Fury Road

On the edge of the precipice
and stared into the desert
Shall all the eyes turn
or watch the world burn?

Inhaled the diesel fuel, the oil;
fire smoked beyond the sands
Shall all the eyes turn
to watch the world burn?

Primal scream shook the land,
madness snaked into the brain
Shall all the eyes turn
and watch the world burn?

© All Rights Reserved A. F. Stewart

Step Into The Darkness

Are you broken?
Are you battered?
Are you shaking?
Are you shattered?

Do you hear the night-time screaming?
Out your name
In the hours when you’re dreaming?
A waiting game

It’s coming
Shriek
It’s coming
Cower
It’s coming
Flee
It’s here
Hide

Dark Thread

Breathe

Whisper

one soft word

into the night

Death

Wild Born

Born on the untamed storm, black wind in the blood
Cold eyes of green, with a scream to shatter bone
Awake the dead, raven shadows call the flood

Red moon fears the surge, shrieking her tempest moan
A veiled gaze, darkened haze, in the endless howl
Bring the last, come the heir, to the thorny throne

Soar the bleak hurricane, rip the realm a scowl
Cascade forth the fury, nothing stands the wake
Fall to the oncoming rage, let life befoul

Wide rivers will burn and fair mountains will quake,
each in measured doom, blazing width and the depth
Child of the feral storm, all mercy forsake

Run to the edge, chased by the dark mist of breath
Run in vain, escape shall transpire in death

Deep Deliverance

Down

under oceans

beneath depths, murky

primeval beasts awaken,

Rise

Dimensional Thoughts

Daylight into dark
Daylight waning
Waning sky
Waning moon
Moon luminosity
Moon insanity
Insanity is relative
Insanity is reality
Reality is seeing
Reality is not convenient
Convenient lies
Convenient shadows
Shadows hide
Shadows swallow
Swallow truth
Swallow worlds
Worlds lurking
Worlds buried
Buried deep
Buried bleak
Bleak fortitude
Bleak hope
Hope fallen
Hope lost
Lost external
Lost returning
Returning restitution
Returning revolution
Revolution circle
Revolution cracks
Cracks the whip
Cracks the veil
Veil shreds
Veil reveals
Reveals nothing
Reveals secrets
Secrets strange
Secrets whisper
Whisper in your ear
Whisper babble
Babble onward
Babble screams
Screams a cacophony
Screams are dying
Dying humanity
Dying universe
Universe just beyond
Universe unfolds another
Another
Beyond

Barren Wilderness

Through the undressed trees, the wind howls
a wild shriek of fury spent, but never quashed
A thin voice wavers, yet still it’s heard…
There’s nothing to be done, for I am lost

A wild shriek of fury spent, but never quashed
despite the vanquished, despite the insurgence
of boldness, the resolve towards supremacy

A thin voice wavers, yet still it’s heard
Above the roar that stains the dark lit sky
A noise in vain, the resonance of defiance

There’s nothing to be done, for I am lost
my will long spent amid the damage
my withered bones to lay forgotten

War Drums

Winds blow north, with the coming

In your bones you feel your fear

Through the mists drift the drumming

Forlorn eyes shed one more tear

Voices mournful, chant the dirge

for sons they lost, gone away

Flung too far, hope can’t emerge

when Death cast your dream astray

Hearts

Her eyes drank in the sight of her favourite hue, that vivid primary that burst with energy, that crackled with verve and being, the essence of kisses, roses, luscious fruit dripping juice. It was her joy, her bliss, this primal red.

Red, Crimson, Scarlet
The colour of life and love
Ruby wine churning

She inhaled the scent of it, the vision of it, and the satin touch of it. She smiled, wanting more, staring as the beautiful red dripped off her hand as droplets of blood. She giggled and took another bite of the freshly plucked heart.

Raw claret falling
As stains and impulsive death
Blood sipped, ingested