Out into the fog
with those questions
tinged with curiosity
and a promise of hope
A ray of warm sun
or a wiff of cold wind
will give me what I want
let the seconds pass
and then
far away
the faint wisper of shattered water droplets
and the music of a tugged string
The questions forgotten
and sensations lost and found
I follow those rhythms
and even in the fog
the clarity cannot be mistaken
looking at me
are your crystal eyes
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Breaking
Round and round
goes the written
like a circle
all around
Where am I
there again
gone again
yet I remain
where I am
goes the written
like a circle
all around
Where am I
there again
gone again
yet I remain
where I am
Monday, August 11, 2008
With the wind so soft
and the pale moonlight
I try to read your message
Oh lovely night
I see in you the promise
of a new beginning
I see in you the darkness
before new light
and the pale moonlight
I try to read your message
Oh lovely night
I see in you the promise
of a new beginning
I see in you the darkness
before new light
Friday, June 13, 2008
Trikling away
Down you fall
tickling the leaves
making them dance
indenting my skin
tickling the leaves
making them dance
indenting my skin
O drops of rain
you touch the leaves
you wet my skin
and fall away
you fall towards
the lonely soil
all the way
Oh we know
you are only his
yet
to savor you
for those brief moments
we block your way
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Beyond
Surrounded by mist
hear I stand
my lonely soul
traveled long and returned
I have no place to go
I wave my hand
fumble, struggle to clear my way
but alas
It comes back
My body is cold
my drained wet eyes
seen far but still no further
I have no place to go
I move my feet
walk, run to come out but alas
I am still here
Shivering I stand
my quenched dry mouth
cried loud but now silent
I have no place to go
surrounded by miost
here I stand
hear I stand
my lonely soul
traveled long and returned
I have no place to go
I wave my hand
fumble, struggle to clear my way
but alas
It comes back
My body is cold
my drained wet eyes
seen far but still no further
I have no place to go
I move my feet
walk, run to come out but alas
I am still here
Shivering I stand
my quenched dry mouth
cried loud but now silent
I have no place to go
surrounded by miost
here I stand
Something untold something unfinished
On the mountain top
My hands outstretched
I take my plunge
Cradled by the clouds
and then into space
I fall
The air is cold
and the ground nearing
gaining momentum every second
I am falling
I wait for the angel
I wait for my savior
but the ground is nearing
I am falling,
I am falling
My hands outstretched
I take my plunge
Cradled by the clouds
and then into space
I fall
The air is cold
and the ground nearing
gaining momentum every second
I am falling
I wait for the angel
I wait for my savior
but the ground is nearing
I am falling,
I am falling
THE WISP
I thought I had
thrown away those burnt remains
But somewhere they remained
some unnoticed some hidden
Taking a new form
evolving each minute into something new
something worse something better
Burn them I must
but the ash will still remain
for now I let them rest
until they transform , grow, and
recast their spell
thrown away those burnt remains
But somewhere they remained
some unnoticed some hidden
Taking a new form
evolving each minute into something new
something worse something better
Burn them I must
but the ash will still remain
for now I let them rest
until they transform , grow, and
recast their spell
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