lace sailed explorers A high mast with lace sails Silken fingers of winter gales vastness to never be charted Way back to where it started Started on a voyage from here to there Back to wondering how long youll fair inside you but never in your face Incapable of finding your place The beauty of being blinding shadows there for the finding A horizon of immeasurable danger Future looks back like a stranger Mangled up past, of shield and sword Remembering pleasure, oh the reward Forgetting your path thought to be odd Whispering song from the lips of god Ignore your intuition, logic doesnt belong Caution in the wind which sings your song That glimpse into what you call out to dreams making you rise without a clue constellations above are a tangle Knots of yarn, distance and angle Reeling, you grasp for what was lost Water and weight leaving you tossed Struggle all you want because you must Rising sails wanting to enslave every gust whim of progression holding you bound Every thing that was lost must be found needs ignore evolution Reverting to a solution To not bend to the will of surrounding Thus has been the path, the drowning Sinking, seeing the lights hem On the other hand ceasing them A wicked silver thread breaks through The Mastering of chaos that finds you A wicker maze leading you by the bit Bite down and mold to where you fit settle into a thrown where you sit Awakening to your own voice The sleeper still has a choice The remembrance of your constant growth Why on your deathbed is there an oath as sure as the water line is rising your buoyancy seems so surprising swallow what is and sprout from the dead written and read has been done and said everything has been done, why fight it find comfort in growth from where you sit that is your ego you probably think this poem I about you. It cant be, its mine mine mine |
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
buried gold
Romance is not dead its just buried deep
A thickened hide covers the sore spot
Callused hearts are unbreakable locks
Where did you get that key you wear?
How long has it hung on your neck
A guilty conscience is my copilot
Navigated by my pure bewilderment
When you whisper it sure to find me
Humming birds planting thoughts
Youll know where to find me
If I wander you will seek me out
Direction loses meaning, Im here
Im a fruit thats yours to peel away
Scared children under my hearts bed
I know youve been standing there
Watching through old cracked doors
Speed reading the book of my life
Scanning my old broken sidewalk
Weeds of insecurity on the rise
Your attentive eyes fuel their growth
Panic like a rising tide washing me
Youre the moon shifting the seas
Driving a cold wind against me
Mother Nature held in your breast
A summer rain now a spring sun
I fall through the seasons tonight
Sleeping moments like waking years
Past folly so distant in my heart
All is foreign and forever forgotten
Bondage is broken, soul soaring
Shedding all fear of the future
Peal away the pain of the present
The future finding fond feeling
Basking in your gaze Im reborn
Piercing eyes finish the story
An opening door to happiness
Light flooding in behind you
Seeing you I remember myself
Security surrounds your silhouette
Clinging to you to remember me
dream boat
Dreaming of being awake again
Light shines through, giving hope
The shadows are shrinking away
I'm wishing for winds of change
I'm willing them, tired of waiting
Oceanic eyes reflecting in yours
Waves of oblivion move me
Waiting for the first sign of shore
Change comes fast in retrospect
Eliciting change is the anchor
Letting go always strikes a chord
Thinking about not thinking
Roller coasters loop in reverse
I just remembered I'm asleep
Sagittarian pirates of the Caribbean Unite
trolls
Sunday, July 13, 2008
sweet morning
sweet morning
Lights limited vision stretches out and yawns
Swirling mist cloaks a murky arrival
Light fights it's with it morning blankets
Trying to shake the sand from its seams
Cold shoulders catch your warm words
Thawing your milky secrets away
Washing away fragmented fears
Shattered dreams melt into black
Born from shadows are webs of hope
Lanky well wishes extend around you
Feels like home, senses relieved
Perceptions weight's lifts away
Clouds clear and release the skyline
Reborn each morning again and again
New to the view of blossoming dawn.
reflection
reflection Have you ever taken a long look inward? |
private curtain
private curtain
I had a dream about it last night
No one was around and I was going crazy
It never feels this good awake
Awake I'm always anxious to let loose
I could walk all night doing it
To think of the places it takes me is weird
Meeting people who love it like I do
Consumed by the drive to do more
When I can't sleep late at night it's the cure
Even a quick fix in daily life is nice
Planning out my next chance to do it
Even empty handed its constantly there
I love seeing it in the middle of the day
Loving to learn about people who love it
I didn't wake up without you
Basking in your grin I returned to sleep
Picturing spilled coffee finding your feet
Your excited eyes sparking to life
Remembering the rise your laugh loosens
Forged by your hands strong and true
Give me my fucking arm back
Running away is far from my mind
Pushing off and just drifting is not in the cards
You're a comfortable pillow, a place I can rest
Forest filled eyes of deep greens and brown
Our moon lit paths wind up and down
Forget not to whisper our names in the dark
Collect all the flowers before we embark
Retaining reluctance while frolicking free
I need your soft ear to hear my night calls
Alone in the ocean, lost in my thoughts
Self induced sensory deprivation.
I Lowered a curtain, me and my mind
Together at last.
broken flowers
Wrinkles in folds of time
Piles of dust collected for you
Looking to the wings for wise words
Mindful ways of broken wills
You're looking to the next car
The next man you hate
His grin makes you sick
Wicked ways money makes
Collecting sin like stamps
Five dollars never hurt so badly
Scars just proved you healed
Proudly low and ousted
Thrown out like human waste
Ending up under years of soil
Spoiled by society, so it would seem
Mangled and warped left to rust
Seeing sights, mountains don't know
Riddles of personal deviation
A step away from oblivion
The Falsely Fragrant future
Lingering in family vehicles
Local heroes digging your dirt
City workers waving you down
Day starting encounters encouraged
Not disputed by reason and moral
Defy public opinion and just take
Harvest wanted wills and souls
Never remembering basic rights
Reasonable treatment of life
Dearness of early dreariness
Expectations fly out open windows
The lost grasp on will's willingness
for the gods and the erff
The valley-populated by listless commerce, |
thank you me
thank you....me i went out walking again |
under the skies
tonight we slept by a river
under the low flying cloud
nights cold making us shiver
lost in sounds crashing aloud
sounds of the ocean
feeling close and clear
repeating its motion
mountains felt so near
felt the peaks and the valleys
natures trickling fountains
away from streets and the alleys
we spoon with the mountains
clouds open up and share
waking to the sound of rain
rain soaked, feet to hair
wishing i could find the drain
tired under our tent
we made a retreat
lost where we went
drying our feet
relief from our tired whoas
a stones throw from relief
released from our wet cloths
our escape from disbelief
a brief break from adversity
warm water and soft beds
revisiting our escaped city
clean with our resting heads
we found the perfect day
we found the perfect town
remembering how to play
rising from being low down
a new day's bright sky
we have bloomed anew
no need to try to try
open sky of bright blue
magic rocks and little fish
a loud moons bold birth
finding our smiles my wish
lets live for all its worth