The hour is late,
I find my self wanting. ..
The struggle within daunting,
My Needs, both Real and Great. ..
The claxon's wail a torment,
As seconds Mark the time. ..
Dreams of you my crime,
Your Visage, dire Lament. ..
I struggle, bound in place,
Determined, steadfast pride. ..
Ashamed, in truth I hide,
From mornings risen Grace...
Screw it. ..
If I hit snooze ONE MORE TIME. ..
I'M GOING TO BE LATE! !!
DAMN. ..
Ravyn /|\ ...
Bard, of the Order of Bards,Ovates and Druids...
There is a Door,
Set within a Wall. ..
Upon a Porch,
Facade of humble Hall. ..
Behind the Door,
Resides a Soul,
Keeper... of the Void,
Facade of rabbits Hole...
Within the Hole,
Expands One's Fate...
Wonders, glass and Stain,
Facade of treasures Gate...
Beyond the Gate,
The paths abound...
Moments wound within Miles,
Facade of Fates. .. Found. ..
There is a Door,
Upon a Fated Porch...
Knees drawn tight to Chest,
Facade of carried Torch...
A Girl...
A Key...
A Door...
...
Ravyn /|\ ...
Bard, of the Order of Bards,Ovates and Druids...
I'll pluck you up and set you right,
Square upon my knee...
Cast within your mind a tale, of wonders, tall and wee. ..
The Lady Caridwen, whose like you'll take, shall dine and drink till thirst is slake. ..
Round fire and stone we'll Dance and Sing,
Our hearts aloft o'er Faye's bright ring. ..
As Children play, tween legs at dance, hearts will float, skip and prance. ..
All will come at least to rest, afore my feet to hearken fast. ..
This tale is one where distance parts, an ancient love of fate paired hearts. ..
Dragons born on distant shores, resigned to Dreams where both may Soar. .
Aloft the pair both Soar and glide, nary a care or thought to hide. ..
Cross boundless space and time they dance,
As you did round the fire prance. ..
Their Dance cut short by clamor's din, they spied fair York with awful grin. ..
They lit up, the town with flame,
A burning shower of molten rain. ..
Once spent and sure their passions sate, they took to sky, their dreams near late. ..
On wing and prayer, cross glade And Tor,
Again to rest on separate Shore. ..
Thus ends this tale, and now you know. ..
Of Dragon love and lust and Woe...
With thirst right quenched, I bottle cork,
And know you now the truth of York. ..
Ravyn /|\ ...
Bard, of the Order of Bards,Ovates and Druids...
Where there is question, there is room to evolve..
where there is an answer, there is a spirit taking the next step...
Shall we take a walk?
Ravyn /|\ ...
Bard, of the Order of Bards,Ovates and Druids...
The God's / Goddesses walk among us, not because they can but because they must...
What are we if nothing without the other...
A Father to Son,
Mother to Daughter, hand to back, hand to hand...
Both Man and God alike fall on dark times, not when thoughts of neglect of the other strike but when we lose sight of the others presence for our own preoccupation of the Mundane.
Remember my words when you fear the dark and mundane, in the joy of a heart felt tear shed in the light of an awakened glance of me, here at your side...
Know that my chest shudders
alongside your own...
Knowing...
WE WALK AMONG YOU!!!!
Ravyn /|\ ...
Bard, of the Order of Bards,Ovates and Druids...
For anyone still holding on to the belief that ZOMBIES are not real? ..
* Conversation overheard by a second floor tenant in a South Beach Condo. .. *
Billy: [7 years old, peering thru the bathroom door from the hall]
" MOM. .. (pause)
MOM. .. ( more insistent)...
Steven [12 year old brother] is shooting ZOMBIES from the bathroom window... AGAIN! !! "
Mom: [from the kitchen making breakfast]
" STEVEN #@!%%.... STOP SHOOTING THE ZOMBIES!!!
Save the ammo for the camping trip next week! !! "
Steven: [ after muffled rants and threats towards Billy ]
" But MOM .??? "
Mom:
" NO BUTS STEVEN! !!
If I have to come in There...
I will stick your hand out the window and let them bite you!!! "
Steven: [sulking. ..]
"YES MA'AMMMM..."
[until. ..]
"Mom ??? (pause)
MOM !!! "
Mom:
" WHAT !!! "
Steven:
" Can I take Billy out to play ??? " ...
[ The look on Billy's face ???
Pricelessssss ... ]
Ravyn /|\ ...
Bard, of the Order of Bards,Ovates and Druids.
What a sight I must look, you there, lying beside me on the couch. ..
Gazing at you, thru half lidded eyes... un seeing yet knowing. ..
Drunk with a days exhaustion I cannot help myself but wonder as I reach for you yet again. ..
Dare I cup your spine within the crook of my Palm as I lift you once more, laid bare and exposed before these wanting. .. needing. .. eyes.
Will You Yield your inner secrets. .. passions. .. As my fingers search with a hunger perpetually yearning for. .. MORE?
Do you feel? Can you sense the desire coursing just beneath the calloused surface of my finger tips?
Do you take notice of the heat caused by your contact with my very Soul, as I see with my Minds eye, all that is revealed? Given? Taken? In the lightest of touches?
Admittedly, there have been others before you, and yes, as unique as each had been, I have sucumb to exaustion with each, in their turn. .. to awake with them comfortably beside me or laid open atop my slowly rising chest.
Memories of the experience slowly replaying as the previous nights efforts brought renewed vigor and interest.
Tonight however, it is You who rests beside me. ..
Stretching to take you once again within my grasp, a smile plays across my whetted lips. .. As I moisten my finger tips lightly. .. cooling them with a breath. ..
Anticipations. ..
Ooohhh, what the sighted must miss! !!
"Ode to a BOOK"...
Ravyn /|\ ...
Bard, of the Order of Bards,Ovates and Druids.
