Where am I?

Who turned out the lights?

Once again I sit alone in darkness

Unsure of all that seems real when the sun shines

I am so familiar with the absence of light

It was my custodian through trying times

My benevolent protector when my reality burned

Scalded by the flames of self inflicted radiation

 Shadows kept me safe from poisonous predators

The light has gone away once more

As I am enveloped by the inner calm of blackness



I see you there with a hand outstretched

Enticing me, testing my will as you do

Beckoning me to trust in your touch

Reassuring me with the promise of tranquility

The warmth of day awaits if only I take your hand

Sounds of laughter will only be replaced by a cacophony

A dissonance born of unimaginable self loathing

This I know as certainly as I know the darkness is tangible



So coax me if you must, as that is your purpose

It will only make this warriors armor stronger

To be constantly reminded of the battlefields of old

Keep on with the promises of eternal light and warmth

For I see all too well the dangers inherent within the glow

Reach forever outward to grasp control of my livelihood

As it will now and evermore be denied with steadfast resolve

I have come to know one thing above all in the company of shadows



It is far better to feel my way through the darkness with uncertainty

Than to be touched again by the perilous mistakes of a past in the light


Temptations Tyranny (Eve and the Serpent)


It has been present since before the sun existed

Bringing it’s gruesome reality gnarled and twisted

Forcing even the most virtuous quickly to their knees

As no one else can observe what this serpent sees


Led astray by slight of hand or subtlest gesture

In hopes of discovering purest blissful treasure

Misguided down darkened path lit only by the moon

False promise made brings fates hand too soon


 Perfect beauty in His humble image ever to remain

Exquisite form of female perfections sensual domain

Coaxed by the silver tongue of this gardens keeper

To partake of forbidden fruit tainted by the reaper


Long gone is the euphoria of such simple ignorance

Carnal knowledge, greed and lust took our innocence

Seven deadly sins all feed our desire for satisfaction

Naïve disobedience brings about such dire exaction


Created in His image but now victims of His punishment

Forced to feel guilt and shame, a stain on the innocent

Certainly I am not alone thinking we are not all so cursed

Where would creation be if all our truths were reversed


We would not know the elation of pride, fair or unjust

Nor the transcendent ecstasy of passions fiery lust

The growing of wealth beyond greed’s comprehension

Or absolute power, corrupting absolutely without question


We’ve all been told of the snake in His garden of illusion

We are all here now to follow that story to it’s conclusion

Not surprising is Eve’s metaphorical “tasting of the fruit”

But the speed at which all others quickly followed suit


Young Eve knew not the consequences of her actions

What cost of such simple curiosity and lustful distraction

As was foretold by the seers, the wise men, and the sages

The tyranny of temptation shall go on throughout the ages

electric serpent







Silver Seduction

I so enjoy writing with my good friend Desiree at Sea of Desire and always am amazed at her talent and free flowing writing ability. This is just another example of how beautifully she writes and how we seem to have an intuition for each others words. I hope you enjoy this and take the time to go swim in her beautiful Sea of thoughts, words, ideas, and impulses. Thank you D. for another tremendous writing experience. Til the next…….


Mirrors of liquid mercury
Shimmering and shifting
Reflecting my soul’s undoing
Wavering under moonlight
Searching for answers, wrong or right

Pondering a vast array of sins
Memories linger so bittersweet
Like quicksilver, ceaselessly elusive
Recollected in such great abundance
Dancing lightly upon remembrance

The ripples are mesmerizing
Binding me to this space
The shadows have descended
The pain is never-ending
I am mired in regret’s false beauty

Held captive by invisible chains
Imprisoned by a cage of anguish
Left alone to confront my misgivings
Faced with a turmoil insurmountable
Yet undeniably tinged with fondness

The ghostly faces no longer taunt me
But bring kisses of sad longing
Caressing my sinister soul back to life
Bygone intimacies prick my conscience
As tomorrow’s mirage salaciously beckons

Sweet anticipation of desires yet to be
Overpower the senses and erase all regrets
Reminiscence of the ecstasy in your touch
Runs wild within my fevered coursing blood
Again I dive into a silver pool of frenzied lust