Poetry with JD - The Trees

The forest lies in rest
Silence wafting like fog
Hiding trees and concealing logs

It sweeps over me
A sends me to reprieve
Where something happened you'll never believe

The trees whispered to me
Told of all the thing they've learned
Of time, of life, of the feeling of being burned

I just lay there, quietly
Hearing every word they spoke
Till I filled with wisdom from willow and oak

The lessons I was taught
Were teachings we had lost
Like trees lose leaves with frost

But I'll never forget them
As long as I shall live
Sharing all I have to give

There is not way to say it
In our mortal speech
But in the voice of a smooth barked beech

But what I know now
Is to always try to grow
And forget to do so

Plants your roots deep
But climb towards the sky
Up to the sun on high

Branch out far and wide
Spread your shade for others to rest
Make limbs strong for birds to nest

I give this now to you
The one who reads my words
So that you might be assured.

Poetry with JD - The Woods

In the early morning
I traverse the grove
And hear the songbirds of those I love

They each have a voice
The deep voice of brother and friend
The chide of the sister whom I'll always amend

The growl of a father
Angry and terrible, a fiery rage
not soften a dulled by time and age

The jeer of a foe
The call of battle and cry of war
Though I know not what I fight them for

a plethora of sound
And all these voices I hear in the Glade
Amidst the trees and the shade

Then the cover breaks
And I see a sunlight clearing
As my vision cleans, so does
My hearing

A voice sang out
Like a soft crescendo of light and life
Nothing like the voices of strife

So I sit down here
And listen to the song bird
And slowly it is the only to be heard

Next time I visit
You can come too
Maybe you'll find the song bird that's you

Poetry with JD - The Dark Despair

the dark despair holds me

a strangling hand clasped

tight around my throat

it squeezes all the life

from the once cheery soul

that i used to be

but how is it

that i could survive

that great and terrible pain?

with no way to ease

no method of healing

and no hope of a brighter dawn.

Poetry with JD - Plague

You plague me
The disease inside
The words of friends
No longer a guide

The infection spreads
The extremities go cold
And my mind dulls
Not as sharp, nor as bold

I feel sickened by you
By the thoughts I have
The ones you seen to fester
Terrors I could never brave

The corruption is deep
It has burned into my soul
Eating away at me
Taking is horrid toll

I'm to far gone to save
There is no cure for this
I have begun the grave
And await Death's kiss

Poetry with JD - Crumbles

The whole world falls
As everything crumbles
Leaving it to dust
Nothing but dust
That is what my future holds
The End of all things
The dying of the Light
The reign of the Darkness
The pillars that held me aloft
That held me in the air
Have burned down to nothing
And I plummeted into the Dark
Nothing hindering or stopping
The decay of my life
The rotting of happiness
As the crumbling of the Light

Poetry

So, I recently went through something that has inspired me to write a lot of poems. A lot. So I'm just gonna put them up here, okay? Okay.

New Mexico

Hey everybody! I am currently in New Mexico while I'm writing this. And Im that you're not wondering what it is I'm doing so far away from my grotto. Well, I'm going to Philmont Scout Ranch, which is about 200 miles away from Albequerque. When I say this, I tell you that I'm not going to be writing anything until the 3rd of July. See ya guys!