A Lion Learns

A Lion must learn

How to carefully tread

Walk slowly and with purpose

So not to trample unknowingly

He must never show ferocity

In any wrong direction

Or with any ill intent

To the ones he vows to protect

Whether his beloved tamer

Or the gentlest little lamb

His guidance is golden

Only if given unconditionally

He must remember this

Above all

In his weakest moments

They will build him up

Always if he holds true

To the code of the Lion

The Loyalty, and Courage

Strength and Honor

Pride held in highest regard

For the ones who need him most

Yet truthfully

He would walk forever lost

Without those he keeps

Ever vigilant guard over

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Spirits Of Strength And Honour

Those of you that know my friend Marcus from high in the woods, know what a powerfully gifted artist he is, as well as just a damn good human being. I consider myself lucky that he honoured me by asking me to write this collaboration of courage and honour based on our Animal Kingdom personas.  Those of you that have not been introduced should be sure to see what amazing things are waiting for you in those woods. Let the wolf be your guide. It was a pleasure and a privilege to write with you Marcus.

Amongst the wilds of the parched and perilous grassy plains

The strong will survive under watchful eye of his reign

Through the seasons of rain and sun under the harsh winters burn

Leading the pack within the woods as nature turns

Tried and treasured pride, no easy task to fight for and win

Securing his right for many generations of royalty to begin

Foresee the future compelled to sow his seed

The honor of mating, creating life, the need

Daily survival dictates one ugly truth shall remain

Need for sacrificial prey so his kingdom can sustain

Hunt to kill not for sport but to fill

Bellies that call to hunger, killing is a bitter pill

Given keys to the kingdom, bestowed this existence

To be a guardians assurance of majestic persistence

To roam wild and free a gift of life given

To run, to live, survive in woodlands heaven

Mighty roar to blue skies boasts dignity and fortitude

Unmistakably within can be heard undying gratitude

Under the one moons glow, spirits of strength and honor

Draws howls with distant brother roars in valor

 

 

Written by

John ~ JMC813

marcus

Shepherd Warrior

Caught out in the cold in the wrong place and time

Unsure of my whereabouts, alone in the bitter chill

The wicked grin of doubt casting shadows about

As menacing realities of what nightfall surely brings,

Hauntingly dance in the forest that surrounds me

 

 

What does darkness bring to a lost, lonely soldier

Once the moon is high above me in midnight skies?

A single warrior caught in Natures ferocious grip

Alongside whispering ghosts of the vast wilderness

No chance but luck to survive hunter’s of the night

 

 

Call to wonder what lies behind Mountains mystery

Spirits of Mother Natures majestic creation appear

A call to the wild as the secrets of the forest unfold

My imagination hangs on every story so portrayed

By falling snow, limitless sky, and timeless timber

 

 

Led safely through the night by a peaceful guardian

One that I was sure would see me meet my maker

A loyal teacher and guide in its predatory disguise

Noble and wise in the ways of courage and honour

Spirit warrior is truly a Shepherd in Wolf’s clothing

Who am I?

This is a very important piece for a very important friend.

She knows who she is, and I hope she realizes what she means to me.

Why is this my reality

That the person I am

Is not who I wish to be

 

Stumbling out of the gate

When running to a friend

My arrival always too late

 

Holding cards to my chest

When they should be on display

Leads to cases of unfair unrest

 

Scars so visibly shown

The insecurities of a life’s war

The kind I don’t want to own

 

Own them though, I must

Else I do my friend disservice

Hold her back in ways unjust

 

Take for granted special things

From friendship gifted unto me

Humbly she hides her Angel’s wings

 

A foolish man walking a crooked mile

Without knowing his destination

Ends up nowhere and without a smile

 

So a friend in need will always be

A friend indeed and clearly present

When the chips are down for me

 

So my question is just who am I?

That keeps you by my side

When those wings could see you fly?

For Us

 

So….I love you

I say it a lot

Too much

Like you might forget

In one ear out the…

Anyway….I love you

 

I’m crazy, you’re crazy

Both in different ways

yet much the same

It is evident how

You are amazing

Because I am difficult

 

Flirty

Stubborn

Emotional

Opinionated

Talkative

Aggressive

 

But hear me out

Because I love you

And that’s enough right?

 

I am also

Loyal

Honest

Silly

Forgiving

Committed

Protective

And that’s good, I think

 

Not one thing exists

In this entire world

That compares to the love

To the feeling of comfort

To the safety I feel

When I am wrapped

Protected in the trust

Of your loving arms

 

So forgive me if I am saddened

By the unhappiness in your gaze

Don’t blame me when I try

With questions to probe

Ways I can help you find

This happiness you seek

 

Together we will find it

And when we do

I bet all the stars in the sky

It has been waiting right there

Idle and patient

Right inside of you

 

The place where happiness is born

The place where happiness belongs

Box Of Hearts

Drowning in my turbulent mind

I run for shelter from the rain

Peace is just outside my grasp

And solace impossible to find

 

Any certainty twists and turns

Winds of change blow gale force

Unsettling storm inside my head

Anxiety rains while serenity burns

 

Frantically tossed and torn apart

Corners of my brain are searched

Hope and strength is found anew

Set free from this box of hearts