...Decembers End...

‎...She holds the sickle, holds the Sage...and upon Her palms the War does Rage...The blood drips down between Her fingers...the Ignorance can't help but Linger...She washes upon the Bloody Shore...the dead Skins of the Brutal Score...and they Stand up once more in Ghastly Honour...and Walk the Earth Once More...

...T'was the Night...

‎...the Angels watched in trepidation...as she wandered across the Great Star Nation...they warned her not to travel this night...they warned her that the task was not light...they watched her struggle with the old woman here...and asked her to feel the old womans fear...they said that she would have to wait...until it ...was safe to navigate...so the blister grew upon her chest...as she waited until the Time was best...

...The Burning...

‎...and the Sorrowful day came and went...and held its place like a knife in her chest...it dug in deep and black blood flowed...it came on quick winds...and burned through the air on fire arrows...They wondered why I sacrificed...they wondered why I didn't think twice...but they didn't know that I thought thrice...that the sacrifice was far more than nice...

...Maybe...

...in Her deepest Sorrow...She still brings Tomorrow...She still lays upon the cold Earth...Under blankets of leaves...and in shadows of Trees...She still watches us with Horror...She raises Her fingertips to Her worn cracked lips...and slowly Whispers...Shhhhhhhhhh

...Flow...

The Red Queen pulls down an Iron Gate...and while I stand...it rusts and waits...and while I Listen...Her winds pick up...and while I thirst...She lends Her Cup...Blessed Be...

...Evaluation...

She wanders through the Fields of Death...winds of Night...clouds of Dark...She merges with their Lining...She enfolds into their silvery breath...She Whispers to the Cold bones that lay just beneath the Earth... 

...Abandonment...

‎...She held the Baby...the Barbed Wire Boy...and he cut deep into Her chest...She then left him in Silence...and walked away crying...a habit She'd come to Detest...She wanted so Fiercely...to feed him securely...to fill him with honour and pride...But alas, he would leave Her and alternately deceive Her...no matter how hard She tried...

...Manifestation...

...She does not care who you are...or who you think you Are...She doesn't care what or you believe in...She only cares that you have a Choice to make...and you can only start There...in the Threshold of Her Darkness...Ask...Believe...Receive...

 

 

...The Calling...

The Red Queen raises the Sands that Know No Time...pulls apart structures...that were never meant to be Mine...She cast back the boards...back into the Sea...and sends out Her ship...to now Rescue me...I stand on its Bow...With my face to the Wind...then I bow to the Storm She is now setting in...

..Decisive...

...in faces...in dreams...in inbetween means...She stands in the branches of trees...Shadowing over now...what She needs to allow...and all who stand in between...She waits by the gates...of Destiny's fate...and watches now for Your face...She sees all you are...from Near and Afar...there's really no making Her wait...

...In the Balance...

...She held the Moon in the palms of Her hands...and the energy of the Mother shot from Her fingertips...Into the Stars...Into the Sky...Into the Galaxy of the Forseen...She radiated Her Light into the Most Darkest of Places...and Healed all the Ill in the Cosmos...Healed all the Dis-ease in the World...She came with red tinged fingers and plucked away the Destroyers...taking them into Her Darkness Once More...

...Winters Red Whip...

...Wrapping you up...in a Red binding ribbon...She reminds you of this...You were never forgiven...She cut through your lip...with the snap of Her whip...and cast you to the Ocean...of deep dark emotion...She left you to drown...but you got hold of Her crown...So She followed you back...till your soul turned black...

...Destiny Waits...

...She stands between...what You and I mean...and overlooks our ties...She listens intently...never forgetting...the egos and the lies...She binds us together...if we are meant for Forever...and we feel it deep inside...She speaks so softly...on Raven's wings lofty...Whispering what now must die...

...Divine Timing...

‎...Her Darkness flows...where the Dark Ones go...they would like to play Her game...But She is the Mother...and there is No Other...so don't assume you will remain...She casts a sickness on those who misuse Her power and Her grace...So wait and wonder...while She pulls you under...and reminds you of your Name...

...Her Possession...

...She came to shear...and to adhere...to my mortal, fleshy ways...She promised me nothing...that I couldn't produce...on my own with Her in my days...She turned me around...and wiped off that crown...all sweaty and laden with grime...She said now unwind...and turn back the time...whats mine is yours and whats yours is mine...

 

 

...Flesh and Blood...

...splintered, bleeding, healing flesh...She takes from me what I detest...and casts out that which holds me down...then hands to me Her Silver Crown...She places it upon my brow...and asks once more if I am ready now...I answer Her without a word...into the Labyrinth we go...

