Earth

Sometimes The Moon

Folder: 
Love, Romance

Suspended in space,

All the stars in the sky,

Perfect form,

Perfect grace,

Caught up in rapture,

A celestine view,

So sure where I am...

Under the same moon as you.

Copyright 2012

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Blissful universe as seen from earth, and above.

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Untold Story

Folder: 
Nature / Folder 1

And on the
eighth day,
the entity
known as
God emerged.

The slumber
from deep within
the universe came
to pass, and beheld
unto time came
what was.

Gazing at the
galaxies,
girdled in all
creations,
mesmerized
by the blue
planet and
it's struggle
for evolution.

And in that
moment,
inspiration
wielded all
space and time,
and all
demons,
angels, stars,
and planet gods
and goddesses
came forth to
look upon
the blue
planet,
perplexed,

for never before
had they been
witness to
seppuku.

Such exquisite
beauty and
gracefulness
gifted into
life, hurling
without
regard to
uncontrolled
subjugation.

Convoluted
in cohesion
with what
they saw,
a strange
and eerie
sense of
antipodal
rapture ensued.

And balance
was sought,
as the blue
planet
floated to
it's destiny.

Time and space
went on,
and stars
and planets
remained,
and all was,
is, as it
ever shall be
to infinity
and beyond.

So mote
it be.

Copyright 2013

http://www.upworthy.com/some-strange-things-are-happening-to-astronauts-... http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seppuku

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem is about what we are doing to Mother Earth.

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Children Of The Earth

Squandered without consideration,
A heartless act of bitter vengeance at the world,
Feeling rejected, ejected from familiarity,
Contemptuous and scorned younglings,
Unarmed and void of forbearance,
Becoming a vacuum for anguish without release,
And a mirror of community neglect,
Reflection of parental confusion and malevolence,
Rancid energy bouncing out and back again,
Like a lifelong game of handball with societal ills,
Defective skills, knowing no better,
Seeking no end, with peace undefined,
Due to taking root in a life unkind,
What will grow in this wasteland?
Putrid soil of chemical waste,
Splintered shreads of nothingness,

Spitefully believed to be gods,
Dreams, falling to ash like rotted flesh,
The shells of what once sustained hope,
Lying in the cocoon of human ignorance,
And no returns of virtues past,
For the sake of reaping a fool's gold.

 

© 2013

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem is about today's youth.

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Yidhra - Part II

Folder: 
Cthulhu Mythos

Yidhra has many forms,

But none of them include worms.

To create a world-spanning whole,

Including vulturine Y'hath, Xothra;

Who sleep in the Earth

And wakes to devour.

 

A beautiful woman named Yolanda,

Her true form is unknown.

Mentioned in a few rare Mythos tomes.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A poem about the Cthulhu Mythos Deity Yidhra.

Secrets in the sand

knowing you the way I got to, helped me really appreciate the rain pouring down, & to look past the clouds.. 

I never felt one with the sand until you touched my hand.. even the fireworks weren't ever as breath-taking.. 

you to me, were like a piece of breathing earth, with eyes, & ears.. a heart.. but too many fears.. 

I can't say you have much more then me, though.. & it doesn't matter which one of us is less flawed..

 

I wish I could fly away to a paradise, somewhere i'll finally have all the closure I need... for everything..

I feel like I have to fight with myself everyday.. battle of self esteem, hopes, dreams, disappointments, needs.. 

I battle to stay awake, & I battle to fall asleep.. 

 

wherever did the peace go? whatever happened to the flow...

I got lost in the forest of my mind, trying to become free..

but more then a few of these deeply rooted trees have collapsed & fallen on top of me..

scratching at the dirt, gripping at the grass.. I can't breathe..

 

is love just as much baggage as hate..? because they both seem to feel equally heavy..

maybe inside i'm just overweight.. 

maybe that's what i've been seeing.. 

how can I work from the inside, out..? 

how can I prevent these ups & downs..? 

do you even know..? I didn't think so..

it's all up to me.

 

learn to appreciate the rain... even if it's drenching you in pain..

i'll always be your secret.. 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

2.27.13

Xastur

Folder: 
Poetry

Xastur 

 

Hear ye the Voice of the Elder Xastur,

The mournful sigh of the vortex,

The mad rushing of the Ultimate Wind

Whom I call upon Aphoom-Zhah;

Swirling darkly among the silent stars.

 

Hear ye Him howling serpent-fanged

Amid the bowels of nether earth;

He whose ceaseless roaring

Fills the timeless skies of hidden Leng.

 

His might teareth the forests

And crushed the cities,

But none shall know the hand

Or the soul that destroys.

 

Faceless and foul walked

The Elder One,

In likeness of Nyarlathotep;

His form to men unknown.

 

Hear then His Voice in the dark,

Answer His call with thine own;

Bow ye and pray at His passing,

But speak not His name aloud.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A poem about the Cthulhu Mythos deity Xastur (better known as Hastur).

Yidhra

Folder: 
Poetry

Yidhra 

 

The most Ancient Gods,

Prototypes of all the Gods,

Worshiped before humanity;

And all came from one source.

 

The source is called Mlandoth,

All Gods are manifestations of Him.

Ngyr-Khorath, the mad and monstrous thing

Whom haunts this region of space

Before the solar system was formed,

Is a local eddy of Mlandoth's Race.

 

Yidhra, who was born with the life of Earth

Intertwining with all Earthly life-forms,

Teaches reverence for Mlandoth.

Before death was born, She was born;

For untold ages there was life without death,

Life without birth, life unchanging.

But at last death came; birth came;

Life became mortal and mutable,

And thereafter fathers died,

Sons were born, and never the same.

 

The slime became the worm

And the worm the serpent,

The serpent the yeti of the mountains

And the yeti became man.

 

Only She escaped death,

Escaped birth.

But She could not escape change,

For all things will change;

The trees of the North must shed their leaves.

She learned to devour the mortal creatures;

From their seed to change Herself,

And to be as all mortal things,

Living forever without birth, without death.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A poem about the Cthulhu Mythos Goddess Yidhra.

Yig, The Deadly Snake

Folder: 
Poetry

Yig 

 

Yig went out of my head,

Wasn't I so sad?

In me male and female snake,

O Yig, please don't be awake.

 

Fastly in the taxi they put me

O let dead not have me!

But dead again I went,

This is what Nyarlathotep meant.

 

O in anger and wrath I don't want to be,

A female snake in each human you see.

So Tawil took them all out,

And dropped to the floor humans about.

 

Zombies were left on the Earth

Everything dead, everything burned.

Ghosts, robotic humans by aliens controlled,

This story was never before told...

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A vision I had.

Fall Song

Folder: 
Love

Winter comes

To ice over my heart

Gone is my sunshine

My only sunshine

Summer is past

Our prime behind

Fall is here

And I strike the earth

“What goes up

Must come down”

And “what goes around

Comes around”

But as the leaves change

And fall to the ground

Someday you’ll fall

In my arms again

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