Dragon
Dragon.
Cold blooded, heartless.
The heat of his fiery blaze stifling every breath.
You befriend, you trust.
The sly dragon knows the truth.
The flying serpent; sharp, venomous tongue.
You wait, you love, you listen.
Fearless protectors?
Symbols of good fortune?
Vain. Ugly.
You feed the serpent, wanting more.
Find yourself weak and wasted.
Always there when you don’t want it.
Always gone when you do.
Serpents with wings; stealthy and vicious.
You trust; you wait; you hurt.
Dragon.
What becomes of your prey?
Feeble hearts, fearful.
Dragon.
What becomes of your prey?
Vengeful souls, death.
Disembodied
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My heart mourns for the soulless
The one’s without a story to tell
Every breath of wind, every memory
gone.
Fate sealed with a kiss; gripping and chilling
Right down to the core.
Empty shells
The gift of mortality; the curse.
Damnation or blessing in disguise?
My heart mourns for the bodiless.
Feeble and weak.
Faint apparitions on the black night sky.
Ghostly; pale.
Existence meaningless and lingering
Immortal souls doomed to walk the earth forever
Minds corrupt and blank.
No truth; no logic.
My heart mourns for the heartless.
Vain and cantankerous; spiteful and vicious.
No happiness or love.
Blind to its powers.
Hatred and deceit looms overhead.
A disembodied figure unrecognizable
Even in death.
Reflections
​
I thought I saw her reflection
in a mirror once.
Or was it just a trick of the
light?The others claim to have seen her
but how could they?
When they stand
frozen
eyes glazed and clouded by their own
sense of self.The more they stare;
the less they know,
as they wait to be
Reunited
with who they once knew
or who
they never found.But now, I have learned better.
And I walk
the jagged roads of life
feet dripping with the thick crimson goo,
with my face pointed upward
the sky my boundless haven.
Doomsday
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I
Heads cocked back and necks craned
start a ripple effect.
As the streets crowd, people,
all with the same haunting look.
Fear.
If only eyes were like telespcopes,
able to pierce through the daunting layers.
Troposphere…Stratosphere…Mesosphere…Thermosphere…Exosphere…
However, that may only serve more panic to ensue
as the massive balls of gas and rock
align from 1 to 9.
Yes…back then, there were 9.​
II
“We will be thrown into the
abyss of darkness!”
As the clock stuck 12,
our Thinking Machines will blow
into a frenzied confusion.
Catastrophic meltdown.
Are you ready to party?​
III
The Dark Cloud returns.
We survive one
and another is at our doorstep.
An Expiration Date.
A Stamp.
A Brand.
Sewn on the back of Human necks.
They say, life is a numbers game.
And apparently…so is Death.​
IV
With eyes endlessly up
people bump into walls.
The shadow in the alley is always
…hovering…
where you can barely see it out of the corner
of your eye,
then it’s gone.
Chins glued to shoulders…looking–
Always looking. Forever looking.
Doomed to look
Second ice age? Tidal wave? Spontaneous combustion?
Its all a mystery. A silly rumor,
until…
Doomsday comes again.
Willie Neal Poole
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The Voice that called her was Loud–Strong
A voice of Kindness, Power, and Authority.Her daughters danced around her feet
As they teased their younger brother
and he suffered from being
The Only Son.She smiles.
But then, she hears the Voice again.
Wanting to Obey.
Wanting to stay.As times passes, the Voice grows louder,
while assuring her that everything would be fine.“I know they’ll survive without me,”
she thought.
“I’m going home.”And with that she stretched her arms wide,
took in a deep breath and
Let Go.
Her body falling elegantly upward as
she jumps
and is caught up in the Holy arms of
her Master.
Our Swing in the Park
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The smell in the air is familiar.
A place of my childhood.
Thick with sweat, metal, and dirt.
The creaking of the chains almost melodic; hypnotic.The breeze caresses my face and tousles my hair
as his hands push against the small of my back
sending me swinging like the pendulum of a clock.Each time I return I feel his warm breath on my ear.
He whispers a letter–K…I…S…S…
The pendulum stops.
I swallow the irritating itch in my throat and look up
into those green eyes, just as I imagined.He leans into me; instinctively I close my eyes.
And I couldn’t imagine a better place to be.
Eternity
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I want to be in your arms forever,
To feel the heat of your breath on my face
when you kiss me...
To feel the strength of your body
when you hold me close to you...
The sweet taste of your lips is addictive.
The look in your gorgeous green eyes is captivating.
My heart flutters wildly when you’re near me
and I yearn for you when you’re away.
In your arms I feel safe, beautiful, and loved.
The lyrical sound of your voice is intoxicating.
I could wrap myself up in the warmth of your sweet scent
and never want to leave.
You make me feel special.
Special and invincible.
I think to myself; questioning whether or not this is love.
Even when I feel discouraged and ugly
you tell me that I’m beautiful.
I want you to be in my life forever.
I always want to feel that embrace and the love you show me.
I want you to feel the love that I feel for you.
The happiness that swells inside of me when you touch me.
My skin tingles under your hand
and I tremble; foolish and embarrassing.
The butterflies in my stomach swarm when I think of our first kiss.
A swing in the park; you whisper in my ear asking my hearts desire.
Childishly I evade my answer; attempting to make this moment last forever.
Me in your arms; your breath on my cheek.
The perfect fairytale.
Your lips meet mine; my tongue, your tongue.
Enraptured in the sweet taste of your mouth; your eyes sparkling with curiosity.
Oh to taste that sweet taste again.
To be wrapped tightly in your arms; the heat of your body, the beat of your heart.
I never had the pleasure of having you fully.
You were never mine to hold.
I never had the chance to call you my love but I didn’t care.
I love looking at you.
You’re beautiful to me and you’ll always be.
