Friends

A friend is one that shares their joy
Friends are something so rare in life
One who takes from another their pain
Is there for their part to help in all strife

Always available to exchange a joke
Provide understanding with a hug
Listen when the other needs to say
Brush off harsh words with just a shrug

A friend is one who understands distress
Who deals with their friend with only trust
Keeps all trusts without compromise
Sacrifices for the other when they must

Who can often know what is unsaid
Knows the truth of another’s heart
Does not judge, gives only advice
Stays in touch when far apart

Friends are those destined to meet
Share love unconditional for their core
They are not perfect, but try their best
When one needs help they try to give more

When friends can be lovers as well
Exchanging passion and still be friends
Raising the blessing to an even higher level
This is a gift only destiny can send

This is a truth of life that is good
This holds meaning beyond mere words
A purpose that drives ones very being
This makes life seem as it should

G- December 2008

Kiss

Mother’s breath brushes babe’s forehead
Lips touch gently the sleeping child
Even through slumber carry the love
Calm the forming mind from all things wild

Gentle kiss to young ones scrape
Make all trace of pain dissolve away
The same in the dark of night
Keeps the phantom spawn away

Slobber sharing, grime and dirt
And whatever else is whipped on shirt
Naught else can make the golden years of more worth
Than the attention of a child’s kiss and mirth

Kisses of joy and kisses of love
These are gifts without compare
A brush of lips warmth of breath
An instant of time that life we share

This is a truth of life that is good
A joy that no can ever erode
Through the instant may pass, the truth lives on
Of a time when life seems as it should

Lips touch gently to the back of the hand
That subtle brush of lips to skin
Warm radiates as rings on water expand
Invokes a movement of spirit deep within

A touch f moist air to the nape of the neck
Delivers spikes of pleasure down the spine
While a light whisper and lips to lobes of the ear
Set beads of sweat as dew on the morning vine

Moist and silky soft lips join together then part
Then fluidly slip over cheek and brow
A smooth caress over supple skin
Will melts as it flowers to bliss of love to endow

Again lips meet, with feathery touch
Tender taste of being as tongue caresses mouth’s crease
Margin and fold, easily to the corners
Until they part with a light sigh of release

One more time lips meet and hold
Exchanging between every breath
As if the catch the others soul
A caring of love that could ward off death

Deep union of heart and mind
Heedless joining of complete concentration
The outside world pauses for a time
The being is shaken to its foundation



This is a truth of life that is good
Love without measure between two true
Exchange of life, of essence, of soul
This is a moment that life seems as it should

A kiss is a moment of care divine
A moment of passions exchange with no compare
This is a time of life that is as it should be
This is a truth of life that is good.

G- December 2008

Companions True

Precious, gentle purrs at ones feet
Tail up and back arched turn
Demanding nothing more than attention
Giving peace of mind in return

Sad eye to those that do not know
Actually wells of love to the soul
Content to lay with head upon lap
Your shared solace her only goal



Companion and friend of fur and paw
There unconditional without question
Comfort us when we are down
Even do as they can to give us protection

Warmer of feet and guardian of blanket
Never will he let you be bothered by a bird
But also there to fight an intruder
And warn of danger to others unheard



Feather and fill and voice so clear
To others only a nuisance of a pet
They don’t know to look and listen
Of any being, she read my mind best

Some call them pets, those of shallow hearts
These are living beings that know our core
Closer than many who claim kinship
These are ones who without judgment adore



These are companions that are good
Loving without question or condition
Guided by the misconception we deserve
Sharing joy of life that seems as it should


G- December 2008

Eyes

The eye, a person’s inner window
To the depths of the soul
A portal to one’s heart
The essence that makes one whole

Eyes that relay more with one glance
Than volumes of words can ever say
Words can be shaped to tailor a story
Bur from truth the eyes can never sway



There are those without souls
These can even deceive with their eyes
Without conscious to even force truth
These can hide, can cover their lies

Bur for those which have any humanity
The eyes are mirrors of the mind
They convey pain and sorrow, show compassion,
Expose the heart of the kind

Depth of love beyond written word
Sound of voice cannot profess
The truth held in a love ones eyes
That can hold a heart and a mind posses

The eyes of one that you love
The sparkle of passion in that sight
Meaning carried in that look
That can carry a mate through the night

A look a thing of beauty so good
Truth of the soul is held in the eyes
Pass to the mind, a gift of love
When life seems as it should.

G- December 2008

Hug

A warm greeting of a friend
Squeeze of shoulders, just a pat of care
Sing of wishes, symbol of respect
A message sent, familiarity to share

A parent’s love, for child great or small
From bumps in the night, or an awful fall
Those arms of healing create a space
Form pain and fear a safety wall

To one in pain of heart from loss
That warm clinch above any cost
The care conveyed in that simple act
Share the load to one who feels lost



For one familiar to lay together
To share a care through full embrace
Provides a union beyond compare
A strength of ease expressed with grace

Joined together a feeling no other can compare
To the love that two can simply share
With an ac so easy, so natural, so pure
As two at once the same spare share

Two embrace in passion entwined
Melt into a single being
Or comfort to heal in apology
To hide tears from others seeing

Few things approach, much less surpass
The raw emotion of a hug shared
As two unite with hearts combine
Minds meld as souls are paired

This is a thing of unmeasured good
This is a simple truth of life
A jewel of reality, an embrace in love
A moment when life seems as it should.

G- December 2008

Touch

Light touch of hands
Fingers to fingers
A gentle squeeze
A brush that lingers



A passing brush
And nothing more
A soft caress
To the heart bores

Clasping of hands
Silent sharing love
As souls fit together
Like well worn gloves

A rub on the neck
Message the small of back
Relieve tension from the day
So much feeling can touch pack

This is a thing good
This is a truth of life
Something to live for
Where life seems as it should.

G- December 2008

*My Angel

From Annie Lennox

Underneath this canopy turning to snow
Where forty-nine winters take a heavy toll
But where did you go? Where did you go?
I have not been held by you since so long ago.

And I believe in you, I believe in you
Like babies in a mothers gentle arms
I have never given up like you asked me
Where did you go that you are not in my arms?

Well she's gone from where she said she wanted to be.
Back to where she came from, taking my soul
When she came asked me to take her heart and soul
Leaving no chance for me to ever be whole.

Angel, My Angel, Fly over me, Angel
Those haunting eyes robbed me of my very will
The words of love melted my past vows of past
Angel, My Angel, I wait for you still

She took my life within her own two hands
She took my future, within her loving heart
And no-one can tell me, what I can do now
I promised to never give up even apart

And I believed in you, I believed in you
Each time you told me you would never depart
Even when you let me down, I still believe
Where did you go, taking with you my heart?

Well she gone to be with her her maker
Then very one she asked be to save her from.
Angel, my Angel, please fly back home to be
I wait even as just a shell I become

I promised I would never give up on you
So in this hollow world I stand and await
Angel, my Angel, I am easy to find
Just waiting here to be rescued from hell's gate.

