Bete Noire

Bete Noire
a poem by JA Sterling

Bête noire

Bleak foreboding rain
Hope, concern, love
Suffering the sting of ignominy
Aversion strangles
Life
Hatred, a word once unknown
Spreads one to another
Combusting the soul inwards
Anathematized

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The Goblet of Fired Clay

The Goblet of Fired Clay
a poem by JA Sterling

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Upon the potter’s wheel sat a shapeless pile of reddish tinge clay
Waiting to be created, to be brought into existence, waiting for the one

The cold lifeless clay waited for the stead sturdy hands
Those hands aged by pain, by endurance, by sacrifice, by wisdom,

Delft fingers began to mold, to erect the mass into a sphere, an orb
Quickly the fingers worked, the gnarled knuckles moved effortlessly

The muscle remembering the movements from a million other spheres
Those fingers tweaked spikes of clay; those fingers dug out valleys

Then they stopped: pleased with the design, the texture of the sphere
Yet his work was not finished, there was much now to be done

Walls weak with no firm foundation were to be baptized in fire
The hot eternal breath fire of creation, the volatile phlogiston

Instantly the clay hardened, shrunk cracked, releasing tears of birth
Flooding the surface causing the cracks to hiss and simmer

Those tears flowed, polished the sphere, mirroring the space it occupied
One last element was needed, at the core of the sphere, the center of mind

Ideas spilled forth, words, came, one on top of the next, they built’
The words spoke to the sphere, spoke of roots, of beginning, of ends

Incomprehensible knowledge of the universe, all that is and all that was
Locked into that little golden globe, the mathematical precision of creation

Knowledge hidden inside this womb, inside the mind, the hallow sphere
This goblet of fired clay, this fragile goblet of earth filled with the elixir of life

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Opening the Gates of Hell

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Opening the Gates of Hell

a poem by JA Sterling

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That day in those hours, the sun darkened, the moon retreated
The very fabric of life held its breath, as the doors swung open,
Sulphur announced the coming, the vile odor announcing hell
Death was enviable, the pact was made, the deal must be enacted
The blood payment was called forth through the actions of the deluded
Suddenly on that morning the dam burst forth flooding the world with evil
Nothing could stand solid in that path of destruction of life, of metal, of hopes
No doves, no heralders of angelic hosts, all were silenced in that moment
Even God was eclipsed in those moments as the demons had the path cleared
That day the hatred spewed the venom onto the land, into the peace of morn
Those who committed the atrocity, so fooled by anger, irrational, senseless
In fire they were consumed, their souls vanished into the abyss of malice
Those of good, of peace, of innocence were also consumed in that fire of hate
The suffering incomprehensible, the reasoning unfathomable, the screams unyielding
The mind cannot cope why they were chosen to suffer; life is not fair it does seem
Why they had to endure the actions of stupidity, animosity hatred, resentment
Yet on that day they were lifted to the light, the inheritance of the angels
And what did those hell bent on destruction, followers of hopelessness, of transparency
What did they gain: nothing for evil is nothing in the end

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Gray Dust

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Gray Dust

a poem by JA Sterling 

 

The cloud flew through the streets
Engulfing the air, clogging every pore
Smoke, fire permeates the nose
Leaving behind thick dusting of cement
The dried tears of the towers that fell that day
The dried blood of those trapped that died
The dried sweat of those panicking to escape
The dried screams of children, men, and women
The dried vanished hopes of a rescue

 

 

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Thinking on That Day

Remembering 911 Series

Thinking on That Day
A drabble 100 words exact by JA Sterling
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I do not think one can ever understand or comprehend the horror faced by those people, whose lives were strapped to seats in the air. The fear the intimidation of the moment knowing how small you are, how previous life is and how easy hate can alter the world. Trapped in those planes, unable to defend or deflect the situation, there was no Superman coming, no justice in committing that atrocity. The terror in knowing you cannot stop what was to be, facing that catastrophe, the overwhelming fear wondering if God on that fateful day would be waiting for you.
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Towering Memories

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Remembering 911 Series

Towering Memories

a poem by JA Sterling

 

Sisters in steel, they stretched on their toes to the sky
Spectacular architectural device framing the night
To enthrall the moon to peek through, the stars to wonder
All the grandeur fueled jealousy from others seeking to harm
That jealousy spilled forth that day, the anger took control
The poison of a million snakes consumed the metal, the glass
Men with no heart, no soul left to understand to know the wrong
They took those towers of strength, of work, of blood, of humans
No defense no last words, no choice; those of evil thoughts did not care
They drove into the glass, the steel, exploding, shattering the skin
Igniting in a fiery second sending a ball that tore through innards
The beams groan and rebelled, yet in the end they were doomed
Buckling under the weight, the blisters of heat the tower fell to its knees
Then in one last breath fell to dust.

 

 

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Busy making  some fun items to giveaway when “Prophecy of the Ancients” is released late summer 2019 (fingers crossed).

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