Archive for March, 2013

Second Coming

Posted: March 28, 2013 in Uncategorized

I have deliberated about this for a time, and finally decided to put out a preview. No, I’m not close, but here is the beginning in rough form. I hope you all enjoy. Yes, it is very different from my poetry.

Prologue 1

It happened so fast. Kelly never saw it coming, the screeching tires and the dull thud of metal kissing. Everything came to a sudden halt, silence.
Burnt rubber permeated the air and twisted metal sat in the middle of the intersection. The heat was stifling. Kelly vaguely heard muffled voices. She struggled to open her eyes. Her vision was distorted by the blood running into them. She couldn’t bring herself to lift her arm up to wipe the blood away.
More muffled voices “…R..K..?” she couldn’t make anything out. What happened? Everything was such a fog.
As if from nowhere, the blood slowly started draining from her eyes, and her vision gradually reappeared. Things seemed clear now. She was in a wreck, a bad one. Look at all the blood!
She turned, startled. A paramedic was leaning in talking to her. He was a kind looking man, mid-thirties, dark hair, hazel eyes, clean cut. The kind of person she would definitely be attracted to.
“Hi,” she stammered, “I guess I was in a wreck. Is everyone ok?”
“Kelly.” How did this guy know her name? He put his hand on her shoulder. Suddenly she knew something wasn’t right. She never felt a touch like this. This touch was not ordinary. Was this? No, it couldn’t be. Was she dead? She hoped not. She certainly had been no angel, and would have a lot of answering to do. He doesn’t look angry, though. Maybe it’s not really him. Of course not, it can’t be. That’s not really true anyway.
“Yes, Kelly, it’s me. I’m real. No, everyone is not ok. Not right at the moment.” He never changed his expression. Keeping his hand on her shoulder and his gentle eyes fixed on hers.
“Oh my God, shit! Oh, sorry!” she caught herself immediately blushing and averted her eyes.
“It’s ok,” he laughed. “But I need to ask you a serious question, Kelly.”
Dread suddenly filled her being. “Uh, ok. Anything.” She was genuinely scared now.
“Don’t be scared.” He said reassuringly. “But I need to ask if you are ready to go with me.”
She shook her head, “You mean…?” She wasn’t ready to die. Why was he asking her? Wasn’t he supposed to decide these things? Just what the hell was going on here anyway? She must have really hit her head hard.
“Yes, that’s what I mean. I do have the ability to decide, but I want to give you the choice. I know you are good, Kelly. I know how much good you do for the people you love. Would you like to come with me, or would you like to stay?
Kelly started to cry, her mind was racing. She was completely overwhelmed. This was more than she could handle right now. But she knew she wanted to stay.
“I..I..w..would stay.” And she burst into uncontrollable sobs. The blood began running back into her eyes once again. Blackness.


Saltwater Words

Posted: March 19, 2013 in Uncategorized

Poem scrawled in the sand
Barely visible
Washed away by the pounding waves


Drawing the words forever into the sea
Erase the creation from this gentle soul

Walking alone I witness the pull
Tugging at my feet
Pulling now deep inside
A well builds
Release tears
Saltwater tracing its way toward my mouth
Down into the ocean drops fall
Following after words no more

Worthy Of Ghosts

Posted: March 17, 2013 in Uncategorized

The past haunting
As dreams float by
Loved ones pass

Unknown love so frail
So fickle

Ghosts appear not only in darkness
So frightening

Embedding in the soul

Humankind inflicting damage
Strangers self-absorbed
Take only a moment
Fleeting glance

No! Look away!

Tears fall in mere seconds – only sting
Words pain forever

Smirks, I know I saw them!
And there too!

More ghosts….

Eyes of longing
Portray a window

New ghosts constantly arriving
For which I am not worthy

Strigoi (Vampir)

Posted: March 17, 2013 in Uncategorized

I lust
I crave
Sun sets
Darkness falls

Check thy grave
No cross or stake
The crucifix I fear
Keep away the rose – blood the thorn may draw
Does the undead now rise?

Nothing is seen – no reflection or shadow

I wait to enter
Invite me in, welcome me
I shall not do so until

Now sensing my sanguinary feast is near

Lie down – give yourself to me
Your blood – your soul
My need must be fulfilled
I lust for blood – long to absorb your energy
Your pain – my pleasure
Your weakness only serves to strengthen me
Complete me

Now lay me down – I rest my head
Close now the lid
The sun may rise