Angel, my Angel, Fly back over me
Angel, my Angel, Where can she be?

Thank You

Thank You, is such an easy phrase to say
But seems to be such a rare thing to hear
Friend and foe alike ignore courtesy
Not even those that we hold to be dear

Thank You, such is a simple pair of words
Yet it evidently causes such pain
Ripping at the throat with a burning flame
We just go ahead once more and abstain

Thank You, carries with it so much meaning
Yet on the rare occasion that it's heard
It carries any meaning from the heart
Just to fill an obligation incurred

Thank You, an easy gesture we teach kids
But as adult courtesy no longer lives
No mater who it is that share their best
Nor how much from the heart the person gives

Thank you, from one loved would seem straight forward
For what they share without thought to all lost
Though they might give up their everything
Cast aside all even knowing the cost

Thank You, not even given sacrifice
Gifts meant to be shared, the given away
Sacrifice for ones not even known
Then transferred to others with no delay

Thank You, shared not even with a lover
Just as well as they would have no meaning
To one easily cast aside, forgotten
Even when the other thanks to them sing

Thank You, always seem to be forgotten
Amongst friends that often exchange humor
Spending years together trying to amuse
Each becoming only a consumer

Thank You, seems such an easy phrase to say
So why is it so seldom that we hear
Is it simply we only want to take
Do we care as little as seems to appear

Thank You, a phrase now with you I utter
For the decade with many here I spent
Many good times that I've exchanged
I have no idea where all the time went

Thank You, for all we the times we shared
Thank You, for every shared song and link
Thank You, for the times you made me laugh
Thank You, for the times you made me think

Angel of Mercy

Angel Of Mercy, A title you earned
Angel Of Mercy, A title you try to refuse
Sacrifice so much of your self
For family, friends, for strangers without worth

Give your whole your very heart away
Keeping nothing for your own
Touch the heart of so many
Touch them to their very soul

Refuse to even take credit
For any of the things you do
Angel Of Mercy, Healer of so many
Angel Of Mercy, With no justice of your own

Little Girl that is so dear to me
Only accepts the good in others
Will not see your own worth
Nor that you should be proud

Others are proud of you
Understand what you had to do
How unfair life has been
And what you do for us

You are a gift to me
That I met at my deepest need
You give me what little strength I have
Little Girl, dear to so many

Weary Is The Soul

Weary is the soul that fights against the world
Unable to do naught but to put others first
Condemned to always be treated as second class
Only used to being treated as one that is cursed



Empathy given all if worthy or not
The only return to be even more pain
Their own dreams always to be set to the side
They are not worthy is the constant refrain

Never allowed to pursue their own treasured goals
To pursue security for those cared for most
Any progress made in this pursuit they gained
Haunted, thwarted at each step as if by ghosts

Still she persevered for the good of her loved
Believing in good she could no longer trust
Could not giving credence to what she could do
Only continuing because she knew she must

Entire world fighting her each step of the way
Beating down each hope fighting any advance
Not one would believe in her ability
Fighting each day to make sure she had no chance

Even without faith though this angle continued on
While her enemies circled like sharks for a kill
With no mercy in their fear that she might succeed
The others might be wrong, she did have the skill

Even through the loss of confidence they forced
Coming through and proving all of them wrong
While being reminded there are those who believed
Friends and loved ones only pushing along

Little one we only trusted in you to win
We know there are many hurdles still ahead
Only one step in the weary long road
Paths allowing to help as that path she treads

Always you give first, not looking out for your self
But there are some of us who you have made so proud
We marvel at all what you continue to fight through
If we could be there with you we would be loud

Angel, know that I love you so very much
I wish you could believe how much you help me
What you have endured should happen to no one
Somehow though you still fought to succeed

Loneliness

Closing of eyes brings nightmares of truth
Futility on continuing denied of all proof

Loneliness
Loneliness
The only sure truthfulness in it lies
Loneliness
Loneliness
Leave only emotions that the lost one cries



Worth only being left behind
Never in life a worth to find
False hopes only rip at the mind
Leaving a soul to groping blind

Pain inflicted deep to the heart
Driving home pain that tears flesh apart
Pain to the body brings life to skin
So something other than despair is felt again

Loneliness
Loneliness
His to have for the rest of time
Loneliness
Loneliness
Because learning his place was such a crime

Union of body and minds as sought
Promise true was found or so he thought
But just a diversion he appears to be
A thing unjust for all to see

For all the world he bears all fault
Rather than the love he had sought
Life to share together at any cost
But all in an instant was what he lost

Loneliness
Loneliness
A way of life that kills more each day
Loneliness
Loneliness
Too much time to keep thoughts at bay

Day consumed by what was to be
Dreams shattered the lithe never to see
Surrounded by other souls you cannot share
Passing by without thought or care

They do not know nor care what you became
Considering your world only another game
Remnant of a vow that you truthfully made
But which turned out to be only a charade

Loneliness
Loneliness
Files the night with unending despair
Loneliness
Loneliness
Only thinking of the promises they would be there

Wills closing in to the mock thoughts of repair
Of a mind forgotten and left only despair
Dark envelops the thoughts and will to live
No hope does waking, or even sleep give

When briefly respite is granted from all fear
It only brings dreams without the slightest cheer
Reminders that only you bear the entire fault
That any happiness will fall to the assault

Loneliness
Loneliness
The only destination that your path will ever lead
Loneliness
Loneliness
The burden from which you will never be freed
Loneliness
Loneliness
Never to receive what you need.

Destroys All

Silence grips the soul
Clutch of the raptors
Talons ripping apart
Isolated hearts lost

Inconsequence of existence
Discarded as carrion
Nameless victims
Of forgotten battle

Left by the shore
As eternity rolls by
Leaving none untouched
From eroding time

Breath rasps
Fighting the draw
Nourishment denied
Body and soul

Demon force
Expose bare thought
To merciless decay
Rotting waste

Worms feed
On raw forms
Voided beliefs
The fallacy of truth

The strength of faith
Cut by wounds
Inflicted by self
That stab the core

Lances pierce
Bringing only death
Bones picked bare
Flesh stripped off

Cutting wind
Eroding cares
Love destroys all
Leaves behind pain

Wounds that kills
The mightiest will
Thorn in the side
Infests all life

Tiniest enemy unseen
Brings down all
Mighty armies fail
None are left whole

Destroyed
By the very thing
That makes life
Most worth being

An Instant

An instant in time
It seems to stretch
Reality becomes no more than a blur
As the single beat of the heart
Echoes like a peal of thunder

Air is simply in the way
An inconvenience
Breathing is an option
That need not be observed
No sense of such need

An age passes without a throb
A pause
Without care or pain
Contemplation of life is only a trifle
Just a soul at peace
Without the bounds of justification

An instant
When all seems as it should
Focus is granted to all the truths of right
Overwhelming the senses with a feeling of purpose
All knowledge is found

Life has purpose
Good is rewarded
The spirit stretches its arm towards the heavens
Fate reaches into the mind
And the mind looks for the hand of God

Reality is in that eye
As it penetrates the bleak of night
The suffering has foundation
The purpose is clear
Right will prevail

And the universe blinks once more
The heart beats again
The instant is gone
Existence is restored
The reality of Hell and ones damnation returns.




