Its fun to travel, far away,
To run and swim, and laugh and play,
But its best to be home, at the end of the day,
With the people who love you true,
No matter what you do,
Home is the place you can turn to,
But home is wherever your loved ones are,
Not just a place you live, and sleep.
Some people even make a home in a car,
If love is there, your at home in the street.
Home is a place, that lives in the face
Of the ones who love you.

Home is in my face.

I walk barefoot on stone during the day
Hoping that my feet will sting with the
Heat of a thousand suns
Encouraging the lashing of a thousand storms
Against my back
For the mistakes I made yesterday,
That I repeated a million times
The memory of your smile
Twists a blade into my guts
I recall your expression as you turned
Away, winning what was first mine
I reminisce as I see you drawing in
What once was mine
I turn away, hiding a knowing smile
This pattern is too continuous,
Too repetitive, for me to be surprised
Any more
I encourage severance of all bonds
When I wish for the pain,
Believe that it will cleanse me
Of my sins, drawing blood in exchange
For the lies that I told, the wrath I displayed
I am hardly a believer, but I still wish
That I'd see a smile, a kind smile,
Directed towards me, genuinely,
Just for a change, from the
Hostility that surrounds me
The doubts that colour everyone's
Perceptions. Hope that I'll see
A Friendly face today

Dear wordsmith, lovely mind, should I tell you,
cosmic dust settled to create this  earth?
How enchantingly you write, unparalleled aesthetic delight,
                                      
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*all from those distant dusty nothing! I am so amazed!

Unfilled dreams visit me
and I pretend
thundering pain does not touch my soul
when I can't hear you say,
“I love you”
before I lay me down to sleep.
Still, I wonder
if I called out on the coldest night
would I hear nothing
but silence
inside the dreams
I keep.  

In the morning hours
I write your name
in the air
with a hand of power,
creating an image
of  love's fire
that can never be lost
in thought.  
A delightful understanding
becomes a sensation of living
with the eyes of my heart
wrapped around the words
I have sought.

My mind sings our story
even when I am alone.
It shouts
from an ocean
of heaven
with a tune swinging  
to the countless beat
of our future need.
It paints our past
with long strokes of feeling
outside of  all the years
that were hidden
by a shadow's greed.

Here I stand as I am
with an invitation
circling my heart
creating a place
for you to be
when time hands me leave
to love you
with every breath
I breathe.  
Although, I may not hear the words
from your lips
the eyes of my heart
hear you speak
with ears........
that see.

Would you sing this aria, just once, gracious lady?
he asked as if his life itself  depended on it,
*her haunting voice, filled melody in the atmosphere,
"Gracias", he whispered as he vanished in to thin air!

no last words--
     i open her blank eyes
     dry of tears

When I was a boy, about ten years old
I wanted to be a Ninja
A killer, stone cold

So I would go to my room
To practice my secret moves
Against imaginary opponents
Who were sure to lose

I would even dress all in black
For the really epic fights
Then throw my plastic Ninja stars
And quickly turn off the lights

I was a master of stealth
Ready to take on the world
Using my Ninja weapons
To save pretty girls

With wooden sword in hand
And steely guts…

I had to come back to reality
Because mom brought home doughnuts!

Some things don't hit you


                                                       til you tell somone else.              
                                                      
                                                              "She's
                                                                      never
                                                                                  coming
                                                                                                 back."