Death
It died in the night and honestly after putting up with the beast for so long it was a relief.
Beware for monsters be here Beware it can take your soul if you are not careful.
It had killed once you could see it in its eyes when it lived, grey eyes, devoid of emotion, and when it cried you just knew they were crocodile tears.
It stalked the night time restless, not at peace, though it was slightly better than the day.
At sun it was full of rage and all battled it because you stand, stand against things of that nature, as it should be.
It's Rage would simmer bubbling to the surface at any given moment.
It hated things, the wind, the sun, rain, the cold, and it hated you most of all in its darkest of hearts.
So it died in the night and honestly it was a relief after all these long long years.
RIP
Little Jim
Red Heeler Jack Russell Cross the finest little white red specked dog in the Hills, the quickest snake killer his name going down in legend to take a black snake bite and survive to go for hours days missing and ending up on the front page of the local paper leading some protest come parade, taking on a German Shepherd three times his size to come back torn and bloody it's not the size of the dog in the fight but the size of the fight in the dog, a legend, a scrapper, a king of dogs to be remembered.
God
The names of God...
Mattered not
What you believed
Was a glimmer
Of the truth
And you love
As you hate
And you kill
Then you give
As you laugh
You cried
Your deceit
An open heart
Only lies
Forever truth
Blood flowed
While water flowed
I'm sorry
I love you
Coveted money
Sloth
Avarice
Greed
Sin
Forgive them Father
Yes you spoke the words
But did you believe
Yahweh
Jehovah
Alpha and Omega
Michael
Raphael
Jesus
For my name is legion
And we are many
Our Father in heaven
Tiger
The separation of this Tasmanian Tiger saved its life.
As long staring it cast it's eyes to the smoke dotted valley below, from so many settlers huts.
The believers thought him a killer this last of his kind marsupial wolf, searching for signs of his passing, like caliginous birds of prey.
In a forgotten time and place weidersehen was the cry to see again
Though never no more the likes of his kind again.
Old Souls
The feeling of being a million years old enveloped me as I rode the same road the same car again
And this was not a new road it was a million years old and I had traveled it before
A million times before I loved you met you in a million bus stops
I had seen before
You a million times
In a million seconds
Minutes
Hours
A million lives
That you lived a million times before.
MM