Poems and Short Stories

  • Lucifer, Redeemed, Approached the Throne of the Lord

    Lucifer, redeemed, approached the throne of the Lord and asked “why do you keep looking down there? Do we not have more important matters to deal with? Our battle here is of more importance.”

    “Oh, beautiful Lucy,” God said. “Your pride is so wonderful. It really is, but sometimes it can really miss the mark. You know this well because you know many things… You know maybe more even than I. Now lend me your ear and your trust. I look down at the stage of Earth because I, too, need inspiration. They are made in my image and that includes your devilish contribution. Sometimes as we fight this fight, I look down and learn things from them. A teacher has a lot to learn from the student, as I have also learned a lot from you. Now look down and learn from those amazing creatures. We can learn from every single one of them!”

    “Thus spoke the Lord!” Lucifer bowed.

    The Lord stood and returned the bow to his shining angel. Lucifer shed a tear and the Lord wiped it away.

    “Oh, beautiful Lucy. I absolutely love you.”

  • Every…

    Every step.

    Every laugh.

    Every cry.

    Every kiss.

    Every bite.

    Every shit.

    Every piss.

    Every breath.

    Every orgasm.

    Every blink.

    Every word.

    Every drink.

    Every celebration.

    Every smoke.

    Every thought.

    Every dance.

    Every mistake.

    Every quest.

    Every victory.

    Every apology.

    Every forgiveness.

    Every moment.

    Everything.

    My prayer.

  • My Spirit Bomb

    My spirit bomb is growing.

    It is building up, can you see it?

    It has taken episodes to build! So many episodes!

    Goku taught me a lot but Gohan is the son.

    And don’t you forget this one thing, I am my father’s son!

    My anger is directed.

    Super Saiyan bursting through levels.

    Vegeta stands by my side as a trusted friend.

    All hail the mighty prince of the ultimate warrior race!

    He entrusted everything to me and his pride won’t tolerate failure.

    King Kai gave me the energy multiplier.

    Skyrocketing higher and higher.

    It’s extraordinary!

    THIS ISN’T EVEN MY FINAL FORM!

    I trespass into the domain of the gods.

  • A Cup of Tea with Love

    As I fall in love with Love, Love sits me down for a chat with a cup of tea.

    “So you are in love with me?” Love asks.

    “Falling in love…” I correct Love.

    “And how far will you go?” Love asks.

    “I think I want to love you entirely,” I look into Love’s twisted eyes.

    “Are you ready for that?” Love asks.

    “I think so,” I say with pride.

    “You see… You don’t yet understand what that really means. You have some strength but you are still very weak,” Love sips on some tea.

    “What do you mean?”

    “You love the sunshine. You love the beautiful songs. You love your wonderful family. You love dogs that lick your face. You love the opportunities you have been given. You love your ability to see, hear, feel, and speak. You love your breathing lungs. You love your pain and what it has taught you. You love the books you have read. You love the hope that fills your heart. And you love the people that come as heroes when disaster strikes,” Love smiles. “And that is why I love you too! But haven’t you been told that I am so much more than that? You love me for my sunshine and rainbows, but what about my rain?”

    “I have told you that I love my pain and what it has taught me so of course I love your rain!” I protest.

    “But are you ready to understand that Love is everything? There is nothing else…”

    “Oh.”

    “This is my song,” Love says.

    “How is it that I am always wrong?” I ask.

    “Does that bother you?” Love asks.

    “Yes and no,” I chuckle.

    “You know I am always right?”

    “Yes,” I say.

    “Even when I am wrong?” Love asks.

    “Your wrongness only creates a brighter rightness,” I say.

    “Love,” Love says.

    “Love,” I say.

    “So you are in love with me!” Love winks and sticks out her tongue.

    We silently finish our tea. It warms the inside.