Corrupted Coral

The seas will rise up
The sky will fall down
Like her pretty face,
Framed in Deceits own crown

A gigantic sea of untold depth

I dive into gray and liquid night
In the water is a colored, shining, ray
The bold coral, at the edge of sight
It looks better, brilliant, and far away

Because once close I see the shape

For what it truly was
A rotting, fallen moral
My hearts electric buzz
At this corrupted coral

I touch the coral and feel it shudder

I rend and tear at the rot
But can't find it anymore
Even a slightly undamaged spot
In the corals shattered core

And as it rolls off the ledge
Its very last bit of soul,
It calls me to follow off the edge
And I swim from its final pull

Catch Her

Her intellect and vibe
Her concrete, standing moral
Everything she tries to hide
Just beneath, like colored coral

I am here to see her

You love and lose
Life is her despair
Everything to choose
The coral needs repair

I am here to mend her

She opens up, to love once lost
And gives up her holy, broken cross
I am here, and I won't leave
Till your lies bid me to cleave
Our bond once shared, now seen as weak in stature
She will heal, don't be scared, I was always here to catch her.

Crimson Zoja

Azure eyes of Ice, contrasting dreaded flow of fire
Eyes made to entice, Mind made to inspire
Intricacies acting on reactions, like fractals in the trees, I know a being with mastery of fire rings

Energy beneath quartz skin, shining from her core
Flow and color swim, energy from every pore
Hands spinning crimson orbs, like sacred flowing forms, focus on her every move as every moves tantric physics scorn

She'll burn your body, sear your mind
With fire, ice, and energy combined
Or she'll cool your fire
Soothe your flame
Crimson Zoja is that fiery name

The Mountain

I am in a valley at the foot of a collossal mountain casting a great shadow. My surroundings are shrouded in the shadow. My goal here is to find a jewel of unparalleled value, but after feeling under every stone and boulder in the darkened valley I become discouraged. Suddenly I look up at the monolithic beast that is the mountain and decide if the jewel resides here then it must be at the top. I start climbing the mountain and realize how much bigger it is then I thought it would be. I push on and on, always with the jewel in the back of my mind, and after long years of single minded determination, reach the top. I am for once bathed in light and can see everything. I look up and see that the sun has moved on its path in the sky. I look down onto the mountain and see how radiant and beautiful what I just climbed was. I then look deep into the valley, now brilliantly glowing from the suns rays, and see that the stones I had turned over all those years ago were actually gleaming, dazzling, jewels.

Joshua Tree CA