Key - fall from Heaven.

All The Pretty Horses

Thunderous hoofbeatz…ground shattering strength moves Mother Earth and all that glitters and is not gold.

Moves bodies, wills and hearts to even sell their skin to possess the treasures; beauty, allure and sirens that sing their name.

The supremacy owned and so soon forgotten are but glimpses in the echo of time.

Worthwhile? The herds of wild horses, indeed!

The power of consumerism; fleeting; though if moments and fractions of life's satisfaction count; not without it's weight in mirrored reflections :)

Reckless Abandon

Jump! Into the peripheral arms of wonder creation.

Orgin is discovered and mysterious pathways forged as oceans' springs into lightness of the stars: shine.

Glimmers requesting destiny.

Let go: soar on wings on wind toward self.

Meaning; definition; ideas of you.

Just be; continued child.

Just become.