The Great Blood Beast: Part 7

Part 7

She waited for hours,
Nothing came.
She combed the beach,
A search in vain.
Nothing could occupy her mind.

Raw emotion ate at her heart.
Fear, desire, pain, and anger,
All in equal parts.
She was torn by this... dream.
She didn't understand what...

"Child, do not fret.
No more harm will come to you."
"Oh, on that I'll bet."
"I cannot lie, you understand.
Now, patience. Answers take time."

She sat, legs crossed.
Her spirit would not quiet.
She focused on the waves,
But her mind began to riot.
She turned around only to see
The mysterious angel with golden eyes
Was gone from the scene.
Her throat tightened
And she cried on her knees.

Am I trapped here?
Why do I know this place?

This place had left a hole in her heart.
She tried to be strong,
But she fell apart.
She screamed at this world
That had taken her away
From a life with limits, with meaning.

She wanted out.
She wanted home.
She thought this was just a dream.
He had said it was more.
Now she's stuck with no open doors.
She thought...


She thought she heard footsteps.

The Great Blood Beast: Part 6

Part 6

They began to hover.

A thought strayed through her mind.

She held tighter.

Is this a test?

"Of sorts"

Her heart punched her chest.

He read my mind!

"How else are all prayers heard?

Your mind is part spirit 

And speaks clear as your tongue.

Luckily, demons are deaf to it." 

She kept silent for a moment,
Then asked, no need to think it,
"How are you flying?"
"Wings of course.
They're difficult to see,
At least in this form.
I didn't want to blind you."
But she saw them,
A translucent blue
That sparkled like the creeks below,
Back lit by the sun.

They glided for miles,
Just feet above the trees.
Still he smiles,
It never leaves.
She pondered, curious.
Where are you taking me?
His only answer:
Something you must see.


But this concerned her.
The last time he said that,
She was nearly murdered.
His eyes would not bat.
He was statuesque.
Were it not for the warmth,
The scent of cherry blooms,
The emanation of light...
"I assure you I'm alive."
She smiled.
Still reading my mind?


They approached a beach,
Landed softly,
Violet water within reach.
I know this place.
I... I know that tree.
The fear returned.
"So what's next for me?"


To her chagrin,
He just stood there,
Sporting a sly grin.


"Wait for it."

We Interrupt This Epic...

For a random poem, written on the spot.

These nights blur

No line between dream and life

And what lines were are now erased

By the way my mind will whir

Sleep wake faint

Do not sleep at all

Or the nightmares come

To my mind to taint

Vivid horrors from days past

Wake me shake me

Tear me up

Until I feel I won't last

I cannot scream cry sob

My tears fall but voice locks

As shadows mock me

Like a coming mob

I know these shadows by name

They've blurred my reason

Stuffed my mind

And brought me such shame

And these nights blur

No line between dream and life

And what lines were are now erased

By the way my mind will whir

My heart bleeds freely now

Torn open and shredded

Do You see me

Please sew me up somehow

Events crash around me

The pain and turmoil

Quadrupled by one's death

And my heart cries intensely

God, oh God of creation!

This burden weighs heavy

You promised it light

Mercy though I've brought damnation

And these nights blur

No line between dream and life

And what lines were are now erased

By the way these shadows whir

Wash my hands, oh Lord of Hosts

Of this sickness

Wash my hands

Of these vengeful ghosts

You love me so much despite these!

You take me up

You hold me close

And You wash me of this disease

And these nights, peace

No line between dream and sleep

And what sins were are now erased

By the way You bring release

The Great Blood Beast: Part 5

She felt warm.

Her mind groggy and weak.

Did she die?

Or was it that dream?

She felt strange, like new,

Yet her mind felt bleak.

What is happening?

She heard a voice.

Soft, smooth, serene.

Now wake, child.

Like a fluffed quilt.

Someone held her.

An attempted blink.

She breathed deep.

Wait, she thought,

Why do I smell blood?

This startled her.

She woke cautiously,

Lifting her eyes to see...

Whoa.

He giggled.

"Ah, you've come back."

"What do you mean?"
"Don't you know?

This is more than a dream."

Shock had settle in.

She didn't understand.

"It will soon be clear."

Her mind was frantic,

Not clear at all.

