It’s A Mystery ~ the end ~ CDXCV / D

To know life outside of doors, hear sounds that come as wars
Voices talking, who knows what, howling men, drunk and shouting fuck!
Tragic news strikes again and again, these times come suffering in pain
When the value of a symbol is worth more than the worlds starving people

It’s a mystery to me how this could be if God was real

At night when sight leads eyes up, a calm seeing a star filled sky erupt
Silhouette of trees stand still in the night air, eerie branches spread wild with no care
Births and sprouts of a new born life, the first breath of spring cuts like a knife
When two hearts connect, creating a bond to love and respect

It’s a mystery to me how this could be if God was not real

Ax

Herbal Poetry ~ The End ~ CDXCIV / D

Not a word, not a single syllable would ignite a thought,
without the aid of natures gift
From the rocky shores of Ucluelet, staring at whales,
as they swim past this tiny hamlet
The wind kissing a face red, oh how hard a slap,
that awakens the senses from bed
How the moss grows, how it blankets the ground,
how it sparkles when the sun shows
Feeding off the ocean, creatures thrive,
praising Mother Natures devotion

Not a word, not a single syllable would ignite a thought,
without the aid of natures drug
Her beauty overwhelms, all life that it surrounds,
high off a blunt herbal poetry compels
An explosion of words erupt in the head,
every drag held; oh look, black birds overhead
Soaring on by, across the sky,
how wonderful it would be to fly
Eyes closed shut, allowing the buzz to catch a ride,
the imagination runs amuck

Not a word, not a single syllable would ignite a thought,
without the aid of natures love
Eyes meet for the very first time, love at first sight,
what are the possibilities to find
Time stands still in a freeze, struck by cupids dart,
the one that makes weak the knees
Melt in the mouth sweetie, eyes that smile dreamy,
fall in love with a west coast honey
How simple words come, when nature overcomes,
pity how these feelings come like a hit and run

Ax

Dreams From Thin Air ~ the end ~ CDXCIII / D

A time that was, careless and free
Pain was an adventure in discovery
Climbing trees, darting cars
Stitches mend, leaving scars

Spinning grooves, getting high
Dreaming of Jeanie in a bikini
“Yes Master, as you wish”
Man, that Tony, he had bliss!

Make-believe on a TV screen
Somehow we believed it’s real
Having dreams of a faraway place
Exploring galaxies, Lost in Space

Back to the beginning of Suns
The vibe of a poets song sung
Embrace me now I beg of thee
Rip me out from this misery

Venture out into the world that’s real
Not in a box whose message is pay to feel
Trapped in a tube, looping underground trails
Where silence wails from metal grinding rails

Fantasy wins over reality when fear leads
Like a zombie on a subway, under streets
Where no one knows your name or cares
Just getting by on dreams from thin air

Ax

Horror or Brilliant

Severed life from birth begins
Ends when the final breath expels
A wish for those who care to hear
The passing flow…time reigns in fear
An oath to silence made
A voice bequeathed
Beyond the gates that open up
Will be the destiny of thy cup
Swirling clouds create the hue
Light or Dark, it’s up to me and you
Choose the path to follow
Forge our own in swallow
Heaven and Hell, in common shares
In death, total silence fares
Life on earth is a waiting game
To learn the identity of his name
King of Kings or Prince of Fire
What we do today, will inspire
To fade away in memories played
Flashed in an instant, will it be horror or brilliant

Ax

Talking To My Star

Among the many, too great to count
I chose a star, the furthest one out
The glitter so faint, virtually unseen
Except for the times it pulsed a red beam

A flame that burned my eyes to see
The depth of my soul that bleeds in me
A shabby coat barely fights the cold
Ash glows from a drag, inhale and hold

A buzz filling my head, it spins round
Every rotation screams from the pain found
Flesh marred, scarred, left broken
The wild, tamed into a life beholden

I’m talking to my star, it’s so, so far
Straining to catch that stream, like radar
Trapped in a hole, clawing at dirt and roots
Staring up through the view of child abuse

The pain grows loud, strong, wills my heart to curse
Death, would you bless this life of misery or worse
Drift on by ignoring the existence of a nothing being
By leaving me to live, barely breathing, humbly pleading

Ax