...Transient...

‎...a turning tide...a shivering hush...She stops me when...I've said too much...She motions the wind...to Blow my Mind...She stands beside...as we Re-Align...

...The Partion ~ Red Veil...

...a quiet Red hush...a gentle Red hand...brushes back the silence...sweeps Magick across the land...and extends out Her arms...invites in the souls...remembers their lives...then renders them Whole...Blessed Be...Blessed Samhain...

...Primarily...

...a poison runs deep in my veins...where shadows stand and shame remains...I though that I had seen it all...I thought that She would not forestall...She blanketed my earth in shades of Black...and brought to me a mortals heart Attack...as I sat in silent night...not yet ready to leave this fight...a fury now less calulated...move now, out of Her way...

...The Beyond...

...out of blood and bone...She has left me alone...to mull over what has been lost...She is nor near or far...and waits just ajar...in that Dark World I call my own..."Come now" She demands...and takes back my hand...to walk me back into the Night..."Your story awaits...beyond rusty portal gates...far, far away from the Light..."

...Never Within...

‎...treacherous request...expect nothing less...than a red-hilted drawn out lie...expand out your chest...and take back that breath...retract those words to a sigh...shut down the rest...lay down that test...to see if you can still fly...She'll bet you right here...that you cannot adhere...to something that resides not inside...

...Enough...

...a whipping Red lashing...a wicked Red grin...a slicing tongue slashing...deep under your skin...an enormous undoing...a vigorous sin...just a slight example...of what She will win...

...Suspension...

...Mother of the Darkness...Mother of the Light...There is NO PLACE YOU CAN HIDE...even if you take your life...She watches from the Portal...the Dark Abyss Within...Entwined around your Soul...Embedded in your Skin...

...The Beautiful Bones...

...the closer to Her gate I stand...the more I see...Her cloud white hand...extended out for me to hold...while the world turns dark...and the earth turns cold...She flashes scenes of death and haste...of time immortal...of time in waste...of time as it now stands still...of lessons, learning, and my will...of shortened fuse...of lengthened trust...of hasty words...I've said too much...of silenced tongue...and reprimand...come now take...Her parched white hand...

...Abominable...

...She hovers over me...larger than Life...She binds my hands...and takes my knife...She twirls me round, holds me out...and shakes my silly nostalgia out...She brings to me much larger Strife...more than mother, more than wife...less than woman...more than girl...She's got me where...the Dead unfurl...

...Bloody Nostalgia...

...way back then...under Her wing...where I sat...and heard Her sing...where I waited...in shadowed hours...among the dandelions...and bloody flowers...a trail of petals...raped with ease...initial planting of insecurity...who was to blame...who was to care...who cares now...there's no one there...way back in the field of Past...where no one thought...it would ever last...

...Assumption...

...Look at Her, She stands beside...where lies & truth reside...She grips the future, passes the test...Tears the Fabric, leaving you beset...don't you notice when darkness calls? Notice that it's not resolved? So if your waiting for an answer...I wouldn't take another chance here...don't push against Her reluctance...or make another blind assumption...take a look at your own reflection...and tell Her what you see...

 

 

...Eternity...

..."I'm Watching him"...I heard Her say..."I'll Be With him while your away...I'll Be With him while you are near...I'll Be With him Now Always so don't you fear...I'll Be With him when you are gone...When this Earth you no longer stand upon...When the Moon is dark or when the Moon is bright...I'm Watching him, both Day and Night"...

...Portal...

...Drifting through the deepest Night...She still refuses to restore my Sight...She makes me stop and disbelieve...She stirs and cures my insanity...She takes away the most precious things...and replaces them with black velvet wings...She guides me out over the edge...and pushes me off of the ledge...and as I fall into the black abyss...it's only the insanity that I miss...

...Journey...

...She is cutting the strands and the worn out threads...and slicing the ties that bind up my head...see them lingering...back on the wake...while we sail forward and my breath She takes...the Ferry now disappears in the Night...the Darkness so black that it hinders my Sight...

...Ferry to the Underworld...

...the fog is a swirling green-gray swatch...on the bow of Her boat She stands to watch...over my shoulder She sees them there...illusions dissolve under Her lightning hot stare...Now surrounded by Her enormous cloak...my current ideas completely revoked...She wraps her arms around my Soul...and lets me know...it's Time to Go...

...Obliteration...

...Ancient Queen has come from the mists...from the dark green sea and its foam abyss...She calls out the Storm...calls down the Rain...and washes away the numbing pain...She obliterates...then hesitates...and turns Her gaze...on those who wait...

