If I am going to call myself a Warrior Poet Philosopher King, then I ought to show that I do have some of that poet actually in me. So the following is some of my potentially quotable philosophical moments and some of my attempts at poetry. A few of you have probably seen a couple of these before, in one of their many versions or edits. Fair warning, a couple are a tad salacious, so avert thine eyes if need be.
If you wish to debate any of the philosophical points, then by all means speak up. As for my more prose than poetry poems, if it isn't constructive criticism, you can keep the laughter and derision to yourself.
So,...
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If you wish to debate any of the philosophical points, then by all means speak up. As for my more prose than poetry poems, if it isn't constructive criticism, you can keep the laughter and derision to yourself.
So,...
Fluttering in the Breeze
So many pass, but I am not really seen, ubiquitous to the
backdrop; blurred into the landscape of the everyday. On occasion a few will gaze upon me for but a
moment as I flutter in the breeze. It is
when I stir the hearts of a few, who look at me with pride and perhaps, a
little sorrow. A tear wells up in the
corner of their eye, but it does not fall, and a salute, not rendered but still
the suggestion of it is perceived as I flutter in the breeze.
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I Have Seen the Goddess
How blest must I be; A mere mortal Man
To have been given a glimpse
Of the most divine form of Creation
For you are not just a Woman, it is most plain to see
Behold, to all I do declare, "I have seen the Goddess!"
Your names are many, your attributes abound
Men's minds are unable to fathom
Such purity, such perfection in one whole sum
Your many personae range far and wide
The beauty you are astounds, amazes, awes
Passions aroused, emotions run rampant
You ARE the wonders of nature, its mysteries
And its secrets; simple yet vast and complex
Patroness of love, erotic dreams, lust and sensuality
Mistress of fertility, of creativity and youthful fervor
A giver of light by night and by day
The arbiter of success in the hunt, the field of fortune and romance
Make and keeper of honey, grain, fruit and flowers
Of the hearth-fire and the home
The ultimate creator through the miracle of birth
The Lover, the Mother, the Virgin, the temptress, the Healer,
How blest must I be; A mere mortal Man
To have been given a glimpse
Of the most divine form of Creation
For you are not just a Woman, it is most plain to see
Behold, to all I do declare, "I have seen the Goddess!"
Your names are many, your attributes abound
Men's minds are unable to fathom
Such purity, such perfection in one whole sum
Your many personae range far and wide
The beauty you are astounds, amazes, awes
Passions aroused, emotions run rampant
You ARE the wonders of nature, its mysteries
And its secrets; simple yet vast and complex
Patroness of love, erotic dreams, lust and sensuality
Mistress of fertility, of creativity and youthful fervor
A giver of light by night and by day
The arbiter of success in the hunt, the field of fortune and romance
Make and keeper of honey, grain, fruit and flowers
Of the hearth-fire and the home
The ultimate creator through the miracle of birth
The Lover, the Mother, the Virgin, the temptress, the Healer,
Warrior, Sage, Keeper of Lore and Law
Desire for you is the Inspiration of man
It is all that you are that sends us out to create
Create the songs, statues, plays, paintings and poems
That are all to bear witness to your luminous essence
My mind is a-reel, I am lost in a storm
I am unable to conceive of the words i so wish to speak
As words lose their meaning when you are so near
Should I die this moment or an eternity from now
I shall have a smile on my lips and a song in my heart
For I know when I open my eyes on the far side of the veil
It is you whom I shall see upon my first glimpse of Heaven
I have seen the Goddess!
Desire for you is the Inspiration of man
It is all that you are that sends us out to create
Create the songs, statues, plays, paintings and poems
That are all to bear witness to your luminous essence
My mind is a-reel, I am lost in a storm
I am unable to conceive of the words i so wish to speak
As words lose their meaning when you are so near
Should I die this moment or an eternity from now
I shall have a smile on my lips and a song in my heart
For I know when I open my eyes on the far side of the veil
It is you whom I shall see upon my first glimpse of Heaven
I have seen the Goddess!
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Reflections of a Mid-October Morn
Crisp describes the
morning
As golden waves of
sunshine splash
Through the leaves of
the trees
The tall and stoic flora who have become
artists
Painting their
canvasses of green
With brilliant hues
that call to the eye
In colors so warm they
evoke images
Of the hearth fires
burning brightly
Fires which all too
soon must burn
Both through the
night and by day
The trees they are
a-signaling
The coming of the
winter season
By soon discarding those
bright warnings signs
To create a blanket
for the earth below them
To protect her from the coming winter snows
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