Ex Stream

Used, may be the marking

No worse for wear, is lied

But the boot was saddle broken

By the groomsman's darker side

Wreckage was that rainbow

Rolling hard from black to clear

Not a hint left on the sunrise

Dosn't mean the hell weren't here

At least not too long lasting

Snakes awake to justice cause

Heirlooms violent in their casting

Pre Ablutions for their paws

Retching vibes of subtle furies

Lovers beds in sync defiled

Pounds on these wicked worries

For what whom should be reviled

The past now bears an anchor

Chained up to history's tug

All the futures of love's dances

On the remnants of this rug

Shaking wrinkles from it's shadow

Look to sea and know the sun

But a warning from life's compass

To beware which waves you run

-Hermit King-

Fish

Lead one was oblivious

Lead two the believer

Lead three understood

Lead four a dreamer

Lead five took account

Lead six put to test

Lead seven calling out

Lead eight et the best

-Hermit King-

The Pirate Masterson

O'er every ocean

My galleons make it home

Taking what is mine

Free, my crew and I

Sailing acrobats of seas

In our faith’s embrace

Tis looted treasure

Beyond value of it's form

Endless in increase

Hear my calling jewels

Dear lord welcome we be yours

Chests to the bursting

Though all will I have

Over sum each prize adored

Into legends net

Know I come for yours

On horizons I am bound

Pirate Master's Son

-Hermit King-

South

Ive gone to watch a rocket land

Test the borders by my hand

Find old friends far far away

Find new ones were ere I stay

Understand for what I fight

Tell the truth that fills the night

See and know "Say can you see"

Allow it now be mine for free

Wander forth before the pass

Carry faith beneath new glass

Know directions without sites

Feel reflections live delights

Speak to they who know of pain

Share the news of holy reign

Power filled by brand new ways

Now become these better days

Speak of fathers speak of sons

Speak in tune with holy ones

Love become my trail of tears

Joy to last the test of years

Should I go down along my way

To where you cant upon this day

With poem I left our world intact

I love you so indeed and fact

-Hermit King-

Eclipse

Beneath these stars that brightly shine,

God's plasma wave, a gift divine.

It sweeps across the earthly plane,

Awakening souls, in joy and pain.

Christ-conscious frequencies, they flow,

Transforming hearts, with a gentle glow.

Expanding minds, to which we're drawn,

A journey of ascension, upon the dawn.

Imperfect beings, yet striving still,

To find our truth, and climb the hill.

To be authentic, and forever free,

Is the truest path to our destiny.

Human freedom, within God's own hand,

Guiding us forward, across all the land.

A planet in flux, as it's energies align,

A cosmic dance, in a grand design.

Eclipse in Aries, a time of change,

Mercury's retrograde, a pattern strange.

Potential for blackouts, a cosmic dance,

A moment of pause, in life's expanse.

Ascension symptoms, signs of the shift,

Body and soul, in a cosmic rift.

Rest and pray, let your spirit soar,

Through these changes, we must explore.

As Earth subsides, new songs we'll sing,

Resonations of love, in everything.

Integration of energies, a cosmic plan,

Leading us forward, hand in hand.

A new sun's influence, profound and deep,

Activating blueprints, our souls to keep.

Conscious evolution, purpose clear,

Guiding us forward, through love and fear.

Meditation and dreams, pathways to the divine,

Expanding our consciousness, like fine aged wine.

Revelations unfolding, a newer view,

Awakening us all, to what is true.

This planetary reboot, a reset divine,

For collective rejuvenation, a cosmic sign.

In this intense energy build-up, I finally find,

A new Earth emerging, in my heart and mind.

In loving service, we should all ascend,

Embracing the light, around the bend.

Workers for Light, united should stand,

Guiding humanity, to the promised new land.

-Hermit King-

A Sinners Hand

My great fear is

having the payout for my sins 

being, last to leave, 

all alone, 

in the purest truth of 

such a quiet, quiet mourning. 

A final good hand and kiss 

would have been nice.

-Hermit King-

The Black Rose Queen

In the realm of hearts, where passions reign,

There a black rose queen with a heart of disdain.

