PASSING OF LOST DREAMS
A POEM I WROTE TO CONTINUE TO REMIND MYSELF THAT I CONTROL MY DREAMS AND PLANS, AND NOT TO LET THE CHAOS OF LIFE CONTROL ME TO THE POINT THAT I DO NOT FULFILL THEM.
The screaming shadows of life soar through my mind’s eye
Flickering like a candle flame, ever changing, ever moving
The flame within begins to rise, and my eyes are no longer dry.
The seasons come and go as the emptiness becomes life
Rings form around my eyes like aging trees in an endless forest
The mirror looks back with a shaking head, eyes of anger and strife
Beating my chest as to awaken my heart, I scream
Destiny taunts and flicks at my ears with words of chaos
The days of a calendar swarm my head like a nightmarish dream
My eyes flash open, and I rise thrashing and confused
Destiny is mine alone, visions and dreams belong to me
The turmoil of life will not leave me wanting and abused
Carpe Diem is my chant, as the icy fingers of despair set me free
THE DREAM OF MISTAKES
A POEM TELLING OF DWELLING ON THE PAST AND MISTAKES I HAVE MADE, AND SEEING HOW I HAVE CHANGED AND AM NOT THE SAME.
Walking through the field of years gone by
My eyes look upon so many faces of yesterday
My heart leaps and flutters as it feels joy and pain
Remembering the flames of truth and lies
I look into the reflecting glass and see eyes not my own
Changed from the years of callus hearts
Tears run down my face with no joy in sight
I watch my flesh melt from my bag of bones
I open my mouth to scream, but no sound is heard
My worm infested brain cries out, can this be undone
A ringing awakens my ears as my eyes open wide
A dream this has been, because my heart has been changed by the Word.
HEALING TEARS FROM ABOVE
A POEM REFLECTING THE FEELING I GET FROM FALLING RAIN, AND THE SOUND IT MAKES, AS IT CALMS ME AND HEALS MY SOUL.
My soul awakes from its afflicted slumber;
Churning and convulsing my mind has not found rest.
I am continually haunted by echoes of days of limitless number.
As my eyes struggle to focus between the dream world,
And the world watching and waiting to rupture my resolve;
My chest inflates with calming air as I advance on troubles hurled.
The tat-tat-tat of fallen tears rap against the window;
They call me like a siren luring me to her rocky shores.
I follow the alluring sound, calming, like the cooing of a mourning dove.
As my eyes begin to drink of the sight of the falling tears;
My mind leads me toward thousands of breaking crystal drops.
My skin convinces me the rinsing drops will calm my fears.
I walk and stand beneath the falling, healing shower,
As my face cries out in relief from the caressing streams;
My mind begins to calm, as I am thankful for natures regenerative power.
IN THE SHADOW OF THE CROW
A DESCRIPTION OR LONGING OF MY SOUL WANTING TO BE FREE, AND ESCAPE THE TURMOIL OF LIFE AND THE IGNORANCE OF OTHERS AROUND ME.
While walking a midst the arrogance of life and the blindness of the empty shells around me,
A winged shadow flits along the ground before me like a restless spirit searching for a host.
My head glances upward, and my eyes scream in desperate longing at the oracle they see.
A massive blackness of a winged creature soars like a spiral around my hypnotized imagination.
His ink black eyes hone on me like an archer to his target, as a pain fills my chaotic mind.
I feel my soul pulling and thrashing inside its prison of flesh, then it rips through my chest with upward escalation.
Suddenly I see my bag of bones like a statue standing on the gravity prison below.
I can feel the rebellious freedom of my new host of oiled feathers and eyes of fire.
I start to soar upward surrounded by the snow white clouds that have forever eluded my blow.
No longer feeling the tormenting pain from my turbulent mind encased in my stone like shell,
I have found the ecstasy I have longed for since the day a man I had become.
I felt the freedom allowing me to glide, dive, fly up to heaven, or if I choose down to hell.
What I was feeling I did not know, was it a trick being played by a deranged mind?
Or was it this dark giver of dreams, and friends with the devil himself taunting and tantalizing me?
As I continued to contemplate, I suddenly found my soul plummeting to the tumultuous world I left behind.
As I could feel my soul ripping through my chest once again, resting again in my prison like bag of bones,
My eyes blinked and I was once again peering at the Loki like crow above.
As his shadow drifted like a spore in the wind across the ground, I knew, I was once again in my decaying body that would one day fall apart like crumbling stones.
FROM DARKNESS TO LIGHT
A STRUGGLE WITH INNER DEMONS, AND THE BATTLE ONE FACES ON A DAILY BASIS AND HOW I FEEL SOMETIMES, ALONG WITH OTHER PEOPLE WHO GO THROUGH SIMILAR THINGS.
The pain rips and tears as my mind struggles to leave it’s suffocating shell
My soul is lashing at my heart choking it to change it’s beat to the sound of the fallen
My body is in constant agony from the war within, and I wonder if I will ever hear the sound of the bell.
