Utter Bliss

Per Imp #250001

Utter bliss.

Welcomed.

Tested.

Pure, yet fleeting.

Six-months at best,

following a twenty-year void.

From the black hole to exaltation.

From nothingness… to “BOOM!”

When independence craves

depended on…

And single accepts double and change.

Though change changed once more…

and again…

and has yet to cease.

Per Imp #280001

Bliss is gone.

No tracks to follow.

Perhaps a whisper.

A thought.

Ethereal.

A dream… often forgotten,

since dreams are equally fleeting.

And yet Love remains without Bliss.

Still tested.

Still pure… Even more than before.

No dross remains.

Vaporized.

The fiery furnace of life’s trials.

Sparing nothing…

except perhaps,

the final curtain call.

Yet Love does more than linger.

Love survives.

Strong.

Committed.

Resolute.

Though Love’s thirst is quenched

through a daily rain of tears.

Tears at the hands of the infamous foe

who chased young Bliss away.

Sickness was who came calling,

and he did not come alone.

Masked… disguised.

Per Imp #260001

A battleground of flesh.

A battle six-plus years and still going.

Like all wars, it’s taken its toll.

The battleground is ravaged.

Consequently, only those engaged

in the battle know the true worth

of the battlefield where blood is spilled.

The womb of war.

The birth of pain.

Yet True Love sees passed the scars,

into the thousand yard stare,

and never loses sight of a soul-mate.

Hand-to-hand and heart-to-heart combat,

no matter how the flesh may change.

Thus, the loss of Bliss is bearable

as long as Love remains.

Yet woe to all where Love departs…

and woe upon woe

where he or she’s never been.

Per Imp #240001

© Jerry Thomas

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Love’s Journey

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“Love’s Journey”

A collaboration by JW and Cathy

All my life I have searched for you

in the forest, woods, meadows, and glades

first in the light, then shadows, then dark;

convinced that I would instantly know

your voice, your lips, your touch

Yet dreams remained dreams, and you an illusion

And I was alone, a wolf without a mate… or pack;

tempted, sad, faithless

I sought out others but they were not real

None could fill the void that only you could

A void with your shape to complete me

The others? Only flimsy constructs that fell apart

Beneath the weight of broken vows and time

All my life I have searched for the one

That knew his place

Accepted it completely

Heart, mind, and soul

The one that would make me whole

Be my reason to be; my purpose

Guide, mentor, master

Teaching me through actions, not words

My true self reborn and acknowledged through his eyes

A possessor of unconditional… and limitless… love

To fill all the empty caverns inside

That were carved out with an angry knife

Slice, by slice, by bloody slice

All my life I have searched for you, my Alpha

Had finally given up hope, cast aside the fantasy

Resigned myself to ever be

A lone wolf… isolated in darkness

Hidden away in my den, licking my many wounds

Until death would set me free

Then you appeared

Shone your light into my caliginosity

I became aware

A reawakening

It was then I truly knew freedom

For the very first time

To be who I was meant to be

To be with who I was meant to be

My master, my love, my forever Alpha

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You can read it here at Building Castles in the Air along with her other talented work.

Unconditional Love

(A sentiment for Easter)

 

“Love them like the Lord”

 

A question was asked in class today

About a father with a son who has gone astray

And a major conflict between two religions

 

The first one says, “Love your fellow man”

The son’s new belief says, “Put a gun in your hand

And shoot the innocent as if they’re clay pigeons”

 

Should we be afraid? Or should we take a stand?

 

We should love him like the Lord… God Almighty

Before he goes too far and picks up a gun

We should love him like the Lord… God Almighty

Our Lord never told us to judge anyone

We should love him like the Lord… God Almighty

And God has never forgotten the Prodigal Son

 

A question was asked in class today

About a daughter and a son who say they’re gay

And the parents that are shocked by their confession

 

The secular world says it’s just fine

What use to be wrong is now completely sublime

But they ignite outrage where there should be discretion

 

Should we be afraid? O should we take a stand?

 

We should love them like the Lord… God Almighty

Before anyone crazy thinks to pick up a gun

We should love them like the Lord… God Almighty

Our Lord never told us to judge anyone

We should love them like the Lord… God Almighty

And God has never forgotten the Prodigal Son

 

A question was asked in class today

‘Bout a whore at the door in the family way

And whether we should allow her to enter in

 

Just because the world sees a lost cause

Does not give us permission to judge all her flaws

Especially when none of us is without sin

 

Should we be afraid? Or should we take a stand?

 

We should love her like the Lord… God Almighty

Before anyone crazy thinks to pick up a gun

We should love her like the Lord… God Almighty

Our Lord never told us to judge anyone

We should love her like the Lord… God Almighty

And God has never forgotten the Prodigal Son

 

© JW Thomas