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Repose

Boat perched gently on the water
Peace fills the face, sweet peace
Oars stored now to the side
Not to disturb the glass plane

Swallows skim just off the surface
With their graceful showy flight
Acrobats with blurred wings
As they perform their feeding show

Oaks and maples all ablaze
With their firework of a fall show
A single leaf like thunder falls
A lone break in the silent deep

Mist rising off the liquid rest
Gentle curls in the fingers of air
An eerie embrace of water and sky
Entwining spirits of the forces of life

Wood and plant glazed with a coat
Of the tears wept by the Earth
A coating of dew gleams as jewels
Gone in instants a fleeting gift

Sun joining with a burning light
Sky the red of blood from battle
Long battle that raged the war
The final victory being tale spun

Time stands still for just one beat
Pausing so brief to freeze sweet repose
Before the moment is spent, life resumes
Only known to the one lone soul





G- December 2008

Being Fades To Black

Chains bind the soul that wish only to be free
Load on the back bends thought more than body
Binding darkness of building desperation
Isolation life’s only earned reward
As being simply fades to black

So many plans so many dreams of success
But the bastards and succeed to faith suppress
Belief in fate deludes reality's grasp
Of fate, turns out as what is, not wished
As being slowly fades to black

Looking once more into the refection in the night
Seeing all the paths that lead through the past
Seeing the truth that they do not now matter
All lead to the same destination in the end
As being inexorably fades to black

Dreaming of that place of peace
Pretending that it could someday be
Coveting the life that only others have
With a feeble reach of the hand
Only to have the return withheld
Clutching only at empty air
As being steadily fades to black.

Ever Falls The Rain

Ever falls the rain
Biting wind and pain
Bleak swallowing hope
With the ever falling rain




Torrent pushing back gain
With the rising flood
Drowning feeble hope
With the ever falling rain

Wind singing bitter refrain
Of life always rejected
Cast to the side once more
With the ever falling rain

Ripped by briar's cane
Torn flesh left to bleed
Rent of what was whole
With the ever falling rain

No plans still remain
All cast into the void
Meaning again nothings
With the ever falling rain.

Elements

Sun on the skin
Melting off cold
Color pale flesh
Release caves hold

Rain of withered face
Washing decayed soul
That age has eaten
Taking a long toll

Wind at my back
Pushes forward
Down a long path
Hoping reward

Noise of surrounding
Life of joyfulness
Wanting to enjoy
Others space of bliss

Feeling the peace
Without joining
Move ever on
No song to sing

Wishing for a place
Dreaming of union
Fantasy unfilled
Only delusion

Ripples

Light glitters on water ripples
Moon full in the sky above
Stars twinkle in the jet-black
Fall air brisk in the cove

Frogs sing their mellow cries
An owl make known from wood
He stops his rowing to listen
Would stay forever if he could

Peace, a peace and quiet, a peace
A quiet so pure as the crickets sound
Stillness with a gentle breeze
Hear the bay of a far off hound

One with the world with its own soul
A peace that stirs the deepest core
Silent of the noise of another mortal
Only nature to make heart soar

Without the racing of man’s world
Forever would one want to stay
Within a place forever unchanging
Keeping the rest of society at bay.

Concede

I am forced to concede to the facts
My thoughts on life are just wrong
Some there will never see happy endings
We will never sing that happy song

We don’t all see any justice
Life is not a game that is fair
There are those of us who get nothing
Except a world that does not care

When we thing things will go right
Finally find one who we trust
We are reminded we are being foolish
When again the knife pierces with a thrust

Me? I get only what I deserve
A stab in the back for my trouble
After given all that was asked
Just a life left aside in the rubble.

Why

Why is being such a game
Why must there always be
Winners and losers in life
Why must the loser be me

When it is all over here
When the finale bell rings
Will things finally even out
When the last trumpet sings

How is reality so cruel
How can we lose the young and fair
There seems no rhyme or reason
How can the fates nor even care

Who makes these unbalanced rules
Who picked the force of fate
The way things will all happen
Who sets the time and the date

Where can se file a complaint
Where does one protest
Can we ask for a refund
Where do we go if we pass this test

What is really the point
What does this all prove
Are we just here for someone’s amusement
What is supports to be or next move

Why must it always be so
Why do we not get a turn
To win, to love, to share
Whey do we never seem to learn

Alone In Time

Alone in time
Lost in space
Wandering alone
Without a place

Only a misfit
In the world of others
Any attempt to fit in
Only all hope smothers



Worn down by trying
To be places not wanted
Tired of his being
The one not counted

Always there for others
Rejected for his own needs
Only there to serve
His own thoughts are but weeds

Blight upon the world
Annoyance to Society
Any protest on his part
Just an attack on propriety

Toy to be used at desire
Used up and thrown away
There to take all the blame
On him the price to pay

Pretend he doesn’t even exist
His wishes certainly do not
It is never about him
Promises to him easily forgot

Used at will and when needed
Used whenever one feels stirred
Then the feeling he help find
To another are just transferred

There to make others feel good
Provide what others have denied
When no longer that is needed
Cast once more to the side

Builder of emotion and desire
That others have let stale
Then feelings he help rekindle
Replaced by a heart piercing nail

Hidden behind a veil in secret
His existence that is forbidden
The reality of it being
Kept from the world hidden

Until it is inconvenient again
Then once more he is crushed
Left behind to his own devises
Being once more simply flushed

It is never about him
Just as he never has a say
He is only here to serve
When not wanted to go away

He made promises and keeps them
So will keep the secrets quite
Silent in his own prison
The noble White Knight

He will take all the blame
World knowing it all his fault
The price he has force to pay
He must hide in a secret vault

While others go back
To the life as before
Once more he is closed
Behind that locked door

He never really existed
He was only a passing toy
Quickly wearing out welcome
Soon found to be cloy

Left once more alone in time
Forever lost in void space
To wander all eternity alone
That is his only place.


G - Nov 2008

Hitch in the Plan

Unwanted
Unplanned
Unwelcome
No one seemed to care
Never even meant to exist
Strapped with a life unfair

A life without choice
Put into such a place
A path with no chance
To ever win the race.



Unfit
Unworthy
Unloved
Blamed for all life’s ills
How is the child at fault
To the point of crushed wills

Brought in for a purpose
To fill a specified need
A trophy for the show
And carry their precious seed

Ungrateful
Uncaring
Spiteful
For choosing not to follow the plan
For taking a route against the appointed
Deciding not to propagate the clan

It is the duty, the job
To provide more of the same
Not make a path of their own
To not play that game

Demanded to answer the question
Had their life really been so bad
That they would choose not to replicated it
Yes, it was really that bad
Yes, the reality was really that sad.

