Category Archives: Poetry

Some storms destroy, pillage the land, Some storms bring life to the thirsty Dusty plains in so many ways, Some storms bury who we are Through their falling ice and snow, Some storms blow away what Is not needed anymore … Continue reading →

Something has forged an iron cord, Wrapping it down my central spirit Inside my body, this weak flesh, Corrupt as each moment seeps by, This cord, iron of steel, strength, It binds my hands, holding me In its grasp, keeping … Continue reading →

I hate this world and its lies, I would destroy all these materialistic things, I hate all the pain, death, hurting hands, I would destroy those who make war, What am I but nothing and void, My skin is caked … Continue reading →

Who am I, this cracked mirror I see, My face, the forming lines collect and disconnect, What am I, this voice from my flesh, My spirit, the energy pulses and shutters, I do not want to be what and Who … Continue reading →

Who are you, you who know only hate, What do you know of my God? The diseased water flows from you Putrid mouth of death, stealing all things, If you do not realize the pain you cause, The words you … Continue reading →

The end is coming, The end of all endings, An end of an era that has lasted Two Thousand years, Wake up world, The end is coming, It started when God molded this Universe into life and death, The end … Continue reading →

First, I saw a headless man Holding his own severed head: The head held ten eyes and in Its mouth were fangs of fire; With pale skin and drawn features; I saw its mouth in motion, What beast could laugh … Continue reading →

The words I hear echo around me, Words of my Lord and Savior, Jesus: He who gives up his life for me shall save it, Love those who hurt and persecute you, Do not judge, and you will not be … Continue reading →

What wicked ways have tortured My now weeping body, When my mind and body sin, My soul cries out for my savior, To strengthen and comfort this weak And shivering, denied love, spirit; I am not strong, not worthy Of … Continue reading →

Once again I sit in silence, The day as beautiful, no words, This day, all of my life I have Loved the way it makes me feel, My renaissance melodies playing in tune; The glass on the table, red vine … Continue reading →