Fable Poems (74)

rough seaweed
washed through storms

a waited time
stilted to a crash
waves
seeking darkness
fulfilling a loneliness

a wash with whiteness
battling
rocks

Stormy weather

reaps its find
to take away
the curse

of you

MY LOVE
HOW DELICIOUS IS WINNING
OF A KISS AT LOVE'S BEGINNING,
WHEN TWO MUTUAL HEARTS ARE SIGHING
FOR THE KNOT THERE'S NO UNTYING!
YET REMEMBER, MIDST OUR WOOING,
LOVE HAS BLISS, BUT LOVE HAS RUING;
OTHER SMILES MAY MAKE YOU FICKLE,
TEARS FOR OTHER CHARMS MAY TRICKLE
LOVE HE COMES AND LOVE HE TARRIES,
JUST AS FATE OR FANCY CARRIES;
LONGEST STAYS, WHEN SOREST CHIDDEN;
LAUGHS AND FLIES, WHEN PRESSED AND BIDDEN.
BIND THE SEA TO SLUMBER STILLY,
THEN BIND IT'S ODOUR TO THE LILY,
BIND THE ASPEN NE'ER TO QUIVER,
THEN BIND LOVE TO LAST FOREVER.
LOVE'S A FIRE THAT NEEDS RENEWAL
OF FRESH BEAUTY FOR IT'S FUEL:
LOVE'S WING MOULTS WHEN CAGED & CAPTURED,
ONLY FREE, HE SOARS ENRAPTURED.
CAN YOU KEEP THE BEE FROM RANGING
OR THE RINGDOVE'S NECK FROM CHANGING?
NO! NOR FETTER'D LOVE FROM DYING
IN THE KNOT THERE'S NO UNTYING.

YOUR LANCEALOT
CHRISTOPHER

She was Dawn
Sunrise was his heart
Her love was morning, the beginning

She was Noon
Midday was hes radiant face
Hes embrace was the pinnacle of my day, all days

She was Dusk
Sunset was hes serenade
Hes bittersweet kiss was twilight, the ending

Now she is Night
Midnight was hes soft goodbye
The pale moon reaches its zenith, in the nothing of my heart.

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Voice whisper in the darkest of hours
Taking there time leaving feelings so sour,
Plotting and planning no knowing she hears it ,
Planning a way to break the free spirit,
Steps grow closer the floor a sharp crackle,
Trying to move the free spirit is shackled,
Tied down pinned down upon an altar of black,
Starring at the ceiling also crumbled and cracked,
Not sure it's be is upside down or down side right,
Or Left side down the thought brought her much fright,
feeling the glow leave from her crown,
The perfect hem stone torn from her gown,
Then the Lady of black speaks in much reverence,
Let not take pride or wealth but take the innocence,
A sharp pain then felt in her side,
The feelings of euphoria began to subside,
A feeling of horror plague her minds gate,
It's the horrible feeling of not knowing her fate,
Two sets of strong hands the voices from before,
Grasp tightly each arm and pick her from the floor,
Now remove this vail I have cast upon open eyes,
Oh mystic black arts of the wicked and wise,
Look upon me now and see as you will,
a reflection of a future that time will soon fill,
And as it was its so shall be be,
The image before her she could not believe,
It was her doing. in jealousy and wrath,
Who put her down this evil path,
To late now to atone for to much,
You cannot see or smell
nor run talk or touch,
Why and how run thru her mind,
Tell me what brings us her to this mirage of rewind,
One you were the one who shone brighter then the rest,
The brilliance of you light was seen all evil at best,
They committed there time to turning you black,
Saw a sliver of me through the temporal crack,
brought me forth through means they knew nothing of,
And finally had there all black dove,
But I knew that more than one cannot survive,
on any plane of existence two of the same soul won't thrive,
As I began to fade I agreed to turn you black in shame
In return my return to the plane whence I came,
Kidnapping him caging you were merely chores,
Falling victim to my power because it was yours,
Did you think it odd that he came so easy,
His bowing to me obeying my orders it makes you queasy.
And when he save you again it will be me this time,
You forced to watch as I commit this crime,
But enough of this now give her more,
Two more needles full of this darkness began to bore,
Deep in her skin her veins turn black as night,
The feeling of more become her new blight,
The lady in black leaves saying this,
Keep her mind active her body choose what you wish, to be continued......

