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Sometimes a wild god

slipalong
Dangerous Mind
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The Wild God and I

The neon flashing of the risen cross  
grows all the weeds on my veg plot
the bleeding hands pinned by nails
the corona virus that prevails
next to me a Wild God kneels
 
Does he like me, wobble in belief
angers tides envelop then recede  
and when just raw frustration shouts
someone cuts you up on a roundabout
 the Wild God at the wheel
 
Put a red item, in the white only laundry
leave you limp when she is horny
fire and brimstone of the shaken fist
condone the sin you cant resist
Wild God the blood that wont congeal  
 
Spell the moral that will shock
make you drink when you detox
set the trap and bait the snare
just theology of despair
Wild God the condemned man's last meal
 
Burn your heart with a branding iron
lion be the lambs clothed Zion
red mist will always make the grade
in the guise, the Marquis de Sade
Wild God the storm to batter at the keel
 
The god that snaps the tread
gets you out, the wrong side of the bed
head just like a grumpy bear  
humanity just worn with wear
Wild God's tough love improve your steel
 
 Bee sting to curb one's hubris
internments plan the grace of Anubis
where the runes will see just shock
faith's Pandora in a box
Wild god be old and the new ideal
Written by slipalong
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Viddax
Lord Viddax
Guardian of Shadows
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Joined 10th Oct 2009
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The following is not to be counted as entry, but shows the original moved me enough to write and write twice!


Never a mad god


We no longer know of magic.
We whose lives are unseasoned;
No longer kith or kin
To salt and pepper
Or grease and fat
Or sugar and caffeine.

We who have cast out all poisons and addictions,
Left with hollow unflavoured lives.
The chicken is no longer roasted
It’s blood is not spilt
and it’s bones no longer thrown into soup
Or cast to scry our fates.

All effigies are false affronts
And statues viewed with sanitised hearts
Our circles secular, secluded from superstition and sensing.
The mad god is nothing more
Than an overactive imagination
Birthed from disorders and substance abuse
And masqueraded ‘as an mad god’
From fear of naming it as it truly is.

If there is an effect then there must a originating cause.
Nothing is beyond explanation and clinical dissection.
The answer lies in facts and figures and statistics and charts.

Whatever thoughts and actions there are,
Whatever questions and answers,

It is never a mad god.

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anvinvil
Anvillan
Fire of Insight
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Joined 16th Feb 2020
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A Soul Co-opted...

My mind is ravaged and fried.
My heart is broken and bleeding.
My soul has been stolen

Where in the cosmos
can one hide from the
constant assault of societies god?

His clock ticks, then stops,
He lights the sun to match
the desire of the moment

Where is certainty? Where is
consistency. They’re kept in his bag,
disbursed like candy to a child.

I reach out for hope, a certain truth,
He opens a bottle, pours some
lies to be consumed with moldy cheese.

I try to leave but his stare freezes me
with freaks of control, with dirty needles
and promises of new highs without effort.

He draws me to that sea of abuse,
of excesses that drown your soul and
destroy all opportunity for love.

He holds my fate, sets my course. He
creates the fog obscuring other paths
away from the underbelly of life.

I am condemned, awaiting sentence
for sins committed and sins of omission,
for opportunities gained then squandered.

I’m sentenced to life in the bottle, with all the
lies and schemes, the pain and suffering
as his surrogate to the back alleys of life.
Written by anvinvil (Anvillan)
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anvinvil
Anvillan
Fire of Insight
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Joined 16th Feb 2020
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Greetings,
I posted a poem but it has not appeared in the contest. “A Soul Co-opted” . Was there an issue? Thanks, Anvillan.

anvinvil
Anvillan
Fire of Insight
United States 2awards
Joined 16th Feb 2020
Forum Posts: 90

Found it! Sorry😩

javalini
Fire of Insight
United States 15awards
Joined 4th Apr 2019
Forum Posts: 201

HYMN TO A WILD GOD

wake me up
you wild old king
that we might meld
and slip these chains
and take to claw
or fin or wing

blend wild night
with chastened soul
and stifled heart
and set them bold
for time is fleet
and i am gray
and it's wild wine
i crave today

my minutes sold
for silver laid
on comfort's hearth,
a foolish trade --
for i ignored
your moonlit calls
and hid my heart
behind these walls

but your wild heart
in marrow thrives
and by moonlight
is caused to rive
so set this lush night
to unfold
before death takes
my flesh to cold
Written by javalini
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wallyroo92
Tyrant of Words
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A Conversation Between the Planets

 
Venus, Mercury and Mars
Meeting quietly underneath their star
Conversed about the Earth

They could not believe its inhabitants
The way they were treating their planet
And began to be concerned

Upon hearing their worries
The gas giants on the other side of the belt
Joined in the discussion as well

“We do a lot for them” Jupiter said
“Comets come in our direction
We take direct hits or turn them around
Sending them back out to orbit
Just so that we can preserve life”

Saturn, Uranus and Neptune agreed

All seven were sad
Looking at the wars they waged on Earth
How they abused their resources
And how their civilization
Still in its fancy
Was beginning to explore their worlds

“They’ve already sent their probes” Saturn said
“They’re really curious about us” Uranus added
“They’re looking for answers!” Neptune exclaimed

But Mars was the most worried
“They’ve already made plans to come to me”

And all the planets sighed
Watching those from the blue dot
Endangering their own planet
Beginning to expand their territory

And Earth stayed quiet for it knew
The day of her reckoning would come
Written by wallyroo92
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