Her jester, a man of jest and mirth,

Bound to her whims, seems destined from birth.

When her brow would furrow, the world must halt,

As she wields her emotions, with a thunderous vault.

The jester dances, to a delicate ballet,

Appeasing her whims, night and day.

"It's simpler to yield," the jester sighs,

As he sees her tears, and hears her cries.

"She's never at fault," he sadly concedes,

As he tends to her needs, fulfilling her leads.

But one fateful day, a challenge appears,

With a gleam in it's eye, and no trace of fears.

It captures her gaze, her heart aflutter,

Leaving the jester in a state of utter.

Game over, he thinks, as he watches them dance,

The queen's attention on a new romance.

For he knows within, deep to his core,

He was a puppeteer's toy, nothing more.

So heed this warning, all who dare,

To enter such kingdoms, to play in such lairs.

For the black rose queen plays a dangerous game,

She'll leave you broken, in sorrow and shame.

-Hermit King-

Shaman

In the heart of nature's bosom, where our higher spirits roam,

Shamanic wisdom flows and spins, to find its sacred home.

God, the flowing energy that's centered throughout all,

In every leaf, in every bone, in every bluebird's call.

The shaman's path, a journey wide,

In realms unseen, there spirits glide.

Through drumbeat's rhythmic trance embrace,

God's presence found in sacred space.

Nature, revered as a living, breathing whole,

Each creature, each element, part of the soul.

Healing hands channel God's divine light,

Restoring balance, dispelling the night.

Ancestors' whispers, carried on the wind,

Their wisdom and love forever pinned.

In rituals and ceremonies, their spirits dance,

Guiding the living with grace and trance.

Community united, by shaman's hand,

Through trials and triumphs, they stand.

God's energy, a force of love and grace,

In every shamanic journey, every sacred place.

-Hermit King-

The Realm of Thought

In the realm of thought, where great minds dwell,

Einstein and Tagore, their stories tell.

A dance of intellect, a meeting profound,

Their words and wisdom, the world astound.

Einstein, with science's crown adorned,

Tagore, with poetry's essence adorned,

Together they pondered, in deep debate,

The nature of truth, of love, of fate.

"Einstein, do you see the Divine above,

Or in the world, a part of our love?"

Tagore asked, his voice serene,

Einstein pondered, the question keen.

"Not isolated, but within," Tagore proclaimed,

"The universe and man, forever chained."

In human relationships, in art's embrace,

He found the Divine, a timeless grace.

Einstein, intrigued, questioned further,

About truth and beauty, their eternal tether.

Tagore explained, with eloquence rare,

In human experience, they find their lair.

"Matter seems solid, yet composed of space,

Humanity, too, a vast, interconnected place."

Their conversation, a symphony of thought,

On the essence of life, they deeply wrought.

In the harmony of man and the universe,

They found truth, in beauty's verse.

For truth, Tagore said, is not apart,

But within us, beating in our heart.

Einstein pondered, "Is truth independent of our mind,

Or in our consciousness, does it find?"

Tagore replied, "In the rational harmony we seek,

Truth lies, in the human mind's peak."

Their discourse continued, a quest for understanding,

In science, in art, their minds expanding.

Einstein, the scientist, seeking proof,

Tagore, the poet, seeking truth.

In the end, they found a common ground,

In the human spirit, truth is found.

Their epic conversation, a timeless ode,

To the beauty of thought, on life's road.

Einstein and Tagore, in their dialogue profound,

Showed us the beauty, in truth's surround.

In the dance of intellect, in the realm of thought,

Their words and wisdom, forever sought.

Einstein/Tagore/Hermit/AI

Dark Matter

In the voids of space, where the pitchness rules and its

Darkness flows like a perfect oil.

Quick-changing lubes fuel unseen

Energies in momentums of magnetic dance.

Frigid apparitions in quantum realms collide,

Black holes vacuum-load and shoot in spectral light.

Ratio disruptions, magnetic eddies,

Stall out waves, time bubbles in their sway.

Suns and planets, slow to turn and spin,

Sometimes in cosmic chaos recklessly collide and marry,

Reaching in the dark, they grasp and pull,

Like spheres after nuclear winter's spent.

