Whispers on the Wind

[Scots_On_The_Rocks]

"Tuurngaq" (Fallen Angel)

I am an angel made from Heaven's Light
Created to uphold what is right

I am an angel born of the god's sweat and strife
The only one given mortal life

I am an angel who draws earthly breath
who also knows the pain of death

I am an angel and yet I too can fall
I am an angel and not above it all

I am an angel, once top of the list
One who longed for only a kiss

I am an angel who felt a human touch
then was left longing for it too much

I am an angel who dared to love
and now have fallen from Heaven above

I am an angel of flesh and bone
I no longer wish to be alone

I am an angel who in passion did lie
I am an angel and now I cry

I am an angel, denied Heaven's throne
with no place to call my home

I am an angel who dared desire
Now, I shall forever be burned in love's fire

I am an angel or so I seem
The only one to have a mortal's dream

[Scots_On_The_Rocks]

"An Alphabet of War"

All the pain in the world is
Bundled up inside us
Causing many of us to have our spirit
Die with each passing day.
Everywhere we look, we and
Find people who
Glorify living the "good life" while still others preach about
Happiness
In tune with
Joy as they refuse to acknowledge that the
Killing and wars rage on...
Leaving society injured, dead and torn. It
Makes them angry, demanding and
Needing answers as well as
Ordering strong vindication. But to
Pause,
Question the facts while
Requesting something different, finding only a
Silent whisper of no hope or
Truth, so very
Unyielding. "That won't stop the
Viciousness and violence", we cry as the government
Wages more personal wars on morality. If we refuse to be another
Xerox copy of Fascism,
Yearning for freedom, we will find that all our
Zeal will have been just another meaningless and weak facade in the sands of time.

[Scots_On_The_Rocks]

"The scene"


I had been captivated by her all night
There was something about her that caught my eye
I couldn’t place a name to it.
I watch as she strips for hym
Standing there in her defiant stark beauty
I notice that others have gathered to watch this scene unfold
I wonder what will hy choose to be hys implements
To inflict maddeningly passionate torture on her body
As I watch
I see her lift her head
Her eyes catch mine
She is absolutely stunning there
A picture of obedient submission
Hy leads her to the St. Andrews cross and restrains her there perfectly
Her head is turned to the side
I meet her gaze full on
I watch as hy picks up the buffalo hide floggers
And begins hys warm-up
I watch intently, never losing her gaze
I watch as her body moves into each touch of the leather on her skin
And her eyes become glazed over with only the rawest of emotions
I feel a deep stirring in my body
I watch this torment play itself out before me
I watch as hy brings her closer and closer to the brink
Of what I am unsure
And yet through it all her gaze has never strayed from mine
Before long I see her eyes close
She bites her bottom lip
This scene so intense it shakes me to the core
And yet I am at the verge of release myself
Her eyes open and fix on me again as her body begins to shudder
Hy soon moves to release her
Beginning the aftercare that such an intense scene demands
I am left shaken to my core as together they turn
Walking away to some more secluded area
I shrug off the obviousness of my arousal
I make my way through the throngs of people outside into the darkness
I step into the womb of the night
Drawing several cleaning breaths into my lungs
Trying to still my raging libido
I am oblivious to time and space as the cool night air fills me
I then feel a touch upon my shoulder
Turning in the darkness
I know who it is even though I cannot see her face
I fight the urge to pull her into my arms
Showing her the extent of my arousal
Instead I stand silent
As she leans in and whispers
“Thank you”
Then kisses my cheek
Before waking away