Sailor's Prayer

Needs must as needs outweigh

Carry the burden, seize the day

In darkest night or calmest bay

The ship is steady, it leads the way

Coming home in the misty spray

As morning breaks, the sailors pray

Home, at last, this time to stay

True Love

Broken glass
Comes to mind
When your eyes
Meet me in mine
Your hurtful words
Sharp and deadly
Your woeful lie
Clear as glass
I'm picking up pieces
Better left behind
I'm waiting for you
True love is blind

Rampage Unbridled

Remaining just out of reach

Longing

No longer a requirement

But a burning raging fire

It feeds itself, growing

It no longer can be controlled

Who would want to stop this inferno?

Let it burn everything to the ground 

Rampage unbridled

Consummation

When the time comes

The banquet will be ready

Feasting will begin

Fresh fruit of the vine

Cherries bursting with ripeness

The cup will runneth over

Needs will be fulfilled

Moonlight will rise over the meadow

Triggering hidden wisdom

Fruits of labor

Gladly consumed

Alone again naturally

Away my dearest
I can not see
The night is almost gone
If it is not seen
It does not exist
Or so I'm lead to believe
So if I do not
Watch you depart
You'll still be here with me
The rising sun
Reveals the truth
Alone again naturally

Shaharazad

Sliding down my skin

Soft satiny sensual

A mirage of images crosses my mind

Hints of moisture

Dampen my brow

A glistening drop

Makes its way to the floor

I can trace its path across my cheek

Scent overwhelms me

Memories from a thousand nights

The end is drawing near

Till the Universe Stops Breathing

Refreshing sounds call me home

A voice that echoes true

No matter what life throws my way

I still come home to you

Hope when days seems grim

Conscious never falters

A solid rock, firm under ground

Love that never alters

Till the universe stops breathing

Hearts will beat in time

Till the universe stops breathing

I love that you are mine

The Other Path...

Blue so deep it bends toward infinity

Purple so dark it ceases to be

Edge of light creeps towards the horizon

Tomorrow comes with certainty

Crickets begin their nightly chorus

A decide chill fills the air

With rising hopes but shattered spirit

Quiet night fills the solemn forest

Tread wisely here, take your time

It’s a hazardous path you choose

The benefits outweigh the cost

You’re time has come to shine

Found Wanting...

Going against the tide

The rush of pushing

The wrong way

Turning left instead of right

It feels so nice

To be the odd duck

The marvel of the moment

Loneliness doesn’t seem

To hurt as much

Stillness seems customary

Sorrow appears welcome

I see you there

Your Lying smile

Your knowing eyes

Have been weighed

Have been measured

Have met their match

Language Buzz

Today I'm feeling the Language buzz.  I was thinking about words that have dual meanings that are contradictory.  The two that came to mind are awful and pitiful.  Both are most commonly thought of as negative words.  The movie was awful.  That excuse was pitiful.  But fascinatingly enough, they didn't start out that way.  The original usage was a more positive one. The vista's view was awful.  The woman's life view was pitiful.  These sound strange to us now.  But at one time they would have been common place.  This is what makes language so fascinating.  You can change one word and make a world of difference.  The nuance of shading in language is amazing if you know what to look for.  One little change can make a little valley into a restricted gorge.  The meanings are the same.  The shade of meaning is different.  In American English, we even give words negative or positive meaning based on sounds.  Harsh sounding words tend to be negative, like gorge.  Soft sounding words tend to be positive like, lullaby.  Now by no means are these rules!  In American English, we have no rules!  Someone even pointed out that the vowel rule ( i before e except after c) is wrong more often then it is right.  But these guidelines give us a baseline to work from.  I find all these language histories and tidbits fascinating.  I think in weird patterns, probably why I had trouble in school, but it makes learning all these odd non rule patterns fun.

BTW I do not have any degree in this.  This is just my ramblings.  NOT YOUR PROFESSOR

The Dance

So long have I waited

Anticipation mounting

You reach across the chasmous void

Sparks fly as tension mounts

When breathing increases

Heartbeats accelerate

I don’t have to feel your touch

To know it’s there

The merest graze is enough

It is over but barely begun

The dance begins again

A tale as old as time

A More Perfect World...

