beware
beware, beware
don’t cross the street
without looking both ways
beware, beware
don’t walk away from Mommy
bad hats will snatch you up
beware, beware
there’s danger around every corner
there’s even danger in a home
beware, beware
you’re so young, barely a spark
one harsh word can stomp you out
beware, beware
of foolish desires that snake
around your ankles and trip you up
beware, beware
listen to me, stupid girl
i’m your mother, i know best
beware, beware
monsters under your bed
will eat the dreams out of your head
beware, beware
of all new friends and lovers
who might replace me in your heart
beware, beware
you don’t know anything, naive child
best stay in the confines of my shadow
stupid, stupid girl
why can’t you follow the rules?
i’m sorry, i love you so, you know
This world is cold and cruel
sunshine will trick you into the abyss
evil is a slippery thing
it sneaks up on you
seeps through your mind and spins you around
when you grow up you will realize
there is evil in everything
beware, beware
trust no one, love nothing
beware, beware
there’s nothing good here
Caterwaul
I'd love to make it home but my instruments just went black. All readings gone - engine failure imminent. I was dead in the water, but still breathing.
I kicked the main console and swore to the heavens. Jack was going to have my hide for this; if I ever made it back alive.
I glanced at my watch. Old analog - a gift from my father before he died - at least one thing was still working. But it was 5:53pm and counting. Sunset was closing in, and once it went dark there'd be no hope of a rescue until dawn. No one goes out on the sea after dark. No one was willing to risk it. But I'd been stupid, thought I could make it in time. Hell of a time to be wrong.
Hurrying to the emergency supply box, I threw the lid off and riffled through bandages and flares, and first aid gear, to find the dated radio at the bottom. It weighed at least a kilo. I mentally crossed everything that the damn thing would work.
Static, then a few clicks, before dying out with a bang. Something white and hot began to ooze out of the back compartment. Disgusted, I dropped the radio and wiped my hands on my shorts. I checked the time - 5:59pm. Sunset was due at 6:01pm, and it was never late.
The silence was deafening, pressing in on my ears as I strained to hear the first signs that they were coming. I could hear my own panicked heartbeat pounding against my rib-cage, ready to burst. My breath was anxious and impatient.
Then I heard it, so sudden, and closer than I had been expecting. Not more than 100 meters away at the most. That spine chilling caterwaul. Dread seeped into every crevice of my body. The fear that gripped me made me feel sick to the stomach. I felt dizzy, sweaty and weak at the knees. I wasn't ready to die.
There it was again. The moan of the dead. The souls of all sailors lost at sea. I knew they would come. It was only a matter of time. Come for me like they'd come for the others. To take me back to the sea. I checked the time.
A sudden thud against to side of my craft knocked me off balance, and I let out a small scream.
They were here.
out of sight, out of mind
he folded his soul into quarters, tucked it into a drawer overflowing with memories that burned and thoughts that hurt, and jammed it shut. out of sight, out of mind, he said to himself, knowing it'd be back in the night to get him again—just like every night before.
Gemnah Maley Bray
Absence
Hi it's me again.
I have been absent for a while now I know. It's because there's been so much stuff happening within my life. It's hard to make time to write. It's not because I don't have time actually, but because I don't make the time to write when I have it. I feel that I am letting you the follower down by not writing every so often. It makes me stressed and guilty. However I do it anyway because other things are more important right now. Stubborn I know. I'm twenty three years old. It's gotten to this point in life where I have to start finding myself, truly finding myself. To stop over exaggerating careers and start thinking what my strengths really are. Making things work to become reality, in my reality. I am bound today as much as I was years ago but with a twist. I look the part and feel the part this time. Or could this just be another phase. I suppose life's all a phase. A rush of emotion with no time to savor it and by the time you try its to late. Your life's past and nothing really changes. Nothing big anyways. I guess i'll have to go. Things need done and life needs lived. Hopefully you can leave here with a positive note. A note that could say "Change is good".
His Holy Spirit
One stormy night his Holy Spirit came to me
Offering me peace, love and tranquility
I’ve always been a believer in the presence of God
And my humble views still remain very broad
For he lives on deep within my caring heart
My faith and spirituality never the two shall part
As the morning sun rises and the evening sun sets
Wrapped in my faith, I have fewer regrets
My faith touches me in places like never before
I will lay my hand upon the church door
For his faith lives on both far and wide
It’s echoed on the shifting ocean tides
He is on the wind over the grassy plain
Whispering I shall be returning home again
it’s in the songs of the birds in the trees
He stands for freedom for both you and me
The eternal Holy Spirit does truly move me
Absent of his enduring love where would we be
It’s upon the wings of an angel I write this poem
In the love of Christ may every heart find a home
May his flame burn eternally in peace and love
With blessings from our heavenly father above
Gary Edward Allen 2017