It falls and streams.
Hate gracefully breaks;
Claws into skin and wails!
Tearing skin with its nails.
Seeing their flesh’s snail;
Falls and breaks;
But ignoring the aches.
A sliver of severed skin-
Slip silently, I’ve seen-
To the soft ground,
Then amazes so astound;
And it is not found-
Till death finds its round!! …
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God’s going to cut you down (Johnnie Cash)
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
I have been listening to Neil Young and Johnnie cash tonight. Good song create powerful poetry.
I told the kids. Hate is heavy sin and make us feel no good. Leave us dead in the heart and the mind. When you are dead. What is left?
I told the preacher. I have sins. I have done most of the deadly seven sins and I never seeked peace or forgiveness. I was led by greed and I don’t believe God will forgive the men who left only marks of greed, lust and drink. I loved the road more than love. I believe men who danced on fire stones of self-need and he don’t believe in heaven or hell. Will know purgatory with loads of foolish men. The preacher thought…
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… I cry, I weep blood
Spilt on the parched earth
I am absorbed to nurture our children
I grow hope.
… I cry, I weep from gaping sores
My soul runs free from cages
I flee, the cinder tiger, the cage of law
… I cry, I weep flames
Fueled by ignorance, fanned by misunderstanding
Fires of the soul the night
… I quench the fire of hatred
Smother the fuel, the renewable resource
I open wire doors, broken by the light
I dissolve pain.
… I open, I nudge
Keys to cages that turn with words
Hold with music bridges that lead to the winds of hope
The language of power!! …
… If we caused a fire, I framed you
He’ll slip through your teeth my friend
Don’t have to take another opinion
Don’t have to break the glass inside my shell.
… Don’t have to be the cause of a failure
Though I live for second best
Made an underlined theory of changes
What to say when your grey power to all the rest.
… Listen to the sound of facet mime
Blistered by the threat of run down undermined
Your florid walls around me all the time
Eye walls penetrate the crumbling sky.
… Wet my bed for a faith healer
I had to cry but I laughed instead
No one has ever brought you to meet him
wandering eye passing through your head.
… She doesn’t know where he came from
So tired of the temperate life he lead
He’s got tonight to think about tomorrow
Saves a prayer for the thankless silhouette!! …
… Where do we go from here?
We have nothing to wear.
Since we undressed our mind
Yet feeling to us still bind.
Out of clouds’ hurt
Hindering the unity of birth!
Within hope of reunion on earth!
… Our love was from our heart
But my intellect said of plight!
If questioned this form of art
Which entangled itself in my heart!
The shelf of dust and rust
Was the fault of lust.
Within our love’s nest
That has settled like rest
Hovering overhead as best!! ... Ellie bing
… softly whispers the gentle evening breeze.
Silently the noon has crept away.
On the elm branches doves fold their silver
Wings, as monks they droop their
Heads to pray.
… Beneath the twilight lilac glow.
The angelus bell peels soft and low,
The Virgin prayer at parting day,
When friars chant their ave.
… A crescent moon behind the hill,
With inner calm I stand alone,
To breathe this holy solitude
Where peace had found a home!! …
She comes alone in solitude and goes with others.
She visits graveyards, cemeteries, morgues and funerals.
her skin is pale against her black robes.
She is beautiful, yet do not stare into her eyes.
Her eyes are like an abyss of darkness that draw you in.
She commands the cold, the kind that creeps up your skin,
The cold, the kind that chills your heart into your bones.
She commands the darkness,
The kind that clouds your still chilled heart,
Darkness that clouds the mind,
Darkness that create nightmares.
She controls pestiferous which sweeps nation like plagues.
She rides a horse, pale as she named pestilence.
Her name is DEATH,
LADY DEATH!! …