Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Air of change subtle, sweet
poisons every breathe
coughing up life's rich wine
as skin turns pale and white
I hold on tight to what is mine
and visions of better times
swirl before my eyes
and i long for one last breathe
one last breathe of change

Friday, November 26, 2010


So much time
spent for not
wasted in the void
Cherished false hopes
shrouded in uncertainty
plauging lifes very essence
a chronic desease
wrought by dreams
fasioned by my own heart

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Waiting for the Pen


I lie here blank
A page of white
without lines
without ink
an endless sheet
without edge
without corner
a bleached leaf
without color
without life

Monday, November 22, 2010

The Way I See It

Love is to want only happiness
   It is not physical
      It is not just
          It is not fair
             And does not die
Love connot be controlled
   It cannot be contained
      and to fight it causes only pain
Love cannot be used
   It cannot be forgotten
     You cannot leave it
         Or put it down
Accept it and let it flow
   For it is the only way
      You will be free
   Even if you cannot have
      That which you love 

Wednesday, November 17, 2010


Pools of opaque water
in baths of iron
show visions of eyes
looking into emptiness
searching for light
ripples flow
from drop above
skewing sights
warping senses
twisting hearts
until all sanity is wrung
from souls

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Hallow Berth


my strength weakens
and will faulters
life alone decays them
rejuvinating breath
from sweet lips
and resting eyes

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Shattered




Shards of glass
from windows broken
cut as it rains
blood and tears
pool at feet
prints of red
trail to nowhere
and there lies me

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Void


standing in the wake of nothing
treading in an empty pond
trapped by idle winds
blowing frozen flames that brand

lying on solid ground falling
grabbing wisps of reverie
terrified of the certainty
waking brings

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Puppet

souless in this existence
animated without life
a servant of strings
precariously planning release

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

True light



Its amazing the things we see
when the light truly shines
when souls become visible
and darkness falls from faces

People close shade themselves
close people see you true
and help you shine