What now go on here were may I be,
What feeling of lust has come over me,
My body and mind was given to one,
The yang to My yin has become undone,
This spell the rapture of know exquisite sin greater,
How could I the guardian be come the great traitor,
Deceived by this mind altering spell,
gravity of the state that I'm in,
Driving My mind into chaos again,
It's embraces caries me through the darkest of haze,
The torment of burden like being up for ten day,
The feelings I feel and images I see,
Longing for The one the I once set free,
The memories of two are ripped from my soul,
As know I'm alone trap in this black hole,
Strength from with in give me all of your might,
My strength from without has failed me tonight,
aimlessly striving without much success,
The power depleted I've become powerless,
Trapped in a whole surrounded by black,
I need bright light to see my way back,
I need a hint a glimmer of hope,
Panic sets In can't manage to cope,
I need this to end I will find out how,
To regain my willpower and put on and wear a new crown,
I must remember that man that I once was,
Regain my power and rise above,
the shroud of evil that has consumed my soul,
And fight darkness that has to regain my control,
Days trickle buy at the speed hot wax,
My insides burn like a newly forged ax,
This stretching turmoil has only two cures,
give into temptation and keep himself pure,
On that final coarse of his day when suddenly,
The sickness and pain brings him to his knees,
The battle inside has reached its peak,
The survivor of this cannot be timid or weak,
So strongly now the crave of her touch,
Even knowing when he has had to much,
When out of the dark a shall appears,
A sliver of hope a familiar voice draws near,
As the black fades this figure illuminates,
Lighting the darkness a sense of hope it creates,
As the voice called gather your strength,
The light grows brightest closing the length,
It's her the fire in his heart grows at last,
This women he treasured in his recent past,
The free spirit who taught him to fly,
Now because of him she is ready to die,
Must break free of these shackles of black,
And gather his power in in one quick attack,
Give what he can but it was never this tuff,
But he never gives in and enough is enough,
Screaming in pain he tears at his binds,
The pain echoes throughout till her ear it finds,
And then quickly to us aid she tears at the binds,
As they struggle to regain,
that moment they lost all in vain,
But as they focus on him the trap is on her,
Caught up in the moment the tables have turned,
No the Lady in black has what she needs,
When at her worst he tells her to breath,
Remember who she is and never forget,
The spirit within you must focus on again,
I'll will be your strength I'll give you hope I'll be your guardian,
......to be continued

Spirit flying free so far from the ground,
My body amidst the wreckage as caged in and around,
Admiration of others gained through the trial and tribulations ,
But my spirit adrift so far from it's station,
Drifted so far but wisdom that sought,
A tactical mind will never stay caught,
An alliance I need with one of great strength,
The one will guide through hell and great lengths,
To be my hope in this absence of right,
And be my moon in the absence of light,
Light the fires within to strengthen our resolve,
Any glimpse of doubt begins to dissolve,
No question of loyalty no fear or dismay,
The spark to my flame let's me free from this,
guarding my body as I fall from great heights,
Returning my spirit back into the the light,
Awakening now my heart filled with rage,
Then my guardian came to my cage,
opened the door freeing my mind,
We make our stand their a team for all time
Like yin and yang two become one,
This grasp of from which we run,
Temptations allure catches the eye,
Of my brave guardian from this devilish bride,
But my resolves stays strong I prepare for a fight,
But not with my guardian as it would seem,
But the rot of black sin that has takin him from me........... to be continued

On the cusp of beauty, you were born
Before this World had its modern form.

Atavar and Spirit much older than us
Existence formed from the deserts' dust.

Imprinted in time, dissolved on the wind
Generous in spirit, eye that is kind.

Giving your blood to the World's other breeds
Improving the type, producing proud steeds.

Your form is beauty, power, and grace
Down storied time your bloodlines I trace.



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The devil sets the table every day
A huge feast of the best foods you can imagine
Steak and lobster
Chicken breasts and French fries covered in cheese and bacon
Pizza with sausage, pepperoni, green olives and mushrooms
Cheese burgers and tacos
Chinese food and barbeque ribs
All of this and more
More than anyone could eat
Only
You have to use a four foot long fork
Only this utensil can be used to eat
The devil laughs at the people
He laughs at them starving in front of all the food they could ever want
In heaven the same feast is prepared every day
The same rule applies
You have to use a four foot long fork
Everyone gets plenty to eat
Because they have learned to feed each other
Just like they did when they were alive
The people in hell only helped themselves when they were alive
It would never dawn on them to feed each other
That is their curse
And that is why they are in hell

Fearless, heartless, empowered by hate,
I stand alone, in darkness delight,
a towering blight, untouchable and great,
crushing the dreams of all I forsake.

The cries that remain only fuel my disdain,
I laughed in their face as they withered in pain,
freezing their tears to expand on my reign.

One by one, they crash into my walls,
wave by wave, they perish and fall.
It was you that brought an end to it all,
searing your way through, into my hall.

Awestruck and jaded, I refused your words,
whilst my castle invaded by singing white birds,
you implore that I listen and decide afterwards.

My halls, they echoed incredible song,
her beauty, her eyes, could not resist long.
The ice walls had melted, my heart became warm,
I felt like a rainbow in the eye of a storm.

Years had gone bye, so many, so few,
the feeling of love, I once never knew,
nor the feeling of pain, until I fell for you.

Hopeless, thoughtless, destroyed by fate,
I sit alone, in relentless daylight,
an embarrassing sight, as all cheer and sing,
"The Ballad of the Lonely Ice King."

Into harsh waters and bright foreign mist,
we sailed through the fog and into abyss.
The shoreline wall, out of nowhere it came,
surviving my brethren and screaming in vain.

Washed up on shore, beneath a near distant sun.
I trek farther and farther, yet feel I never begun.
The walking, tiresome and endless it seems,
but what's atop those hills that I see,
a silhouette in the glare of the sun's awful beams?
As I walk closer, I tremble in fear,
perhaps it's a witch, a siren, demon or seer.

My fears go unfounded as I'm awed in a trance,
I can't look away from her soft graceful dance.
Naked beneath a lonely pale tree,
she looks in my eyes as she descends to me.
Her hands are so smooth and ever so fair as
she runs her fingers through my wet filthy hair.
My mind filled with hope, encumbered with glee,
I only now ask, just how this could be?
How could this have happened to me?
My head bitten off at the edge of the sea.