|A very artistic pic of my now lost girl cat Lexus Ton-Ton.|
A Thought At ChristmasIt's Christmas eve! I'm all alone,A Thought At Christmas by osyris
save two cats and a dog.
I take artwork off of the walls,
warmed by my gas-flamed logs.
I think of all I hold so dear
and all so far away;
and of the fact that I must work
upon this Christmas day.
It makes me sad, so all alone
while others sup with kin.
While moving gives me two abodes,
they rest empty within.
I look back on my shameful deeds;
just coal for me this year.
As others give to prove me wrong
I can't in kind, I fear.
Yet as I pause and reminisce
a happy thought unfolds,
reminding me of all my friends
and family to hold.
"Behold the count of all you miss;
for whom your thoughts implore!
How lucky is the one who has
so many to wish for!"
I have a job and family,
and friends to wish me well.
I am so blessed in all of these;
their love's a truth to tell.
So Merry Christmas, one and all!
As moving day draws neigh,
I take a break to wish you grace;
my love will never die.
Tides of DarknessGrotesque are the stars of the eveningTides of Darkness by osyris
Who come to replace courage with dread.
Unnamable things are now stirring
And some do not live just in your head!
Where tides of great darkness forms shadows;
Fade colors, and outlines, and sureness.
Where all that was once known unravels
As the high gibbous moon hides its fears.
Here will you find fresh morbid terrors
From ages remote and decayed;
Of horrors so sick and perverted
That shatters the mind and the brain!
What heavenly blasphemous figure,
A charnel-soaked visage of niter,
Alight by dark witch-flames from pyres,
Now broods over you with desire?
Hovering under the ether sky,
Churning with malice unspeakable,
Menacing wings of vaporous doom
Hauntingly fused with dreamland dew.
Loathsome profusions of ghoulish sounds
Flood forth to hollow your sanity,
With bellowing bayings of madness
Condemning your fate all too quickly.
Now creeping and crawling like chaos,
This ill of your nightmares brings shivers
That gnash at your painful delusions
Dancing StringsI revel in the waves come crashing from the seaDancing Strings by osyris
I sink into that blue sky falling down on me
Though every situation ne'er more will free
The shinning little dancers smiling for a fee
I see the revelations swirling like a bee
I need no bitter darkness for my calm to be
Nobody ever lingers for the dawn to see
The strumming of my heart strings dancing merrily
I always seem to wander in and out of time
I never count the hours when I'm lost in rhyme
In all but few occasions loneliness will chime
A moody intonation stepping into grime
I sit beside the fireside of my paradigm
I cannot stay forever, though I strive to mime
The love the seems to tarry, e'er more sublime
And prancing to the rhythm distant in its prime
|Behold the fruits of my labor! You shall not be disappointed...|
I am a writer, poet, podcaster, photographer, composer, pseudo-public speaker, satirist, motorcyclist, geek, history buff, and all around deviant. I attend U.W. Tacoma for a Communications degree and thus live in the south Puget Sound region. I am also the owner of one Curtis T. Raccoon, who you might have seen dancing atop a blue Jetta during the summer months or atop my heat at U.W.T. Monday-Thursday. I do post things here when school papers are not stacked against me.
Current Residence: Auburn, King County, Washington, USA, North America, Terra, Terran Solar System, Milky Way Galaxy
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