It comes for me in the distance
The last march
The last walk through these woods
For a man gone
A ghost walking
Into the grave
Into the never
Again
And again
I hear the horn
They come for me
The broken
The faceless
They walk in unison
Soon I must fall in line
To join their ranks
Of the damned
Of the lost
Of the lonely
A gray curtain rises
Cloud on my horizon
Blanket of gray
It hangs upon me
On this day
And the horns are in the distance
And they soon come for me.
Category: Poem of the Week
It all fell apart
It all fell apart
The master plan
Not so clever now are you
Running
Dodging
Pushing
Your limits
Pushing your luck
And now you’ve fallen apart
The dreams
The visions
The hopes
The goodtimes
You gambled
And for what
For what?
Pieces that no longer fit
Of a man who no longer is
Fragile before
Only useless now
And fallen apart
The dream
The goals
The life you’d live
Fallen apart
Wasteland
Searching the wasteland
For a sign
For her
For that last little part of yourself
That is gone
Forever now
It seems so long ago
You are the wasteland my friend
You created this
You gave this apocalypse
To yourself
You gave yourself this ghost
This specter
Who you conjured up
You gave him the knife
Cut your losses
Cut yourself down
Again and again
For you have made this
This charred place
Horrible charred earth
This wasteland
You have put yourself here
In this grave of a life
CUTUP # 2
little face
Little face
From behind the window
I see a little face
For an instant
Then she’s gone
Her journey is young
So is the heart
Traveling this frozen wasteland
Demons wait in snow
Monsters up the road ahead
The reality of life
Stay safe little traveler
For you’re only at the beginning
This is only the start
This cold morning
At the beginning of your life
Winter Sun
Never again go east
Never again go east
There’s fire up in those mountains
And memories that burn
There’s smoke in those hills
So hard to see forward from back
So…
Never again take that route
That trail
Never again touch that earth
From those days
And those nights
Never again turn back
Or look into that face
For you may lose yourself behind it
Down by the Times
Take your long walk
Down by the times
Down
Lost again
Tomorrow the highway
Always forward
Always look forward
You son of a bitch
And by you I mean me
Always suffering
Always conjuring
And down by the times
Haunting the same places
Occupy those same spaces
From then
Only now
The light isn’t as brilliant
The possibility not as grand
And I’m down
Lost again
Down by the times
And the ghost of you
Push Forward
Push Forward
Past this scorched earth
Past these outstretched hands
Trying to drag you down
Forward
No other way
Push
Move past
Watch closely
For under that halo
Are the horns
Watch the road ahead
But don’t look back
Never look back
Keep pushing
Keep moving
Past this
These times
This hurt
The scars will travel with you
But you can outrun the pain
If you move now
And you push
Forward
Move
Forward
Thunderhead on the Horizon
Thunderhead on the horizon
Man coming down
All his might
The mighty
Relics will rock
Foundations will shake
Skydancer fill that night
Streak
Fly
Fast
With thunder
A mighty thunder
For this is the time
We are past civility
We are passed the past
We are beyond the days and nights of others
For now
This is our time
Drums roll
Man dances on destiny
Thunder comes down from the mountain
And Thunderhead is on the horizon
Think with his might
Dark rolling with power
And we hear his call