Hopes and Apparitions

Light at ending tunnels cast
on hopes and apparitions
Nothing more worth searching for
than truth to our conditions
Made to graze through winding days
in echoed silence wander
plans revealed by choice of will
yet meanings left to ponder
All alone though never gone
the midst of our surrounding
Choice of will to ponder still
the silence is resounding
Age to fade the useful stage
on which our dance persuades
til night doth fall and curtains call
and we are all but shades
Echoes trapped in time reminds
the truths of our conditions
with light at ending tunnels cast
on hopes and apparitions

My Serenade

Stealing glances, hearts are resting
still the pace of love does climb
dreams begin then smiling when
I put your hand in mine
Touch her hair as dreams do dare
her touch, her smell remind
stirring deep as moments keep
on dancing through my mind
Fiery hot these seconds caught
love's flickers never fade
drift to dream, my heart my queen
you are my serenade

Trial By Tribulation

Light invoke in searing smoke
dust settle dreams abide
condemnation's revelation
forcing fearful thoughts to hide
Relent control as hearts let go
and all the world is burning
choking quick, smoke dark and thick
taught not these truths of learning
Faces turned to shameful burn
hearts caught in tribulation
death of dreams or so it seems
and lack of love's elation
So the times of man does chime
and cry out for salvation
where light invoked is clearing smoke
in lieu of revelation

Creation Calls

Listen close creation calling
falling night doth drift away
fading still til light reveal
a glimmer on the gray
Hope the birth and death of love
for some hold true no reason
yet hope abides no compromise
and lasts another season
Chance instill a forceful will
as hands outstretched are reaching
listen close creation calls
for all who hear it's teaching
Guided hand o'er sifted sand
look not past my grain
this little speck enclose protect
reflect on one the same
Day gives way to evening
as colors twist and hearts collide
night again comes calling
forcing hopes and dreams inside
Awake renew like seasons
come the morning in it's glory
listen close creation calling
asking you to write your story

Beneath The Harvest Moon

Fluttered heart the truth impart
hid 'neath the harvest moon
through dirt descend to ponder when
or how or why or who
Midnight stole your passing
father time did wave his staff
for nothing more than fear affords
when marrow turns to chaff
The end demise no compromise
or steal upon your slumber
hid beneath the harvest moon
til hearts do go a flutter

Slip To Fade

Strands of time are weaving
interchanging hope and fate
balance come with will be done
in time though never late
Shifting dunes relentless
ever-changing pages written
sift to find what pasts remind
those moments intermittent
Slip to fade that calming state
where time doth lay deceiving
fate is spun with hope redone
and strands of time we're weaving

Ashes Play

Calming wind do thoughts ascend
life fades with love denied
Waking to each day anew
on you renewed relied
That warming light on nature's plight
invoking pleasured sin
Ashes play and resonate
to fall like burning skin
Made to dance this circumstance
a glance to pages past
colors true now darkened hue
that shade conveyed at last
Midnight in the garden
hearts do harden moments glide
upon the skin as thoughts ascend
life fades with love denied