I look for peace and release from things around me people say are evil and damning
But I know that something has to give in this constant ripping and tearing of my mind
Every day brings new horror as the chaos around me causes my fist against the wall slamming.
Sweet sleep I long for, a calm mind like the wind across a calm mountain lake
Not one has the right to tell me what will bring this darkness into the light
My shoes are mine alone, and those who think they can cure me through words are only showing their ignorance and from their sleep they need to wake.
A LOVE FOR FALL AND WINTER
Describing the events and feeling that take place during the seasons of fall and winter.
The temperatures are changing and the smell in the air ripens to perfection
As the Fairies gently pluck the colored leaves from their wooden hands
The pixies ride them to the ground making sure they form nature’s connection
The garden gnomes prepare the giant pumpkins to be ripe for others to receive
Humans prepare their homes for the yearly visit of Jack Frost and his biting chill
Carving and lighting the ripened picked pumpkins to keep ole jack at bay for another Hallows Eve
As we all prepare for the season of thanks and begin to crave the yearly feast
It reminds us that the season of giving and who is naughty or nice is just around the corner
As the children watch the Grinch as he kindly and selflessly carves the roast beast
We are reminded again of the fresh year to come as the evergreen is decorated by its adorner.
A LOVE ETERNAL
A RELATIONSHIP WITH STRESS AND CONFUSION BUT IS HELD TOGETHER WITH LOVE AND THE HOPE OF A DAY WHEN THEY CAN BE ALONE AND CHERISH EACH OTHER.
Each day passes by and you long for that eternal love
Though I cannot reveal the secrets I hide within my heart
To me you bring peace to my chaos like a pure shining doveYou wonder what the future holds for us as the days go by
Though the future is not set in stone and can always be changed
You need to know that with my dying breath I will always be by your sideOur life is full of commotion and we never have time alone
But we have made five beautiful treasures from our times of passion
Hold true to someday we will be able to enjoy each other once our treasure are grown.
ENDLESS SLEEP, SLEEP NEVERMORE
THE BATTLE I AM FACING WITH NOT GETTING ANY SLEEP AND THE EFFECTS OF IT ON MY MIND.
My mind thrashes and spins throughout the witching hour
I wonder if the sandman will ever pay me a visit and touch me with his sweet release
As my body and soul begin to weaken and crushed by a stronger power
My inner voice cries out drifting through the clouds but never finding understanding ears
So the voices in my head begin to take on a form of their own
And the person I once was is consumed and beaten and never again sheds a tear
This battle and chaos continues to rage on as it spreads through out my veins
As I long for rest and peace in the darkening sleep that never comes
I drift and begin to wonder of the sweet release from the red flowing rain.
LONGING FOR THE NEW ENGLAND COAST
A POEM ABOUT MY LOVE AND DESIRE TO MOVE BACK TO NEW ENGLAND WITH MY FAMILY.
Dreaming of the air filled with the aroma of the crashing sea
The beauty of the painted light that has saved many a life
Knowing how happy and content my love and precious gems will truly be.
As I strive to be content with what the Creator has given me
My heart and mind cannot help but drift over the mountains
and across the land to a sacred place
Where I can sit and create powerful words under a magical color changing tree
And as the shouts of the white tipped water crashes against the ancient cliffs
I will be able to share with my five treasures how wonderful and exciting life can be
As we embark on our long awaited sailing vessel in the waves of the mighty sea, we drift.
THE ANNIVERSARY POEM
A POEM OF LOVE AND ADORATION FOR YOUR SPOUSE AND THE DREAMS YOU HAVE FOR THE YEARS YOU WILL HAVE TOGETHER.
From day one you have captivated me
My eyes in a trance as I gazed upon your beauty
As we talked and took moonlit walks
The hidden love inside me burst into a flood
And I knew that someday you would be folding my socks.
Each year that has gone by like clouds in the sky
The more I realize that I want to be with you till the day I die.
Through our love we have formed beautiful wonders
Through tear filled eyes I watch them grow and play
As I pray that the reasons I fell in love with you they will also have someday.
My dreams and visions for years to come
When all of our little ones are grown and gone
We will be walking the watery sands hand in hand and tongue to tongue.
EYES NOT MY OWN
A SUPERNATURAL STRUGGLE THAT I AM PERSONALLY DEALING WITH
The wind blows around my head
Stirring the voices and awakening my other
I see through strange eyes not my own
As the world around me starts to shimmer
Like ripples in the water it becomes unclear
They whisper, question and doubt
They never understand the madness within
Always quick to judge and condemn never ready to understand
The safety and love I thought was there is nothing but a mist of lies and faceless torment
As I see through my new eyes I search for truth not there
I find support and understanding from a web twisted with virtual love
Longing to be a part of something more
I continue to search for that which cannot be seen by mortal eyes
Someday I will see the invisible truth
and escape the icy grip of the reaper
as he drags my soul into the abyss below.