When my eyes caught sight

And I sensed the fire

The volcanic emit

Of euphoric desire

The passionate heart

With compassionate goals

A beautiful mind

And infinite soul

The golden piece

That clicked in place

And blasted consciousness

Out into space

Infused in electric

A flame would ignite

Fortuitous, chemical

Set me alight.

What enrages my spirit

Takes a different form

It's a horror story

A violent storm

They scream in terror

And writhe in pain

They're slaughtered and shot

For food and for games

No living creature

Should have to contend

With torture and fear

Dark sinister ends

Forever I'll shout

As my love extends

To our beautiful animals

Our voiceless friends.

My passion is life

Exploring the shores

The universe, words

The Beatles, The Doors

Kindness, music

The Sun that shines

Photography, books

Candles and wine

Poems, mischief

Whistling tunes

Titan is my

Favourite moon

I fell in love

With the sky at night

As soon as when

My eyes caught sight.

Words

Sewn delicately together with ink and pen

Form sentences that set a mood

Whether the words are of truth or fantasy matters not

As long as it speaks to you

Words

Are a magic wand

Transporting our minds and thoughts

Weaving images only the reader can see

A beautiful and unique experience made just for me

Words

Are simple yet powerful

They can teach us new things

Make us happy

And guide us on our life's journey

But Words

Are also dangerous things

They can spread untruths like a plague

Spreading hate

Sparking violence

But the Words

That I write on a page

And put here on display

For all of your eyes to view

I hope that they speaks to you

The sun rises,

And it begins,

The rays creep along the ground,

Forcing the cold to warm up,

The dew sweats from the blades,

Reflecting the emerald hue.

The trek is long,

With the end always over the horizon,

I place steps in front of each other,

Continuing the chase.

I chance upon a clue,

A little letter left on the path,

Hinting towards the direction,

In which I should pursue,

The warm, earthy scent of my prey,

Fills my nostrils as the wind blows,

Straying from the path,

My stride becomes determined,

The trail gets hotter and hotter,

The clues become ever closer together,

As my prey feels my pursuit,

In the deepest part of it's soul,

It begins to tire and slow,

While I get ever stronger.

My prey lays upon the ground,

Panting heavily and worn,

From it's attempted escape,

I stand over it and lunge,

Forcing my weapon down into it's chest,

Diving deep into the heart,

Stopping the fear and panic,

The darkness sets in.

I awake in the dark,

Slumped over my desk,

A notepad covered in furious scribble,

An empty pen stuck between pages,

My work is complete,

Another piece written and revised.

I am the werewolf of writers,

Knowing my change in pursuit,

The adrenaline of the hunt still high.

I grab a new pad and a full pen,

Cleaning the desktop from my previous kill,

The chase begins again,

In the still of the early morning,

I steel my gaze and ready my inked fangs,

A new scent directs me to my prey,

The sun rises.

It calls me,

This poor soul.

In need of my legs to lay down a Scat cooler than the evening rain.

I don't know what they say,

I don't what to play today,

But I know if I don't get it on

The blood will spray faster than my

Feet,

Breezing across the cold steel and Thin plastic seal.

THIS is what I was meant to do!

I AM THE CAPTAIN

D to be exact,

And if you think you can touch me

Well you haven't got a clue ya see?

To glide over notes like ice water That flows through my veins.

I'll show you the true meaning of

"You've got to play the game"

Zip zop doo bop

Pew pop pow

Diddle dee doo

Whip whop WOW

Watch me go to work now and if You look hard, you'll see just how My heart beats to the rhythm of The sea of of crashing waves.

An entire ocean of fiery souls

Waiting for me to set sail once Again.

I must have seen a thousand feet

Blowing all around me.

Years of funk and sweat sit in Silence at my heels, waiting to set The night ablaze with my heat.

Each time the sun rises to set a fire In my belly, the running rose,

It calls me to the stage