For the path is long...
A lifetime's length!
Peace, I need hope
During times barren...
Help me to cope!
Virtue, always truth
In times deceptive...
Hope's wondrous youth!
Love, cherished prize
Sought for by all...
Help me be wise!
But the truth is
I can be free to choose
Not to be a pawn
And can search that kiss,
Of betrayal,
Of love,
Of fantasies whose
Reality can be made on,
And path's search based of,
Living choice...
Loving choice...
Exciting the senses,
Feeling the truest depth
Of innermost freedom,
Where roads of life are choices
And learning is the goal -
A prize you intercept
And reach for as you're leaving from this play into another role.
Like hot cocoa in a mug,
Is a warm muffin hug -
A milk and cookies wish...
What could be better,
Or a finer thing than this?
That the love of a friend
Could grow ever deeper
Bringing joy to the seeker
Making real, dreams of bliss
While broken hearts mend
In a gentle sweet mint kiss.
The real truth of it all
Is the heart takes the new
If it's honest, good and true.
Each male, to like his miss,
Heeding life's ancient call
In an elemental kiss...
What could be better,
Or a sweeter thing than this?
What *is* my fate?
Who'll pick up the pieces?
Will the winds blow me apart?
Confusion increases.
How do I extripate?
Seasons... reasons?!
Fate! fate!
A *smoother* path!
I'll work hard the seasons
Spicing today with the past
Looking only for reasons
Added up in strange math...
Life's own enthusiast!
Hopeless yet hoped for -
I need you now!
Show me it...
Love,
Force I can't ignore -
I don't know how!?
Is it there?!
Faith,
It can stop a war -
Smooth wrinkled brow,
Save lives or bless...
Joy,
God's great gift and more -
Of himself endow
A part, or apart... bliss.
So, I sat in shocked wonder,
Then got up and went on blinded route,
'til my match tore dark asunder!
I lit a candle, or two, or three,
Then I lit some incense too,
So, my fear left me when I could see,
And these thoughts began to brew!
Now under the candle's glow I write -
Rather spontaneously,
While the world is dark, my room is light,
And I'll write quite comfortably!
For candle light is a novelty -
Enjoyed in modern times electric,
Fun for me to write, to think and to be...
My dimensions new by candlewick!
But the truth is
I can be free to choose
Not to be a pawn
And can search that kiss,
Of betrayal,
Of love,
Of fantasies whose
Reality can be made on,
And path's search based on,
Living choice...
Loving choice...
Exciting the senses,
Feeling to truest depth
One's innermost freedom,
Where roads of life *are* choices
And learning is the goal,
A prize you intercept
And reach for as you're leaving from
This play into another role!
The leader of my soul,
As source to my joy and pain,
On paths that it may speed
Toward attempts that love extoles!
False, or true, I'll know not
Whether I be Abel, or be Cain,
Neither the luckiest of seed,
The murdered, or of manslaughter caught!
But *this* path is *my* path.
I must walk to the end,
With its turns and twists forward
Into time eternal, limited...
Which some time into some light will send
To lead me back through to *the way*.
I can listen closely or be a coward,
Walking only to get past the dread.
Yet, may I know my fate today?
My fate line is here...
Entered in my heart, and within my soul.
Give Me Money
And whispered memories of a name
With faint hearts beating at the thought
Of loves unwon and ever sought.
So much loss passed by a bridge
Of lifetime's stories to abridge
Of friends and foes we hate and love
Dark severed fates by gods above
So if you're wond'ring why you came
Or if you're wond'ring who's to blame
For all those battles that we fought
In cold war's lessons we were taught
Then to a mirror we must go
To see the truth that it must show
War's rebels still must play the game
Their beasts within must become tame
Joys, hopes and fears are offered doves,
Things sacrificed for *ideal* loves
Peace dreams revealed reality.
Are things we'd all like most to be.
That mom gave me today
What fun it is to spend
Dad's money in this way!
For hats and clothes and furs
From Bennington and Deys
My shoes are from Altiers
For I worship fashion's craze!
Oh!...
Jingle coins, precious coins
Jewels raining down on mink!
Styles change in fashion's range
We can't live without, I think...
Oh!...
Plastic toys, happy noise
When dad's *cards* are used this way!
Oh, what fun it is to spend
Dad's money in this way!
Passing
That is the question!
Whether to spurn the
Slings and arrows
Of unpopular comment...
Or to drink of the vine
And suffer bucholic expressions...
The drooping eyes that slowly blink
And red veined clownish nose...
I ask you now about the
Choice you'd make, or think...
