Embers Of My Heart (Version 02)

Embers Of My Heart

(Version 02)

Beat up and broken, left with half a heart

I dig the claws of my soul

into the cold hard rock that lay before me.

The Gail force winds are polluted

with particles of great loss and suffering,

threatening my existence, by attempting 

to suffocate the last of my will to carry on.

Poisonous words fall like rain, turning to steam,

with intent to extinguish the embers of my heart.

Without warning, the Gail force winds give in

to find someone else to weak to fight. 

Naked and cold, I turn on my back

to face the dark empty space all around me.

As I breath deep, I can feel 

the clean cool air filling my broken body,

I sense healing vibrations 

flowing through the core of my being.

I let out an uncontrollable trembling sigh,

let go, and start to cry.

I see images of angels

through the blurry window of my soul, go by.

I now know I'm not alone, 

and can start to rekindle 

the embers of my heart. 

Written By: Michael K. Englmann

October 18, 2012

Revised February 24, 2019

AKA: iambigbang / Blue Sky Igniter

michaelenglmann@shaw.ca

www.iambigbang.blogspot.com

Angelic Song (Damage To My Heart Undone) Ver02

Angelic Song

(Damage To My Heart Undone)

(Version Two)

To Christ and Angels, I sincerely pray

For salvation to finally come my way

As I lay in my bed tonight all alone

Crying over the greatest loss I have ever known

Freedom from this deep pain I desperately need

Felt from my wound that continues to bleed

Glowing brightly-blue an Angel appears

Her love and warm embrace are finally here

Her divine presence begins to heal, singing an angelic song

Bursting out brilliant blue light all night long

Her music resonates control over her love spun thread

To the gash in my heart, glowing weave is led

Her elevated vibrations are on high

Drying up the puddles of pain I cried

Thank you, Angel-of-blue, and God's begotten Son

For the damage to my heart now undone

I'll spread your word Christ my Lord

Using my pen as a mighty sword

Written by: Michael Englmann

AKA: BigBang / Blue Sky Ingniter

November 01, 2012

Revised December 06, 2012

Revised February 22, 2019

michaelenglmann@shaw.ca

www.iambigbang.blogspot.com

A Feather & A Flower

A Feather 
&

A Flower

Drifting astray,

Falling from a sky of grey,

A ruffled feather befriends a lonely flower,

Amidst a summer rain shower.

Upon her open peddles,

He gently settles.

Broken hearts,

Two halves combine.

One life now created.

 Loneliness quickly faded.

A colorful love, freeing their minds.

Inner peace they both will find.

From wind, earth, and drops of dew.

Their friendship inwardly grew.

This is how Verticordia came to be

The Feather-Flower

for all to see

Written by: Michael K. Englmann

On: February 20, 2019

AKA: BigBang/BlueSkyIgniter

iambigbang.BlogSpot.com

MICHAEL

MICHAEL

This is me, they call me Michael

I’m not the type that’s suicidal

But Holy shit man Oh My God

People here are fucking flawed

Not to say they lack affordance

Just fuck-a-fied from using substance

I've survived and kept my wit

Staying clear of the Druggist's pit

Left or right I dare not snooze

The God Dam Gov has lite the fuse

Cops and Clerks, out to blame

Nothing ever stays the same

Public Puppets push false claims

Chems' are safe - they have no shame

I choose my thoughts as I see fit

And trash the rest that they trans-mit

Muddy rules constrict my shoes

A game designed for all to lose

Don’t forget my name is Michael

This fucking race is Homicidal

If I stay, I'll lose my grip

Leaders are controlling dicks

Prohibition, Pills, legal weed

Hypocritical Feds forcing creeds

Living here is quite insane

Illusion coursing through their veins

Life is good from where I sit

Staying clear of the Debter's pit

Along the way are blatant clues

Still the fools consume their glues

City life - A Dead-End Grind

Holy crap it blows my mind

Social Delusion a viral fad

Media claims it’s not so bad
Pushers push their opioids

Users fill their empty voids

This is not what life’s about

What the fuck, I just want out

But I’m still here, they call me Michael

Standing strong too end this cycle

Written By: 
Michael K. Englmann
February 12, 2019

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A Kinder Life To Claim The Earth

A
 Kinder life
To Claim The Earth

The mind is poisoned; the soul lambasted.