A Quota To Fill

A quota to fill
The only reason to be
Otherwise the light of day
He would never see




Why could the other not live
And spared all the pain
The one that was wanted
Default in as next in the chain

When a child is born
Outside of plan or thought
How are they to blame
What makes it their fault

How can one so young
With obviously no say
Somehow be placed at fault
Assigned the price to play

Different

DIFFERENT

We are all so different
We are all so much the same
We each are individual
With the same monster to tame

The world says we are outcasts
Labels us somehow to blame
Because we are different
Because they think it a game

Then we find we are not alone
Find others willing to proclaim
And share with others their story
Of who a life we can reclaim

While those that are call normal
Try to make us feel some shame
Point fingers in accusation
That we caused what we became

We are not just some disease
There is no reason for shame
We did not ask for illness
Don’t say it like it's our name

But there are people who feel it
The same stuff and overcame
We really are not alone
We are not outcasts they claim

We are all are different
The world is want to exclaim
Here though others understand
Different each, but still the same

*Vast Indifference of Heaven

Life marches on
Time stands still
Stabs to the heart
The mind can kill
Blows to the body
Blows to the will
Down at the 7-11
In driving rain
As trouble fall
Creates only pain
Life attacks while
We contemplate eternity
Beneath the vast indifference of heaven

Past seems unreal
Future unreachable
Present a nightmare
Happiness a fable
Once more only see
Life and sky gray
As you try to remember
A time that was happy
Same old sun
Same old moon
It's the same old story
Same old tune
They all say
Someday soon
All sins will all be forgiven
Sometime it is hard
To have belief
There is any hope
Or finding relief
So we contemplate eternity
Beneath the vast indifference of heaven

They say "Everything's all right"
They say "Better days are near"
They tell us "These are the good times"
But they don't live around here
The world is unfair
Piles on more strife
Until it seems better
To escape this life

I had a girl
Now she's gone
She left town
Town burned down
You had a man
He was untrue
You are at a loss
Of what now to do
We can only contemplate eternity
Beneath the vast indifference of heaven

Here though
There are friends
We did not expect
But still fate sends
They help us
All troubles transcend
Together we survive
Our strength share
Though we still find
A life unfair
We also have
Friends who care
Together to contemplate eternity
And learn there is no vast indifference of heaven.

Why Do I Lie

Why do I lie
Why do I make believe
Why do I continue to dream
Why do I even cry

I gambled and lost
I bet all and I lost
Put it all on the line
Thought my dreams were a sign
And now I pay the cost

I believed my long known dreams
When I saw in the eyes that gleam
I bowed down to that queen
Knowing it was my destiny long seen
But things were just not as they seem

Why do I lie
Why do I make believe
Why do I continue to dream
Why do I even cry

I finally found the love I sought
The one for whom long troubles I fought
And she was every thing I had hoped
The one for which I lived and hoped
And in that trap I was quickly caught

My whole life I did little but wait
For that I knew was to be my fate
Just when I had given up, I found it
But now I’m lost and alone I sit
My soul crushed by my one soul mate

So I sit here and I lie
I try still to make believe
Those dreams will still come true
While I can only sit by and cry
With all the promises broken
All the words of love spoken
Left in my mind to die
My heart broken to sigh
Just when my hope has awoken

Why do I lie
Why do I continue to believe
Why do I continue to dream
While my mind is left to die
And all I can do is cry
Why do I lie?

Still The Heart Beats

Still the heart beats
Though a world of crushing pains
Primes life for the world
Pounding like the engines of trains

Still the heart beats
In an existence without direction
No purpose to justify existence
Alone without a destination


Still the heart beats
Without a reason to go on
No faith, no hope
Not even a false mask to don

Still the heart beats
Still breath is still drawn
And the helpless and hopeless
Continues to go on

Still the heart beats
Without cause or want
Continuing that is not sought
Still the heart continues to beat.

My Work Here Is Done

I’ve provide some joy to a few
Amusement to others
Called some friends
Treated some as sisters and brothers.
It looks like my work here is done.

Arrogant and sarcastic
Wit and occasional insight
I tried for humor
Didn’t always avoid the verbal fight
It looks like my work here is done.

I thought I made friends
I thought I found even more
I answered a call
Then I was shown the closing door
I guess my work here is done.

I believed I found
My destiny, my fate
I trusted every word
From my true soul mate
All of my work here is now done.

It may not seem like much
What I gave
But it was all that I had
Not a thing did I save
Not much more to do, my work here is done.

A means to an end
A blame, a lightning rod
Cast aside with a note
And a nod
I’ve done all I can, my work here is done.

Some of the best work
I’ve ever done
This time I will leave much in my wake
I’ve also spent all I have
Not much left for me to take.

I spent it for others
Though none seem to understand the cost
Or believe exactly what it is
I feel I’ve lost,
But there is really not much more I can say
I simply must prepare to be on my way
All I can do
My work here is done.

Out the Window

I look out the window,
And can only ask why?
Troubles seem just to pour,
Like rain from the sky

I look at those who are,
Friends good and true
Only to see pains flood,
In spite of all they try
Just out of arms reach,
I can only ask why?



I spent years,
Stumbling in the cold
Learning little,
But how to be old

Carrying burdens,
Enough a back to break
The only smiles,
Ones I was able to fake.

All these things,
I took the blame
For no pleasure,
Could I ever claim

Lost in a world,
Only trying to be by
And in my own self pity,
To ask myself why?

I look out the window,
And can only ask why?
Troubles seem just to pour,
Like rain from the sky

I look at those who are,
Friends good and true
Only to see pains flood,
In spite of all they try
Just out of arms reach,
I can only ask why?

Tried to serve others,
Put all before my own will
But they always wanted more,
Wanted enough to kill.

Fooled myself to believe,
I found one who would care
Only to have my heart ripped out,
My mind laid bare

Left to be consumed,
By carrion eaters void of heart
Tattered shreds to small to bother,
The rest torn apart

The world showing no care,
For my pitiful plight
Out of their thoughts,
Out of their sight.

I look out the window,
And can only ask why?
Troubles seem just to pour,
Like rain from the sky

I look at those who are,
Friends good and true
Only to see pains flood,
In spite of all they try
Just out of arms reach,
I can only ask why?

Found by others,
Souls who could feel my pain
Brothers and Sisters of heart,
Sharing feelings for all to gain.

Spirits understanding,
United in will to survive
With strengths shared together,
Hopes within to revive.

My Brothers, My Sisters,
Kindred spirits each
Always in each others thoughts,
Hearts always within reach,

But these friends sent on angel wings
Still they are assailed
With fates that are an affront,
But dreams that all seem failed.

I look out the window,
And can only ask why?
Troubles seem just to pour,
Like rain from the sky

I look at those who are,
Friends good and true
Only to see pains flood,
In spite of all they try
Just out of arms reach,
I can only ask why?

While others without merit,
Seem to have the world for free
Expect us to serve them,
Our souls presented on bended knee.

So often there seems no justice,
Trials handed only to the True
Those that continue to try,
While those unworthy slide through

For the tired there always is more,
Demons in the way at every stride
Monsters of day and night,
Leaving no place even to hide.

