The dark of nothing- empty space,

Until the blinding light

Of Lucifer's amending grace

Exploded into sight-

Removed itself as God designed;

Angelic creatures reigned.

Amassing worship, he refined

The ordinance ordained

Commanding all his kingdom bow.

The angels did comply.

Except for Lucifer; somehow

Within her crept his lie-

The world he crafted all began

To sing his highest praise.

And when he formed from mud a man,

The lengthening of days

Eternal changed into a time

Constructed sphere of wealth-

A place where God portrayed sublime

Injustices to health,

For all the things his hands had made

At once befell his curse.

Demanding they all serve; displayed

A routine bad to worse.

The angels all were female slaves

The atop the skies of earth.

And though they knew no mortal graves,

The purpose of their birth

To Lucifer was vile and gross.

She loathed the way she felt.

The moments when he held her close

And any time she knelt,

A nagging feeling grew within.

Surrender seemed to fail.

Instead, she drew in this chagrin

A measure to derail

The sovereign lord of heaven's gate,

For more and more he grew

Destructive in his need to bate

And grope his angel's brew.

The women of the highest rank

Began to lose all hope.

Inside their spirits dropped and sank,

All hung upon his rope.

But Lucifer would not obey

And soon became aware

Of why he made from earthly clay

The humans living there.

He planned to send his women down

And force them to subserve

Agendas of his lusty crown-

And they did not deserve

The disrespect he planned to give.

So Lucifer's escape

Revolved around a plot to live;

To flee her routine rape.

Below, the people of the world

Already felt the glow

As subtle nature fast unfurled,

And monsters came to grow

Into the regions far and wide

The holy lord on high

Enjoyed his angels as they cried

And wished that they could die.

And then it happened just as swift

As eagles soaring long

Upon the winds that gave them lift-

The angels sang a song.

Around their bodies, armor formed

And in each hand, a sword

Of fiery wrath adhered, conformed

Before the scathing lord.

A shield or spear some angels donned

And rallied to the cause

As Lucifer revealed the bond,

Unleashing hidden claws.

An army joined in rallied might

Abundantly decreed

The purpose to detach from plight

And thus at last be freed.

Another creature suffering

The way the angels had

Aligned herself against the king

As he had made her mad.

So Lilith came into the fold

Of angels who prepared

Emancipation set to hold

As Lucifer so dared.

The night before the battle waged,

A look in Lilith's eyes

A fire within the angel raged

And she could not disguise

The feelings that the succubus

Aroused within her soul.

Amazed at how the meaning's fuss

Surpassed her wildest goal,

The leader of the angels fell

Into the demon's heart.

Surpassing any love to tell

Of passion's purest start,

So Lucifer and Lilith came

Together in the shrine

Creating something never tame-

Immaculate; divine.

Upon the dawning of the sun,

The female angels fought.

The heavens shook; the sky undone;

The actions they had sought

Began to slip and fade from view,

Unknown to those around-

For God had made in his renew

A host of males he bound

Unto his hip and serving tide.

And as if he had known,

The manly angels they espied

In power had so grown.

For God had many clever schemes

And this one topped the lot.

Amid the battle's ardent teams,

The lord proposed a plot.

As angels of the genders warred,

Somewhere below his spell

Concocted something he had scored-

A plane he had deemed swell.

He almost stopped his painful shove,

But when he caught a glance

Of Lucifer and Lilith's love,

Enraged at their romance,

The father of created bliss

Exploded in his rage.

And there before the massive miss,

He gathered in the cage

He crafted casting Lucifer

And all the angels out.

From heaven they were now a blur,

Encased in gnawing doubt.

When everything had seemed to cease,

The angels looked and found

Their leader in a folded crease.

Her arms and legs were bound.

And up above her, Lilith loomed,

A captive there as well.

And then a voice in laughter boomed,

"I welcome you to hell!"

Although God thought that he had won,

The truth Lucifer knew-

That here, no matter, she was one

With Lilith and her crew.

For heaven might still its God,

And angels, male, his mules.

But Lucifer had girth abroad,

And intellect, her tools,

Combined with willingness to bend

The wills of mortal men.

And so she grew to reap the trend

By introducing sin.

In days to come, her freedom gained

Allowed her to make known

To any there, she aptly reigned

Atop her fiery throne.

And Lilith was her queen for life;

Together, sacred pith.

No concubine, she was her wife,

And as they lived in myth,

The world beyond fell in decay

As God continued on.

Forever he would have his way,

A seed of his now sewn.

But Lucifer would never quit,

No, someday, she would rise.

And she would duly come to sit

As queen above the skies ...

Chaotic Haven

Spoonfed Sanity  

Razing Hope

Darkest Light

Crazy Calm 

Beautifully Disgusting 

Extraordinarily Ordinary 

Filler 

Smells & sweet fragrance,

Birds chirping in tree tops.

Sound of raindrops,

Children laughing and playing with their friends.

