Spectre'd Shade

Wraith of love's suspension

retention's recollection

spectre'd shade of moments made

replayed through self reflection

Decisioned flash to reckon

seconds caught in finite sound

forced to dance about devout

in why they linger 'round

Center of attention 

condescension's complication

further made to promenade

in fading exaltation

Dust From Dreams

Aloft, adrift no shore to kiss
for a time no echoes swirl
Amidst the sheets in sheer defeat
to long and wanton curl
Soul astride on depths defied
for through that mirror swayed
her wreckless soul beyond control
in matter now that's greyed
Thoughts amiss in sparking bliss
fire quick ignite my soul
aloft, adrift no shore to kiss
remiss and gain control
Starried eyes that haunt implies
the deepness that you've taken
again despite renewed each night
as dust from dreams is shaken

Time A River Flowing

Time a river flowing
on a sea of past regret
Searching for and wanting more
than what was planned to get
Horizons fade in beds unmade
into the sun to glide
weathered skin is haven when
into its folds we hide
Etching past in dying skin
to simply say remember when
midnight comes to tuck us in
until the truth is borne again
Upon this river flowing
lost upon that sea of black
looking to horizons end
no fear of turning back
Ships at sea the truth as we
go soft into the night
time a river flowing
into shades of saving light

The Truth of Love Unending

The test of time does well remind
the truth of love unending
falling rain to wash in vain
remain those dreams defending
Our hearts confined to closed up minds
though endless are the souls
ne'er once designed to judge remind
it's words the tongue controls
Open doors, encounter more
hold fast to teachings held
question why but don't deny
when heart and soul do meld
Judge not and be not judged unless
the heart to self it's sins confess
the test of time does well remind
just who is in control of time

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