But together we can fight,
Find a shoulder on which to lean
Find another to lend a shoulder to,
As a family sweep a path clean.

I look out the window,
And can only ask why?
Troubles seem just to pour,
Like rain from the sky

I look at those who are,
Friends good and true
Only to see pains flood,
In spite of all they try
Just out of arms reach,
I can only ask why?

It hurts to feel such pain,
Hurts more to see it in others
To see how dreams if kills,
To see how hope it smothers.

For the first time though I find,
The more I give, the more I mind
Because I finally know,
Those who care and think in kind.

So to you my friends I freely give,
All of me there is to share
Because I am only even here,
Through the strength of your care.

I thank you each day for what you are,
What you’ve given to me
But sometimes still as I look out,
Pain and care is all I see.

I look out the window,
And can only ask why?
Troubles seem just to pour,
Like rain from the sky

I look at those who are,
Friends good and true
Only to see pains flood,
In spite of all they try
Just out of arms reach,
I can only ask why?

I look out the window,
And can only ask why?
But I will fight,
These plagues and tests from the sky.

I will stand by,
To provide what help I can
Some battles we may lose,
But not without a try
Until I hope we can finally
No longer need to ask why.

Time Ticking

Time keeps ticking, ticking, ticking away
Things stay persistent and nothings seems to change
Eternal isolation, constant mental torture
Different day, just another feeling of the deranged

Yearning to return to that time I did not feel
Period of untainted numbness that kept away anguish
Before emotions awoke to awareness of what others experience
Things inconceivable until known, now just lead to languish

Unending sorrow for that momentarily occurrence
The accidental glitch in reality’s veiled fabric
Feelings that were not supposed to be mine to feel
Taken back away, concealed by barriers as if brick

Cruel is the night which tortures mind and soul
Thoughts of that instant in time that was an unexpected taste
Of the paradise, living fantasy that never could be
Turning all hopes and dreams into a land of barren waste

Days waiting for a future with no chance to ever be
Destiny stolen from the chances of life’s paths pursued
Leaving only blank nothingness for possibilities
In a mind so cruelly awakened to feelings denuded

Pinpoint of Light

Pinpoint of light
In the black of night
The stars themselves extinguished
But for one
A single glint of some distant sun
Specter shadow of existence
Merely a hint
Isolated
Alone in the void of space
A nothing
Without even reference to measure
Discarded and shunned
No longer a part of life
Entered by invite
To dreams once promised
Fantasy to be lived
All denied
In the dark night.



Pinpoint of light
No eyes to see
Nothing for faint rays to illuminate
Out of view
A single soul with no place in space
Ghost of nothing
Lacking even substance
Cast aside
Easier to deny it ever existed
Pretend that never did those thoughts of love live
No reality in those feelings
Merely a dream
Invention of mind
Left without thought
Discarded
Extinguish the light.

Image

An image
Dreamed
Imagination
A picture of a wish
Life as one would want it

What is reality
That which others know
Facts as others accept them
Or things that one lives for themselves

An image
I saw it
It was to be
All in my mind
Creation of my imagination

Merely a fantasy
Never to be
I wished it
I dreamed it
I saw the picture
At night in the dark
Always to vanish
Just when I would reach
Try to become part
I wanted it
Wanted it to be

An image
One that could never be
I could never be a part of it

Imagination
Unworthy
Unfit

When I See Sky

When I see sky
I see one more lie

I feel the sting of wind
I can only wonder when

I feel my face lashed by rain
Why will it not wash away the pain

When night once more brings the dark
Into the long bleak isolation I again embark

I once had a life to live
In which I was only to give

Land of a slave to other’s thoughts
To serve made my worth more than naught

Always more was asked than I could ever give
Until the weight crumbled my complete will to live

Until my spirit broke inside
Leaving without any place to hide

Wind ripping at a back bent by weight
While the drowning torrents show no abate

Open to the dark of night without trace of light
As dreams all fade and hopes are lost from sight

I see one final lie
When I look up at the sky.

Onion

All things of life surreal
Like layers of onion off him peel

Walking through light snow
With thought of what he did not know

He felt anger, it became rage
Then only that he must turn a page

In his world of little outside despair
He only threw hands into air

Shouted out an involuntary plea
How? Just how, did this come to be?

Resting Place

Blankly gazing into the sky
No sign of vision in his eye
Nothing registers to the mind
A soul that has become blind

Devoid of hope, left only failed dreams
When was found nothing is as seems
Slow progress as the hill is climbed
Known path are still walked as if blind

He finds the resting place of past loss
Gently lays treats that he used to toss
Tears or sorry that have long been shed
Vision of those lost once more fill his head

Cleaning the site of debris and weeds defiling
Recalling memories of those there lying
Friends and charges he was to protect
They were not lost through his neglect

Each were friends, all worthy and true
Their existence he would never undo
Still these resting places are wounds deep
Essence though, that is not for Earth to keep

Respects paid in love as promised and due
To special ones, ever faithful and true
A chapter of life far more bitter than sweet
Such a debt, paid for the privilege to meet

Gone of flesh, and having life far too short
In a world that should be their royal court
Spirits that freely lifted spirits and hearts
Shorted in life to only passing parts

Unjust were their bodies were slain
Elevating their spirits to their next plane
He moves on with memory restored from fade
Within the void that is the life now made

Crawling through the hill now more free
Visualizing as he had wanted all to be
But those dreams were now in the past
One more that which aside was cast

Only haunts of the mind, those dreams shed
Hopes every one lost and left more dead
Than any of the charges left in repose
Losses that remands the mind to throes

All the world blending into the haze
While the mind stumbles lost in a maze
Feeling stripped of all that could last
All reality had vanished so fast

Queen Gertrude

Gertrude, Queen of all geese
Owns the hearts of man and beast
Though slight of stature, all she commands
Her subjects adore her from great to least

Her position does not come from demand
It was never an honor for which she asked
Others simply acknowledged the obvious facts
Her nobility, true from birth could not a masked



Not a single member of the flock
Ever shows her but signs of respect
Her humble servants at all times
Always there, their queen to protect

Gretie was not healthy at birth
Daddy’s girl needed help to survive
She always made it clear through love
How grateful she was just to be alive.



Nanny to all young ones in the flock
Even those not of her brooding
Faithful mother to her charges
Each of whom would snap at her bidding.



Gertrude Queen of farm and flock
Always Daddy’s pride and joy
Goose of grace and noble blood
Always could play a heart like a toy.



Gertrude, Gertrude
My feathered Queen
Most regal goose
Ever seen.

