WARNING: Adult (Above 18 in mental and physical) and less than happy subject matter.Adult subject matter and that is just the violence and sex. Not in order or organized yes.(And yes some disturb me on how sick humans can be? Tempted to put some at the bottom?)Some was done when I was in a not happy place, exploring some feelings and seeing if I had fallen, but ...Some, was about others I had known, talked to and I hope helped? My venting about life, and other fun things.Some below are R and like rated, so be warned.
INDEX:Raven's CallRebornReflected AngerRightsRise to StandRoses are RedRoses Red Blood Installed (Installed Rose)Rose Petals and CuffsRuby WingsRudolf the Horny RangerRudolphRide the Wind------P-Ravens Call:A raven flys, crowing over the battle field, looking for it's feast,a feast not of blood and sinew, flesh and bone, but of souls.Searching for his masters table, to share in his mastersbounty to Valhalla this raven flys across thee battle fieldstrewn with his master handy work, for who is Odin, the masterof battles, lord of the carrion, the trickster, and deciever,but also the lord of the hosts of Valhalla, for one day thesehonored dead will arise to serve their master once again in thetime of Ragnarok, some day in the future, but for these men, whofought each other unto deaths door, they will be there once again,this time arm in arm, shield to shield, shoulder to shoulderfighting for their master, who table they do share, of fighting,wenching and drinking there is much, for they know their fate,for in the end, they will die once again, against a foe, a trickyfoe and his friend from below. The serpent, the wolf, the giants manywill be there to cross the bridge of light, to Heimdalls callthe men will come to the final field to share in final glory.A final fate againt all the evils of the world, and their deathswill not be in vain, even this second time, for in the end,the world will be anew and reborn.Mike Adams14 May 1998--------P-Reborn:Oh a man once said to his son,son pray you have not donewhat I once done, to stand beforethe gates of hell and said to thebeast with in, come forth you varmitand foul beast and face me,one on one, and come now quick,for I am dead but reborn..Mike2005-------P-Reflected Anger 2009(For Chee Chee)I hit, I beatI strike outand hurt herbut not for whatshe did, but whatothers didbut she took itall, why I screamwas it love? LoveA love, didnot deserve,or patienceBut she tookit and I gave itand it was wrongin so many waysfor it was nother anger to bearor take, but mine.For not doingto those who hurtme to stand upand be a man anddeal with themup front, or justmove on, butinstead I beat herhard, and in shame.Shame once know,it ended butdamage doneand never to healthe pains givenin my angerand shame.She is gone, butremembered of myhumanity and weaknessand pledge tohurt no onelike I did herand in this I holdher memoriesdear and close.Please I begforgive me andbe at peace myfriend Chee Cheea dog in formbut a saint inspirit. A ghostI bear and holdand know like nailsholding me to a crossof my own making.Mike2009-------P-RightsWe the people, of life, libertyand pursuit of happiness.I worship how I want, speak as I willand with who and how I share it.I arm as I wish. No soldiers at my place,At least with out renting.I am not a crook, Drove it, and no doublesHelp, speed, quality. My peers know me best.I am not a rich man, or love pain.This is not all, more to be revealed.All else is mine or my state.Mike2009-------P-Rise to StandI rise, to stand, a man broken and battered,battered by the causes of the age, the trialsand tribulations of life, love and desirefor justice unbound, who cares to rise with me?None, for all are dead around me, or gone to campsand prisons strong before me, or locked in housesand jails of their own making..Prisons of conformity, and wanting to belong,of thinking they are in power, illusionsof their own power and place..Mike2005------P-A Roseoh, ah your eyes like diamond sparking black and dark, mysterious they are, hiding lust behind cold hard eyes..cold eyes, passions light a fire of lust and passions dark and dangerous, miles seperate, but souls bound togetherhe sees her there, and falls hard to the floor, not a floor of wood or stone, but of love and lust eternal, unrequented and unable to be showed and done..bodies tied together, kiss for kiss, touch for touch, feel and warmth shared as passions flame hot and burning bright..one nite, an eternity of love and blish. shared passions.. oh touch, and careess, cuddles and kisses, fluids shared and dreams explored.shall I kiss you slow, hands exploring down a back, cloths sliding off, kisses gentle on shoulders bare, hair flowing down, moved by lovelyMikeFor: Rose OutWater--------P-On Ruby WingsOn Ruby Wings: hair auburn, eyes blue,she stand before me naked to my sightand I am heaven bound for she an angelof delight a vision of my site, this ladyruby red and blood running in my head,she is lips of red, full and lovely,neck exposed and wishing to be exploredand kissed, sucked on and tasted, inchby inch, mile by mile until I have suckedand pleasured it all, and she is beyondheavens for the pleasure share is on ofmortal men and women, in bed long and hard,sharing each pleasure of the flesh, but bothloving it and enjoying, giving there all andknowing there is more, and wanting to sharewith the other all they are, their soulslocked as one together inseperately, evenwhen apart they feel the other.. on ruby wingsthey slide and glide, come as one, thrust forthrust, touch for touch, moan for moan, untilboth are near death, and wanting still more..Mike2005--------P-Roses Red Blood Installed:roses are red,so is blood..dripping onthe floor fromwounds installedby me as I die.Mike200?