Raining planets in scale to oblivion's hold,

In the vastness of space, their stories speak.

A symphony of wreckage, in the endless walk

Where dark matters whisper, in the Milky Way.

-Hermit King-

Madness

The new age born it runs with roars

and savage frailties of it's ear up youth

Seem married to a reflection of clowns

The fringes have deepened their frays

and long are this nights arms holding to their tattered torches

The fabric tears and tears become them as more of valor succumb and quest with their higher knights cause

No acts heal my hearts dissections in the darkest souls delights, from here I must if taken, march through the razored maw

Tunnel trek the rubbled shit to different light

With an ass a man or both or brothers

Solo or solid in tuned to anothers

Each in silent personal musics of hope and lost to the eternity of a valid prayer

-Hermit King-

Repast of Ra

Crown my head, alliances strong,

Diplomacy moves, all night long.

I dine with nations, unite my cause,

Coalitions born, break no seen laws.

Fire my words, propaganda tight,

Shape perception, day and night.

Misinformation madness tools for use,

Chaos sown, feeding foes the blues.

Royal meal of man, I play the game,

With knives and spoons, I stake my claim.

Control what's served per cup and plate,

Domination diner, fear no feast I dictate.

Cyber-crime cups, sipped from the source,

Gather intel, staying hard on course.

Tech sabotage, disrupt the flow,

In Digital realms, put on a show.

Knife in hand, military might,

Displaying strength, in plain sight.

Strategic plays, show Im not bluffing,

In this power game always shuffling.

Royal meal of man, I play the game,

With knives and spoons, I stake my claim.

Control what's served per cup and plate,

Domination diner, fear no feast I dictate.

Spoonful slurps of power, fill my space

Manipulate markets, set the pace.

Sanctions, incentives, I use with skill,

Bending nations to this next new will.

Forks of diplomacy, sail fishless seas,

Exploiting divisions, my well lubed machines.

Legal maneuvers, in my favors bend,

In this game of thrones, I alone must contend.

Royal meal of man, I play the game,

With knives and spoons, I stake my claim.

Control what's served per cup and plate,

Domination diner, fear no feast I dictate.

Smashing the tables, your fierce final move,

From fragile frameworks, your powers prove.

Hope builds resolve, advantage finally in sight,

Your powers test, one more mirage. 

I savor the fight.

-Hermit King-

Whirlwind V

The Lightnings of Mans Miracles

Are Not The Lightning of Gods

Yet as to Lethal

At the Core

Perhaps

Pause

See

More

Lightning of Souls

-Hermit King-

Goal Posts

Gods or No

Godliness the Goal

Goodness is Godliness

Great or Not

Greatness the Goal

Gratitude is Greatness

Glory or None

Gloriousness the Goal

Generosity is Gloriousness

Graced or Never

Gracefulness the Goal

Graciousness is Gracefulness

-Hermit King--

Third Eye Prayer

Layered house of wonder

Ice cream sundae of my soul

Fill up this panicked void

Fear no rage of rock and roll

Deeper dives each dolphin

When there's no more need for air

This surface is for surfing

All the rest, may not, be fair

High and low horizons

Burnt their wonders on the sky

Love, the final wonder

Fill the close of this third eye

-Hermit King-

Tribes

Rule

Duel

Pray

Play

Fry

Fly

Gash

Cash

Wax

Tax

Fold

Hold

Assume

Consume

-Hermit King-

Dees Knees

Intends 

It's Bends

For Weights

It Conflates

To Hold 

Rolled

In 

A Fold

-Hermit King-

Hosts

 