Dew

Perfect silence an instant after dawn
Low mist rising off water an eerie brew
Enveloping all in cover as all stand still
Spider webs shimmer with glaze of dew

Surreal pause in the fabric of time
Observed by beast and human mind
Even to breath would seem a crime
Whispers sound like deafening noise unkind

Leaves glisten with misty jewels
First light of day prisms in the dew
Lone bird sings, greeting the sun
As aurora sky bleeds to blue

Wither

The plant withers in the drying sun
Brownness taking every leaf, each stem
Waning strength shows only death
All vitality drained out from them



Absent the essence of seed or even bud
Just broken twig and ripping thorn
Showing barren vengeance of decay
Where one living beauty was born

Till in the spring beyond last hope
Fed by the return of birthing rain
A tiny burgeoning of renewal is seen
Evidence that will of life can remain

Sprig of growth bursts full of life
Buds emerge of wood deemed dead
Launching outward reaching for sky
Fresh increase from roots well fed

The dead remnant amongst renewal
Preceding pain and loss not removed
But that bramble is not the whole
As life reaches to receive its glory

Just existing once more is not enough
This life strives forward to share
Exploding into a flowery display
Providing passers a reason to stare

Filling the are with a sweet perfume
Lightens thoughts of each that nears
Wanting to sing life songs of joy
Gift of heart to those who would hear

Rosy pedals pave the very path
With satin carpets of fragrant silk
Swarming butterflies grace blooms
Harvesting nectar as their daily milk

Beauty of nature from annual waste
Sharing promise of unlikely renewal
The sweetness of returning love lost
Springing up as an unexpected jewel

Chance for which the faithful hold
Through ages bitter holding true
Knowing for what purpose they wait
The price to pay, pain to pass through.

G - December 2008

Chess A Game Of Life

Rooks
Towers of strength
Attack or defense
Sword at the ready
To do royal bidding
Without knowledge
Of right or wrong
Only answer the call
Thundering Rooks

Bishops
Generals of war
Knives on attack
Swift to defend
Hard to control
With wills of their own
Swift to the kill
Against lesser foes
Devine Bishops

The Pawns
Workers
Soldiers of the line
Servants of the Realm
Never know retreat
Used up and lost
Never seeming to know
How little their use
They are only Pawns

Knights
Noble and fair
Chivalry out of hand
Serves every call
Rides ever forward
Follows only the truth
Naive to the facts
They have no worth
The loyal Knights

Queen
Calls all the shots
Holds all the power
Over her court
Rules every battle
Worshiped by all
That bow to her will
Compete for her favor
Her highness, the Queen

King
Sits back
Sends other forward
Cowards behind
Is all that matters
All others serve him
And all he commands
The King

Silence Grips The Soul

Silence grips the souls
Clutch of the raptor
Talons ripping apart
Hearts isolated, lost
Indifference of existence
Nameless victims all
Forgot in the battle
Discarded carrion
Left by the shore
As eternity rolls by

Breath rasps in protest
Fighting even the dream
Nourishment denied of
Body and deep soul
Demon forces attack
Exposing bare thoughts
To the decimation of rot
Decaying and left
For the worms to feed
On raw dreams of life

Voided beliefs
The fallacy of truth
The strength of faith
Cuts by wounds
Inflicted to self
Lances piece deep
Bones picked bare
Flesh stripped off
By cutting winds
Eroding cares
Of naught

Love destroys all
Leaves nothing behind
Only trails of pain
Mouse that kills
The mighty beast
Simply with fear
Thorn in the side
Festers into life
Tiniest enemies unseen
Brings down all
Mighty armies fail
None are left whole

Thoughts beaten down
Strength fails once more
Beast is at the gate
And still the plea
Of helpless for a turn
To feed at the trough
Of happiness true
Something good
Something once pure
But finding only
Once more a knife
And instruction to
Remind of its use
To cut out our being
Leave us again
In lonely isolation as
Silence grips the soul.

Conform Or Move On

A place to belong
All I have ever sought
A place to be myself
Somewhere to just be
Only to be rejected
With all that I am
Never allowed to see
A way to just live

Each step of the way
I struggle to survive
In a world alien
To be what is asked
Conform to the form
The will of others
Do what is asked
Submit to the rules

Just when it seems
I find that place
Allowed to be me
Can relate and stay
Then rules change
And again I conform
Adjust myself to
New rules, new views

I try to find one
In whom I can trust
Share their life
They accept mine
Be in their arms
Taken as I am
But always I must
Change and conform

Never enough
Not matter how much
I try to please
Do all that is asked
Give my whole
Conform to the hole
Presented for me
Then I move on

I look for a place
That I can share
A place I can give
A place I can take
I think I can breathe
I feel I belong
A place of care
Without judgment

And then I learn
Once again it is
On me to fit in
To conform to shape
Bend my will
To changing rules
Conform again
Or move on

I try to be all
Any could want
Give, abide, silent
I look only to live
Conform to fit
The mold presented
Only to see rules
Change once more

Love eludes me
Never enough
Friends can’t be
The wrong shape
Soul becomes Jello
Trying to fit in
Conform to stay
Or be on my way

I have become
A pliable blob
Mold me
Shape me
Still I don’t fit
Nor longer
Substance enough
To hold shape

Mind finally shattered
Into little shards
Too much reforming
Too much shaping
Trying to be
Whatever is sought
Simply trying
To conform

Conform and move on
Step one and two
A dance too often
I live, it is me
Never a place of my own
Never of world for me
While I run out of will
To conform and move on

So still I search
For arms to hold
Someone to share
To accept what I am
A home for my mind
Without judgment
No need to change
Except for myself

But it seems
Not to exist
Only conform
Or move on.

No Need To Think

He walks in, to the den
Go goes to the shelf
Picks up, his favorite CD
That’s where he keeps his self
Neatly packed, for retrieval
Emotions all encoded
No need, to feel on his own
Here it cannot be eroded

And there’s no need, to think,
To reason, or even know how to care
Because someone, already did it
His life is package for him there

She wakes, in the morning
To the life designed by others
Not what, she ever dreamed of
Easier to avoid feelings that might smother
Could go, elsewhere to daylight
It would come at a cost though
So she will only, try not to remember
Hope that those dreams do not show

And there’s no need, to think,
To reason, or ever to care
Some will do that for you
Tell when you can have air

He shouts, and he berates others
From the safety of the ether of nothing
With loudness, tries to drown out
Sounds that other voices try to sing
Insecurity, is his entire being
The process of thought too much strain
He becomes a mockery, transparent
Tries to hide the fractures in his brain

And there’s no need, to think
To reason, or even to care
Just denial, will cover
For the truth that you wear

He looks back, in the mirror
At those things good and bad
The pain inflicted, all the sorrow
Everything he could have had
No dreams, can meet fulfillment
He gave all and they took away the keys
Too much giving, never taking
Lost all his goals, blown away on the breeze

And there’s no need, to think
To reason, or even to care
Just move on, through life
No one said life was fair

And there’s no need, to think
No reason, no one cares
Just toys, to cast aside
No one really cares.

