Day of Fire

I lost my light amid the bombs

Mage cove lay torn, afire and red.

A sun prince wailed, I saw bones rot

Dark steel fangs dined on pulp of kings.

The foul Zorg rose as fake man tribes

to scourge a realm God won for truth.

Project Zorg

Maux hack deep thought; King Ni sweats blood

Rays burn a code on heart and brow.

The Nool swipe keys; Rex tongue is Mor

Iron tail fangs pound; a bomb hulk rears.

Huge dart paws fire; cone heads brim gas

The Zorg fiend snarls: “I crave man flesh!”

THE ZOID LAB

Rays guide a queen to realms of pangs
The zero witch mocks; her words bring trance.
MEM labs core Deva; iron screws grip steel
that forms a Zoid when bones are mashed.
As cryo pods numb the souls of grace
Mal shrieks and chants to rouse dead fires.
The Robo slave fumes; her one eye whirls
God's earth is racked; men serve Zoid law.

MEM: Man Eradication Machine

The Aspergerational Poet

Here is a link to my poetry video The Aspergerational Poet which promotes my poetry collection, Lyrical Musings.

https://youtu.be/y36_VnytG-8

WHEN MAGIC DESCENDS (PART 2)

In trance I hail a son of light

Woe stings my lord; the fire deer quake.

Vile, grey men seize his box long prized

to drift in time and rouse The Beast.

Zel gilds iron horns with ten sky jewels

a red beam scalds fair tribes of grace

runes blaze on hearts bound fast in coves

A wolf pack snarls; it rends the saint.

Blood spurts on fiends who melt and froth

Wan elves cast herbs; the marred box glints.

God's pure lamb soars; a fairy choir guides

the orb of dusk to weave his cross

Hymns fade wet pulp and holy scent wafts.

WHEN MAGIC DESCENDS (PART 1)

In trance I hail a son of light

Woe stings my lord; the fire deer quake.

Vile, grey men seize his box long prized

to drift in time and rouse The Beast.

Zel gilds iron horns with ten sky jewels

a red beam scalds fair tribes of grace

runes blaze on hearts bound fast in coves

A wolf pack snarls; it rends the saint.

ELDERS OF THE LIGHT

A ruby lord bows; his gilt cross whirs

to guide his realm that dwells in skies.

Mares part grey cloud; spires drift on wings

Man hails deep trance as domes kiss earth

and tribes of power choose hearts for light.

The holy sage carves a globe from pines

it pours rare salt by work of nymphs

who cure old pangs with dark, sweet grains.

A dog rose bleeds; thorns fall on palms

to aid the meek who face red storms.

THE TREE WITCH

A tree witch stalks; her eyes fire worms

her green robe whips the moon and stars.

Pale sacs bear eggs that bind to flesh

Fauns raise pink orbs; a dead prince wakes.

Mauve oil rots fiends; numb slaves breathe light

wargs howl and pounce; a blood king twists

pure souls of God who scorned his guile.

Fumes choke the sage; he falls to crones

Dark songs rend grace; and holy power drains.

HALLOWED GROUND

The man of doom is racked by tears
His dark soul rots; a grey horde prowls.
Five halos beam red to purge iron guilt
moans rip bare woods; St Aegle chants hymns.
A fire sword melts; the orc tribes kneel
and pledge to serve one king of light.
Vile forms rise pure; God tends young faith
A holy dove speaks; his grand court smiles.

GUARDIAN OF THE LIGHT

A pure queen sings to charm the moon

He bears nine stars of power and love

that robe fair Aegle in high red grace.

Her luna tree prays; a foul man barks

the lady of hope is gored by shades.

As ochre life dims brutes gnaw rent flesh

wan elves mount gems on white gold spires.

Dark holes burn fiends; the noble heart drifts

to realms of God where lambs are prized.

AN ELFIN BLESSING

As gilt runes wink in sylph tree woods

King Meda bows rapt and prays for grace.

