Wednesday Child

Cello

Black hair
Black eyes
Her stare gets you high
Black dress
Black shoes
They dance as she moves
Black look
Black night
Fire will ignite
Black smile
Black heart
She’ll tear you apart
Black song
Black paint
Her cello feints
Black lust
Black desire
a want’n fire
Black beauty
Black Rose
Strikes a pose

(2023) by Ax

Rave’n

Above La Lunas’ Glow

Above La Luna’s Glow


Above la Luna’s glow
Eyes cast beyond stars
Darkness consumes
All, of a lonesome heart
Wingless blackbird
Stranded on earth
Rooted to ground
Misery found

Above la Luna’s glow
A beacon pulls
Connecting soul and mind
Sucking the energy dry
Eyes shaded black like coal
But shines with a glow
Bright as the moon
An onyx one

Above la Luna’s glow
Waits, a far away home
Ferryman journeys
Collecting passengers
Scarred with the mark
A ticket to ride
Galaxy’s past
Light years away

Above la Luna’s glow
Fades in, new dawn
Witness, the rising sun
Still, planet earth
Counting the minutes
Ticking and tocks
Passing of time
Lost, lost, still lost

Above la Luna’s glow
Returns the yearning pull
Glides the razors edge
A mark left by a previous scar
The ferryman nods
Opens the door
Taking a soul
To a world unknown

Above la Luna’s glow
One will never know
What lies beyond the known
In death, dreams may come true
To close the eyes
For the very last time
A silence grows
As the final breath blows


Ax

If I Could Fly

If I Could Fly


If I could fly, not across the sky, that would be ridiculous

But if I could,
it would be with my heart
Every beat would soar, blocking out the sun
Wings flapping, hear it flutter
Screeching, squawking, weaving
Rise and fall along tops of trees
The wind,
through my hair blowing with attitude
Scrape the earth, getting air, letting go
Too many times, fallen on my ass
But I can fly, feeling high
Kamakazi spitfire
Ride the line that divides
Down highway number 9

If I could fly, not across the sky, that would be ridiculous

But if I could,
it would be with my soul
Every feeling would burn with emotion
For love and compassion
Long, drifting out to sea
Where swales turn to waves
The sky, crystal blue or tempest black
When the perfect one comes in
It compels to stand and attack
Ride the swirl, the ocean screams
Kowabunga, speeding fins
Creeping up the spine
Against the coming curl

If I could fly, not across the sky, that would be ridiculous

But if I could,
it would be with my spirit
Every smile would be returned
Many given with the purest of intentions
Stride in the step, merrily-go-lucky
Parks and city streets, a walk in the dark
Taking in the beauty that surrounds with sounds
Voices talking, children playing
Cats chasing birds, flying
Staring at a couple, staring at each other
Blocking out the world, falling in love
Drawing in the moment, lips meet as one
Wings open to try and fly


Ax

Sinister Serial Tale

Sinister Serial Tale


Darkness comes, the sins of a man swells
A beast grunts with a famine where it dwells
Passion is made by his own demon spells

To cast a blood red dagger
Used to slash and murder
In boiling rage of fervour

Sickly state of mind breathes stale
Air filling lungs poisoned by venom ale
A Jekyll and Hydes, Sinister Serial Tale

A beastly soul no doubt, they obsess
The elixir drunk from vile ingests
A tormented soul, nonetheless

Victims sought by pale light of moon
Sheathed by fog in streets they swoon
Hear an eerie song without a tune

Screams the victim from first sight
A ghastly vision hidden from light
Final breath expelled on a murderous night

Quenched the hunger in hollow belly
Wipes the blood, stains like jelly
Hyde becomes Jekyll quietly

Carries will and want to no ends
This weeping flow of blood blends
Hardened then softens as it mends

Cocks crow the dawn of a new days number
Awakens those from peaceful slumber
Death discovered in screams of thunder


Ax

Songbird

Songbird


Every night I lay down
Close my eyes, soothe a frown
Compelling spirits of desire
Light a vision that it may sire
Fill a void this heart holds dear
My songbird, she would appear

The craziness it possess
Freedom encompasses
A brazen aura who likes to play
Her soul loves, her way
Heart pure to the core
The beauty my eyes adore

Curves that flow, how she’s made
Perfect in every way, such grace
Pouty lips, crave to kiss
From head to toe, bliss
Sway with songs played, dark till dawn
Moon and stars the only light on


Antony ➰