Pit

Normalcy
Peacefulness
Life that seems unreachable
Goal that seems unrealistic

Fallacy
Fantasy
Someone else’s reality
Denied to we who seek it

Stability
Levelness
A state of life that does not exist
Simply a delusion of mind and soul

Catatonic
Comatose
Beat into their submission
Force into a state of compliance

Happy
Content
Self-denial of the facts that are
Belief in a place that died with innocence

Deception
Delusion
A pretence of a shadow that to others is real
A lie to myself that there is a chance to be

Hope
Dreams
An illusion of the future
A distorting carnival mirror

Fiction
Fantasy
A belief in that which never will be
A fleeting feeling that quickly betrays

Dreams
Illusions
A wisp of a thought that fills a void
A self-deception against the truth

Despair
Desperation
To escape the Hell that destiny has brought
To crawl out of the pit of nothing

A Voice Calls

A voice calls to me from outside
Whispers my name as I grope in despair
A pinpoint of light and hope
Which penetrates through the fear

I hear the words of hope
Thoughts I find so have to believe
A love and understanding unexpected
Attempting my pain to relieve

A connection through fate and chance
Something to which we were led
Though to find it Hell had to be crossed
To arrive there our beings have bled

And still my essence is tortured
I know they too are in pain
But no longer do I face it alone
Through them I can share hope again

Thank you my wonderful friends
And that title is the highest honor to give
You give me more than you understand
You help me with the will to live

I hope I return in small measure
What I can in support in kind
And further along the forest of life
The hidden path we together can find.

G- February 2009

Midnight

Midnight in the garden of darkness
Roaring of silence deafens the ears
Pierced only by the noise of the city
But silence is all the blind mind hears

Midnight with only a heavy blackness
Blinding mind and sour alike
Stray light is but an unwilling intruder
A lightless blow to the heart a strike

Midnight in the world of the unclean
A land populated by those others shun
A place of isolation with even color
Where the sparkle of light shows only dun

Midnight in a life of loneliness and pain
Met at every turn by indifference
As a blight on the pretty peoples
Barred from pleasures by an impassible fence

Midnight in the dark of a hollow void
Time stopped with no sense of life’ motion
Frigid grip of eternal winter of the soul
To stifle even fleeting hopeful emotion

Midnight with the heart beating as a drum
Wish for rest that will never come
Peace for even and instant all that is craved
Out of the hollow just being has become

Midnight and will is sagging to dread
Repose once more the reach alludes
Release is not availed upon this one
Never it seems will the assault conclude

Midnight in the garden of darkness
An hour that seems will never end
No light seen to lead a way out
Only despair all the night will send
Midnight in the garden of darkness
A place of torment without escape
Midnight in the dark recesses of the mind.

Obsession

Obsession consumes
Time and thought
She comes not
My soul she bought

My mind will not
Close off the fears
That never will end
My endless tears

Obsession consumes
Think only of that goal
Willing that once more
My life will be whole

Wanting to be
That which was lost
Torn to the core
No matter the cost

Obsessions consumes
Future for sale
Dreams evaporate
All promises fail

I Am Too

I am too old to go on
I am too young to die
Too broken to start again
Too sound to just sit and be

A soul free, with the ability to fly
Heart imprisoned barely strength to cry
I am too old to go on
I am too young to die

I’ve been through the front door
Had to sneak through the back
Had the whole world at my feet
I’ve carried enough weight a body to crack

Been the source of someone’s joy
I’ve had my sight turn to black
I’ve been through the front door
Had to sneak through the back

You’ve been my reason to live
You’ve made my mind like a sieve
Have killed my very will to hope
Have taken away my ability to cope

Have been the source of all my pain
Have flushed my love down the drain
You’ve made my mind like a sieve
You’ve been my reason to live

Why did you ever meet me
Why didn’t you let us be
You gave me a chance at joy and peace
You helped me know the universe within reach

You crushed our chance before it could be
You threw out our dreams, our destiny
Why didn’t you let us be
Why did you ever meet me.

Dreams

Dreams that we dream
Simple hopes they all seem
Dreams of youth’s innocence
Thoughts only the young can dream

World of peace and games
Bliss and joy like clouds in the sky
Life washed clean by the rains of Spring
Left bare in the sun to dry

Dreams of life without care or need
All those loved would never leave
Dulled by the coming to age unasked
Lost youth leaving one only to grieve

Loves of adolescence, pure and true
Dreams of forever, thoughts never to fail
Open hearts to share all time together
Fresh minds ready for the world unveil

Unblemished souls with dreams to pursue
Taking on challenges to pursue glory
Forging a perfect life in an imagined world
Writing ones own destiny in the long story

Dreams that are assailed by reality
Eaten away in adults sudden trials
The naivety losing to assault of truth
Only to go on as the dream fails

Dreams of adults seem more realistic
Though some may be out of desperation
But one already know the cost to succeed
Requires devotion and desperation

Few chances left to make them come true
As one puts all remaining strength into last dreams
Experience tells what you need to do
To make sure this time nothing fails

But now there are no more dreams
All are used up to the ravages of time
Dreams that were dreamed through life
For some of us dreaming was only a crime.

Superstar

Superstar
With the world in your hands
Face in the crowd
Glory on your shoulders
Your life is clear and loud
Superstar

You really could go far
But you seem to never follow through
Each time you begin again
Bet no effort by your team is enough for you
Cuz you’re a Superstar

This time will be different
Yeah, heard that before
And each time as soon as it gets tough
You are out the door
But you’re the Superstar

Superstar
With the world in your hands
Face in the crowd
Glory on your shoulders
Your life is clear and loud
Superstar

Who will be to blame next time
When you again don’t pay the price
Too bad you can’t suck it up
But your heart is just like ice
You’re a Superstar

Darling of most all opines
Immune from porta prix
Anointed by the multitude as a beatitude
Of the ignorant of fact by decree

Superstar
With the world in your hands
Face in the crowd
Glory on your shoulders
Your life is clear and loud
Superstar

For you there will never be fault
Always another to blame by the girls and boys
Taking accolades as if they are earned
Discard your support liked used up toys
You are the Superstar

Superstar
With the world in your hands
Face in the crowd
Glory on your shoulders
Your life is clear and loud
Superstar

The prize presented for you
Well within your grasp
With heart and soul of others to help
Lost again as your efforts lapse

How many chances will you let pass
Will you always accept good enough
To no matter the cost to others
Cave back to the past if it ever gets tough
You're the Superstar

Superstar
With the world in your hands
Face in the crowd
Glory on your shoulders
Your life is clear and loud
Superstar

Melting

Sweat beads on my brow
The lust of passion shared
Surging through body and mind
Emotion of souls fully shared

Melding of thoughts
Enveloping of universes
A union complete
Innermost being it nurses

Hearts beating as one
Synchronization even in breath
Bodies intertwined and joined
Filling the soul in full breadth

Gentle touches shared to entice
Raising senses touching fire
Closed eyes block outside thoughts
Priming release of primal desire

Controlled emotions unshackled
Animal want takes over mind
Restraint relieved like raised veil
All their spirit allowed to unbind

Spent beings in a deathlike embrace
They melt into each others eyes
Seeing, knowing, to the very soul
Experiencing a world without lies

Love extreme separate from lust
Lust so powerful without guilt or care
Fulfilled fantasy and carnal needs
Openly and honestly to share

What Would I Do

What would I do
If things ever went my way
What would happen
If I ever had a say

Would the world come to an end
If I would ever win
I’m not sure how anyone would react
It may even be a sin
To think it could one day happen
That I could ever win

What would I do
If things ever went my way
What would happen
If I ever had a say

To have tried all my life
To always do what I saw as right
I always put others first
In the end failure laughs in delight

As once more things collapse
Just when good seems to be in sight
When I at last found my fate
I was simply reminded I had no right

What would I do
If things ever went my way
What would happen
If I ever had a say

Why was I ever allowed to believe
That is was finally coming true
To think there was really on chance
When I was allowed to meet you
Delude myself it could be
Just because you said it was so

What would I do
If things ever went my way
What would happen
If I ever had a say
What would I do

If things ever went my way
What would happen to me
If one chance in life went my way
Would I even know what to do
If I ever had a say
What would I even do.