Seize your prize
Second best for all my life
Never having been first
You’ve made me feel like
Number one
It’s a shame you
Have no idea
Who I am
You wouldn’t know my name
I would hardly register on your radar
If the world ended tomorrow
You wouldn’t even pick me
To repopulate the world
But for now
I can imagine and dream
A more perfect world

The Parfit Gentil Knight, His Squire, the Squire's Lady and The Evil Taskmaster Big Brown Charles

The Parfit Gentil Knight, His Squire, the Squire's Lady and The Evil Taskmaster Big Brown Charles

Lady Amanda had fleeced her Fine Flouncy Curls and returned to her Blonde Boyish Bob.  The Parfait Gentile Knight was busy Becoming a dragon and eating (no Smaug no) with Princes. He was beginning to get bored and the whole empire knew what happened the last time he got bored.  His hair grew longer and curlier as his patience worn thinner and sharper. His faithful squire who had been beside him for many of his adventures was away doing some private work for a consultant of the empire.   The squire had but one more task to finish, this time for his overlord.  There was a small squabble between the pair of lifelong friends over this assignment when their unthinking, overbearing, taskmaster, the Big Brown Charles, decided that they would both fence against the Best fencers in the world for a championship.  But in the final round if it came to a match between The Knight and his Squire it would be declared a draw. More importantly, no one would be named champion.  If BBC decided, this it would happen.  He was their overlord and more importantly the person who could decide their life, as far as it goes.  He decided whether they got jobs, how much they got paid, when they worked, even whether they could take jobs outside his little empire.  When the day of the big fencing match came, people came from all over the world and from outside the kingdom to see the squire and the knight.  After all the fuss the taskmaster had made it seemed the Kingdom was not that big and the world was plenty big enough for two World class Fencers.  In fact the Squire and the Knight each had a different approach to fencing.  One brought a more disciplined approach and one was looser and free flowing.  One was more agile and one more ridged and inclined to stick to the set rules.  In the end, it did not matter.  Both went out and conquered the world and brought back so many riches that the taskmaster Big Brown Charles relented on his threats that they would never work in his kingdom again.  He allowed them to quickly continue their travels as a Knight and squire errant, solving the puzzles of the Kingdom and never again threatened to separate the pair.

Possession

When temptation hangs heavy

Like a thick blanket of fog

The air is almost scented

A canopy of pheromones

I can taste your air

Feel my Soul transfixed

It is opened and receiving

Acquire me.

I am no longer in possession of my self

Am I in possession of you in return?

Falling

I just want someone

Who will take care of me

Who will be there when I wake

Who will hold me when I sleep

To kiss me and tell me I’m beautiful

Even if it’s a lie

Whose heart is bigger than their brain

Whose brain is bigger than their wallet

Who can take on the world for me

Who knows my ever need

Who will catch me when I fall

Who will stop me before I fall

Who will help me up when I fall

Who will make me fall

Oh god why am I always falling?

Escape

Sorrow lines your eyes

Would anything help?

If you needed me,

I would be there in an instant

Tomorrow is miles away

If you would let it be

We could be worlds away by then

A hut by the sea sounds nice

I can hear the birds chirping already

The whisper of the waves is so calming

A lullaby to rock us to sleep

Cradling together as we await the dawn

Survival

Flowing through me

Speedily and without delay

Never ending torment

My mind sighs and weeps

Will this never end?

Breaking waves of stimulation

Crest over agony

Fallen in defeat

Beat only to ascend

Resurrected, Rejuvenated, Revived

Survival

Stars Taunt Us

Dazzling Stars that shine too bright

How do we know that you really exist?

Could you be an illusion we invented?

A brief figment,

Brought forth to cause us sorrow?

For having seen such beauty,

Why should we breathe?

Or is it a tease?

This real life,

We can only feign touch?

Is this all

A hallucination,

Or dying brain trying,

To convince us, to hold on?

I think I like that least of all.

Growth

Eyes hid in shadow
Invoking fear and longing
Glancing from side to side
Evading another's glance
Trapped and afraid,
It seems to be pitiful
Like a beautiful Lion
Trapped in a cage
Be wary of what you seek here
Sight is not always your friend
What once was a helpless puppy
Suddenly outgrow it's Den

Lowly Orb

Oh Shallow moon thou art rife with anger

Your lowly orb hangs free and wild

It draws me, leads me away

I bow before it’s pale pure light

It washes o’re my hair

With strands of cherry wine

Green glades seem filled with ignoble creatures

Darkness fills the burgeoning night

I see the path that lies before me

It radiates from deep within

As long as I do not stray, 

I should see home this very night

Which Way Blows the Wind?

The Summer is coming

But the Wind is chilling

I feel it creep up the back up my neck

 You wrap your hands in my hair

Pull my head back

Sweet agony overcomes me

I feel your lips on my mine

The teasing tantalizing taunting

There is no need for further conquest tonight

And hence the wind blows cold