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

Revelation

Death of time unending
revelation doth devour
that willful call for after-all
we're in the final hour
Trumpet sound to heart resound
as curtains come a-calling
pastures green no longer glean
unseen with twilight's falling
Circumstance not left to chance
for one and all are beckoned
moments spent as hearts repent
relent upon the reckoned
Just be dealt a will none else
for no more needs it's doing
skies ablaze with memories made
and souls with roles renewing
Death of time unending
revelation-ed apparitions
that final call for after-all
we fall without remissions

Brushing Locks and Sleeping Clocks

Morning found as thoughts abound
in arms on life depend
Brushing locks as sleeping clocks
those restful dreams defend
Safely held as mirrors meld
those moments in between
Still she sleeps as sands deplete
just seconds so it seems
Meant to fade and serenade
those minutes we awaken
brushing face as dreams erase
the pace of life we're shaking
Empty beds where sleepy heads
do oft times find their calling
and lay to rest that woeful stress
into each other falling
As she fades to nightly shades
it's here I hear her story
where morning's found and thoughts abound
it's her in all her glory

Shadow of a Doubt

Candles light as flame ignites
and shadowed darkness plays
Burning out without a doubt
The fear that night conveys
Dreadful dreams or so it seems
as midnight finds it's calling
wrapped in sheets as hearts complete
the reason for our falling
Yet invades this promenade
as twisted fists envision
sparking souls beyond control
complication of collision
In salty sweat a pace was set
that taste finds lips unknowing
Setting sail behind the veil
of scenes obscenely showing
Rise to meet admit defeat
her pulse in warmth divide
nothing more than wanting for
a moment more inside
Candled light did flame ignite
as fire burns all about
dreadful dreams or so it seems
that shadow of a doubt