Tag: tuesday poetry

He sits skulking in the shade
the home the Winged Horse has made
in this secluded meadow
where He drowns in His sorrows
when asked why He weeps so much
“I have lost the people’s touch.
None know of My sacrifice,
when I nearly gave My life,
and so should have been My fate,
but I failed and was too late.”
with these worlds He humbly sighed
and closed His large gentle eyes
the warrior that we knew
had died that day with the few

The next poem in the series coming Feb 8. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.

Pixies of the night we be
with the rising sun we flee
mischief we live to create
wreaking havoc is so great
upon the fall of the Five
great pleasure came to our lives
such chaos and confusion
a world that fueled our passion
soon others became tricksters
pranks pulled by other mixtures
our reputation had gone
outcasts we were for so long
when peace returns to our home
mischief will be ours alone

The next poem in the series coming Feb 1. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.

amidst the Chaos of Time
long before the heaven’s chime
to help the land live and thrive
they were made; the Mighty Five
the Winged Horse and the Dragon
the Unicorn and Dolphin
and a man to bring order
to this land for their Fathers
for thousands of centuries
these immortals maintained peace
until Greed had come to be
inside of their hearts you see
they fought amongst each other
nearly killed one another

The next poem in the series coming Jan 25. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.