Silent Heroes

Silent heroes
In a war torn world
Choosing the softer path

Helping hands
That lay unfurled
Lending food or a bath

Simple gestures
Of love and grace
Making the world a better place

Simple pleasures
To those in need
Hungry mouths to feed

And giving warmth
To the bare and cold
Helping young and old

And teaching new things
For the better days
In quiet simple ways

Waiting for Release

I am so weak
This weary body in this weary world
There all for waiting

My release to come from life’s long streak
The angle with no eyes
No use debating

I know I’ll never win
As thing have been unfurled
And never any use in hating

For I know my every sin
I cannot leave with lies
For all the trouble weighting

Here on my soul

Quixotic Good

Times quixotic
And also erotic
Chivalrous plans
And all their demands

They seem to unravel
And time they should not
Never doing
The things that they ought

But in the end
It plays wholesome good
And draws two together
Just as it should

For through foolish designs
That blurs many lines
Their heartfelt intent
Is always well meant

My Appetite

You’re my appetite
My one true delight

Yummy and good
Just like you should

Roll you over
And eat you up
Drink the nectar
From your cup

Dinner for two
You know it’s true

Your dreams I haunt
It’s me you want

Sleep well my lovely wife

The Shaman

An epic wind
Filled in the room
Filling spirits like a tomb

And to defend
This icy space
The shaman sat to face

To find some answers
To fight the dark
In the air she drew the mark

Of an elder god
Seldom seen
One who live in between

She took the rod
And wove it in the air
And spirits the answered there

Telling of darkness
Destined to come
From the old asylum

Weaving madness
For darker days
Setting cities ablaze

With insane fear
And spiritual torment
Of those who should lie dormant

The shaman shed a tear
Grabbed her spear
And caused the spirits to disappear

She lit odd candles
Made strange signs
On the floor, odd designs

And spoke in chants
Ancient to all
From before the old one’s fall

And summoned a swarm
Without delay
And sent it on its way

Though small inn form
Its power was great
Removing all suffering and hate

To the asylum it went
And found it’s pray
And turned the dark one back to clay

The shaman was spent
But the dark one fell
And now everything was well

Hugs for You

Wishing you happiness
To fill up your day
Wishing you hugs
Where ever you may

Happen to be
No matter they time
Bringing you smiles
With this happy rhyme

The Electronic Drug Addiction

Sleepless silence
In a world of noise
Everyone playing
With their favorite toys

Games go on
Till late in the night
Monitors flashing
The room’s only light

Another guild raid
Another quest done
No one is sleeping
They’re all having fun

Till in the morning
They drag ass out of bed
Limping through day
Like one of the dead

Till their back at home
In front of their game
Electronic drugs
Make them the same

No need for morphine
Heroin, cocaine
Their electronic drug
Is really the same

Winter Town

The sun beats down
On cold glass panes
Icicles line the frame

A golden crown
Over icy lanes
Yet still is stays the same

A frozen world
Seeming stopped in time
A quiet world
White sublime

And through it all
Life goes on
In silent nights
Dusk till dawn

And when the sun starts to rise
Through the chill
The snowy silence stays

Little warmth or comfort it buys
The land remains still
In sleepy white ways

Created Superstition

Superimposition
For created superstition
Family members not here
In pictures creating fear

But in the back room crated
The pictures are recreated
Feathered in with photo shop
Pictures created with crop and swap

With ghostly stories to create
Feelings of fear relate
And pictures to reinforce
Stories of a supernatural force

Useless Knowledge

The central repository
Where knowledge is stored
Where everyone goes
When they are bored

Learning new things
Obscure or of no use
Wasting their time
While being obtuse

While purpose is there
It’s largely ignored
Finding odd things
Is its own reward

And so they stay
Learning odd things
Of lizards that fly
And a frog that sings

When the day is done
The bored go home
Singing a song
Of the wondering gnome

Getting Better

Getting ahead in class
Getting ahead in life
Getting through morass
Getting ahead of strive

Making it faster
Better
Cleaner
Making it sharper
Smarter
Leaner

Learning from the good
Learning from the bad
Learning what I should
Learning makes me glad

When I’m Alone With You

Empty you out
To fill you back up
With love, passion, desire

Never a doubt
This sweet loving cup
Burning for you with hot fire

Your sweet loving ways
Keep me alive
They set me ablaze
And help me survive

With you next to me
I can do anything
I love you so very much

Wonderful to see
The love that you bring
I long for your gentle touch

My beautiful bride
Of many long years
My heart can’t hide
How time disappears

When I’m alone with you.