Monthly Archives: September 2013
The Dragon’s Destiny
This piece was co-written by myself and a new friend and unbelievably
skilled writer Hastywords. She truly has a gift with words and I am very
fortunate to have penned this dark anthem with her. Her talents are
numerous and cross a wide spectrum of intrigues. I hope you will all
go look into her world of intense passions and interests.
Find her at www.hastywords.wordpress.com.
I held my own heart in my hands
No longer red but black as night
Ripped from my body by the dark
As I lay stretched upon the sand
It’s pulsing rhythm slowly expired
Black and bleeding this scarlet fear
Horrific reality of deaths cold hand
Cloak and sickle my fate conspired
Summer sandcastles trampled, eroded
Beach graves as far as the eye can see
I watch the seagulls pluck at the decay
The result of Lucifer’s dearly devoted
Messenger of misery and doom came calling
His soldiers and pawns brought devastation
Slowly suffering this excruciating extinction
Man kinds fate since the time of His falling
Tides of jealous wrath came crashing down
Eager minions that starved for far too long
Exercising their hatred with fear and chaos
Demanded our shining stars to hit the ground
The kingdom of light and love has gone so dark
A world of greed and turmoil falls to it’s knees
This once beautiful place now barren and burned
Satan’s plan for end of days firmly found it’s mark
Written by JMC813 and Hastywords
A Warrior’s Heart
This is a piece co-written by myself and my new and very special friend
Jen at Think Speak Tryst. It speaks of truths impossible to ignore, but even
more importantly, to recognize and relate. This was my first attempt at a
DUET and I owe a debt of gratitude to Jen for introducing me to such a unique
and powerful form of expression. I am truly appreciative of her letting her
“SOULSHINE” brighten my outlook. I consider myself a very lucky person to
have the privilege of knowing such a talented and caring fellow “Warrior” to
walk the paths of creativity and imagination with. Please check out her truly
beautiful way with thoughts and words at………
www.thinkspeaktryst.wordpress.com.
Scattered about like a million glittering stars
Are the misdirected pieces of what we were
Standing in a pool of my obvious redemption
Bleeding to know the answers, Yet I’m so unsure
A myriad of questions leave my thoughts unsettled
Frantic assessments hold my voice, I cannot speak
My mind it moves a thousand miles in seemingly a second
Do I really want to know? Is resolution what I truly seek?
In the warm light that is becoming day
I brush away the dirt of my darkened past
Mind is flooded with a million wandering war stories
Heartache, takes my breath, I begin to need you at last
At last and again, for this all feels so familiar
Past battles lost and won, my mind chases to remember
The times and places of our war torn self realities
Scattered in ashes lost in time, memories burn like embers
I decide to walk, past the reality of what I once was
Knowing that I’ll carry my scars, until the last days of life
Cloaked in what has turned to great wisdom, contrary to common belief
Look into my heart, my eyes, inside my soul, I am finally free from strife
The strides that push beyond the realm of cruelty self imposed
Flaws shown boldly bring it home, this point not light to make
The parade of insecurities un shelved, knowledge given to find direction
Souls are bared, and hearts are freed, for yours, mine, and others sake
This is where I stand to speak, telling you today of all my glories
Although it rains inside of my mind, I’m here today, I’ll never rewind
Glorious you, who came to be, take my wisdom, for all you see
For I am a warrior, peaceful at heart, I will continue to fight, till death do us part.
Written by JMC813 & Jen on Tryst
Soul Concerto
Full Circle
As a young and growing child
Mental seeds were sown
He’s medicated to be mild
Side effects unknown
Said to be unmanageable
Too wild to control
Prescriptions all too viable
No care for future toll
Now this child gentle, meek
Falls victim to their taunts
Mistake this boy as being weak
He flees to sheltered haunts
Witness of horrendous things
Of which he will not speak
How can family, terror bring
His loved ones, havoc wreak
He finds his shelter safe and warm
He climbs inside his mind
His sanctuary from the storm
His thoughts help time unwind
As he grows and comes of age
He grows tired of his pills
Things to do and wars to wage
Newfound battle of the wills
He’s grown and reached maturity
After years mis-diagnosed
A dangerous threat to humanity
For no longer is he dosed
Now his head is free to think
Unclouded by that haze of mellow
To evil thoughts his focus sinks
For vengeance new voices bellow
His problem is with reality
Cruel twisting of his fate
It is Preying on his sanity
Ever filling him with hate
All those years of passive sedation
The malice that was endured
Now he realizes with exultation
His revenge can be secured
Unnoticeable from the outside
The rage within his head
A wicked smile, eyes open wide
The madman kills to see you dead
Horrific spree of death and hate
This killer caught and sent away
Caged like an animal to meet his fate
Asylum his home ’til end of days.
Far too dangerous to himself and the rest
He must be tranquilized, to take away the wild
A remedy concocted, one that seems the best
The same one it happens, he was given as a child
The anger and fury lose their grip on his mind
The memories of his childhood friend held close
Taken back to better days, now easier to find
Then five words bring clarity, “it’s time…..increase the dose”
Life and death cross paths as they wind
And all things are bound to repeat
Locked away in cage and mind
The circle is complete
Ode to a Sinner
She is the epitome of sexuality and desire
enshrouded in a veil of erotic debauchery.
Capturing the imagination and ensnaring the weak of flesh.
Seemingly unknowing the power she holds,
yet secretly aware of the control she wields.
She follows or leads with a vigor and enthusiasm unmatched
while bringing her own deviant twists into a most energetic reality.
Dripping with SIN she will eagerly quench your lustful thirst
while leaving your head spun and yearning for more
She is a subtle drug bottled in an addictive silken carafe.
Amazing at first glance but even more intoxicating to the initial touch.
She is an experience not to be passed over
but to be fully prepared for and immensely enjoyed.
She has the ability to captivate your mind and steal your sexual soul.
She has a given name, although I call her only My Sweetest Sinner.
A wicked act by any other name… she would still SIN as SWEET!!
Cold Steel
Mirror Mirror
Mirror, mirror
Castle wall
Fairest maiden
Loved by all
Mirror, mirror
Glass so cold
For ageless beauty
Her soul is sold
Mirror, mirror
Mind plays tricks
A DEMONS game
The river Styx
Mirror, mirror
Sharpened blade
Flashing silver
Gashes made
Mirror, mirror
Struck the deal
Ageless beauty
But life to steal
Mirror, mirror
Cut so deep
Crimson lifeblood
Soul to reap
Mirror, mirror
DEVIL deceiver
Curse the BEAST
This foolish believer
JMC813 