Of the liver hued wine
Or the hops brewed brine...
Of laughing blurred impressions...
Of the lonely dancer who shows
Adeptness on the floor's cement...
But tonight for once, I think,
That for this party's sake,
I'll drink!!
And I fully admit
To the fear of death,
Of one's self in quietness,
Of humanity's steady groan,
Of losing one's wit
At the pass one's breath,
And of a forest's fall
Without a witness.
And I cry for the senseless
Slaughter of innocents,
For the stupid results
Of blind ignorance,
And indifference...
And in truth, most of all,
I cry because
All men die alone,
When all men live *alone*.
For a reason to live.
You only seek what you must -
No true wisdom yours to give...
I sit in the light watching you,
For I have lit a candle
You refuse to see...
You hood your dark future in pastel,
To imagine you're really free...
Oh mankind,
(you former friend of mine),
You take advantage of a
new title, a new life-job,
But still must pay a fine
For never seeing how you stray
From the web of gaia's path...
Beware of gaia's wrath!
Oh, mankind!
You've missed every sign!
You've rationalized a way
To use your living brothers...
"sign that dotted line!"
Never grasping what massive price
Must be the bill you'll have to pay!
Created child of mine,
This is not a time for distinction
It is the time to be wary...
It's your time for extinction!
My child, my blind un-friend,
This is your last sign...
I will cut your thread,
With a reluctant, final slice...
Beware your mother's wrath!
In your eyes,
And I don't know your expectations...
Or in which guise
Does a man hold his *deepest* heart,
Or in whose lives
Does a man dare to take a part?
For what prize
Does a man choose to seek?
Or how many tries
Takes a man being
Strong or weak?
I'll never know and yet
I'll still search in your eyes...
Downward
Spiral
I've been lonely for so long
And have lived
In quiet pain...
A vast darkness
Of tormented desert
Where there is no song!
An utter poverty
Of little joy...
But overflowing mockery.
A forced smile
Through gritted teeth
And nowhere to go,
Because a hope is seived
Out and replaced with hurt,
And you become poverty's toy -
Old news blown away,
Again and again,
Underneath,
I go.
For what I don't know
But it's mine,
And I must grasp it.
It's fate!
Follow a path's glow
Choice divine,
That needs test one's wit.
Witness!
To life and good deeds
A new time,
For those who heed signs.
Great stress!
Placed on new-sown seeds
A soul's rhyme
To lyrics and lines,
Blessed in time.
Hypocrite's
Answer
Which I have called my life,
Although I *have* shown kindness,
I've done nothing to solve strife...
Yes, I do believe in caring
But... it hurts too much to try
Try and I feel like swearing...
My results too much a lie.
I'd really like to help you
But... not unselfishly,
For helping you may help me too,
Please don't ask me to give freely...
For when helping doesn't hurt
I might be brave and try again
But... pray god keep me alert
Just don't ask too much!
amen.
Afternoon
3PM
Even as the sun shines
And the bird's sing on...
While I'm alone.
And then, I pretend to pray,
Really listening to windy pines,
Seeing wolf and frightened fawn
As life on nature's loan.
Thus I see balance in the clay
In each creature that gaia signs
And revel tomorrow's glorious dawn
As peace in me is sown.
Back of the mind's nervous energy
Where the heart and the psyche
Meet in endless battle
Are the signs of excesses
And wasted hopes and ecstasies
The prisoner's chains that rattle
Against fate's twisted humor.
Keep banked the sexual fires
Threatening one's sanity
The beast within who cries out
"free me!!" to primal energy...
To control 'til breath expires
A grain of sand kept for eternity...
Who dares hear that tiny shout,
Of the heart's impassioned fervour?!
Yet light glowed between us...
I do not know your mind sir,
But I cannot love you less.
For a song was shared between us,
Quiet in the still of night...
You think the lady much too virtuous,
You play too much the knight.
Though modern *they* say are the days,
The night is there for early dreams...
Of times of danger and ties of blood,
Of love expressed in diverse ways.
Bear my strong expressed emotion,
Kept tight within my heart's bounds...
For we both have need for the
Strongest of bonds,
As we cannot deny our connection.
Grants me fresh perspectives,
As I relax in gratitude
To my quiet heart's inventives.
I hope and dream, and pass the time
Seeking futuristic impressions,
With just enough to make it rhyme
In symbolistic expressions!
So, when time fails to pass you by
And each moment seems extended,
Search deep inside, on yourself rely,
Keep your principles defended!
