The Dance With Temptation

An itch in my mind.
Cunning musings to reject
What a weak rejection
For the flesh is sheep
A follower.
Easy to sweep in sweet
Dark promises, never mind
Your consequence.
Nor the sink hole of the after.

A trick to bamboozle.
To reclaim my
Traitor flesh from vague, dark
Yet sweet promises
The master mind has campaigned with.
Open! O gates of creativity
Stimulate and reclaim
Clarify and cloud
The master mind.
Save the day once more
Leash the flesh
Man’s war.

A dance of the living.
To restrain or let go
To be sane or
Languish in the embrace
Of d’evil crowds
A master mind, expert
Of release and slavery
An assasin of choice.
No!
Onwards! Till servant mind
Dancing! Till end’s time.

Oh Weaver, Oh Bird

To the birds that
Annoyingly and joyously
Chirp away and sing and skip
And dance their heavy burdens
With batting wings that won’t stop
And twisting necks that don’t break
To their house of grass
Of twig of leaf
Of pure hardwork if there ever was
That miraculously, unbelievably
Keeps the rain away.

To the hope that
Insistently, persistently
Blossoms and grows and blooms
In the coldest of realities
That exist that shouldn’t
This head and heart
Wonders, muses, imagines
That hardwork is what
Weaves the ether to keep
The rain away
From grass homes, porous but true
Porous but true.

Mind Over Matter

A cold draft
Strikes his skin, already dry
And thin, like silk
Old tired silk.

The baby’s blanket, blue
Torn and light, overused
Older than his skin
Insufficient still, for years it had been
As a barrier

He remembers the words,
Older than man himself
Mind sharpened, attacking
A thought, an idea
A feeling, a reality

Then there was a shift
Unnoticeable to watching eyes
Yet so great a shift

Cold became cool
Suffering became comfort
The barrier strengthened
Mind over matter
Magick

Sighing, he gets
Deeper in slumber
A true ruler if ever
Nature’s veritable son.

Black Hole

Oh the emptiness
The gaping hole
Irregular borders filled with irregularities
Within my being, my entity

A winner, it ever expands
Depths murkier and darker
Time an ally it seems
It and all, my sworn enemies

Slowly but surely, defined
It teaches as it destroys
As I lose feeling in my limbs
My torso, my heart and all.

Consequence

My heart bleeds
My head aches
My tear buds leak
For the shattered minds
Inconsiderate, condescending eyes
Quick to look down in pride
Quick to blindness

To what end I ask?
With what justification?
Then comes the cringing back
The feeling of emptiness
Their reality is not planned
Their goals do not exist
They did not go that far

Content with mediocrity
They will continue
Blind to their mistakes
Slumbering in their wake
It does feel good
To think you are better
The high of morality

It’s moments like this
I’m grateful to reality’s laws
Truth will remain true
Good will remain good
No matter our excuses
No matter our denial
Today will lead to tomorrow

Consequences will follow actions.

Let the Silence

The silence permeates
For I would rather silence
Than have conversations
On dissatisfaction
Aiding your constant search
For self pity and superiority

The silence permeates
For I would rather silence
Than talk aimed at demeaning
Struggling complicated humans
Punishing them for lack of knowledge
Knowledge we are in wanting of

The silence still permeates
For I would rather silence
To consider and access
Responsibilities to reality
Clarify and assimilate
Information for the future

The silence will permeate
For I would rather silence
Than witness you
Putting yourself as centre
Of a universe still non-existent
For with silence
You may in turn realise
All the time we have lost
And how it can be found

Fight Pride

Feel better than me if you want
And shout that out if you wish
But it wouldn’t matter still
For a waste of time it is
And a blindfold
Pride, a sense of superiority
And always will be.

Comfort

Comfort I find
Staring at the skyline
Under the early morning sunlight
Birdsong filling the air
As flecks of light
Dance before my half open eyes

Your scent wafts to my nostrils
As your hair waltzes with the wind
A scent best described as you
A scent I now call home

Your eyes shine bright
Excitement barely reined
Laugh barely sane
As you pull me forth
Deeper into the meadow
You fairy, you
Deeper in love
With you, only you.

Then Came The Test of Twos

Then came the test of twos

Coming in pairs, they happen twice

Listening and deciding 

Under the full moon’s light.

Feminine

Her.
Shoulders tall, head hung proudly
Slender arms swaying, their gracious arc
A picture of elegance, sophistication described
The stares begin, she knew they’ll come
So she’s indifferent, cheering them on
Playing the part

Her.
Mind set on her destination, she continues
Hips swaying sensuously, just so 
Inciting the imagination of fans
How she ensnares their attention 
How she ignores it, easing their fascination    
Oh how practise makes perfect
How easy it all is, she considers        

She.
Once always shy, no, not weak, shy
Always cautious but not afraid
Her beauty, she couldn’t understand
Not at that age
A rose bud she was, her sixteenth year on Earth
Oh how time beautifies.   

Her.
Skin so smooth, hair so tempting
Her Eve eyes flashing, they knew their power
She had discovered it even younger
The power of beauty
How it clouded men’s minds, controlled them
It was dirty, but it was power
With it she will fly

She knows she is wrong.