Dead skies flash rose; fauns tune pearl harps

nine holy steeds bear elves born of light.

A cyan orb spins; it rains fair stars

that cloak pure Meda in high elf powers.

deep mystic words guide his soul to cross

the arc of bliss where God's queen gifts

her prized sun gem signed by moon love.

A GHOUL'S CURSE

The ghoul king mounts his throne of asps

And booms a curse to rend poor doves.

His troops pound steeds; their lava eyes flare

nine red manes haul wan hearts from bliss

iron binds gored bones to fangs and spikes.

As chains whip fire light weeps steel grey

a pious word soars; the wraith skulls jeer

their nails belch fumes; God's work is dross.

GARDEN OF MAGIC

A holy dart sears the nymph queen's brow

Trance wings its kiss; light gilds her womb

to bear Christ's root of grace for souls.

An angel babe soars; crowns drift in air

and seal His reign that mystic birds crave.

As magic woods twirl a cherub host plays

Three old priests bless their Lord with chants

Glass fonts brim scent; buds form high robes.

SACRED FLAME

As devils howl spells blades gore the moon

Claws seize her gems of opal and pearl.

A white tower quakes; its gold domes smash

the grand sage rots in acid blood seas.

His noble brow streams rose light and oil

horns blare on peaks where fire birds nest.

That prince of flames smites earth with love

an ochre pit roars; beasts plunge to doom.

Blue eagles fan mist on the lord's bones

A pure heart soars; grace bids death flee.

REFLECTIONS ON VERMILLION

The ruby lord prays by thrones of old

and calls their powers to rest on man.

A jet case parts; his sceptre blasts realms

his regal chest bears a vivid red rose.

It strews blood mist; the sick moon beams

she sears grey troops who stab her grace.

In rent, jade woods a holly shrub winks

As waves hurl ships that guard God's fleece.

ENCHANTER OF HEARTS

The night lord robes a dryad in trance

He sways her soul with hymns and lauds

to seek his isle where love hones crowns.

As pink stars twirl they spin lace trains

the sun priest seals vows willed by light.

But tree maids sail to realms of grief

and bathe their heads in pure gilt tears.

The fell moon glares and scorns raw pleas

to loose God's prize he ripped with guile.

His white cape melts; a green skull roars

ire stabs black waves; ten sea fiends rise

Their tails rend wood; souls plunge and rot.

THE MYSTIC TREES

A gold bat glides to realms of sylphs

He veils dark arts in gems and bliss.

The fairy maids bow; they chant his spells

fire rends God's wood; bones choke fair gifts.

A putrid haze coils; fiends jeer at pangs

as mystic trees writhe their veins gush sap.

It bathes rock fields so poppies may bloom

rose light beams hope for souls once cursed

and magic shrubs waltz to songs of love.

A DIVINE GUEST SMILES

The star maid glides to earth's high thrones

and seeks a lord when halos kiss hearts.

Her smile parts clouds as visions beam grace

the worthy king flees for mystic love calls

and bids him yield his realm of power.

That prized lamp wails; blood dyes her rays

Sun weaves gold lint to heal God's gift

A black fog shrouds the land of shame.

A HUMMINGBIRD WEDDING

As julias gild woods; pink roses strew gowns

the spiders drape paths with silver and lace.

Wings twang moist air; a magic song thrums

two svelte beaks seal their pledge of love.

God's birth star whirls; it wreathes the blest

a friar saint kneels; his cross brims gifts.

Those lofty birds hush; the holy queen chants

a dozing sun beams her rubies and jade

that grey silk groom dons robes of lords.

TO THE GLORY OF MYSTERY

God fires His thorns; an angel palm bleeds

and rains gold oil on earth's grey shores.

The pure hosts drift in robes of flesh

to rest with man when doubt chars grace.

Their mystic words kiss hearts signed by truth

the mortal mask peels as mauve gauze parts.

Love beams its gaze; a hush drapes skies

Wings hone new gems from lakes of tears.