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Published by Ryan Paich
Copyright 2012 Ryan Paich
Table of Contents
1) Phoenix Legion (insanity aftermath)
2) Control vs. Silence Destroyer (a conversation within a prayer)
3) Golden Wings (heaven retaliation)
4) Duel the Devil (warrior mentality)
5) Her Effect (many years later)
6) Two Lives (a hidden fire)
7) Accidentally Perfect (coincidence tricks)
8) Loud (giant shout)
9) Angelform (fate decider and chaos pusher)
10) Dusty Chairs (meditation reach)
Phoenix Legion (insanity aftermath)
Step aside, deadly memories,
allow life to proceed.
A new effort is born of
suicide hopes denied,
trading ashes for the fire -
the only action left to take.
Smoke rises into flags of prayer
hanging above the graveyard of breakthrough thoughts,
honoring their brilliant willingness
to destroy comfort.
From such a place, let fly the phoenix legion!
Perfectly flawed they soar low,
crooked through the gates of hell,
to bend fire in directions unintended,
to turn corruption on itself.
Trading fire for the ashes
is how the memories win
temporarily.
A new effort is born of
hopes realized.
Control vs. Silence Destroyer (a conversation within a prayer)
Save me, you, giant among the muses!
I pray for an absolute decision;
working without my influence.
I am not sure what you want from me; how am I to approach
a connection so burnt and damaged, so intense
that it pains me to think of you?
There are so many things I have to say,
like I still love you and
your memory kills me each day.
That I will not see you
betrays an insane concept -
sending me beyond my limits.
Return to me, you, giant among soldiers!
Trust this is not the end.
I pray for your peace of spirit;
working without my influence.
I feel the impossibility
of what I ask.
There are so many things I should say,
like I don’t love you and
your memory saddens me sometimes.
That I will not see you
makes some kind of sense -
sending me where I must go.
I pray for you to know.
I pray for you to know.
Golden Wings (heaven retaliation)
I rage in silence -
begging for the accurate purpose
I am sent here for!
As heaven whispers madly into
my ears and
unfolds in impossible directions
I cannot imagine.
A trick of the light, perhaps,
I saw the glint of a golden wing
hidden behind your shoulders.
A fantasy I accept
just like
the shackles that bind you to this Earth
clasped loosely around your wrists.
You vanish once they spring open,
unlocked by an unseen key.
The result is a move,
a retaliation,
against all that corrupts and strikes without purpose.
Endlessly, I will assist.
The whispers proceed to inspire and
guide my hidden hand.
The light reveals a pair of golden wings
impossible to imagine.
Duel the Devil (warrior mentality)
I believe
in certain weapons
making a counter maneuver;
going for the heart
of an elusive enemy.
Reach out and grasp
the worthwhile links he destroys,
burning toxic connections yourself.
Hold back and reject
the corruption he fuels,
keeping the light steady.
the strike,
the faint
the move,
the hesitation
Pray that you are
where you need to be
when you fight from a distance.
the shot,
the miss
the chance,
the opportunity gone!
Contain madness through words,
expelling the venom onto a page.
the message,
the reaction
the reverse,
the conversation
These weapons
help win the duel.