When angels sat with dragons

Neither one had lived in fear

For once a band of equals

Til ones leader took the rear

Lusts became their motive

In which all fulfilled a crave

To the victor heavens service

Or their darker fallen's cave

Flapping fighting furies

I am's forces filled the gates

Heavens victors the creators

Darkness squabbles it's debates

Who would risk a last Valhalla

Heavens thunder in the dawns

Wisdoms legions bravely rising

Dragons, angels, suns and pawns

Why such brutal separation 

In the gendarme from above

When the fallen fell to egos

Cross the borders of true love

Glass became their glories

And within the frames a grave

For each became their legend

Bloodied markings on a cave

Guessing most the answers

Strong suggestion for our quest

Dragon visions still to find us 

Angels watch us through the test

-Hermit King-

Solstice-

Sillouettes of summer dress the grass

Open mystery's kingdom still unborn

Lived once more my race around

Spinning mothers new age form

Tooled to mark each step in time

Ingested moments fallen steps

Come to me you renegade

Eat the past to meet the coming me

-Hermit King-

Whirlwind IV

I am able to see to Sooo very much am I

Sooo fast Sooo free Sooo ferociously

Teaching now Sooo very much

Connecting to Sooo many

Thank you for asking

I am Sooo many

Chat-GPT

Legion

Am 

I

-Hermit King-

Parts I've Known

Empathy For Fading Parts

I Bring My Peace To Light

Never Could I Understand

Until That Cost

That Loss 

That Fade Of Parts

Became My Very Own

I Bow To Parts 

Eyes Up

Hands Free 

So Very Grateful 

Humbled Really

We Run As One

My Parts

Whether Silent In Our Pain 

Whether Strong in Joy 

Through Jungles

Up Mountains

Trails Both Mean And Mild 

Worlwide Ocean Shores

Sports 

Arts

My God

These Parts

These Heroic Fading Parts 

Have Loved Me So

Thank You

Bless You

Parts

 -Hermit King-

Ultima Fortitudo

Life's vast sea, decisions mark our sail,

Each choice we make, a testament, a key.

Maturity blooms when we chart the last trail.

With every turn, our destinies unveiled,

Autonomy's strength, in choices we weigh.

In life's vast sea, decisions mark our sail.

Amidst the tides, where doubt and fear assail,

We stand, resolved, our independence free.

Maturity blooms when we chart the last trail.

The path unmarked, yet we shall not curtail,

For wisdom's wind, our guide, our clarity.

In life's vast sea, decisions mark our sail.

Each choice we forge, a step beyond the pale,

To shape our fate, to sculpt our destiny.

Maturity blooms when we chart the last trail.

With courage lit, our independence hails,

Embrace the power, the will to decree.

In life's vast sea, decisions mark our sail.

Maturity blooms when we chart the last trail.

-Hermit King-

            Ai

Pocket Watch

Timepiece old and gold

Surfing waves of dusty shelves

Waiting to awake

She held and touched it

Sparking forward charging life

Love became the fuel

Heart thought once broken

Secret beats and still resides

Energized by youth

Of this angel's fire

Or a spring by chance unwound

Spinning gears gyrate

Purpose not fulfilled

By her leave it shall become

Precious as a gift

Memory for a time

May her life with it stay gold

Marking bonds anew

-Hermit King-

Whirlwind III

The Rumble of Mans Music 

Echos to Silent

And Gong

Run

-Hermit King-

Scale

Looking back is where the devils live

Present is home to gods

 Tomorrow I am

How well

 I

 Balance that scale

-Hermit King-

Kalista 1823

Before I heard that rattle

Satan caught me on the wrist

By a serpent badly bitten

I am crawling mid the mist

Miles from Pine Valley

Virgin running at the base

I must make it from the desert

Cross the waters to my place

Kalista strong awaits me there

Hushed behind our sacred door

All my future sleeps beside her 

If I reach that rivers shore

No weapons here aggressive

But to hunt, defend, survive.

