Draped In Blue

Draped in blue / she is calm / and quiet / as the morning sky. In the dry / desert sun / she stays / drunk with nectar.
When cold / west winds / doth blow / her nighttingale / reveals celestial truths.

She is lofty / even as / the June sunbeams / fall upon the seashore .
She holds / her stammering tongued / suitors / silent at the door / of faith.

The queen's hand / befalls the drowsy / wreaths / yet ungathered.
As an angel / she / remains my sole / source of hope / as / she dances / on the breath / of joy.

- Johnny V.

Regret

He enters a world
still green with indulgence.
Ignorant of its thorny
assassin
hidden in the intoxicated
mist.
He begs to be freed from her brazen lust and envy.

Still
drawn to her alabaster desires
he
regrets
that still he must partake
of her
polished tumor of malice.

She remains steeped in falsehood
by a comely house of imprisoned men
yet defiled by solitude
she insists on
playing the
wise
sage
to the wine sipping
knaves

Strong men with souls above all doubt
once beloved are
by her forced
upon their
sickbeds

For it is her
deceitful pendulum
which enslaves
mouldy
men
once redeemed by
quality.

-Johnny V.

Click

The black silence is broken only by the click of metal against the empty chamber. The cold, steel muzzle still pressed to my temple, with no conclusion. For God will not allow the destruction of his greatest creation.

I curse my creator, for it is he who has brought her into my world. Raging loudly, like an irresponsible fetus.

I pull her pillow closer which no longer  cradles her gentle head, nor sented of perfume and roses. But cold and stale with the aroma of rancid butter.

Beyond the window, where she once walked among the single grass, perking its ear to hear her sad story. Now empty, save the worrisome wind bringing the empty memories of lovers past.

-Johnny V

Red

She glides like a warm summer breeze, thru her palace of endless color. Her beauty growing deeper with each passing hue.

Her deep red hair the envy of all tumbles far past her gentle waist. Her body now amend is no longer her prison.

Her beauty is known beyond the stars, that even the moon rages in resentment. As she walks beneath the trees the wind shakes loose it's whispered desires.

His love for her releases his darkest passion. He speaks and her name drips from his tongue like honey.

-Johnny V.

Her Empty Embrace

Endless days spent attempting to caress her restless nights. But twas not meant to be. For each moment victory was near, another day would surrender yet again to a darkness unknown.

As blackness descends upon me I struggle to love, but it's held at bay. No longer will she grant me access to her precious thoughts. The sounds of my heart will turn black in her embrace.

Fooled into believing my love for her was accepted and admired. Instead left wanting attention like the clumsy drawings of a forgotten child. Where a simple breeze will carry it away never seen again.

My heart battered and care worn, tossed aside a slave to the elements. Spending the rest of forever lost in a neglected graveyard. Alas the carelessness of her departure only endearing her more to my need.

-Johnny V.

The Purge

Okay been watching and talking about scary movies lately. But just saw a movie that terrified me deeply. Watched The Purge. It scared me so deeply because it's something I can truly see happening.

The way things are going. How big corporations are beginning to control congress, banks, and the media. How the NRA is pushing fear and that our only solution is guns, guns, and more guns. Also trying to convince us all that the horrible evil people are out there. Waiting just around the corner to get you and kill your loved ones.

Seeing how in this film there are those who deserve to be a part of America and those who don't. This belief that the only reason a person is homeless or poor it's their fault and they need to be expunged. This thinking is what will bring down this nation not terrorists or socialism.