You are a whisper in the chaos A tender, lonesome, dove Always a bit obscure However, full of love You are the seeker of horizons In an endless sky above A survivor of the mayhem When push comes to shove But love shall overcome Of this, I’m certain of
He saw it clear as day Even in the night Visualizing everything He aimed to bring to light Each step he had to take Grasping, holding tight To the promises he made After putting up a fight With a goal to be achieved When it seems nothing’s going right Or when doubters; non believers Disregard you out of spite That’s when things get clearest That’s when dreams take flight Then putting pen to paper Turning into a passion overnight When all ideas flow freely With whichever hand you write And with a flicker of a finger We watch it all ignite
Tattooed on her shoulder Was a colorless rose Outlined as if it were dying Given its pose Hunched and dejected By the path that it chose Just to end up as colorless And the ghost of a rose
Resting teddies under sheets Blankets tucked in tight Bunny rabbit counts his sheep That leap, to sleep, at night Little teddy smiles in bed Big teddy wears a frown They lie awake, with different takes While bunnies safe and sound…. asleep
The reenactment of something beautiful Was a preeminent show of life An oscar worthy performance On stage, under lights The roses tend to fall, but lift The spirit from down below And a thunderous applause, at length Can be felt deep inside your soul
They tell me you have ****** eyes That I should look away That you’re a victim and a killer too That I should hope and pray My instincts are to vacate To dissipate and flee Not sure where it all may lead But I’m curious to see
My fear was evanescent But it happened all the same Shouting out my own inadequacies Wondering who’s to blame Instead of being whimsical While dancing in the rain If just not to face reality And return from whence I came Back to meet my maker The collector of my soul I’d leave today if it were up to me But I have yet to meet my goal To overcome my obstacles And forgive my biggest foes And to strip myself of armor And be totally exposed
It’s the illusion of protrusion A not so subtle hint Something that’s so massive You barely need to squint It’s visually appealing It’s precious, worth a mint It’s worthy of chasing after Whether a marathon or sprint There is no serendipity There is no second chance Only becoming a believer Based off of happenstance
Meet me on the other side of your boundaries Where vulnerability resists And the passage to your beating heart Is proof that one exists Or meet me in the middle So that I may soothe your pain And combat what’s been ailing you That made you become what you became The essence of your being The crystal ball within The end of the beginning And the beginning of the end It at least will serve its purpose Like when meetings are adjourned To focus on the soulless And to all of those concerned
He never felt harassed By the bonny little lass Who was distant and detached Because of her troubled past He loved her all the same Smiled at the mention of her name They had long kisses in the rain With little chat He asked her for her hand Which came highly in demand But she took off and she ran And that was that
The crack of the whip Doesn’t sit well With whiskers or kittens Or a cat-o’-nine-tails Leather and laughter In a distinct frenzied smell Wrapped up in ribbons In a hard candy shell Was it an omen Or can’t you tell If it was more of an archway Than a gateway to hell
Prisons built by prisoners Who also act as guards While running interference That most will disregard Confined to the matrix Where freedom isn’t free And where brainwashing is abundant At peak capacity A form of communication Where no one is to speak Profiting the rich By abolishing the weak
I know I know too little A minuscule amount In order to commingle Without having a doubt Just some basic knowledge So I can fit in And communicate with others Behind a crooked grin Showing I have interest In the subject that’s at hand Spoken very slowly So that I can understand
As the year comes to a close Another year starts anew With new resolutions And dreams to pursue A celebration of ending For what we’ve been through And a new understanding Of what we must do So walk in the footsteps Of another man’s shoes While accepting the change When you’ve paid all your dues And sing to the heavens To drown out the blues So that your prayers will be answered And not misconstrued
Will I sit and reminisce About the opportunities I missed When focusing on what’s wrong instead of right Will I stumble all through life With my struggles and my strife To end up old and bitter out of spite Or will I concentrate and learn Ways that I can earn A living, and turn around my plight I must be methodic and precise Without having to think twice About how to get my fire to ignite So I’ll stand up and be strong And face whatever comes along Then you can stand back, and watch me taking flight