The Itsy Bitsy Spider

The itsy bitsy spider
Climbed up the water spout
Washed away when the water
All came pouring out

We build and make a life
We do the best we can
Why is it that for some
Things never go to plan

We battle up the hill
We try to find out way
But of the final outcome
We really have no say

We do things that seems right
We follow path that seem true
Only to be washed away again
Once more flushed out of the blue

It is never about us
Our lives do not matter
Energy body and mind
Devour us in the clatter

The itsy bitsy spider
Climbing up the water spout
At least he has no idea
What the unfairness is about.

Birch

Wind whistles through the leaves of the birch
Portents of the storms of winter that soon comes
Finch bristles feathers on its noble claimed perch
A brief pause in music when for thistle seeds it roams

Acorns drop from the gnarled and ancient oak
As squirrels scramble to add to their hoard
Hawk sitting with its new winter cloak
Raptor seeing normal prey, ignoring, as if bored

Alder and Ash ablaze in fall yellow
Dogwoods with ripe fruit, a fire of red
All in the well-fed autumn mellow
Heat of summer having already fled



Serenity of the scene brings to mind
Existence of this place in a different time
An era long since left so far behind
Only the past a memory now sublime

A time when man was one with nature
Just one more of the beasts of the field
Before advancement of today’s activities mature
Sprawl of mankind that cannot yield

Glimpse of history that could not last
Before progress found it in its path
Long ago on this land was a new vision cast
But still glimpse can be seen on this path

Light/Dark

Light
Burns eyes
Exposed to sight
Leaves nowhere to hide
Magnifies every error, all flaws
Opens souls, visible to all others
Punchers at the being like sharp awls
You lose all privacy the conscious it smothers
All pathways are now withheld from your view
Options are invisible, no course at hand
The world becomes clouded and blue
Hopes melt away like sand
Wishing only to die
Hide in night
Lonely sigh
Light

Dark
Stifles view
Blinders so stark
No colors, no hues
It crushed my very thoughts
Attacks my hopes and compounds tears
Builds beliefs that every thing is naught
Nothing to a heart devoid except for fears
With all outside distractions gone, hiding all paths
Then mind can think with no interruption
Isolated, no goal, feeling life’s wrath
Examine any need for redemption
Destined to never reach
See new marks
Find each
Dark

In The Mirror Before His Face

In the mirror before his face
But a child and lesser than others
Child though was, he appeared even younger
Friends to share his thoughts he had not another

Slight of size and of not much wisdom
Knowing not how to fit in with the host
Alone in the thoughts of a lonely mind
Little of cheer to his being of which to boast

In the mirror before his face
A sad face it was, in pain, in need
Loss was great upon his mind and soul
Death is bitter to the young, and fears it did feed

The loss was great of those he loved
Ones who had some understanding of him as few
Gladly would he have traded places with them
Those of good heart who suffered without due

In the mirror before his face
Eyes of one lonely beyond his years
Come of age though far from it in looks
His mind was already worn by the jeers

Misfit he was, left behind by those of stature
Maturity of mind even if body not full
He countered with his only tool at his bidding
His mind was as sharp of thought as he was dull

In the mirror before his face
He saw one still young and without grace
Time to take leave, and to go meet the world
To take on life, to make a mark, to find a place

He found one who could abide his self
Who agreed to share his path in life
They traveled what seemed half the world
To be together against challenges as man and wife

In the mirror before his face
He saw once more one lost and failed
Having used once more his only tool, his mind
He seemed appreciated until the need for misfits paled

Cast aside by those who had praised his deeds
Turned away by others that called him friend
He was now but a threat to their places, a challenger
When plans failed, alliance were left to blow in the wind

In the mirror before his face
He saw one broken and without hope
His mind failing, he was in heavy need
One who pledged to help left him alone to cope

She ran from his side, left him alone
Said she could not any longer share a home
He sought help with out her support
With a kind doctor though he found some

In the mirror before his face
He saw one desperate to give it another chance
He set aside all his own will in favor of promises
Chose to take all blame, never take a stance

Doc said if he chose this route he wished him well
But treatment was over; he could see him no more
Still he pick the path he knew was wrong
He tried with all his might though a brutal chore

In the mirror before his face
He saw someone who was going all wrong
Trying the fantasy of becoming a farmer
Working a dual life requiring more than strong

But he loved and cared for his birds one and all
The geese especially were his children and friends
He gave them everything that was in his power
A fantasy that he hope his feeble life would mend

In the mirror before his face
He saw a life that had not a trace of good
Things always fell apart and went wrong
Nothing was turning out as wanted or should

Others destroyed everything he tried to do
They killed more than hope and turned all to a lie
They did not care; in fact made sure it would fail
They killed everything, including his will to try

In the mirror before his face
He saw one broken and without hope
Mind seemed to shatter, he planned his death
He was only alone with his self to cope

The one to whom he long ago had pledged
Until death never to part or to stray
Seem no longer to care if he even existed
Had many times told him to just go away

In the mirror before his face
He saw a man who he knew still had a dream
One who had found someone to share them with
She with eyes and a spirit that in love did gleam

Together they would survive all their pains
Together they would take on a life’s gamble
They would correct all the wrong in their world
They would untangle their minds that were a bramble

In the mirror before his face
The face of one who had all his dreams crushed
He gave everything he had, anything asked
Only to have his whole being turned to dust

He held her hand when she was in distress
Then turned her back when it was his turn
Left his mind more twisted than ever before
A feeble broken man who seems never to learn

In the mirror before his face
He sees once more a soul in complete despair
One who sees no hope for tomorrow, no dreams
Only one that any longer can seldom even care

His dreams and fantasies came to life
They were finally his to have and to hold
And every one of them were taken away
After in faith his every principle he sold

In the mirror before his face
In what he saw he could discern no good
Forsaken by love, by fate, by his soul-mate
Once again with nothing that was as it should

In that mirror he saw nothing not to despised
All he could see was pain and sorrow in those eyes
He saw what everyone else had always seen
The face of the loser within whom all faith dies

In the mirror before his face
He saw a life of disgrace
He saw a mirror he wanted to break
It was all more than one could take
He did not want to see any trace
Of that mirror before his face.