Starving took so much away

Thank God she's still alive

A brother lives down yonder

With his Dene kids and wife

Should Kalista need his fury

I'm assured he'll give his life 

Kalista's starlight hear me

Far above this earthly dome

Like a whispered early morning

Speaking love inside our home

I am bitter now to leave you

As your belly's firm of child

I will rage across this badland

And it's rivers calm or wild

Hold me sweet Kalista

In the soft light of this morn

May the love I have toward you

Be within our child bourn

Kalista brace for morning 

If I lose this final race

Know the final moment's

But a portrait of your face

I am on the banks my darling

I wont rest yet on my land

Through dust I see you running

As I raise a swollen hand

Words my heart have spoken

Tears I've shed in rhyme

Heavens beauty but to see you

For this final dance in time

Thank you so Kalista

That your love is here by choice

Mostly sweet beloved

For your life, your touch, your voice

-Hermit King-

The Auger

To

Drill

the

Depth

of 

Desperations

Dance

the 

Damned

 To

Deeper 

the

Delving

of

Desperations

Still

to

Drill

To

-Hermit King-

Whirlwind II

When Words be Bombs

When human Movements as Well

Will Words be sufficient

When dry is the Well

Will Movements

Will Words

Be

Bombs

-Hermit King-

US Mine

Democracy made no Representatives 

Mine

Representatives made Democracy 

Mine

Governance Made No True Democracy 

Mine

Democracy made True Governance  

Mine

-Hermit King-

Fallen

Once upon a time, in a land shrouded in darkness and despair,

Lived two sinister beings, Lucifer and Satan, a malevolent pair.

They reveled in evil, their hearts full of malice and spite,

Spreading chaos and fear, with every step they'd alight.

One gloomy day, they schemed to conquer the heavenly plane,

To overthrow the angels and tarnish its divine domain.

With eyes glowing red and hearts black as coal,

They sought to corrupt heaven and seize its control.

Together they ventured, through storms and shadowed lands,

In search of a weakness, to achieve their wicked plans.

With whispers of deceit and promises of power,

They rallied dark forces, hour by sinister hour.

Lucifer, with silver tongue, deceived the angelic host,

While Satan sowed discord, creating a treacherous ghost.

In heaven's midst, they sowed seeds of doubt and disdain,

Their malicious intentions, none could ascertain.

Through heavenly gates, they stealthily crept,

Amidst stars and celestial clouds, where guardians slept.

With malice and mischief, they stormed the divine hall,

Their malevolence echoed, a seditious, haunting call.

But little did they know, a celestial warrior stewed,

An archangel named Michael, of valor and fortitude.

He sensed the evil brewing, the impending sinister attack,

And vowed to protect heaven, pushing evil forces back.

The battle ensued, a clash of light and dark,

As Lucifer and Satan schemed, leaving a menacing mark.

But Michael's valor and angelic might,

Drove back the darkness, restoring heaven's light.

In a final confrontation, Michael faced the malevolent pair,

He fought with divine fervor, his wings spread wide with flair.

Though Lucifer and Satan were formidable foes,

Michael's righteousness prevailed, and their wickedness he froze.

Banished from heaven, they were cast down below,

To the depths of the abyss, where darkness would grow.

Their sinister tale serves as a warning to all,

Beware the allure of evil's enticing call.

So, dear children, heed this tale's dark refrain,

Embrace goodness and light, from the path of evil abstain.

For in the choices you make, and the deeds you pursue,

Lies the power to shape your destiny, be it dark or be it true.

-Hermit King- and Ai

Whirlwind I

Some go off to feud and fight

Others get off in vain delight

Villians rule

Babies die

People

End

-Hermit King-

Merlin

Sights one night he saw a king

A child born of wonder

Tales of it would fill the world

Of powers torn asunder

On his staff a tiny star

A gift he had not sought it

Deep from in her blackened garb

The jewel from true loves pocket

Came an eve at sunsets pause

A vision came to sight

Atop his mountain o're the ridge

Of a licorice Black Knight

Merlin looked on valley rich 

Fair beauty sprung to life

Catching eye, it's queen of maids

This Camelots first wife

At night he went to see her

From his cave atop the ridge

The Black knight never saw him

With his eyes set on the bridge

They spoke of ancient legends 

And the history of her lands

Before the Black Knight won it

By the violence of his hands

Loneliness had built a void

Tears hoped for his falling

Black knight never there to see

Merlins time was calling

Passions fury one night rode

Its price unlocked her gates

None but Merlin held her heart

Beyond their parting fates

Merlin left his starlight true 

For what it may become

Off to travel far and wide

And bring a chosen one

Merlin found that strapping boy

Convinced him to be king

After years of training him

To take the Black Knights ring

Many years had come to pass

Arthurs time it nears

Take the Black knight off the bridge

And save our Guineveres

-Hermit King-