A streamline strip of light Streaks across the sky The star I see is shooting Then gone without a goodbye I have that star to thank For lifting my head up high To gaze in awe and wonder And amazement all combined Asking questions to the universe Half expecting a reply With the earth firmly below me It couldn’t hurt to try
I played a ****** on a fiddle I plucked a concert harp To play melodies that strike a cord And see if there’s a spark A connection to your ear and heart Until you can’t tell the two apart A symphony of both sight and sound A perfect work of art
The inner glow of oval eternity Saturated in love A child’s first communion Connecting with the above Expressing every phenomenon within Telepathically relayed And just before the moments gone Can a bond be made
I am the noisemaker The loud, obnoxious sound That heightens the awareness Of those that stand around Putting off pretenders The defenders behind masks That reside and hide in solitude From questions no one asks
I was sent to spend my days In a partly hidden cave In the woods somewhere far from out of town Not for reasons bad It was simply all they had To offer me, but I’m not currently sleeping safe and sound Icicles are sharp It’s really very dark And sometimes the ice falls to the ground But I’m inspired by the light of day Which makes the darkness fade away So I could make my great escape From conformity abound
Our viciousness may be our demise As we’re malcontent and compromised Seeing things with bloodshot eyes Before our last goodbyes What we perceive to be as strong Has been weakening all along When what we hear are cries, not song Our passion fades away
Costume jewelry Beads and pearls A pretty gown A twist A twirl A million ways To right the world Let’s start with number one Let’s dissipate all fears I’m open to ideas On what to do to change the way things are Whether near or far Wishing on a star Praying that it won’t leave a scar as proof Proof that it was here For many many years They tell us what we want to hear Just not the truth The staging is all set Moving forth without regret While it’s prevalent And I’m somewhat in my youth When the damage has been done And the stars replace the sun That will allow us to regroup and recoup
Is it tomorrow yet? Have I woken up too soon? To see the yellow sunlight That illuminates the room I’m unaware of my surroundings I’m in a spun cocoon With the outcome to be beautiful And avoid impending doom
I walked a hundred miles I even ran for one or two For the one and only reason To get back home to you I waited all four seasons I timed it to be fair Then I danced across the dance floor Like a poor man’s Fred Astaire
They navigated by touch They could feel their way around Without the use of sight Without the use of sound They tunneled until the brink Until the earth began to shake They tunneled with a purpose This was no mistake
His ears twitch, eyes roll The wiggle of his nose Fast asleep Where dreams roam free Completely uninhabited Totally exposed A warm bed To sleep in late at night Rejuvenating energy Life force burning bright So rest Until daylight persists Then wake up to something You simply can’t resist
A man could lose his mind Hanging out with Father Time Knowing that his day would surely come But until that very day He’ll have much more to say Even if it’s marching to the beat of a different drum
It couldn’t be withheld I wouldn’t be denied I asked about her health But fell deaf, dumb, and blind What I felt most, was disappointed That her stars were unaligned And that her center was a bit askew Yet, she said she felt just fine
She comes highly recommended It’s imperative; a must To explore her in amazement And feel her tender touch Love is ever fleeting There’s no one you can trust The things we share Cannot compare To an evening full of lust
He saw it in a dream And drew out what he’d seen To describe it as best as he could But in order to translate You must see what he sees If you were standing right where he stood
Her tears were shed By what he said As he turned to walk away He was harsh and bitter Without thoughts considered As he had many things to say But something occurs When weapons are words And all colors turn into gray It’s a persons right To stand up and fight Making the world a much nicer place
Dim lit lights on an empty street There aren’t shadows in the rain A maniac is on the loose He’s no longer being detained He’s on his way home To seek his revenge In a homicidal fit of rage So be sure to lock the doors As not to put fuel on to the flames
Sunlight through my window In between the hanging shades Bouncing off the mirror Where much darkness still remains Brightening up the dresser The closet and door the same Introducing morning In a short game of charades
