Poetry By Ken Harrison Beaver - Personal - http://phatbowling.com/chinaman/Poetry_By_Ken_Harrison

9/16/03 (Untitled)
In the sand of the desert the scorpion stings
Powerless below the waters of time
Far above the vulture sings
Sultry taunting poetic rhyme

The savage bird descends
Vicious beast helpless hopeless on its back
In the talons a somber vow
To make up what it may lack

Sinful bath races toward its face
Soon be knowing impacts wrath
The aquatic knight swings his mace
Too late to escape its path

8/24/03 (Untitled)
The shadow of death chases in constant torment
I flee constantly through destructive fields of pain
As darkness closes in I feel her breath upon my neck
He sinks his teeth into my flesh and I fall, lying helpless in the rain

This is the predestined course of the cessation
The way the end was meant to be
Death stalks always but only succeeds once
I want to be when becoming free

Heavenly choirs will soon serenade no longer restless souls
The air blows beneath the wings lifting towards higher ground
Birdseye view of the end of the world
I close my eyes and listen ceaselessly for the sound

As I hover towards the gates of Valhalla
I breathe in deep and feel the wind blow through my hair
Greeted by the sounds of children laughing and playing in the dewy fields
My search for Paradise can finally end, because for the first time I am there

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