She willed to stand,

Only to fall.

He clasped her hand

And held her up.

Her legs were weak

And wobbled in her shock.

She thought a moment.

Who is this man?

He answered her,

"The name's Talon.

You know who I am."

She remembered

By his golden eyes.

The black jaguar

Was his disguise.

Her distrust eased,

Then she walked light.

"Hold tight"

"What?!"

"Grab my arms."

Then she knew,

His face confirmed.

They were gonna fly.

She grasped his neck,

Surprisingly tightly,

Waiting to feel air underfoot.

"You don't trust me?"

He giggled.

Her eyes shut,

Not daring to look.

The Great Blood Beast: Part 4

He turned around,

Crouched to one knee,

And began to work.

His hand quivered above her,

Fingertips glowing and warm.

Her body came together,

And color would soon return.

Still, she layed,

Seemingly lifeless.

Yet he knew she lived,

In a dreamless slumber

Among the waving grasses.

This is her spirit,

Bearing yet another scar.

He needed to wake her.

Then he remembered.

His kind knew not human shame,

Nor ever wished to.

But as her guardian,

He had clothed his figure.

She is so fragile, broken.

He would not cause pain

Or make her insecure.

And so he realized

Her bared skin brought hurt.

As he lifts her in one arm,

A tunic materialized,

Long and sapphire blue.

Cradling her, he smiled.

"What a lovely hue."

Now to wake her.

He gently held her head

And whispered in her ear.

"Now wake, child."

His fingers brushed 'cross her eyes,

Then touched her lips.

He pressed upon her heart.

From his hand came a spark,

And he felt her chest rise.

Good, she's back.

The Great Blood Beast: Part 3

The red beast sat,
Looking over it's prize.
And it laughed,
A menacing growl,
Smirking o'er it's meal.
Then movement caught it's eye.
Ah, what a surprise.

The jaguar was back.
Oh, that black cat.

"Why have you done this?"
He asked, teary-eyed.
"Simply the game"
"Again I ask why?!"
"For what she will do,
For what she is!
A game, vermin, a game.
It's simply the biz."
The beast smirked,
So proud of it's catch.

The jaguar stepped forward,
Then took his true form.
He was deep-skinned,
Young and flawless,
Eyes a shimm'ry gold.
A young man from God
With fire in his heart.

He stepped closer,
Eying the dragon with fury.
He withdrew his sword,
Stepped over her body,
His wings of silver light
Spreading open with a flurry
Of dark-dispelling glory.
He stood strong,
His stare unrelenting,
As an ethereal fire fell,
Filling the cave.
His favorite moment,
His favorite smell,
As the beast backed in fear,
Fear of the Almighty One.

With plasma in his eyes
And power in his voice,
He parted his lips and spoke,
His words filling the air.
"Never again harm her,
Nor taste of her blood.
Neither bring her despair,
Or place fear in her mind.
And know this,
You sick abomination,
If you ever touch her,
Or her future family,
By the Master's sword will you go,
Screaming into the abyss.
Your head shall be my battle trophy."

The beast backed further.
From it's lips came a murmur
Of foul words and screams.
It growled and hissed,
Frozen with fear of the Almighty.

"Now LEAVE!"

The beast burst from the alcove,
Screeching into the air above.
It had fled,
At least for now.
There was still much ahead.

The Great Blood Beast - Part 2

Out of nowhere,
A creature red as blood,
Sweeps past them, poised to attack.
Rust-red wings unfurled,
Teeth as if made of steel,
It turns 'round to glare back.
What she saw in it's eyes,
Those eyes of sulfur yellow,
Was thirst or blood uncurdled.

And dread hit her like a flood.

She feared greatly for the youth,
For the infants,
For her own child,
Though she's yet to concieve.
And the beast's thirst unnerved her.
Again he whispers,
"Something you must know".
And the beast reared up,
Lifted it's head, and bellowed.
The sound shook the mountains,
And the ground beneath rumbled.
She groped for her ears
And bent down in fear,
It all made her nauseous.
Snow crumbled 'round her.
She stumbled onto her side,
Looked up at the creature,
Then fell unconscious.

She felt a crushing pain,
Then only darkness.

