Mystic Jester

A mind lost in deep fog, shadows of demons tease from the darkness. You will find me at the corner table, a single candle and a glass of wine.

Saturday, October 21, 2006

Words For A Lost Friend

I wrote this a long time ago, its about losing someone very close to you be it from this mortal realm or just in your own heart.

Times have come, times have gone
Battles won, battles lost
Now we lay your head to rest
Remove your armor, lay your sword across your breast
Sleep now, sleep and rest
Knowing you have fulfilled your quest

Thursday, October 19, 2006

Eternal Struggle

I look deep within my own soul
I see demons
Demons everywhere
I arm myself and prepare to do battle
The Battle goes on and on for eternity
A slayer cries out but no one hears
No one sees his tears, or feels his pain

Demon slayer…
He thinks to himself
Can the battle be won?

What are these demons I do battle with?
Are they me or I them…?
Let down my guard…?
But what if I'm wrong, what if I was never right

The demon runs its claws into his soul
The slayer is wounded but not dead
Least not yet

Sunday, October 08, 2006

Spirit of Nature

In the mists
Cold and wet
I move the trees to rest my head
Touch the soil
Breast to breast

Wind blows across my face
Standing still
Standing Still
Not moving from this sacred place

I feel the waters all around me
Washing over me
Running through me
They cleanse my soul
Remove my fears
Icy becomes warm
So many tears

Behold your fire
Glowing bright
Restore my visions this misty night

Ask for nothing
Expect nothing more
Servant of Gaia
Champion of truth

Spirits protect me
Guide me well

Friday, October 06, 2006

Time Serene

I looked into your eyes and saw beauty
Starred into your soul and saw love
As your hands touched me
My essence changed, being was awakened
My body shook like never before

I saw pleasure in your eyes
But it was false truth
It was not joy you felt

Now only sadness remains
Strange feelings of what could have been
What might still be
Within the fire I try to cleanse
But I remain dirty

Sunday, October 01, 2006

Dark Samurai

She rode towards me in the dark night
A beautiful messenger cloaked in black
To me she gave a message of heartbreak

The message read as if it were over.
I pleaded.
It cannot be true.
But alas the messenger was my dark rider
No pleads would save me
No forgiveness or second chance

I bowed my head and waited
For we were samurai
honor bound till death
I waited in the cold till the dark rider
Decided time to once and for all leave my bed.