Author Archives: blitzken

Laws Governing Volcanoes

In future we would like to see,
Some consideration Mr. V,
We have our own lives you know,
So tell us when you’re going to blow,
It’s unacceptable bravada,
To suddenly spew ash and lava,
As if we’ve naught better to do,
Then rearrange our plans for you,
We’re impressed by your awesome power,
But before your next ashy shower,
Please provide notice if you can,
So we can change a travel plan,
Let us know if you’ll blow your top,
Hey, what’re you doing?
No, not now, STOP!

Caer Ibormeith

At the edge of this night the Great Swan dips,
Grazing my eyes with her feathery tips,
Then Caer Ibormeith unleashes her song,
It settles upon me, draws me along,
She and her Aengus from Bruigh na Boinne’s walls,
Melding their voices as night gently falls,
Stirring prophetic dreams – conciousness thins,
I shift into sleep, the magick begins.

Quoth the Rapture

He’s coming,
He’s come once before,
He’s coming,
His followers are sure,
They’re dressed and waiting at the door,
Quoth the Rapture, evermore,

He’s coming this time,
Wait and see,
This time,
It will truly be,
Not like in 1993,
Quoth the Rapture, evermore,

On Sunday,
When they’re still with us,
There’ll be excuses,
A little fuss,
They’ll go back to the abacus,
Quoth the Rapture,
Nevermore.

HELP (for my sisters)

(Take a breath, and read this slowly)

Close your eyes,
Hear your breath,
Feel your heart,
In your chest,
Count the beats,
One by one,
Now the calm,
Has begun,
Reach inside,
A girl is there,
Help her up,
Stroke her hair,
Take her hand,
Kiss her cheek,
That girl is you,
The You you seek,
Now be strong,
Just for her,
Guide her way,
And be sure,
Show her love,
Kiss her face,
All will fall,
Into place,
When she is calm,
So will you be,
That inner peace,
Will set you free,
You’ll feel warmth,
And love and care,
Let your life’s choices,
Flow from there.

STAGES

Curse these stages I’m going through,
Wonder if it’s the same for you,
Sometimes I find I question why,
Then I try to deny it’s true,

Then anger comes and I lash out,
My pain and hurt I write about,
I know in time it will subside,
Then I’ll hide and just want to pout,

I’ll muse, and my thoughts rearrange,
Looking for something I could change,
Trying to rework the equation,
Of a situation that feels strange,

I’ll work things through and with new eyes,
In time will come to realise,
That our chance has both come and passed,
It didn’t last – we’ve said goodbyes.

Dear Dominique Strauss-Kahn:

Dear Mr.Dominique Strauss-Khan:
Don’t go trying anything on,
Not sure if you’re guilty or not,
But we’ll find out when you’re on the spot,
IMF hands are dirty enough,
Without getting tangled in your sordid stuff,
Thought they were ugly as ugly as can get,
Burdening lands with unsupportable debt,
Turns out keeping bankers and business in beds,
Left a sense of power that inflated your heads,
But now you’ve time to think while sitting in jail,
Since an American judge wisely denied your bail,
The case will unfold, and we’ll soon get to see,
Since no doubt we’ll be watching on tv,
Whether the way that you think the game’s usually played,
Will get you off the hook with a hotel room maid.

For The Record

A public service message,
To set a few things straight,
To conspirators and doubters,
And haters that gotta hate,
Osama’s dead, shot in the head,
Then buried out at sea,
Barack Hussein Obama,
He was born in Hawaii,
While we’re at it let’s set straight,
Some other twisted views,
12 men do not control the world,
Nor the Vatican, nor Jews,
The lunar landing happened,
And Darwin he was right,
(though the way you nutters think,
puts that in a different light),
There often remain questions,
About how people die,
But a simple lack of answers,
Won’t make conspiracy fly,
We wonder about detail,
When the elite pass on,
Except in the case of Elvis,
Whom we know was on the john,
Reptiles are not aliens,
Though you may think it so,
I’m also pretty sure,
2012 will come and go,
Believers of this stuff,
Leave one question inane,
How is it really possible,
To live with half a brain?

Choices

Choices.
not history,
not destiny,
not good luck,
bad luck,
chemistry,
no Godly will,
no kharmic bill,
no predetermined
shoes to fill,
no cosmic game,
no star to name,
no past,
no childhood to blame,
nurture,
nature,
DNA,
along the way,
they play a role,
but they’re just pieces of the whole,
not to defend,
the path you wend,
for in the end,
it all comes down,
to choices.