...Grave Dancer...

...there I stand in Her darkest shadows...all my fears hung at the gallows...all Mortality comes to rest...as the Dark Queen does what She does best...She comes and takes flesh and bone away...and leaves the rest for us to stay...walking among the already dead...with a darkened X upon their heads...

...The Key and the Ring...

 ...Burning...crashing...dwindling down...Vicarious Red Queen...takes off her crown...shakes Her hair...and garnets fall...upon the floor...where I will stall...She stands before me...and holds out Her hand...and before I speak...She reprimands...She holds a sliver...of shining silver...glowing shiver...of crescent moon...While I shudder...She molds it and utters...the End is Very, VERY Soon...

...Perched...

...Her works been done...throughout the night...by dreams of dark...and candlelight...She lets me know...that She's been here...and drives the ghosts...of Guilt and Fear...driven by incessant need...of doubt and insecurity...She lashes out...and reels it back...and watches for...the next attack...

...Discourse...

‎...Her mighty wrath will propagate...those whose fate...is not meant...to wait...and Her fist will strike...their rotten lips...and split them down...and make them spit...and hope to never...come upon...the Red laced path...She walks upon...

...Prevaricate...

...my Lady in Red...is in High Demand...She slaps my face...with Her Red Hand...She pours Her blood...out over me...She asks me once more...Not to breathe...She says its Time to go Darker now...You have always known when...Now its time to know How...Time to strip down the one...with the feigned vows...and start over again...the Time is Now...

...Silence...

...She came to me...in dreams of black...She showed me why...I have turned my back...She brought back times...I did not grow...She lit up things...I had to let go...She shaded the night...She shaded the day...She asked me to be quiet...and to stay that way...

...Dark Victory...

...darkness now came & roiled under her skin...she could not stop what came from within...she could not make Herself turn back...she could not begin to stop the attack...it rolled out over her heart and soul...drowned all parts she believed made her whole...it blossomed inside her like a velvet black rose...its thorns and vines to the tips of her toes...a shudder...a whisper...a vacant sigh...were all she needed to know Light passed her by...

...Blind...

...flowing down a ruby studded hill...finding herself mixed with dust and loss...she lay there looking up at the misted night...waiting for the harsh reality of day to come again...waiting to find someone she called Herself...someone who stood in her shadow watching over her while pain stabbed into her side...while nothing at all seemed right...

...Wash...

The Red Queen has a little story to tell...although She was darkened...She still told it well...She raped all the streets...with floods of red tides...She peeled from their thoughts...well wishes in the night...She watched as they scattered...and became quite afflicted...and She screamed just in time...before the Darkness had lifted...She left bloody prints along thresholds with care...and envisions that soon he would return there...and So She waited...on the ledge slick with sweat...and watched as the Darkness produced its best yet...

...Fringe...

...the fringes of Darkness...were trying to creep back in...She almost could let them...they would most certainly win...She was no stranger...to the light going dim...to the demons and devils...that danced madly within...

...The End...

...a steady swath of river Red...a blistered pounding in Her head...a mighty wind She conjured fierce...and Her mincing words silently pierced...they danced within his head so clear...and sent him far away from here...

...EGO...

...She walked along the fields of gray...She never even looked away...She had Her subject in clearest focus...She loathed the way She went un-noticed...She cast a shadow down over him...and he never bothered her again...

..So Mote It Be...

...She waited for me by the brook...just once glance is all it took...She pushed me in and pulled me under...and all mortality went asunder...Her purpose was to make me see...to wash me out and make me Be...to bind the suffering endlessly...So sayeth She...So Mote It Be...

...River...

...a rivulet of blood...ran down my spine...as She stepped into...a dream of mine...She said "Don't waste your time on Sorrow...All of this will be gone tomorrow"...She waited for my silent reply...She watched as I began to fly...She soared with me...to the Portal of Death...and breathed back life...into my breath...

...Begun...

‎...sashaying along the Corridor...through the cobwebs...through the door...Her drops of red along the wood...of the memories of childhood...splashed upon the minds of some...where the Red Death comes from...

...The Fool...

...calm the storm within your heart...that beating place where madness starts...the bulging flesh of vessels full...with pumping blood of mortal fools...it transcends your body...now don't you fear...when you leave it...I will meet you here...

...Red Death...

...With a blaze of red...upon my head...and a stripe of death far and wide...She is coming...She is coming...The Full Moon ripe with Her Power...The Moon riding high...the clouds rushing by...cemetary stones standing aware...waiting for Her footsteps...collecting the Souls of the Dead...