On the Trail - Dreaming the Darkened Maidens I
Brian Rusch
Food Service Distribution Professional, Business Systems Projects, etc. Consultant, Independent Non-fiction, fiction Writer, Poet, Artist, Trainer, Speaker Philosopher
Softest whispers as I do pass
‘Oh wandering Watcher
Your path has led you here
We wait for the One to come’
‘Are you truly the One to write it?‘
Softer whispering's
‘How will it be true written... in Blood, Fire, or sparkling Water?’
‘How will you write the twelfth verse... to Be’
_______________Maiden I_________________
The world abounds around us
In seeming calamity
Seething with injustices
From sea to polluted sea.
________________Maiden II________________
Disturbed, our Gods forsake us
We look for anything more
And find the Devil laughing
As he closes heaven’s door.
______________Maiden III_______________
What the heck did happen
How did we fall so far
Our educations left us
More ignorant than before.
_____________Maiden IV_______________
As Monied Powers skim the cream
To feed their greedy pits
Where good goes in only crap comes out
What good is there with this?
_____________Maiden V_______________
The answer must be found somewhere
Men solving man’s continuing sins
Or else we all will be shoveled down
A birthing pit... to start again.
___________Maiden VI_______________
As dreams and hopes in scenes of Peace
Shared prosperity turned to mists
Perhaps we sowed the seeds seen sowed
Seeing it through to come to this.
___________Maiden VII______________
For Man does love a tragedy
Too much laughing causes pain
And from far down all can then look up
To mount the Stars again.
___________Maiden VIII_____________
Thinking ourselves victorious
See, no animals do we be
As we rise again, from among the herds
Parading proud for all to see.
___________Maiden IX_____________
As Balance again takes our cue
Freeing Chaos to have its fun
To stun and wreck what’s fair and pure
Feeding chattel to our greedy sons.
___________Maiden X_____________
As life it winds around itself
Meeting Darkness at the end
Thinking Light is just a switch to use
Turn on, proceed again.
___________Maiden XI_____________
Oh, such fools we so surely are
Cursing so... ourselves as sinned
As human life it finally blinks out
Storied potentials forever dimmed.
__________Reply_____________
Stunned at implications
Not me!
I have nothing here to write.
Wait!
Dimmed! Not yet gone… yet
Though what can be done…
I turned around and ran.
The Antlered Man brought The Laughing Master
To the Garden planted
I made refuge in to hide...
And there we spent many days
Planning the last lines ending
Words poetic, rising for hope in the twelfth verse
Achieving something for future hope... in Will.
Abide, bride, cried, deny, fried, guide, lied, pride, ride, side, tied, wide
Or one unborn... still hidden.
Softer whispering's demanded answering's
‘How will it be True written... in Blood, Fire, or sparkling Water?’
‘How will you write the twelfth verse... to Be’
Blood spilled, there be well enough
Not even Fire stems that dark tide
But Water yes, in Life of Man
Sparkles Life to live again.
___________Maiden XII_____________
Oh born She is, to Be, hear ye special Maiden twelve
Speaking words guiding Lighted Truth
Wresting up Love, in Balanced Action's grand
Learned lessons leading wiser youth.
bdrusch?06/19/2021