And, someday you'll still see me here
Wrapped in quiet contemplation,
Dreaming self-quest answers clear
Wilst expanding mind's horizons!
Traveling slowly in the east
Unseen streamers pull tides and hearts
Reflecting a reflection.
Cat-soft padding beam of light
Touching both greatest and the least
Empowering touch to cupid's darts
Celestial station for every nation.
Though the stars may have their height
Though the sun's heat hasn't ceased
Where in the universe's ramparts
Can compare its illumination?
Raise your eyes up to its sight
Shape shifting nightly, waning, increased,
Of wisdom written old lore imparts,
Each nightbeast feels exhaltation!
The primal and the modern hearts,
The living and deceased,
The brave and those in fright,
All know its glorious inspiration!!
Traveled swiftly through my heart!
He, a gentle son of nature's glow
And I, wounded by eros' dart...
Trapped willingly by his red-gold locks!
Yet, my gallant steed pursued
Yon's golden brush and bright eyes!
He, a descendent of creatures fey
Was my soul-twin, my other guise,
For we are creatures of similar hues...
He it was who sang a simple song
Entrapping me forever...
For I'd lived my life loving him
Never realizing it a *futile* endeavor...
Yet bittersweet it filled to the brim
With loneliness my unending niche...
Without his love, without his heart,
Without him.
*Perfect* Mate
All women have sung before
In ages beyond all ages
In a land behind all time's door.
The woman in me has desire
To go out and find her *right* man
Because within me is a fire
Like eve's before all time began.
Special things I need in my *adam*,
He's got to be strong and be kind,
Have the faith and wisdom of abram
And goals that are most well defined.
He doesn't have to be handsome,
He doesn't have to be thin,
He might even be a bit hum-drum,
He just needs to have love built in.
If you're on the shop for a lover
But have learned to avoid *perfection*,
Then together I think we'll discover
A most comfortable connection!
Phonecall
And giggled about our fantasies
Of men, of hopes, and prayers...
Of past loves and ecstasies,
Of those things we'd done on dares...
Or other means by which we'd grown.
And then, we'd laughed some more,
Yet, cried within our hearts...
Knowing our youth soon would be gone.
Still, savored the moment's varied parts,
As admired renderings of beauty drawn
In ancient tomes of bucholic lore.
Oh heck! within our hearts
Lived golden memories -
And isn't that our deepest core?
*Nimue* the Cat
And who am I?
What will I become?
The questions hit me,
But no answers will come.
When they do come,
What will they be?
Will I hear them,
Above my heart's beat?
Because I can sing,
And OH! I can dance!
And Boy! Can I play!
Grab that big spotlight,
I'm here now to stay!
And I'll run to the rhythm of a different band,
'Cause this world's just not right for me!
I'm a keyboard played by respectful hands,
I'm the parts of a symphony!
Eyes flash to the crash of a cymbals light,
Blood rushes to the saxaphone's glow,
The rhythm in my soul reaches out in delight,
This gig's more than just a side show!
And these parts within me are so finely tuned,
I'm performing my opening night!
And this feeling inside makes me so well attuned,
The synergies close to its height!
There's appeal in the cry of an audience's roar,
Thrill of joy responds up my spine!
Makes me work even more, so you'll love me much more,
I wanna make you feel OH, so fine!
That's what I want!
And I want it more!
I'm gonna be just what I dream.
Don't know what's my future,
What I might be in for,
But you can bet that it won't be mainstream!
I wanna sing!
I wanna dance!
I wanna give it all I got!
I'm gonna ride (you bet)
Fame's firey lance!
I'll make my mark!
I've got that spark!
And when I do
Get my chance,
You'll know.
It's gonna be hot!
I'll play my part.
Right into your heart,
My song and dance you'll see!
I'll play the clown.
In this old town,
A harlequin I'll be!
Paint on my face,
I'll dance and I'll spin,
You like guitar, horns, or violin?
I'll play them all,
Sing and prat fall,
Wear patches and lace,
I'll reach in that place,
Where my song and dance will be,
Burlesque, bump and grind,
And I know you won't mind,
Just give me my chance!
I'll give you romance!
It's ALL I want, can't you see?
Just tell me you love me!
It's a physical joy,
That vibration employed,
The weight in my arms feels good!
As I touch my love's side,
It seems almost alive,
Strings vibrate and scream as they should!!
'Cause a gal's gotta live,
And a gal's gotta pay,
And a gal's gotta work,
If she want's a chance to play,
And being in a band,
Is the very best way!!
All my friends in the band,
Love that heavy rock beat,
And these songs,
Which are their's and mine.