--------P-Rose Petals and Cuffsah sweet ladies of petals and cuff,how to love you, shall I love yousoft and sweet, like petals touchingskin but softly, or like cuffs, hardand restraining?Mike2005-------P-Roses are RedRoses are red,violence brings blood,blood falls on grounda landscape of bodiesfloating in a sea of hateand anger, disease comesand agony to.And in the end,ground is fertilized,and roses are redlike blood on snow.Mike2003------P-Sex Rocks (Roxy Sexy) Damn, you are hot. lovely of face, of features and grace,of body more can be said, but mind is not for there,for friends to be made, and not to be laid, but thoughtshard not to go there, but good to be.. I shall, to lustfor her, mind, body and soul, to see the beauty of all three,all in due time and course.. ah to see her there, before my eyes,to wish to kiss her lips, to feel her hips next to mine,to hold her close, with arms shared and entwined. To worshipat her face, and to know a smile of her face, to give her all and more..To feel her warm and soft, to smell her scent, to know her love,to feel her, it drives my mind to thoughts of love, lust passions shared..but friends for now and ever more.. to squash the passions rising,and keep them low and hidden. And not exploding.. love to beholdher moon, and know the flow of your hair down breasts laid bareto the site of love.. To behold the necks, to be kissed, and tastedsoft and sweet, slow and gentle, to hold the body close..to dance as one, slow at first, but more to follow..Mike2004------P-Sex Rocks (Roxy Sexy) Damn, you are hot. lovely of face, of features and grace,of body more can be said, but mind is not for there,for friends to be made, and not to be laid, but thoughtshard not to go there, but good to be.. I shall, to lustfor her, mind, body and soul, to see the beauty of all three,all in due time and course.. ah to see her there, before my eyes,to wish to kiss her lips, to feel her hips next to mine,to hold her close, with arms shared and entwined. To worshipat her face, and to know a smile of her face, to give her all and more..To feel her warm and soft, to smell her scent, to know her love,to feel her, it drives my mind to thoughts of love, lust passions shared..but friends for now and ever more.. to squash the passions rising,and keep them low and hidden. And not exploding.. love to beholdher moon, and know the flow of your hair down breasts laid bareto the site of love.. To behold the necks, to be kissed, and tastedsoft and sweet, slow and gentle, to hold the body close..to dance as one, slow at first, but more to follow..Mike2004-------P-Rudolph:Rudolph the brown nosed reindeerhad a very shining noseand if you ever saw it,you would ever say it glowsall of the other reindeers usedto wipe and beat him hard.They never let poor Rudolphplay in any kinky games..Then one crazy Orgy day,Santa came to say,Rudolph with your ass so wide,you going to be mine tonightThen all the reindeers loved him,as they shouted out with gleeRudolph the kinky reindeerYou'll go done on everyone onefor freeMike2006-------P-RightsWe the people, of life, liberty and pursuit of happiness. I worship how I want, speak as I will andwith who and how I share it.I arm as I wish.No soldiers at my place At least with out renting.I am not a crook,.Prove it, and no doublesHelp, speed, quality.My peers know me best.I am not a rich man, or love pain.This is not all, more to be revealed.All else is mine or my state.Mike2009(work in progress, Bill of Rights!)-------P-Rose are Red Roses are red,violence bringsblood, blood fallson ground a landscapeof bodies floatingin a sea of hateand anger, diseasecomes and agony toall, in the end,fertilized is groundand roses red likeblood on snow. Mike2003------P-Reflected Anger 2009 (For Chee Chee): I hit, I beatI strike outand hurt herbut not for whatshe did, but whatothers didbut she took itall, why I screamwas it love? Love, A love,did not deserve,or patienceBut she tookit and I gave itand it was wrongin so many waysfor it was nother anger to bearor take, but mine. For not doingto those who hurtme to stand upand be a man anddeal with themup front, or justmove on, butinstead I beat herhard, and in shame. Shame once know,it ended butdamage doneand never to healthe pains givenin my angerand shame. She is gone, butremembered of myhumanity and weaknessand pledge tohurt no onelike I did herand in this I holdher memoriesdear and close. Please I begforgive me andbe at peace myfriend Chee Cheea dog in formbut a saint inspirit. A ghostI bear and holdand know like nailsholding me to a crossof my own making. Mike Adams2009---------P-Ride the WindTo ride the storm,it flies in, filteringmy mind, rising me up andinto the sky to leaveall mortal things behindand ride the wind, to feelit lift me up, and thru mechanging me into a being ofair and light, and ride thewinds and feel all float awayand no long earth but nowair and fire.Mike Adams2011----------Copyright 1998 Mike Adams