Friday, December 31, 2010

On a Darkened Horse...

She rode upon a darkened horse,
Who carried all her fears away.
Leaving trails of blood from her hearts remorse.
Not knowing what to say,
There's no longer a delay.

Tidal waves of stormy clouds pour in
As she cluntches her teeth tight.
Desires are fed off her adrenalin.
Striving to stay alive with might.

Thunder rips through her body's temple,
Walking her spirit upon shakey ground.
Now, flying free it all seems so simple.
Yet the sun decends and nothing is found.

What has this timeless journey brought?
All answers weaved and salted.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Scattered Echoes...

Flowers for a grave,
Both dainty and distressing,
As tears escape twin rivers of the soul.
Convenient time I gave,
Infrequently expressing,
The sentiment between routine and role.
Words left unspoken,
Considered unnecessary,
Sunshine and shadows, petals and tears.
Now the bridge is broken,
The chance was temporary,
To cross back and stroll through tender years.
Eulogies and regret,
As mysterious as Jade,
I failed to say just what I really meant.
A cemetery debt,
For love that went unpaid,
And greeting cards I never even sent.

MIND!

Pale eyes, a blank expression,
wander through clouds of indescribable dreams.
Cold mist air, surrounded isolation
flaws my occupied mind
with either hate or death.
Something certain will be for always;
change in time forbids movement.
Fearing you understands myself;
help me open up, just a little more.

Darkened Cigarettes...

Alone, in front of the expanse of black,
Light from the side but faith no more,
A moment to ponder before I crack,
And I reach for the pain without a sore.

It eludes me, that devious and sly thought,
Leaving the notion of immense disease,
A smile - receiving the item that I sought,
But it's a lie - I'm brought to my knees.

One, the sender, blinks and turns away,
Finding solace in personal deceptions,
Letting this helpless being cry and stray,
Upon the brink of futile conceptions.

Once - just maybe - there had been the rose,
Impish grins shining to respond in aluminum,
But the heart - it feels what the mind knows,
Sensing pain in edifices and a small crumb.

Falling, now, with no signs of stopping known,
Occasional hints with the facade of light to see,
Snapping and breaking every single bone,
Yet one would see an untouched body.

Light - the purifying source of all knowledge and lies,
Those Mundane objects re-attaching mortal debts,
Here - no, perhaps there, light returns and deeply sighs,
Streaming the curling smoke of darkened cigarettes.

Windows

Across the headlands
The forest masses
Under gray skies
And mist
Into a solid wall
Of muted gray
Through which cars
Glide skirting noiselessly
The rocky edge.
Through a window
I watch, windows are
For watching -
Square pieces of life
Ever changing.

Friday, September 3, 2010

Overcast...

Song, my tempest angel
Ring through my clouded breath
Tones carry the lyrics of life
To bring the passage of death

Oh, sweet melody rapture
I beseech you in respect
Bring solitude to its end
With your holy dialect

Tear tone notes of chant
Blackens the once blue sky
Softens my restless spirit
To ease me where i lie

Words from unknown gods
Sung through sirens lips
Enchant this weary soul
Buried in death's own crypts

So long, too long ago
Was when i heard it last
A tender sorrow tale
That accompanies my past

But now i will sing
And release my heavy chains
So i can live in harmony
beneath the pouring rains...

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Abandon the past
Throw away the baggage
Suffer no more. avast

Breakaway from the chains and shackles
Which from you, your life, take away;
Breathe again; this time without constraint
And the dreams in your eyes
Realize;

Forget fear. Forget the barriers and the walls
Even the greatest of mountains on your feet will fall
When you with self-trust stand tall.

Walk away from those who try to cheat on your soul. Don’t stall.
Remember the wisdom of those wiremen The universal law will square all.

Dream and don’t give up
And if they don’t shape up
Try. try once more.
Don’t breakup.

For the race of life
Is won, not, by the fastest or the strongest
But, by the one who can give his all……….

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