ACE=ALPHA DOG =EDDIE=EDWARD=MONARCH OF THE I

As I look across the horizon I feel his senses of tomorrow. I read his words of the violence. There is an underground current that is awash with carcasses. The deceit of what is happening and what the end result will be. The stalker is being stalked as the shadow of the darkness creeps ever so lightly with a snarly glee of delight.The homies have sowed the seeds of dissent and the crop is now ripe and what they have reaped has left its mark in a devasting way. The harvest is completed­. The dusk falls as the net slowly draws to a close.,,,, there is nowhere to hide or run as innocent victims preach their innocence with their code of silence which falls on deaf ears. Laying lifeless and demoralized survival skills are my only saving grace. The payoff is farfetched.Casualities are being counted as the toll of victims has yet to be assessed while the metal bars draw to a crashing halt.As each one watches from there prospective positions I realize that lines of all communication have been cut. The radios play no more,the television a hollow screen and visiting has come to a halt. The world turns as we stop in our tracks lifeless no one hears our cries. Disciplinary measures has become our tortured lover as she spews her venom of injustice on all that are summoned before her. I gaze as she stands statuesque with her crown alite and her arm of Liberty outstretched.As I stand before her in the accused box of rightousness I feel a sense of calm as the end is near and in sight. She asks cruelly "Announce your name and how do you plead"I reply with a long drawn breath stocially as I grasp the clover leaf and hold tight my shamrock announcing that I, Ace=Alpha Dog=Eddie=Edward=Monarch of The I

Alpha Male

A murmur of silence awakens my thoughts of you, the walk in the park as I observe the fallen leaves desperately clinging to the grass. I long for the moment to put my head on your chest as you sit there reading your book about the language of cranes. The times lived of your youth as an Alpha Dog ,, the urgence of the moment and the intensity of what was too happen next,, the bloodshed , the suffering, your survival and death within arms reach sitting next to you like an invited guest.The hollowness leaves a stark contrast to what you have become.Upon my return from walking I observe Magnolia asleep all the while jetting an eye at her carnirverous bone. Even the wind has taken a pause to rest as its sighs, the room seems colourless as I gaze across the way. Everything seems to have taken a cessation ,a temporary stop,the clocks become silent and oblivious to the hours. I sense your quieteness as you gently turn the pages with hardly a motion of movement. I cherish this listlessness of nonthinking, the incurosity of my mind has been put to rest. The intimacy between us together is such a truism. A smile breaks the serenityof my interior stillness, our eyes meet and recognize an obvious truth of what we feel within this tranquilled force of what we know without a spoken word being said. Alpha Male

2 Years To Go

As this holiday season comes upon us , we all have different feelings about how the year has been and what awaits us all in the New Year 2010. I look back for a glancing moment and realize that there have been wonderful and memorable episodes and chapters. Then there has also been the difficult unrehearsed roles that I have had to play on the stage of human disorder. I do not ask to be nominated for best male actor in a leading role. As I did not audition for the part I shall let those more apt take the bow at the curtain call. I have been glorified and defrocked all in the same year.. accomplishments appreciated by some and scorned by others,, yet as I contimplate the future I have but the luck of the Irish on my side. New acquaintences and new found friends have uplifted my spirits and put me on higher ground. I see beyond the hills whence comes my gratitude. Sharing of lives lived and new adventures to unfold has given me yet another reason to look forward to Christmas and New Years as a joyous occasion to share my humility in thanking each and everyone one of you for the role you play in my life on the stage of Earth. May your Christmas and New Years eclispe the profound spirit of human kindness and peace on Earth and good will to you all and yours. May your wish on that shining star of Bethleham guide you to where you want to go and who you endeavour to be. As someone dear to me stated,, " I have 2 years to go "

The Unknown

I turned the night in my bed as if my corpse was in a casket on an unguided ship cast in a storm of doubt ,, hesitation,,,,,,,,, everything is black inside and out. I feel lifeless and do not know if I am alive or is it just a dream.I have yet but a sense of starkness doubt that has taken its place. Hollow halls beckon me as if my soul no longer beats,,,, the will to find peace has fallen by the wayside.. I seem to be the only person invited to this reception of no return. I see nothing ,I feel nothing, my whole self has abandoned ship and left me to whither in this despair of emptiness. The emotional faucets have been turned off,, I am all alone and I am forced to accept that no one can help me . How did I end up on this course ? Youth, success, beauty,, I followed all the rules, read every instruction , followed the rules of the game ,consumed all the ingredients ,,,,,,what has happened to my spirit,,, I recognize nothing,, the paintings on the walls are of despair,,,,,,,, I arrive at the end of this dark and eery way and hesitate to continue and then an unrecognizable voice softly says welcome to "The Unkown"...