My love and desire for you is eternal.
You will forever be in my heart.
They Asked Me Why I Lift My Hands
They asked me why I lift my hands
This simple question makes me pause
It's an action so automatic that even the most devout Christian forgets why they do
They asked me why I lift my hands
As if there were some other alternative
To lifting my hands to the God who gave my life meaning and purpose
They asked me why I lift my hands
Perhaps they can see the weight pressing down on my shoulders
The enemy's claws tearing at the very core of my soul
The ink of the dark hallways overshadowing the eternal light from Gods door
They asked me why I lift my hands
When the whole worlds coming down around me
And my body is still ravaged with disease
They asked me why I lift my hands
As if a Christians life is suppose to be perfect
The days we forget to include God just as important as the days we remember
They asked me why I lift my hands
When our minds create so many reasons
To put them down and slowly walk away
Again I pause
A simple question at first
But one that's sent my mind reeling
Searching for the correct Christian cliche just to please them
They asked me why I lift my hands
Only this time I answer
The hands that are lifted are not
Perfect, holy hands
But the hands of someone
Bloodied and bruised
These hands attached to the body that has been abandoned
The mind that has been confused
The heart that has been broken and mended more times
Than its comfortable to count
They asked me why I lift my hands
And it's because no matter how many times I fall
He's there
Be it a whisper or a roar
I'm never alone
Despite how hard the enemy tries to get me to fear
The faithfulness of God sends the weights
Rolling off my back
And for a moment
I can breathe
So I'll take that moment to give honor where honor is due
I lift my hands to my king
He breaks every link of my chains
So when they asked me why I lift my hands
I finally realize that when you truly have God
There's no need to ask why
When Stars Go Out
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I never expected the Sun to dim
Yet everything seems... dull
I can’t see for the clouds in front of my eyes.
The weight that hangs on my heart.
The pressure your emptiness brings.
It was sudden.
Unexpected.
Nearly impossible to comprehend
that the Sun would never shine as brightly as it once did.
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I never expected the Sun to blacken
Cascading a blanket of pain so thick
it could be felt even in dreams.
I thought death was a façade;
A tragic flaw in life’s design that
would never befall anyone I held close
But I was wrong.
That was the foolish prayer of a child.
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I never expected the Sun to rise
over a world without you in it.
A river flows deep
through the corners of my soul--
but I can’t stay here.
Though your light will never leave me,
I have to expel the dark;
to live the best I can for you who’s no longer able.
I can barely drag my feet
Trying to escape the pain.
Oh, what do I do
To find shelter from this rain?
The worries of this life
Are getting too much to bear.
My choices of existence
nicknamed distress and despair
I work and I work
Trying to save up some green.
But what's the point?
What's it all really mean?
I picked up this bottle
Maybe it'll help a bit
Nope, no chance
my therapist tells me to quit.
So maybe the answer is
in money or sex
Women and men
Spellbinders who hex
It fills the void for just a blink
Yet still, it grows bigger
Through the drinks and the drugs
I find time to think
The vision of a man
comes in to view
Though I'm almost too faded
To see anything through
But I hear him, he speaks
telling me about a great plan
There's a man named Jesus
Also called the son of man
He'll love and shelter
Covering with grace
And then when we die
he'll take us to a magnificent place
Jesus died on the cross
For your sins and mine
God sent him here for us
And he paid the ultimate fine
His sacrifice cleanses us, yes
But the story doesn't stop there
He wants a relationship with us
Oh, this I swear
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So many stayed clouded
With the thought they are perfect
But it was the blood of our savior
That makes any of us worth it.
God isn't blessed to have you
You're blessed to have Him
He didn't have to save us
From our evil and sin
And then I heard a word
That rose like leaven
It was the Lord speaking
Not everyone who says to me Lord Lord shall enter the kingdom of heaven
But God what does that mean?
Surely the gates are open for all.
He said to me, listen and teach
Many are missing their call.
So this is my prayer
For everyone who thinks they believe
Deception has crept into your Christianity
The serpent, wiggles and weaves
You CANNOT truly please God
Without a truly surrendered life
He gave yours to you
Giving him yours doesn't even suffice
God knows we are human
Mistakes are in our nature
So giving Him EVERYTHING?
Proves that it's He who's our pleasure
Our hearts and our minds and our bodies
All his
If we do what we want
Heavens not our home, hell is
So I hope you too see
the truth beyond the lies
Christianity isn't easy
Because to live, you must die
Die to yourself
What you want isn't important
Put your trust in Gods kingdom
And your eternity is certain.
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My final plea dear lost ones
Do not believe the hype
God doesn't want a cheap prayer
He wants your love through the evidence of your life
When you stand before our King
May your hands be lifted high
May you praise the day with great joy
That you finally allowed yourself to die.
He asked me did I want to know Jesus
Who seems like a really cool dude
So I said yes and we prayed
the void finally full
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But then we went our separate ways
And now I know there's a part I missed
But let's not jump ahead of the story
Or the moral may be dissed
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I went back to life
Doing the same old thing
Thinking I was invincible
because I had a secret king
I had a golden ticket
As soon as the prayer left my lips
I could do what I want now.
Though something inside me rips
I ignore the gnawing feeling
That something inside is wrong
Once saved, always saved right?
Soon I'd be singing heavens song
The Lord knows my heart
What I say or do doesn't matter
Some preach the gospel, some don't
So I think I'll take the latter
Some say to read the bible
But who has time for reading?
My world is way too busy
Surely, it's ok to miss one prayer meeting
But still, there's never peace
And day by day the emptier I feel
I thought I loved Jesus,
But I realized I was treating him as though he wasn't really real
The doubt in my heart grew stronger every day
Until I learned the truth
Salvation isn't possible without sacrifice
And now, here's my proof