She awakes again
Inside that dragon's den,
Feeling a sticky warmth.
She touches her belly,
Then lifts her hand,
All she saw was red.
She moaned, she teared,
A grunt of pain.
This is what she feared.

She didn't want to die,
Not in this other-world.
Could she die?
No certain answer.

She lied there, naked,
Weakly holding herself together,
Pondering so many questions.
Will she die here
Only to wake elsewhere?
As her life fades,
Would she feel that cool grass
Where her body lay?

Her breathing hollowed,
Her heart slowed.
Again she touched her belly.
It was numb.
She let her hand fall
Into the crimson pool beneath.

What's happening? Why?

She barely heard the thump,
As the beast slinked in,
Of her heart's last beat.
One final breath,
Now she saw her end.
With one last impulse,
She looked up
And saw the dragon
Brooding, drooling over her.

She slipped away.

The Great Blood Beast: An Epic Poem

Part 1 of my epic poem (which is still in progress)

Tension, such tension
Such things unknown.
It brings pain,
It brings confusion,
It will eat you alive.

Fly through a forest,
Feel a rush of pain
As teeth upon her pressed.
Bloodied has she lain.
Many hours, maybe days,
In that dragon's den.
For strength she prays,
If only to stand and face the problems ahead.

And it's gone, all of it,
Another place she awakes.
Birds flutter through canopies lit,
And grass caresses her face.
She stands to look around,
A black jaguar comes her way,
Unafraid, like a house-cat,
It sits near her a moment,
Then wanders away.
For a moment she glides,
Seeing her own body behind her back.
She follows the creature,
Past trees and rocky ground,
To a place unseen before.

A portal, water falling;
From mid-air it comes
Pouring over her head
Into a world below that's calling.
Something you must see,
The black cat whispers
As he morphs into a griffin.
Before she can blink,
On his back they glide
Past the waterfall's brink.
Something you must see,
He whispers solemnly.

Into snowy mountains,
We climb into the air,
Past pine trees and cliffs,
Then lower to the ground,
As the air he sniffs.
This is what you must see.

Storm

A dark night,

A storm awakes,

I am not afraid,

For my God is here.

Masks take flight,

And hearts awake,

I will rejoice,

For my God has won.

Don't make light

My faith, I stake

All I am and have

On the Love of God

For He is my Hope,

He is my Life,

And He is my Guidance,

I will forever follow.

Preghiera di Speranza (prayer of hope)

I hope  one day to be heard.
I hope one day I'll find,
A hope that lasts all time.
I pray that God gives me peace,
And a soul no longer in pieces.
This poem is all broken up,
As well as my thoughts.
This is my prayer of hope,
God please come soon.
I cannot wait for the day,
When blood red is the moon.
People bring down my faith and say,
"You're stupid to believe".
But I know my God took the time,
And carefully He made me.
While you think you're a mistake,
That came from goo or a monkey.
I pray that you find hope,
I pray that you find peace,
For one day this world will end,
And then where will you be?
This is my prayer of hope,
A hope for the world.

Broken Mind

This fear eats me alive,
A fear followed by strife,
Strife followed by brokenness,
And my soul's so sick of this.
What can I do? I'm trapped,
My strength is zapped.
I just can not go on.


Help me find a path home,
To Love, and loving arms,
Lacking of worldly charms.
For I'm a lost young lamb,
Searching for You, Great I Am.
And I'm afraid,
For time has dug a grave,
And farther every day I sink.
Cloudier do I think.
And I can no longer find my way.
In the dark I longingly sway.
I slave away,
Looking for the dawn of a new day,
Thinking of what to say.
Just take me away!

So It Seems

{Another poem from 9th grade.  This one's actually pretty random, I just threw it together one day}

Alone, unwanted, afraid, and lost.
Waiting, searching, hurting, maybe not.
Looking, longing, missing something.
The good, bad, things in between.
All the truths that transpose through me.
I'm an outcast to all outcasts,
I'm a lone warrior of God. . .
Or so it seems.
The truth is I'm not as alone as I appear.
I have a friend or two right there beside me.
I have God and I have angels.
I have the Truth and the Light.
I have my best friend, who is also my Knight.
When I forget these facts, I lose all hope.
When I forget, I feel I want to die.
I'll never forget what that friend did for me. . .
When he made me smile, he gave me life.
When he talked to me, I felt revived.
In my darkest times, he showed me the light.
He will always be my friend, my love, my knight.

