Life Sentience

Shimmering opalescence ... Indwelling presence ... Immaterial zephyr Stroking life ... Immanency manifest ... Insubstantial, Stirring worlds ... Field of dreams. All that I am, And more. Entire vault Of Being.

The Goal and the Path

Rush on forward 

Goal in mind. 

Seek the end 

Never look behind. 

 

Present moment 

Dead as dust 

Rush hell bent 

Terminal lust 

 

Meteroic 

Pausing never 

Mad, euphoric 

Surge on, ever 

 

Until at last 

The goal is gained 

All pleasures passed 

No joys retained.

Holy War

These desert bands With mission clear Right to our walls Bring threat and fear. They would not speak, They would not bend. Our death they seek, Our world, they'd end. Their act, God's will Their claims appal. Gives me a chill Fanatics all. For seven days Our lives they knew Family ways The same as you. A deed of shame This day they did. By act they're marked No rite can rid. Our high towers Destroyed and crushed By crafty powers Brought down to dust. Our ruined heaps, Their killing blow. For us, who weeps? Poor Jericho. [Joshua ch6]

Oral Passion

Lingering, lust-laden, bitter bite,
Sumptuous, sensual, strong delight.
The need for more sets soul afire
Propriety consumed by dark desire.

Consuming passion of true gourmand
Perfected answer to all that's bland
Strong noir essence to smell and sight
Deep rich cloying tongue's delight.

Reverencing the taste of passion
With lips besmirched in casual fashion
Savouring its immoral lure
Destroys the hope of any cure.

 
Fulfilment coming to your mouth
From the tropics of the south.
An appetite one cannot sate
For darkest, purest chocolate.

The Disease - dedicated to all sufferers

One sip, it takes no more. 

One taste, it forces wide the door. 

One contact, feel your heart to soar. 

One more, and recklessly adore. 

 

Each wild moment, bold deceit. 

Each euphoric high, a cheat. 

Each fresh shot you'll take it neat. 

Each loose passion, filled with heat. 

 

It's the meaning to your life. 

It's a blade, serated knife. 

It's the fire of joy and strife. 

It's more dear than man to wife. 

This madness is a daemon cursed. 

This obsession, raging thirst. 

This shattered dam, with deluge burst. 

This love, of evils is the worst.

Lightning Coming

Up came lightning, rippling, crackling, And the tender tension grew, All the air was moistly heavy, Racked and writhing, tightly tense. Deep the distant rumbles raged on, Deep the moans and purring passion. Lightning lit the wraith-edged skyline, Waiting, wanting, gasping breath drawn. Static crackled from the tree tops, Shivering shudders shook her frame. On the gusts the storm came closer Driven by each stroke it came. Riven by the lightning striking, Lifted, pulsing, passion-claimed.

Merry Go Round [Samsara]

Born into this life. Why? To live, to sense, to love, But in the end, to die. Vow: never again. Withdrawal's sad pain. Cry, Acid tears. What gain? Ecstatic sweet sensual delights! Fruitless. Nigh insane. Yearning taste and touch of sultry nights. Craving the tender touch of human skin Sweet caress of form, desire alights. Thirsting abyss opens up within. Choose! Now! Drawn down or new dawn? On the roulette wheel of life, one more spin. Another fix - delusion borne. Such pain, agony and rejection By which a fresh life is torn Just the sweet price of resurrection. Swallowed up within the dark From shuddering pleasure's perfection Leaps forth life's sublime spark. Created by the pleasures of the night, Rage strikes ground in ivory arc. Lo, here am I. Behold, the parasite. My world orbiting my life, I come first. All exists subservient to my plight, Let none frustrate my slightest whim or thirst. Now bow before my self-made carbon throne. Chaos and formless void by me reversed, Meaning and shape depend on me alone. Heavenly bliss to evermore endure, Weightless warm dark suffused with mantric drone, Dreaming phantasies of pure rapture. Involution's urgent shove, Bright shaft guides from the yawning aperture, Extruded painfully above. Born into this life. Why? To live, to sense, to love, But in the end - to die.

Nightmare for a long journey

I stood and viewed with horror, Before me, carnage clear. Eternally I'll be haunted By the death cries oh so near. It will stay with me forever That human desperate sound The screams and fatal panic As all that finery was drowned. I watched with rising tears, Relief, escape from slaughter, I stood and watch in horror The grey enclosing water. Brothers, lovers, sons and friends All swept away like dross Now the tears that arose in me Were for massacre and loss. How could I doubt our leader? He was guided by the One. But doubts I had on seeing this, Those doubts would ne'er be gone. He is the One, the power of all The ultimate monarch high And yet in all his wisdom, Dealt out slaughter from the sky. To escape from Egypt's thrall Our cause was right and just. But my heart goes out to an enemy Who was doing what they must. On that day of our relief We saw an awful sight. The mass making of widows By theocratic might.

Alamogordo

The wizened wizards working
On potent powers dismal
To summon forces lurking
Deeply hidden, dark, abysmal.
 Their mysterious enchantments
Unleash a daemon foul.
What calculated conjuring prevents
Its pestilential prowl?
Spinning spells of might
They struggle night and day
To quell its burning bite,
To return its heart to clay.
 From deep down delvings,
Strove the fearsome fiend arisen
And in its wake came hellish things
Let loose from timeless prison.
 The formless fiend with wake of maim
Destroys all love and life.
But the muttering magicians claim
They did not cause the strife.
 “The fiend was not by us formed
We merely let it loose.
It feeds on human greed and hate
These are its nutrient juice.”

 “You wish us to release its power
And curse us when we do.
We laboured long to grant your wish.
The guilt rests equally with you.”

 The commoners and overlords
Point each one to the other.
Grasping all on innocent swords,
Quick each one blames another.
 And so the daemon grows in strength,
A feast around it laid.
Their craft reduced it not one tenth,
By love alone unmade.