Sombre

Sombre

My name is Sombre,
serious in nature,
patchwork of vicious scars,
I wish no harm,
thoughts of little importance,
history has frozen me with fear,

Tyrant

Tyrant

I watched him from afar like any independent thinkers who valued their current existence.
A tyrant, he walked onto the battlefield with his army of women and strongmen and soaked up his enemies strengths and ripped them apart with their weaknesses, some they didn’t even know they had until it was too late, an understanding cruelty, the kind that spread fear,
There was men who may of beaten him but they just seemed to keep their distance, while the world still seemed large enough to coexist they left him be.
He seemed to take a part of every natural living thing and absorb it to the point where it may be of benefit in wisdom, skill and strength.
People lost count of the number of his offspring, it was never a clear area anyway. Although jokes arose when young women and men trying to prove themselves from his community showed his characteristics.
Deadly, people revered the energy he put into the security of their lives.

Talking point

Talking point

Technology broke down the barriers,
we could finally communicate with other species,
as people saw the potential their was a great excitement and drive, a developer push like no other,
a truly crowd-sourced project, with beautiful rewards.
Learning what the beautiful creatures that surround us had to say and contribute was nothing short of a revelation. The wisdom that these creatures brought gave the feeling throughout that the world would hopefully be heading for better times.
Dark times are behind us now, we stand together in the light.
Problems are now shared and solved. The world is a vastly richer place. A new found value for the preciousness of life and health has led to a new found care in all we do.

Your guard

Guard

I am the guard who stood by your gate,
waiting to be slain by your enemies,
as you finished your feast,
the child crushed in the construction of your vanity project,
the woman who died giving birth to your bastard child,
the beast slain to subside your hunger,
the one displaced for your profit,
my name you may remember, my name you may have forgot,
our precious existence depends on each other,
remember and recover,

Science and art

woman mountain clouds

Rude and abrupt,
rough gold,
new story told,
brutal lessons,
science chasing art,
he drags her by the hair,
she spits in his face,
they sweat together,
watching like eagles,
loyal as swans,
vicious,
loving,
strong as an ox,
fighting their way out,
loss and elation,
desperate situation,
Queen and King,
his whores, her muses,
dynamite diffuses,
infinite circle,
an explanation,
next generation,
body position, movement and eye contact,
surviving, thriving,
bad mouthed,
cheap taunts,
ridiculed and humiliated,
chapters of the same book,
this is what it took,
taste of disgrace,
rejection,
passionate affection,
baked under the same sun,
washed by the same rain,
held together by the same pain,
strong refusal of surrender,
acceptance of defeat,
swift retreat,
escape from slavery,
freedom to fall,
wit to rise,
longing another sunrise,

Mathematics

Mathematics

Captured by context,
judged and reviewed,
disagreeing with my old views,
validity of basis,
somewhere an oasis,
hidden on the horizon,
I shuffle there,
I will tell you now,
you are neither right nor wrong,
the mathematics carries on,

Unease

Unease

Shifting and turning,
perspectives and trust,
with changing company,
and powerful persuasion,
behaviour adapting to the occasion,
I listen to you,
I nod my head,
then a change of heart,
though I cannot depart,
I dig in and make a start,
another voice, another discussion,
an agreement of opinion,
blows away with the breeze,
this continues to create my unease,
moving and flowing like a dancer,
no definitive answer,
death looms looking final,
answers to our questions ebb and flow,
I cannot tell you I do not know,

Prime

Prime

That walk, natural movements of a perfect woman, Umna, maybe half my days staring her way, Umna looked fine this afternoon, her black body covered only with paint, gold and white streaks.

Ready to fight, though today will hopefully be a peaceful one, in my mind her scent, let me shake off this haze with a line of powder, tut tuts from the medicine ladies Tolana and Caras as they rack me up some exciting white lines, smiling from mushrooms, wandering from hash, pepped on powder. Music would only make things to busy, there is already swagger and a motion within us.

The sun is shining, there’s a gentle breeze, i’m feeling like talking to the trees. Feeling ok, a busy active mind, thoughts going the right way. It is their company that keeps me on track, sincerity and beauty, fierce but fun.

They start talking, I ask questions, listen to their answers finding my own. Their hair grows in such interesting ways, uniquely complimenting their physique. A cold drink quenches my thirst, wet kisses all round.

I wake to the babble of a brook, a pleasant feeling, the women seem angry though content. Coffee and hash awaits, myself I feel good. We work, fight and play through the first half of the day.

Two intruders preying on animals, we cut them down with arrows, chopped them up, roasted them on a fire and shared out the pieces between us and the rest of the beasts.

Tolana’s brown skin glistens with sweat, her hair damp. Happy and excited we dance together, a magical night.

Clock

Clock

Flipped into the air,
both sides of a terrible coin,
landing with a spin,
how did this earth begin,
rivers of blood,
running through channels of toil,
fallen,
battling hell,
placed under a spinning spell,
the speed slowed, carefully wound on,
another resounding solid gong,