Ashes

Saviors come in many packages...

The tell tale thud of certain and excruciating circular death

The air was sucked from the universe one missing breath after another

The smell of ozone and radiation intoxicated, clearing her mind

Mixed sharply with the taste of candied fear, poured from beautiful desperation

Ashes to ashes my father

Drink in the possibilities of fate

Loosen your grip on dear children

And do not temper justice out of emotional convention

She sat on the stoop, eyes closed and dreaming in harsh pastel colors

She devoured the emotional electricity of the city on the brink

A million children asking why, shut up and let me in quickly

Focus dear ones on the beauty of the still wired moment, conscious death

Ashes to ashes my father

Drink in the possibilities of fate

Loosen your grip on dear children

And do not waste precious energy in regret

As the invisible wave rolled on, feeding on primordial pain, quenching

She gathered the fear and locked it in momentary suspension and smiled

War is not real, not the way this universal speck has packaged it

She ate from the depth of the soul and its relationship to mother

Ashes to ashes my father

Drink in the possibilities of fate

Loosen your grip on dear children

Litter our hearts with a more precious understanding

With a whisper that thundered, she released her grasp and bowed her head

Sweet cacophony and unbridled epiphany filled the vacuous void

Pain shattered mid air and clattered to the clay in splendid shards of grace

And the pathetic ghosts of death danced lightly among her people, relieved

Ashes to ashes my father

Drink in the possibilities of fate

Loosen your grip on dear children

Let one be the voice of the many through telling eyes

Mother let the unrepentant tide of dysfunction starve completely

And hold me to your perfect breast until the morning has suckled wisdom

Brushing the hair of the fates, one hundred strokes with razor blade brushes

Allowing new growth and a look into the eyes of lucid understanding

Ashes to ashes my father…..

Author's Note

Amen....

Reviews

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

Do you know what it takes to shut a woman like me up? IM READING IT AGAIN!

[Crowley]

lol...I am glad you liked it. Sometimes people don't get this one at all. But I think it turned out fairly powerful.. Thanks making a fuss...I appreciate it!

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

you deserve it!

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

My dearest wordsmith....Im simply speechless!

[light and ashes]

I am fascinated by how gracefully and expertly you weave words.

[Crowley]

wow, two in one day....i feel special!!! Thank you so much!!! I will definitely come by an reciprocate shortly.