Dancing Fire

There’s a mystical sort of place out there,
Where the North Wind always blows,
The presence of winter hangs on the air,
And a forest of creaking pines grows,

They say that fire dances across the sky,
So many vivid colors for one and all to see,
Beautiful enough that it seems a lie,
Shimmering lights that conceal a mystery,

Crimson reds and velvet blues,
Blazing golds and forest greens,
Curtains of radiant and dancing hues,
So high up above the evergreens,

There’s this place beyond all your dreams,
Where the heavens alight with dancing flame,
A land of rugged rocks and babbling streams,
Where magic is still real and not just a claim.

BY Hegemony

Never More

No more risk, no,
never more,
Too much pain to be had,
Too much risk to take a chance,
No more mystery,
never more,

It’s not worth the effort,
Nor the time,
Won’t allow the past
to repeat…never more,

Can’t accept the cold
of the unknown,
It burns, it hurts,
It chills to the bone,
Eyes closed, can’t look,
No guessing,
No enigma, no,
Never more.

BY Hegemony

Wrath

For a moment, there is the calm before the storm,
A dire omen of what will come,
Time seems to stand still and silent,
The world seems to wait with baited breath,
Then my heart begins to burn,
Whipped up by the bellows of acrimony,
Until it is engulfed by an inferno
That spreads its way up into my throat,
It feels as if I am choking on bile,
Harsh and hot and foul tasting,

I stand up straighter and puff out my chest
Like a peacock on the war path,
I narrow my eyes ’til they are almost closed
And I grit my teeth together,
It starts with a whispered hiss,
Then it builds in a mighty crescendo,
‘Til I am screaming and howling,
Caught in the throes of my temper,
I clench my fists and wave them about,
To intimidate and to appear strong,

Then my mind sparks to life,
Thoughts bubble up, hot and agitated,
Like a cauldron I boil and churn
‘Til the thoughts can no longer be contained,
They flow like an erupting river of lava,
Gushing towards my tongue and lips,
My mouth becomes a molten maw
Of displeasure and indignation,
I part my lips and the venom flows,
Toxic words of hatred and vengeance,

BY Hegemony