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::imaginative introspection::

Imagine that all life is an illusion. All that exists is this moment. No past, no future, each memory, every plan, a part of the illusion. Life, in a photograph.

Do you like the image of yourself?

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Neo

New year New breath New start New hope

I take a risk and once again
can feel the weight of the pen
as I work to tame the rampant thoughts
and dare to dream again

I watch the cold icy wind blow around my fragile skin
and yet I'm numb from within
observing without feeling, seems like sin

but take the chance and start to feel a flicker here and there-- so real
and suddenly I've broken free
I recall who I once used to be
and laugh out loud to think that I
almost let this flicker die

Cause I'm only human, as they say
I'll live this life day to day
and with a prayer on my lips
I leap into the snowy drifts

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Traffic like the roar 11.07.2008

Traffic like the roar

of an automatic ocean,

I close my eyes and dream so far away.

and with a breath

I’m there once more

sun warm on my face.

you call me back to reality

and I Tear my mind away from serenity

all is lost for eternity

you take my hand to lead me away

into the cold darkness which comes

only after that last flickering light which is life

is but out by the icy cold breath of death himself.

I wake, gasping, blinded by sunlight

as I am once more reborn,

given another chance to find the answer.

 

11.07.2008

I journey on 06.18.2008

I fly above with watchful eye

to journey home

at last will i.

From places where

the ocean’s

 coast rush

 to meet the sloping shore,

past ancient bearded mountains

full of lore

I journey on.

o’er deep red stone the waters hewn

their path and paths to come

I journey on o’er rich gold fields

which glint and sway on wind’s heels

I journey home

to emerald valleys where rivers flow

and hidden there,

beneath the leaves,

you’ll find my heart,

though quivering.

although I’ve seen the wonders hidden

behind the shadow of the earth

a place both harsh and intricate,

a place for my rebirth

I long for peaceful quiet

and the hint of music

magic

beckoning me home. 

 

6/18/2008

Monday, November 24, 2008

sun rise sun 11.24.2008

sun rise sun
illuminates transparent skin
i watch You breathe
a silent moment You
look at me
eyes saying everything

don't be so afraid

i pull You close
Your lips wet
against my skin
feel You tremble at
my touch
You're safe with me, 
love
You're safe with me. 

sun rise sun
bring your warmth
dry these tears
and breathe once more
i'll be Your light now
close Your eyes
and sleep child sleep
oh sun rise sun



11.24.2008

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

broken

The words she cannot say aloud.

 

Desperate eyes plead against

one cold hardened stare.

Broken under derision. 

Nights spent awake

in silent darkness, waiting.   

god left this place long ago

with trembling hands a prayer

rises with the smoke

a breath cut short in the darkness

as lungs dare not move under

clenched fists.

and with the sunrise

peace for a short while.

 

 

 

10.29.2008

 

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Thursday, October 2, 2008

Angel on the sea

Water runs red
As I wash today's dead
from these dirty bloody pocket.

I've been fighting all my life
to somehow stay alive
and all I've got today
are these dirty bloody pockets.

I'm fighting off the waves
God's threat to me each day
Some say I'm just crazed

but I can hear the angel

when

I sit perched precariously,
where the rocks meet the sea,
and she sings,
with a song on the wind

follow me, 
I'll show you places you could never see
places you could never see

sing for me
I'll bring you riches you could never dream
riches you could never dream

I take her hand
and with one deep breath we're flyin so high.

we're so high
we're so high

and I'll dance with you tonight
and we'll sing to the sky
and when we stopped
the gods, they cried.


Mesmerized

Raindrop, Falling
Raindrop, Falling
a perfect image of life 
until it collapses
in a splash of glory
that 
mesmerizes my mind
it
mesmerizes my mind

raindrop, falling
raindrop.  falling.
like an angel from the sky
and we all look up
and wonder why
our lives just seem
to fly by

and 
we've got raindrops in our eyes
we've got raindrops in our eyes

and
everyone tries
when an angel dies
to find the light
within her eyes

but all we can see
is the rain in the sky
and that perfect image of life,
mesmerized




*cause I love to sing!*

Jazz, Coffee and Hope

Theres somethin about the soothin sounds of jazz, 
makes me want to open up a midnight coffee shop, 
makes me want to stand up and sing about hope to the world,

Theres somethin about the soothin sounds of jazz,
makes me want to let my hips sway and dance away 
makes me want to let my fears loose and my voice out

Theres somethin about the soothin sounds of jazz. . . 

darlin you cant go on hiding from the world


i want to dance with you, is that too hard? 
to spend a night back in your arms?  
 want to sing to you my favorite song 
and smile again as you sing along.  
I want to laugh with you in the dark as we run away from being adults.  

I want to let my fears go and hope for love, 
but it seems now that i'll always be alone
or will we just continue waiting for a better chance?


with a smile you can take my breath
 and i feel like a child again
always learning, playing, loving and so very full of love, hope, joy--



Tuesday, September 30, 2008

A Brief Note on Science, Faith and Definitions

There is beauty in even the smallest things, organic, inorganic, living or dead. And within this beauty is strength. A spirituality develops with the limits of human knowledge--what we don't know is the basis of any spiritualism. There is so much unknown to us still, and so much beauty in the unknown. Yet it seems far to difficult to limit everything inculded in spirituality into the confines of one religion, one denomination, one faith.

Friday, September 26, 2008

search for grace

In a dream

I walk

the empty streets
that lead
to nowhere
sending me on
an eternal

search
for
grace.


I lose my 
way  again
as I find
I've 
circled back 
to 
my beginning.
With a 
deep 
breath
my hope  somehow  intact I 
continue on 
my 
journey towards 
the end.


I travel in the dark
with silence 
consuming my being
And realize my dreams
now grow dim
And
Just as the last
bit
of
hope flickers
out
I hear the laughter
of children
a wisp
of a memory.

With this
rush
of 
oxygen
my hope is
reignighted
and I 
push fowards
towards
Eternity.