A perfect creation abused and wasted
Blame-full souls repeating the past
 Instilled with fear -- Their bodies slashed

Something drove them all insane
 Nothing more than death remains
Life like this cannot sustain

 It must return from whence it came

This nameless thing does fear defeat
Control is crumbling beneath its feet
Its final end is soon at hand

First came water -- Flooding land
Bringing death to son and daughter
Now comes Flame -- The final stand
An end to fear -- An end to Slaughter 

 From the ash will bring new birth

A kinder life to claim the earth

Written by: Michael K. Englmann

On: February 10 , 2019

AKA: Big Bang / Blue Sky Igniter

iambigbang.BlogSpot.com

Wake Now Version 02

Wake Now

Version 02

Can I resist the Temptation to eat
the ripened fruit of my Heart and Soul

Or will I rise beyond the reach of my own outstretched arm,

Freeing myself from self-imposed decomposition

Posed and standing strong am I

Knowing that I'll prevail

Comforted by thoughts of valor

I feel his presents and undying love for me

Late will never be the hour

To feast on my own heart and soul

For there is always room for one more

On his outstretched branches of infinite forgiveness

This place of peace and tranquility

Is always expanding and Omni-present

Existing within us all without reservation

I will wake now from this hypnotic sleep

Take back what is mine

And tend to the garden

Where grows the Tree of Life

That gives freely to all

Written By: Michael K. Englmann

On the 
Sixth Day

 Of The 
Second Month

In the Year
Two Thousand And Nineteen

AKA: BigBang / BlueSkyIgniter

iambigbang.blogspot.com

michaelenglmann@shaw.ca

Everything Happens For A Reason

Everything Happens For A Reason

Everything happens for a reason

And some of it is not very pleasin

Water falls from the sky in the form of  rain

The wind and the sun seem to do the same

Its always been this way since the day he said let it be

But distorted is the way us human choose to see

Ruler....Judge And Jury

Never a moments peace

Always in a hurry

Wrapping our new born souls in fleece with one hand

Then quickly converting them into beasts with the other

When will this reign of terror end

I hope its just around the bend

Written By: Michael K. Englmann

On the 
Twenty Second Day

 Of The First Month

In the Year Two Thousand And Fifteen

AKA: BigBang / BlueSkyIgniter

iambigbang.blogspot.com

michaelenglmann@shaw.ca

BENEVOLENCE

BENEVOLENCE

ALL THE WORLD'S' A STAGE
i'VE CHOSEN TO ENGAGE
i PLAY MY ONLY PART
EVERY MOMENT
HAS AN ENDING
EVERY ENDING
HAS A START
i GO HERE
i GO THERE
i REACH INTO MY POCKET
AND PAY MY HUMBLE SHARE
i TASTE THE EARTH
FROM FERTILE SOIL IT GIVETH BIRTH
i FEEL THE SUN
LIGHT AND WARMTH TILL DAY IS DONE
i BREATH THE AIR
A GIFT FOR ALL MANKIND TO SHARE
THE PLAYFUL WIND
THEN SCATTERS SEEDS
SPROUTING LIFE
TO BLESS MY NEEDS
THEN WATER FALLS FROM HIGH ABOVE
OF MANY THINGS i TRULY LOVE

Written By: Michael K. Englmann

On the 

Fouth Day

 Of The 
First Month

In the Year
Two Thousand And Nineteen 

AKA: BigBang / BlueSkyIgniter

iambigbang.blogspot.com

michaelenglmann@shaw.ca

The Death Of Dr. Doctrinaire

THE DEATH OF DR. DOCTRINAIRE 

RED LIGHT FLASHING
HOPE WITHSTANDING
GATEWAY VALVE
WAS OPEN WIDE
PRESSURE GUSHED
THROUGHOUT HIS MIND
WRONGFUL DEEDS
HE HAD CONCEDED
UPON OTHERS
HE HAD TREATED
NOW RELEASED
FROM SELF-ILLUSION
FORWARD FACING
NO CONCLUSION
THERE WAS MUCH
TO BE UNDONE
STILL HIS STORY
WAS UNSUNG
NO MORE DOGMATIC
SELF-IMPOSED INFLICTION
PRAISE THE LONG AWAITED
DEATH AND CONVICTION
OF DR. DOCTRINAIRE
SOON THERE AFTER
PROCEEDED GREAT REPAIR
SPAWNING INNER LAUGHTER
REBIRTH COULD NOT COME TO SOON
FROM HIS PSYCHOLOGICAL MONSOON

Written By: Michael K. Englmann

On the 

Second Day

 Of The 
First Month

In the Year
Two Thousand And Nineteen 

AKA: BigBang / BlueSkyIgniter

iambigbang.blogspot.com

michaelenglmann@shaw.ca

Selfless Men (Version Two)

Selfless Men
(Version Two)

With blood and tears, the past was stained
Prevailing peace gives hope again
Blessed are we that all can stand
Upon this free and fertile land
Let us give respect in mass
For men of war that have since passed
For all the selfless men that fell
We place our poppies on lapel
Let''s remember with all our hearts
Each beloved man makes up the parts
Of what today our country has become
And pray that waging wars are forever done

Written By: Michael K. Englmann

On the 

Second Day

Of the 

First Month

In the Year
Two Thousand And Nineteen 

AKA: BigBang / BlueSkyIgniter

iambigbang.blogspot.com

michaelenglmann@shaw.ca