Time for some FUN!! :)

These are a few tongue-twister haiku!!  Enjoy the tongue-tying fun!  :)

Purple paper Peregrines
Pluck pretty pigeons

From their petite promenade 

Orange orangutans order
oranges overboard
or organize overthrow

Teeny tiny tigers think
Tinkling in the
Tigris is totally fun

Freaky frolicking froggies
Flop into freezing
Fronds of flaky frozen ferns

Strife and Desire

Falling, falling, never stops.
I'm hoping, waiting, and nothing.
Failing, dieing, falling apart.
Hoping simply for something.

Pounding, echoes, never cease
Pounding my head and heart.
Praying for some sweet release,
Finding only pain and weakness.

Searching, searching, hope to find
Someone waiting for me.
Clambering for our hands to meet,
Only to be left lonely.

Weary, so weary, of it all.
My heart still pounds,
I still fall.
I'm still waiting for his hand.

Reaching, reaching to anyone.
I can no longer stand.
I'm crying, pleading.
Someone take my hand!

My heart is now embittered,
I do not want this.
So little that I want,
So much amiss.

I just want my other half
I just need some joy.
I need to hear him sing and laugh,
I long to feel him near.

Longing for that I'm promised,
For that I've prayed.
It's nothing much, please.
But alone I have stayed.

Sure, I have a friend.
He's kept me alive.
But give my strife an end,
And let me thrive.
Let me thrive.

You and the Rain

{This is another one from 9th grade.  Note: Sono Inamoramento is Italian for "I'm falling in love".  At the time it's what I felt.}

We stood on the steps before the rain,
Deciding if we should run or if we should stay.
We run.
Look at the sky at blues and grays,
Not gloomy, but beauty, like none could say.
We look.
The rain falls harder and now we're soaked,
We're both laughing, but no one joked.
We smile.
We stop for a moment to catch a break,
A look into your eyes is what I take.
Time stops.
Your eyes are like angels of silvery tones
Dancing behind a glass of sapphire stones.
I'm awestruck.
I'm breathless.
Only one moment.
I return to reality and all I see is
You're staring back at me.
I blush.
The rain has slowed down as we walk,
Never do touch, but stand close and talk.
sono innamoramento

Complexity, Simplicity

The complexity of the mind is an interesting thing,
How one person can have deja vu,
And the other only mere memories.
Is it possible that some are just gifted,
Not with superpowers or mindless yammering,
But with the ability to do and be more,
More than what we believe possible?
Is it possible that God creates people,
Extraordinary people with minds that see the soul,
With minds that are able to see the invisible?
Do we only say that the invisible doesn't exist,
Only because we are afraid?
Are we afraid of reality, of Heaven and Hell?
Of course we are, it's human nature,
Not the nature instilled by God,
But the fear we create ourselves.
When people say there is no God but them,
We believe because we don't want to face our sins.
Really I can say the simple truth is this:
An evil darkness is encroaching,
And we're blind to every bit of it.
Open your eyes and not be blinded by lies,
And maybe you'll see what I see.
Maybe you'll see the truth behind the veil,
The simple truth of God and the Devil,
Angels and demons, Heaven and Hell.
I know I'm supposed to be politically correct.
I know I'm supposed to sugar-coat this message.
I know that I'm supposed to lie to you,
But I can not do what I'm "supposed" to do.
So I'm here to tell you the truth:
You are on this earth not to follow the PC laws,
But to do all you were created to do and be.
You are more than anyone can understand or see.

Thank You

{This is a poem from 9th grade.  A poem of gratitude to a, then, dear friend.}

When I first came here, it seemed no one cared.
I was alone and unwanted, until you came near.
The first few days, so unwell I fared,
Until you said, "Hello, may I sit here?"

Few friends I had, and most I lost,
And life seemed so lifeless without you.
With those five words, life was worth the cost.
And when it came to friends, I was richer with few.

And so I wish I could only get the guts
To confess what I was trying to do,
To say with no if's, and's, or but's,
That, with all my heart, I thank you!