And my friend's understand,
That warm fuzzy heat,
That belongs,
When the music gels fine!
'Cause it's a physical joy,
When you're a rockin' po boy,
And that spark in your loins feels good,
'Cause you feel great inside,
And you're feeling alive!
Your life's going RIGHT like it should!!
So, who's got that beat?
You'll find YOU'RE the one,
The ONE who's got the right beat!
Graceful and quick you are,
With two green starry eyes of light,
And ears turned toward prey heard afar.
You seek, you pounce, and steal
Away like a lightning flash,
Into darkness toward your intended meal,
And back again in bouncing dash.
You stop a moment and sit there a'purring,
Nose twitching yet eyes closed in meditation,
Upon things only you can hear.
Sensitive to the slightest breeze,
Your vibrant wiskers move,
Both eyes open and breathing quickens!
Yet, who could tell what's on your mind,
When in a flash of movement,
Quicksilver time freezes...
Your imagined mouse you then catch with fear,
While you *practice* your vocation!
At 2am
And danced to the joy in our hearts,
Because of night sung melodies
Heard through celestially whirling skyglow...
And we danced, speaking our appointed parts
To the voice of a thousand calaiopies!
Skipping, jumping wonder of it all
And I find myself joining in,
Yet only to stand back watching
A swirling mist of a bitter snowy squall...
Where I find myself completing a heady spin
Turning to winds of fate's still watching!
Where no one will say what is meant,
Where one can get lost in illusion,
Where man lives in false self-content...
In the *world* man walks with his eyes closed
And ignores people's pain not his own,
He never speaks out
'bout each heartache exposed,
'cause it's *better* to leave things alone...
It's been over-long due for a change now
It's time to speak up! can't you see?
Our indifference must change
To concern now...
So, let each *man* be our world's trustee!
The night has begun.
Moon sends red dew drops,
Blood shed from the sun.
New night sends new day.
Black sky,
That's all it is,
Laced starlight, clouds fly away...
Hounds bay the night.
Waters ripple,
Birds in flight,
Peace that covers restless might...
Love entwined,
blends with the sight!
Give hope, the Joy is giving,
Have the hope and joy of living...
Live life, for Life is timing,
Time moves, it's ever bending...
End of Life is a just beginning,
Of a story never ending...
Love is that story...
Love is that glory...
Love is the Light...
Come share the Night!
And if both of you be true,
Love will then dwell within you,
And peace and hope will live there too.
Such soft hair and bright smile,
You are of gentle soul my love.
I'd like to link our souls awhile,
And join the dance of stars above.
For when you speak I'm glad to listen.
Your voice is music in my ears.
Your eyes of night with lovelights glisten.
Your silken touch stills all my fears.
I feel your eyes look at my face,
'Sense in your heart you really care!
That love at last has found a place,
Welcomed at last, blessings we share!
So, grasp that moment for its value!
Be Glad! Rejoice for every day!
Let spirits soar! Let joy grow in you!
For forever, what's shared will stay!
Splishing, splashing,
Round and round,
We go!
Holding our own,
Amongst dirty water,
And opinions,
Unpopular,
By demand...
Unfurling, hurling,
Wishing, rehashing,
Astounding, spellbounding,
Round and round,
We go!
Those ideas we've sown,
A poet's self slaughter,
In critique's dominion,
Forced spectactular,
By demand!
'Bout fantasy or your fate?
Do you watch me romance a fireglow,
Of love's ecstacy turned to hate?
You are my fan, and greatest victim,
But I love you all the same...
Help me expand tales to the brim,
Of terror true, in dark frame.
Maybe,
You'll hear me.
Scream out your name!
Of times of trial and sorrow?
An empty stage - no written play...
No daily past tomorrows.
The flesh is weak - the heart is cold,
No understanding memories,
Can give a feel for tales untold,
Or Impro-vis-atories.
But you can feel a pathos there,
Where you keep your darkest place,
Where you store your most despair,
Where your sorrows you embrace.
You hear a silent scream of fear,
That one knows is in your mind,
While looking for that puppeteer
In who's hands pull strings unkind.
You're seeking for a brighter day.
You're cursed with hindsight's blindness.
Is there somehow, somewhere a way,
To cure Luck's lack of kindness?
Bad Luck goes on and on...
Well, tip the scales in my favor,
And maybe then we'll see,
What's in store for us when,
We become cowardly,
Or braver...
*YOU* say it's all up to us!
I think, that's maybe so,
But the game's already begun,
Predicted moves charted thus,
With points lost or won
To ally or foe...
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