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The Forest God

I have found myself in the stillness of the air
adrift in the hours of twilight
as another day has fallen prey to my efforts
the hounds lay still
and God whispers to me of a moonless night
laughter erupts from the both of us
as we dance there in the shadows
it was the night I grew swords and spears
from the depths of my eyelids
and he felt fear for the first time

my light had been fading for nearly a decade
my heart grew cold
and my mind was the reason for this folly
never again was I to swoon before her majesty
the Goddess of Night
I waged a war darker than black
word had spread of the wonder
the Ashborn Kings fled their keeps
all men, all women, and all their spawn
had fallen to my blade

I am weak, no more
not like the years that came before
madness is a fate I can no longer speak of
voiceless in the night
I wander
onward to places out of reach
seeking treasures out of mind
rending the flesh from my own body
I know your name
and my doubt reclaims the throne

new words have fallen into play
the essence of a nameless torment
I linger on in this darkening world
knowing that we suffer
knowing that we die
alone
struggle is the norm in this new era
my heart clings to a new drumbeat
a new song
a new way for my eyes to burn
atone

the day begins for those that slumber
the night begins for that wake
I rise from a bed of moss and loam
my eyes shut
the wind stirs around me as I shift
and shake the earthen bonds that I’ve broken
mountains move, the forest quakes
bring me a soul to mold anew

again I serve
again I break

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The Empty Vessel

My life never goes according to plan
I doubt it was ever meant to
I find myself moving to the pulse of a beating heart
It is not mine; it is not yours
Nor the beating of the unborn
It gives me the chills when I think about it
What could have been, were we not meant for ruin
What could have been
If the stars were not meant to burn

At times I find myself flowing from day to day
In a mindless stupor
What are these things that speak to me
In the daylight
Empty arms crossed for broken down motorcycles
Lost along the road to a barren farm
In the twilight
There are no more cigarettes for those that smoke them
No anger
And no more lies for the ones that choke them
No tears for my love, or the stillborn children

I see only sky, in this world of disbelief
Truth take me, for I am a lost cause
My past berates me, in this sullen form that I have become
We drive down roads that make no sense
Forested avenues
To places that charge no rent
To faces that we dare not see, we dare not speak
We dare not live in this time of the meek

And then the mist flows in
We are lost once again to the barren hills of eternity
And all this light fades, because of you
Because of me
The war paint dries and our bodies fall down
Into worlds of ruin and divination
Into a chorus of plastic bags and empty cupboards
Walk with me now, as the world fades around us

Truer words have never been spoken
Like the day we talked for the first time, this time
The pulse quickens, and I find myself reeling
Pain to the ear, the words sting as the end draws near
I come to you in your dreams
Forested avenues appear again
And we are driving to a town we’ve never seen

Dark forms hover over the many graves
Of the men you’ve killed
The hearts I’ve stolen
In them we find our forgotten selves
And no words spoken
No harm done I guess

All I wanted was a token

Novalis Cosmia

I move through the worlds you know
Through the eyes you claim to be
Painlessly
I sew the mind strings of all that would falter
To know one another
To pierce the film that surrounds us
With needles of light and indeterminable value
I move from your lips to the earth
To make shut that which would ruin you
That which would scar you

The heart alters all that is real
The mind falters only, when we feel

Through gardens of black bamboo and bramble
I cut a path
Trouble not your mind
There is room for two
In this journey
I am a master, but you’d rather run free
No lies penetrate the forest

There are no gods here
If we’re being honest

Forgive my madness, I know not the cause
Nor the chaos that cures
If such a thing exists
Rarities desist
Not only in the soul
Not wanting to love, not wanting to feel
Or need a new verse to hate
I know

The wheel turns and the hour is late
All we hear today is laughter
No sadness or solace
And no depth in the life that comes after
No song to sing to the little ones
No bread to break
The curtain closes faster

I am not the writing on the wall
The cave draws in
Your mind screams, and you are thin
You are encased in the iron
Man of flesh, child of Zion
Women call from the wilds of space
And we are lost to portals
As the Ion

Find peace and know that the world is ended
As you know it
As we are thrown from it
Nothing is true, and nothing is falsified

The world is veiled
And the monsters are deified