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Friday, March 30, 2012
Every year you pass
Every year you pass
The day that you will die
Opposite of birthday
It’s when you say goodbye
It’s waiting there for you
It knows one day you’ll come
This secret of a day
You just don't know which one
Here alone in Winter
Here alone in Winter
The stars are cold in space
Earth nearer to the sun
But tilted in its place
Outerspace is close, but
The human race seems far
I can see my breath and
I wonder where you are
My memory of you (Variation)
My memory of you
Is still the same, I know
How is it I held you
More so, I let you go
Carl Sandberg’s fog lays flat
Against the morning ground
I should have held you close
Instead I held you down
I touch but cannot feel
I touch but cannot feel
Hear, but can’t comprehend
I breathe but cannot smell
See, but not past the bend
I eat but cannot taste
Think, without knowing why
I have but cannot share
Sense, my third eye a stye
Dreaming on blank paper
Dreaming on blank paper
Inside the sleep landscape
Underneath my pillow
Strange sentences take shape
They’re written in my hand
But I’ve not scratched a word
As if my heart had penned
This letter to the World
Monday, March 12, 2012
With broken wings I will
With broken wings I will
Fly where we used to fly
To where there are broken
Things from our shattered lives
I can’t take the silence
Why is it not broken
My heart waits for your call
In words left unspoken
Take a pocketful of dreams
Take a pocketful of dreams
Deep into the forest green
Bury them beneath the pine
In a hole no one can find
Take a pocketful of years
Back into the forest sway
Did your dreams root and grow, or
Did they just decay away
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Failure does not exist
Failure does not exist
Success is common place
You cross the finish line
And always win the race
No such thing as losses
It’s always a sure bet
Would you try anything
Without a safety net
This was my time and now
This was my time and now
I’ve nothing left to hold
Obscurity is me
I’ve aged and now grown old
My drive and ambition
Goes out now like a match
And all that is left is
A dying smoke and ash
Please keep moving forward
Please keep moving forward
Without giving up the past
Harder to keep going, we
Must make these moments last
Still a raging beauty
Although your world is stark
Your eyes may be blue, but
They’re only seeing dark
Just one step left of Life
Just one step left of Life
Avoiding a stampede
The human race races
While plainly I recede
Out here on the fringes
I long for company
Alone here watching races
That aren't including me
Past the blue into black
Past the blue into black
Away from gravity
Into outerspace where
Space has no brevity
Life's details don't matter
The Earth spins regardless
If I fail to keep pace
Lose or win, it's markless
I'm creating three leaf clovers
I'm creating three leaf clovers
Not poems unique as a snowflake
No longer the odd wonderment
Of how I live in outerspace
Where are the lines written in blood
Is my experience too brief
Nothing here for prosperity
I am searching for my fourth leaf
Sunday, March 4, 2012
There is a deep silence (Variation)
There is a deep silence
Between each noise and sound
Deeper than the ocean
More solid than the ground
There is a silent cry
That never lets you tear
It’s greater than the cry
That you can only hear
All of us together
All of us together
The left must touch the right
Forgetting differences
We all enter into light
We accept wrongdoings
Forgiving what’s unfair
Rise to a greater All
We unify and share
So many stars are dead
So many stars are dead
Why am I still wishing
Empty useless prayers
That only end up missing
Outerspace is silent
There is no spoken word
My whispers unanswered
And never to be heard
The transparent moon is
The transparent moon is
Early for its waking
The tulips fall apart
Like my heart that’s breaking
With a sky filled with planes
You know I am leaving
While somewhere way down there
You are sadly grieving
I should have used my voice
I should have used my voice
I had the liberty
But I could not express
My own sincerity
All silent and quiet
I should have spoken up
Instead I walked away
Ignoring the unjust
I want to leave a thread
I want to leave a thread
In wilderness of time
This tiny little thread
The smallest words of mine
You cannot hear my voice
Shouting at a distance
So I will leave this thread
To prove my existence
There's a magnolia (Variation)
There’s a magnolia
Outside my window view
Oh, but it’s too early
It blooms because of You
Two daffodils nod yes
They know it’s truly You
They’ve joined in the error
Outside my window view
Friday, March 2, 2012
I have a memory
I have a memory
That calls me by my name
Only I can hear it call
Each time it is the same
The moment I hear it
I travel way back when
We were so much younger
And together again
No before or after
No before or after
This Life is very small
It just gets swallowed up
In the greatness of all
Why should I remember
When it does not matter
Moments lost forever
No here or ever after
Thursday, March 1, 2012
I want to sing out loud
I want to sing out loud
Let the melody out
To find the perfect notes
And string them all about
Then join the harmony
So its not sung alone
Let the chorus refrain
Like a repeating poem
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