Creature of the Deep

In the deep I swim
In the depths I dwell
Gray of dorsal
White of belly
Strength is in my bones
Grace in my motion

In the icy cold
In the deep blackness
I wander the expanse
Traveling where no man has been
Forever moving
Forever hunting

My teeth are razor sharp
Pure white and never dull
My sight never fails
My smell never dull
I swim out of sight
Hunting fish, seal, and shark

Humans fear me
Fish flee before me
Seals tremble at my coming
I swim alone
Across the miles
A lonely king beneath the sea

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Pale Moon

The Pale Moon first rose
Long ago when the fields were wild
It’s light shown upon wild things
When the land was feral

Only animals roamed the land
No sound of humans

Then came the natives
Wanders from distant lands
Seeking out a new home

After came the explorers
Seeking the hidden treasures
Seeking the passage west
Seeking the edge of the map

Then time marched passed
Buildings sprung up
And wars were fought
Between men, between nature

The woods gave way to industry
Men slaved away to gain food for family
The land was tamed
And homes were built

The Pale Moon still rises
Over the lands it beheld in its youth
The lands have changed
The people warred and loved

Still the people live and learn
Still the people fight and love
Still the Pale Moon rises
And remembers all that has past

Old Man

Old man, old man
With your bald head
And gray eyes
With bent back and wrinkled hands
What have you seen?
What have you done?

Did your eyes watch as Pearl Harbor burned
Did your ears hear the reports of ships lost?
Did your hands till the earth?
Did your voice call for peace?

Did you grow up during The War to End all Wars?
Did you fight in the Korean war?
Did you protest Vietnam
Did you cheer at the Olympics

Tell me, old man
What have you seen
What have you done
Have you cried at a child’s death
Cheer as they walked down the aisle

Did you marvel at men on the moon
Did you weep at the Fall of the Trade Towers
Did you celebrate the fourth with loved ones
Did you wish your wife love today?

Tell me, old man
What can you share with me
What can you teach me
What can you tell me

Old man, old man
You have lived far longer than I
Can you tell me of your journey
Can you tell me of your life

The Fallen World Lives

The world has burned
The nations have fallen
The rise of machine
Has come and gone
The wasteland now lies
Where forests once thrived

The people live
not in cities great or small
But in homes that move
Across barren fields
And dried oceans
In metal shells

Some said the end had come
Others thought hope yet lived
Many waited for their turn to come
Yet for most the world went on
Trees grew in moving cities
And rain fell as it always has

The world went on
Life adapts and grew
Machines carried humanity
Across land and sea
Keeping them safe
Keeping life alive

Yet the world went on
And life returned
Forests returned
Oceans filled
Yet creatures of today
Were fell and lethal

So life continues
Not in sprawling cities
But in rolling fortresses
The world had ended
And a new one was born

Noise

Facebook
Instagram
Twitter

Television
Internet
People

Signs on the streets
People talking
Ads in the paper

So much noise
So many messages
All around us

Where can I go
Where the silence is
Where the noise is gone

Messages
Posts
Tweets

Breaking news
Press releases
Trending fads

All around us
Constantly filling my ears
A thunder that won’t stop

All around are the messages
That people want us to hear
That people think we need to know

All the noise in the world
And I can’t hear a thing

I need the silence to think
So I can answer the questions

Three Knights

Three Knights stood before the King
Three Knights stood wearing armor
The First shone with silver polish
The Second was dull with rust
The Third battered and dented

The First was proud
And looked down on his fellow
Sharp was his blade
No stain upon helm or shield

The second was bored and cared not
Dull was his blade
Parts of his armor was hung by threads

The last was tired
Armor patched and repaired
Sword scored and scratched but still sharp

The King stood and asked
“How many battles have you fought?”
“How many have you defended?”

The First spoke, clear and smoothly:
“Many battles have I waged and won them all.
I defended any and all.
None doubt my sincerity.

Then the Second Spoke
“I have battled more than He.
Many years have I traveled.
I have fought for king and lord.

The last spoke slowly
I have not battled many
Nor have I won the fight
I have not always defended
Nor have I fought as hard as I could

Then the King said
“Take ten steps forward.”

The First moved
His armor creaked
And he walked awkwardly
Unused to the weight

The Second moved as well
But his armor screeched and groaned
As metal ground against metal
He moved stiffly as his armor protest

The Third move slowly
His armor made no noise
His steps were sure and smooth

The King sat and looked upon each

To the First He said
“A hundred thousand battles you waged
Yet you fought over things that mattered little
You fought battles that you never had to fight
You cared for how you looked and were received
Rather than what good you did
Caring only to be seen that you care
Rather than doing the work that was needed
Depart from me, for I do not know you”

To the Second He said
“Thrice as many battles have you waged
For every fight, you saw you took.
For you cares about the fight and not for the reason
You battled and fought
But never took the time to learn and grow
To care for those whom you fought
Caring only to be right.”

To the Third He said
“Long have you fought and struggled.
Often had you forgotten Me,
Seeking to win on your own strength.
Yet you have remembered Me.
Yet you have learned from your past,
Seeking to be better for me rather than yourself.
Well done, my faithful servant.

Three Knights stand in a row
One shined with light
One stood with rust covered
One scored with age