Whisper Of The Ice That Burned

Whisper of the Ice That Burned

The oceans were on fire

And the sky was dry as dust

Blood red tears ran down my face

The color of old rust.

Outside looking in

Upside down and up

Rain was pouring from the hole

In my battered silver cup.

The horses flew in wingless flight

On alabaster roads

With armored shoes upon their hooves

Tapping out the codes.

And angels, ah, the angels

Watching from below

Heaving sighs from their pursed lips

At what I did not know.

The stars on furrowed, fertile fields

Lit the clouds above

Wondering how they came to fall

From dark skies that they loved.

And I, in constant deep dismay

Walked the desert sand

Holding woe clutched to my heart

And dread within my hand.

Here and there, a nightingale

Cursed the burning night

Singing in an unknown tongue

With eyes devoid of sight.

Thorns and thistles vining high

Above the heads of trees

Encroaching and enclosing me

Empowered by my pleas.

Skeletons that wore no flesh

Dancing by my side

Mocking, ever mocking me

And my flesh arrayed in pride.

'Twas then I knelt on blackened ground

Begging for the bliss

Hungry for a human heart

Starving for a kiss.

But in the twilight of that hour

There was no human near

My voice in echoes answered back

And magnified the fear.

I saw great blocks of ice on fire

Saw mountains humbled low

Valleys full of hurricanes

And it was forty-nine below.

But then from somewhere far away

There came a gentle word

I raised my head to look around

Wondering what I'd heard.

"Don't go to sleep." the whisper said

"To sleep will make this seem

That all is well down here in Hell

For this is not a dream."

©by Voo

Sept 30, 2010

11:01 p.m.

 

Song Of The Anguished

Song of The Anguished

I was dreaming under water

With delusion all around

While the bones of dying blackbirds

Cried their last and hit the ground.

I was thinking of my true love

Whom I've yet to meet and touch

I was running toward a yearning

That my heart still loves so much.

On the hill there stood a gallows

With a noose tied just below

So the hanged man died there quickly

Before he had the time to know.

If the pain of death was hurtful

Or if he died from just his fear

It was quick and it was awful

And it left it's terror here.

Running from my waking nightmare

Running to my future fate

I was thirsty, I was hungry

But my life's an empty plate.

Tantalizing with her fragrance

Seduction was her favorite game

As she wound herself around me

Said I'd never be the same.

And that's true, I was a new man

And it's true, I was reborn

In her passion and her beauty

That soon shredded me with scorn.

The things I've done, I cannot tell you

The things I did, I hate to think

As I followed her to quicksand

As she stood and watched me sink.

Love is like a burning ember

Love is like a dying coal

Fires of joy and Eden's promise

Before the flames burn up your soul.

I have walked the ancient desert

I have climbed the mountain tall

I was young and strong and worthy

Before the stumble and the fall.

There, a hero to my mother

Then, a friend to my best friend

And a brother to my brother

Till the dark and bitter end.

Oh, sweet heaven, rain upon me!

Oh, sad sun, shine on my face!

Hangman of Hell, open this lock now!

Let me leave this cursed place!

I will run the roads forever

Show the blind man how to see

Teach the deaf and dumb and foolish

Not to ever follow me.

If you wake me from this nightmare

If you calm my screaming eyes

If you hush the dying ravens

So I cannot hear their cries.

I will seek out newer pathways

Leave the old ones far behind

If you re-turn my life to me

If you'll give me back my mind.

Yes, I'll sign your bloody papers

Yes, I'll stop my sad refrain

Yes, I'll do what you ask of me

No, no more will I complain.

Ah, much better, so much better

Peaceful now, it is so quiet

I can barely see the gallows

All I see is tinted light.

Breathing now, I take a deep one

But I cannot then exhale

I breathe in such warmth and sweetness

But cold is all I can expel.

Dreaming deep beneath the water

And the nightmare of this place

I make my last deal with the Hangman

For one more glimpse of her face.

©by Voo

Sept 30, 2012

9:45 p.m.

 

Nothing Else Matters

 

Shadow Seer

shadow seer

from darkness thick as thieves they come

but only to the edge

of peripheral sight hidden in night

they cling upon the ledge

of mind and madness, watching there

each movement and each step

they know where all the treasures are

and where your dreams are kept

insinuating into human hearts

they journal every thought

and teach their cohorts how to win

the battles so hard fought

the shadows come, the shadows go

and men go their way, blind

unaware that they are there

like quickenings in the mind

oft times they hide in midday's shadows

oft times they hide in stars

their whispers carried to ears of strangers

who don't know who they are

the shadow people, the shadow kings

the rulers of the night

unseen by few, the gifted, who

can see through dark like light

our eyes meet sometimes now and then

the shadowkind and me

we stare each other down in silence

till we cannot stand to see

but both aware that we are there

on opposite sides of light

me, in my sunlit world of man

and they, in their endless night.

                           

©by Voo

May 24, 2005

 8:42 p.m. 

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