Thundering Age

We are in the age of thunder!

Hamstruck in Beal

None the luck -

Hand to foot

Mouth to hand.

It is the stars

Calling out in their motions;

Navigating the universe

In orderly fashion.

We are in the age of thunder;

Clap! In the storm raging – ‘round

Wait for the momentary blurring white flash

Take away this darkness.

Reveal all the heavens.

Seraphim and Cherubim;

Fae – Otherkin

God’s administrative assistants.

Hamstruck in Beal.

Mead drunk in toast.

Colors – indigo, white.

They are here…

K.J.K – 09-21-08

The Indigo Tide

There is no written record.

            When it happened is a mystery.

Perhaps the stars aliened.

            Perhaps they reached a critical mass.

Before returning.

            Shattering in to thousands, perhaps, millions of pieces.

Birthed to this Tara.

            To carry out the future.

They know not of.

Until they dream…

K.J.K. 04-17-08

Intaglio

Strum, guitar.

Play a tune.

Let it drift in and out of real time.

Tempo up beat.

Think of a pretty girl.

The way her hair moved.

Aura of motion.

Sunlit spring day.

Gentle breeze.

No one else around for miles and miles.

Smiles and kisses.

Etched upon the halls of memory.

K.J.K.  04-17-08

What Is To Be

Blue Angel sings once again.

She dances through the darkness of night.

Lights up this place of dreams.

For this is the moment we have all waited for.

Like Cubs fans waiting for the 'Series.

It's time to dance with an Angel.

Not to music.

But to life.

That - which is still to come.

For the new prophesy is ready to be inked.

Sealed in wax that is our lives.

Committed to memory.

Verbal then written.

Law to legend.

Legend to myth.

Then pass in to the twilight.

When the next one.

Arrives.

K.J.K. 04-17-08

?.?.!

Tracks

Da, da, dum.

Da, da, dum.

Thump, thump.

Da, da, dum.

Da, da, dum.

Thump, thump.

Da, da, dum.

Da, da, dum.

Thump, thump.

Da, da, dum.

Da, da, dum.

Thump, thump.

It moves through the day.

Cutting aside the countryside.

Onward towards a certain future.

In rhythm, in rhythm, with the rails...

Da, da, dum.

Da, da, dum.

Thump, thump.

Da, da, dum.

Da, da, dum.

Thump, thump.

Taking us to or from - somewhere.

Da, da, dum.

Da, da, dum.

Thump, thump.

The rail calls us.

Say's it's time to move on.

Ticket your soul,ticket your soul, ticket your soul and ride!

Da, da, dum.

Da, da, dum.

Thump, thump.

Da, da, dum.

Da, da, dum.

Thump, thump......

K. J. K.   08-31-97 (Revised 11-30-99)

Out-a Time

The river gurgles, rushes.

With early melt.

I stand on its banks.

Observing this flow of time.

Keenly aware;

Water runs deep.

Like veins.

Pumping a thinner blood.

Bringing back a childhood memory.

Long lost.

Covered in this grayness

Called age.

I’m like a thawed caveman – awakened

I stand out of time.

I belong to it

I do not.

Time has passed me by as I watched

And now it’s far too late….

K.J.K  03-04-08

Heritage

Each of us, you and or I:

Has a link with the past, with those who did live, love - die.

They've made a future for us.

In doing so they have placed the world into our trust.

Pictures, old and brown.

Gather dust within the home of the crown.

Send us a message about the future: 

As we sew-up, lives promised, with a very dull suture.

Start that never-ending navigation.

As love returns to this Earth another generation.

K.J.K. - 1988

From the Novella, "Love, The Many Eyed Beast"

Revised 02-14-08

Webs

Spin the web.

            Adhesive ooze.

Spin the web.

            Tales and lies.

Spin the web.

            Who's where, why's..

Spin the web.

            Capture the prey.

Spin the web.

            Pitchman promise for a buck, 98.

Spin the web.

Spin the web.

Spin.

Spin.

Spin!

K.J.K.  3-26-02

Yule Fire

Sky turns gray
Wind blows like the hawk
Soaring through this endless dream
Called life.

Bundle up
Light the hearth fires
Store and stash
This harvest.

Call upon the old knowledge
Taught through childhood
Body or soul
Life or lives.

Gather with those close to heart
Keep the fires alive
Lit deep in our souls
For the spring to come...


K.J.K  12-22-07

Mirage

Rainbow window
Twinkling stars
The soft thump thump
A heart.

Moments of youth
Glimpsed though older eyes
Recalled as if a dream
Perhaps real.

Perhaps just ramblings
Wishes
What could have been
Is not.

Cold clouds
Move past the horizon
The chill pervades
Like it always does.

K.J.K.  12-22-07