You give freely of yourself To anyone who asks With kind words and with your precious time You complete your daily tasks You’re honest and upfront Your charity is seen Lifting up their spirits Chasing after dreams Without a thought or pause You’re a beacon of bright light Taking all the wrongs To turn them into rights A singular force of nature Where kindness is quite scarce But it’s warm and fuzzy feeling If we just give it half a chance
Your image is poetic With shapes, and lines, and curves You had me flushed with fever Stumbling on my words I was a nonbeliever Thinking it absurd That I could be the sort of person That you most preferred
He could disappear like magic Out of sight and mind He could disappear completely Or just listen and unwind To the sounds that fill the room The whispers and the things assumed About he who left us way too soon To morph inside a big cocoon Then spread his wings and fly But my question still, is why? Why vanish to the stars While we’re in traffic in our cars You could be halfway to Mars Or not nearly at all
Around a jar there’s an eternity Of endless grains of sand With water flowing from the jar Dousing the dry land Though visually misleading The world contracts and expands Which could be the final factor to the detriment of man
I wished the best of luck To the ego of the duck That waddled past the hunters by the day His luck was running short As hunting is a sport That any fool with a gun can play He lasted pretty long Before a bullet came along That sent this poor ducks ego across the bay It doesn’t pay to strut Then take one in the gut Instead, duck your big fat head And run away
Stored deep inside my memory bank Are my memories of her A reconstructed cocktail You need only to stir To jostle my brain The despair and the rage And render it clear From anymore pain Remembering the good A smile, a wink And a good conversation That made me think Her caring, her kindness The love of my life Taken too soon And just doesn’t feel right
Damp dew on a spider‘s web Waiting for the sun to rise In order to catch the insects With the element of surprise The works been done The traps been set Without much thought Without regret Just a silky fiber net To capture all its prey
It’s been long understood The color of blood Soaks in the stems and in leaves Without a doubt I’m with or without Putting out more than I receive What’s living in fear Each layer, each year Focuses more and achieves Until time runs out Then back to the ground Buried, without somewhere to be
He had a frog in his throat Whenever he spoke About the birds and the bees He got choked up and shook While all turned to look At the man who fell down to his knees Not a second was spared For the frightened and scared But justice is not as fair as it seems And nothing compares To the looks and the stares Before being stripped of your dreams
He had a voracious appetite They were fearful for their lives His gaping maw consumed their thoughts Until they all broke out in hives He had a mongrels disposition A dog without a home But all he really wanted Was a place to put his bone
I open my eyes And I’m mesmerized By the beauty I’m laying beside I jumped and I leapt For the love you’d accept Through masks and other forms of disguise I slept and I dreamt Of my failed attempts And that is why… There was one shoe left on the step By someone I’m inclined to despise
I cannot wish the pain away When you had to go and couldn’t stay My heart could not bear to be alone Now quiet inside my empty home Walking down an empty hallway Leading to empty rooms I had inhaled all your essence I was overwhelmed; consumed A pilgrimage towards disaster To eradicate my woes With a bandaid for my heartache As you made your choice; you chose
I have to ask Were your feelings hurt When I no longer was the center of your universe? Now the stars are unaligned We’re wasting precious time Waiting for something better to arrive Echo my advice Never ask twice For a slow dance Or a secondhand delight
I listened to their every song I memorized their words Their words were certainly eclectic While some versus were absurd It was magically hypnotic As far as I could tell Their music sent me to the moon And rescued me from hell
Erosion fades away Like ripples in the lake Smoothing out the surface For as long as it must take Until it fades out of existence In a million years or more Until the world’s a grain of sand On Gods golden shore A particle of a particle At mercy to the wind Realizing the ending Before it can begin
I was always into trouble I was never well behaved I have secrets in abundance I’ll take with me to my grave There are none I’d care to speak of No temptation to confess Just some things for only me to know But please feel free to guess