IF I die
before I awaken
then surely I have died
before living
:: 01-25-2014 ::
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SUCH FIRE
THE day began
as a fire
burning it did
the line’s horizon
What grand power
to hush the dark
in tender hour…
Such a fire
burns within
— a daily dose
to chase away
such darkness
for repose!
:: 01-25-2014 ::
UNHINGED
I BECOME unhinged
this powerful emotion
a potion of boiling life
within me is all
singing a chorus
— of release!
:: 01-26-2014 ::
DESIRE
DESIRE pleases us
in many ways
the natural urge
— that compels
for many it must
be fastly quenched
or the magic
— loses its spell
My desire can never expire
it dwells within another place
— far from flesh and skin
between the fold
of existence
beyond the sight
of human eye
My desire — a burning fire
needs no explaining
it resides over there
— beyond the way
eccentric I am
some would say
:: 01-26-2014 ::
FRAGRANT SPRING
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PATRIOT
THE presence of my anguish
compels the bloodbath of words
singularly slaying convention
rules for sheep within fences
Bind that tongue if you must
conform if you must for peace
but leave the rest for warriors
We sing the song and keep the fire
Liberty comforts the heart-free
the rest bask in uniformity
blood-eye patriot survive for me
bring home my sense of liberty
Sweet precious families sleep
the peace a burden for the strong
upon our backs deliver we must
the future of a free society
:: 01-24-2014 ::
DEATH BY CHANCE
SOME say death is by chance
a twist of fate
— merely happenstance
And other take the rein
believing death by their own hands
I say death is the magician
A slight of hand — misdirection
— allowing humans to believe
the end is fate or self-fulfilled
But angels see the COLD PACT
forged before time itself
Life is a ledger and always paid
— when balance is due
:: 01-12-2013 ::
YOUR DREAMS
YOU sit below a weeping willow
knowing the scale of blues
you sing a song
— so sad to the heart
I’m longing to linger
a bit longer here
So you kiss a flower
and lick the sun
— sunbeam angels
made in the grass so green
You listen to mother nature
she has bees
Buzzing high bright-yellow
— taste the blue
You bring your dreams along
Whatever your dream may be
always let them into your heart
Lower the gate
— flood the River of Life
All’s quiet now and the pain has left
Whatever your dreams are
— let them dream
Cast off the armour
and follow your pleasure
:: 01-11-2013 ::
FEAR NOT
IF you do anything
out of love
You should never
be fearful
— of it’s outcome
:: 01-11-2013 ::
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