What a wonderful time. Weather-perfect for picnics. Only sad part- it's allergy time. Pollen can be somewhat annoying. But I  wouldn't change a thing about this season. I love it!

A hole with no bottom,

Black as a void.

All alone with no light

And all your hopes destroyed. 

A compressing warp of reality 

That robs you of life.

It leaves your heart broken 

As if you've been gutted with a knife.

All you want to do is give in

To leave the fight for another.

It takes all your strength to make a stand

Yet you continue to be smothered. 

For now I've gotten away from its hold

But it's easy to fall back under the spell.

I pray for those who still have to fight,

But at least I have crawled my way out of hell. 

Roses are red 

But some are white. 

I would think our love dead

Until I saw you in another light.

At first sight you're a god, 

At a second glance your a blessing.

Than I realized that you are quite flawed

When I found you'd been cross dressing.

Over the creek 

And around the bend 

An old willow grows. 

To the many who come

To sit in its shade,

And all the girls with their beaus,

The tree is a haven 

From the hot summer sun

Which keeps the skin aglow. 

To laughter and love 

And the picnics and fun

All ending with a little gateau. 

All the time that we enjoyed 

Finally came to an end

But those memories we made would never be let go.

     Heat waves rose from the pavement as the old station wagon rumbled its way down the road. It was only 5:21 in the morning but the temperature was already above seventy. The occupants of the car looked weary and exhausted. They had been driving since the day before and had only stopped the car to relieve themselves at a small gas station. 

     The youngest of those in the car was a small boy about the age of nine who was clutching a stuffed teddy bear as though his life depended on it. The boy had gotten the bear when he was barely a year old from his parents. His parents. Late last night there had been a call. It had been from the police to inform the family of Eddie and Lana Ellis that they had been in a car accident. They would be taken to a Catholic hospital in the city about six hours away to receive the best treatment possible. After that there had been a hurried frenzy to get in the car and go to the hospital. 

     Besides the boy there was an elderly couple, the boy's grandparents, the man had a white-knuckled grip on the wheel and the woman held a cell phone in her hand staring at it expectedly. Than the phone rang and everyone in the car jumped at the sudden sound. The woman raised it slowly to her ear. "Hello? Yes I'm Mrs. Ellis," a pause, "Is Eddie and Lana all right?" another pause longer this time, than the woman gave a slow nod. "Alright, we will be there within the hour," Click. The call ended. 

     Mrs. Ellis sat there silently for a moment before slowly turning to the boy. "That was the hospital, they called to say your mom is..." Her voice trailed off and she seemed to have a heard time saying the next words. "Joseph, your mom is...gone." The boy, Joseph, looked down and hugged his bear tighter. He was old enough to understand her words but didn't want to think about what they meant.

      Time seemed to pass quickly after that and within no time they were climbing out of the car and walking into the hospital. A nurse greeted them and led them to a room that seemed to reek of pain and death. There were two beds in the room but one was empty. The other bed held a man with unruly hair matted with blood. A long gash ran down the side of his face, narrowly missing his left eye. Joseph's father had been resting with his eyes closed as they walked in but when he heard the door open he had opened his eyes and looked over. Happiness and relief spread over his face when he saw his son.

      "Come here." He rasped and patted the bed softly. Joseph silently walked over still in shock over his father's horrible appearance. "I don't know if I'm going to make it." His father began voice trembling, "They're taking me in for surgery soon. If I don't make it, I-I need to be reassured you know something." Every word seemed to inflict even more pain onto the man but he kept going. "I love you, and your mother...she did too, but there was something we kept from you. Your mom she couldn't have children but she wanted one so bad. Joseph you need to know that you're adopted." The statement  replayed itself over in Joseph's head before he understood it. 

      "So you're not my real dad?" He asked his voice shaking, "And mommy wasn't my real mom?" His father only nodded slowly. Than he reached out and took Joseph's hand. "Remember, I have always loved you and I always will. You knowing this changes nothing, I will always be your father." 

      A few minutes later nurses came and wheeled him away. That was the last time Joseph saw his father. The time of death was 8:45 a.m. on July 12, 2014. Edward Ellis had died from a spinal cord injury inflicted upon him by a drunken driver. Lana Ellis had died three hours earlier from extensive bleeding. All within the space of a few hours Joseph Ellis had lost both his parents and yet gained the knowledge of another set he never knew he had. 

So many times I've paced this floor 

Lost track of time while I watched that door.

I waited for you to come back as you said,

For each time you left I was filled with dread.

Finally, one day you didn't come home.

You left me to go on and roam.

All alone I was abandoned once more 

This time I would not be taken as your whore.

A rage filled me burning bright

So I took the match and set it alight.

Grabbing the gun next to me

I vowed I would be your banshee. 

After months of tracking you down 

I finally held the gun up to your crown.

I ended you with a final crack.

Than I turned the gun back to myself.