Saint Valentine’s Day

Jennifer is she
Bright as a morning in May
Sensual and sweet

A light in the dark
My warming breeze in winter
February’s love

Freckles, and green eyes
Her flashing smile lights my heart
As the sun in spring

Clear as the bright stream
Swift as the rising moon, cool
In the evening

She listens to me
Sheltering my hopes, and dreams
Believing in me

She is strong, and fierce
I lean on her when I’m tired
And she carries me

Six years of loving
Kind and caring Valentine
Jennifer is she

Worship

Asking for a gift
Calling for a miracle
Fill the emptiness

Something for nothing
Receiving a bequeathment
Or nothing at all.

Beg the divinity
Obsequious and fawning
The supplicant mewls

Abandon the god
That hungers for your spirit
Who thirsts for worship

Ancient gods, of gold
Silver, and the war machine
Gods of slavery

Stolen sacrifice
Set the bloody gods on fire
A column of smoke

Bitumen and vice
The corrosion of virtue
Nothing is sacred

Perspective

Crumbling paradigms
Distorted perspective burst
Fallen monuments

Hallucinations
My vision shifts, slips.
Blurred waves in motion

I wandered alone
The impossible human
Seeking the divine

Scratching at the earth
Sleeping in the green-garden
The innocent world

Communing with God
No filters for my lenses
In the light of day

We talked and we danced
We drew pictures in the stars
As the mountains fell

Observation – January 5th, 2020, Sunday

The sky is bright, light
Blueish-gray, matted by clouds
Thin as wisps of frost

There are a few leaves
Dried things that cling to the trees
Flutter in the breeze

Outside my window
Dark limbs stretched across the pane
The old glass cascades

It bends the soft light
Waving in its fluid state
Windows on the world

Daydream Number Two

Sitting on the curb
Day dreaming in the city
Shaded by the elm

A boy sits with legs
Resting, elbows on his knees
His head in his hands

He opens his eyes
Looks beyond the passing cars
His spirit settles

He mutes the shrill noise
Comes out of the cloistered shell
Into a new world

Engulfed by vision
A city in chaos, burns
Monuments falling

Flags torn by the wind
Reason consumed by terror
Engines stall and choke

The city dissolves
In a wash of blood, murmurs
The entropic mob

Revulsion follows
Nauseated and alone
Sitting on the curb

Surfing with the Alien

A simple gesture

From the Destroyer of Worlds

A wordless command

 

The bright herald moves

A brilliant light, fire, doom

His master hungers

 

The Devourer

To pluck a world like ripe fruit

Press the life from it

 

Galactus has come

Prayers go forth, their pleas unheard

Swallowed in the void

 

Drifting and lifeless

Silent on the solar wind

The world sucked lifeless

 

The end of all hope

Herald of the burning fire

The Silver Surfer