II. I Am The Hunter

Part Two of Tears From Abaddon.

Blackness fades to dreams
where I am under darkened skies and cloud
Contemplating why the stars
blinked bright and proud
amongst the twilight mist
and then vanished behind the clouds.
Another beautiful thing
transcends into bitter twist.
Why would they, my beauty, hide
before my very eyes?
The clouds began to clear
and read me stories from the sky.

I am the hunter
with my bow of fire and string
and from my belt of leather and felt
a dagger dangles by my knees.
The great Gods gave me life as
an oh so generous gift.
I hunted every beast on Earth
and the love of Artemis.
Though wonderfully I walked the world
and I walked the waves
I was brought so harshly to my grave
in a night of poison and betrayal.

Poison and betrayal
how true! How true those words
seem today as they melee
inside my mind.
Rugged, battered and worn
but their meaning is so defined.
Awaken, awaken my soul
and let me face the spire.
Let me climb to its peak
and look down into the fire.
Should I be told to jump
and I be forced to fall
let it be known I’ll do it with pride.
The charges I could accept them all
just free from this repose.
Show yourself, speak my name
and bring this nightmare to a close.

Footsteps, they grow numbered and near.
Tremors from my right as with each
solitary step’s might the ground begins
to tear.
Finally I’m aware of the sense of
the smoke which fills the air.
I’ve heard of his name,
I know of his name
yet still I feel no fear
as I wait in my sleep
for my alert to be free
and for the Devil to appear.

Crashing into silence
slowly, slowly the tapping
fades to nothing
and all I hear is breathing.
Bull like breathing as the
wild beast’s seething
body stands over mine.
Still I’m in a trance
as he waits there for some time.
My wonders roaming free
and wandering into fluster.
Shadowed by the fiery
glare of evil’s hefty structure.

I whisper that I’m the hunter
and for him to do his worst.
Still I am the hunter though
my dream was short and cursed.
The devil sure enough is laughing,
great big ample laughter
as the place rocks from his frame
shaking and still waiting for
to end his bitter games.

Soon there comes a dabbing
somewhere in the distance
and I wonder if he’s leaving
but sadly still I feel him breathing
over my ever-anxious form.
I feel this saintly stepping
is one which calms the storm.
Suddenly the fires are cooling
and I almost feel at peace.
Next a tranquil voice
asks that I open up my eyes.
This time I have the power
and they open to face
of Jesus Christ.

 

Reviews

[Mia]

Some words are there and you read them, they’re still there and you’re still here and you read them. And then you get words that are there and you read them…they’re still there but you go there just to read them…does that make sense?! I didn’t start out reading this out loud but then I had to, there is crazy power to this and I’m far more excited than I imagined I would be and I feel like a hunter. It’s alive this poem…it has a life of its own and you can’t help but just be within it! I hope I’m making sense because I would hate for you to miss the compliment in my craziness. I am Gabriel excited; these are the peaks of your talent. They are the moments when maybe you just don’t know what you’ve done but then people see what you’ve done and words just don’t do anything but ruin the great thing you’ve just created. I love it; I am in love with it. Favourite! And if I could order my favourites it would be at the top! JB!! You’ve done it again!!!

[TheJordBaker]

Wow!! Thanks so much :D I've started work on the 3rd part so I'll guess you'll look forward to that then? lol. Your kind words always mean so much Mia, thanks again, you're awesome :)

[Mia]

My pleasure! Please as soon as you put it up message me...I'm too excited! (RR are off)

[TheJordBaker]

Will do :)

[spiritwind]

Wow! I like your vision for this epic! I must read more. And more! So energized by this.

[TheJordBaker]

thank you :)