Gaze upon the looking glass
reflect on things unseen
the future or the past are cast
as echoes now it seems
Ripples on the surface
time does turn and fade to black
to gaze into the looking glass
the screen behind the mask
Silent stories playing
graying now in jaded hue
hearts revere those pictures dear
the past in painted view
Mirror or reflection
insurrection of our souls
do you see the truth perceived
or what the heart controls
Visions haunt unending
sending ripples, echo fast
the future or the present found
upon the looking glass
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
The Meadows of The Heart
Ever fast the winds are blowing
'cross the meadows of the heart
calming breeze, sililoquies
of what the day imparts
Deep where passion's painting
sunlight comes to night dispel
through the misty morning
pouring rays on shadow's veil
Leaves of reminiscence
in remembrance echo still
truthing wind to peace ascend
and mend the broken will
Nearby river raging
diving depths one only knows
mountains made of sorrow
still on them does sunlight show
In the midday sun reflecting
light from hindsight guides the way
further on to midnight
when the final penance pay
Twilight now comes calling
soon return for now depart
ever fast the winds are blowing
'cross the meadows of the heart
'cross the meadows of the heart
calming breeze, sililoquies
of what the day imparts
Deep where passion's painting
sunlight comes to night dispel
through the misty morning
pouring rays on shadow's veil
Leaves of reminiscence
in remembrance echo still
truthing wind to peace ascend
and mend the broken will
Nearby river raging
diving depths one only knows
mountains made of sorrow
still on them does sunlight show
In the midday sun reflecting
light from hindsight guides the way
further on to midnight
when the final penance pay
Twilight now comes calling
soon return for now depart
ever fast the winds are blowing
'cross the meadows of the heart
Sunday, December 16, 2012
Life's Enigma
In regards to life's enigma
words beseeched on paper stay
regardless of the passing time
designed to fade away
Is it true those words imbue
the depth of understanding
who we are a puzzle far
beyond our comprehending
Each piece of our own choosing
forming interlocking chance
Could it be our forms are free
designed to dream and dance
Turn your storied pieces
keep them close each one it stays
simply words on paper
life's enigma never fades
words beseeched on paper stay
regardless of the passing time
designed to fade away
Is it true those words imbue
the depth of understanding
who we are a puzzle far
beyond our comprehending
Each piece of our own choosing
forming interlocking chance
Could it be our forms are free
designed to dream and dance
Turn your storied pieces
keep them close each one it stays
simply words on paper
life's enigma never fades
Secrets Held In Fading Plaster
Secrets held in fading plaster
fairytales of days gone by
or darker things beneath the seams
play tricks on wandering eye
Dust and vengeance linger
echo still as waves resound
shadow sheer of yesteryear
can not your peace be found
Memories etched of heart's connect
those things to which we cling
secrets held in fading plaster
echoed time and passing dreams
fairytales of days gone by
or darker things beneath the seams
play tricks on wandering eye
Dust and vengeance linger
echo still as waves resound
shadow sheer of yesteryear
can not your peace be found
Memories etched of heart's connect
those things to which we cling
secrets held in fading plaster
echoed time and passing dreams
The Morning, Touch Embrace
Touch, embrace the morning
giving birth to life renewed
cycle from it's yawning
until twilight's had it's due
All things done, full circle come
washed clean in dew refreshed
from dust we came and thus remain
this flesh unto this flesh
Baptized in the dusky dawn
clothing meadows fresh in sky
greens and reds in pirouttes
interlaced and multiplied
Each breath another purpose
such is life to serve in grace
life renewed to cycle true
the morning, touch embrace
giving birth to life renewed
cycle from it's yawning
until twilight's had it's due
All things done, full circle come
washed clean in dew refreshed
from dust we came and thus remain
this flesh unto this flesh
Baptized in the dusky dawn
clothing meadows fresh in sky
greens and reds in pirouttes
interlaced and multiplied
Each breath another purpose
such is life to serve in grace
life renewed to cycle true
the morning, touch embrace
Saturday, December 15, 2012
Two Hearts Upon the Ocean
Two hearts upon the ocean
sinking slow but still adrift
past the greys of yesterdays
their spirits seem to lift
Across a sea of knowing
moonlit memories protect
here the waves are crashing
flashing moments retrospect
Two hearts upon the ocean
waves now settled after all
ocean's spray could not convey
the tears that had to fall
A sea of lost remembrance
right now that tide's receding
she's everything I'm dreaming of
and twice just what I'm needing
Two hearts upon the ocean
with one mind to stay adrift
past the grays of yesterdays
their spirits seem to lift
sinking slow but still adrift
past the greys of yesterdays
their spirits seem to lift
Across a sea of knowing
moonlit memories protect
here the waves are crashing
flashing moments retrospect
Two hearts upon the ocean
waves now settled after all
ocean's spray could not convey
the tears that had to fall
A sea of lost remembrance
right now that tide's receding
she's everything I'm dreaming of
and twice just what I'm needing
Two hearts upon the ocean
with one mind to stay adrift
past the grays of yesterdays
their spirits seem to lift
Ember-ed Heart
Embers of the heart remain
burn hot and crackle still
thoughts ignite in glowing white
the truth that heat reveals
Here on skin where thoughts descend
that spark in fiery gaze
smoky eyes that hypnotize
aloft on dreams she plays
Wake to find the burning
yearning hot with wanton thrills
mirrored soul beyond control
the warmth the eye conceals
Caught upon a moment
captured fire on jaded time
just a glance of circumstance
to leave the dark behind
Consummation of elation
raging hot and burning still
skin ignites the shades of night
to touch and taste and feel
Forged in sweat and past regret
these fires are fanning flame
burning hot to crackle caught
in embers that remain
burn hot and crackle still
thoughts ignite in glowing white
the truth that heat reveals
Here on skin where thoughts descend
that spark in fiery gaze
smoky eyes that hypnotize
aloft on dreams she plays
Wake to find the burning
yearning hot with wanton thrills
mirrored soul beyond control
the warmth the eye conceals
Caught upon a moment
captured fire on jaded time
just a glance of circumstance
to leave the dark behind
Consummation of elation
raging hot and burning still
skin ignites the shades of night
to touch and taste and feel
Forged in sweat and past regret
these fires are fanning flame
burning hot to crackle caught
in embers that remain
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