Night falls, magical
Dust in-between
The dim and The End,
Flies weightless and
Careless,
Canary cloudland
Carries the
Dots in flight, existing
Here nor there,
Their flicker
Absent
As the day
Is swept away.

It escapes.

Shooting
Down
To disappear,
Passing through
Space and time.
Momentum moving
Them,
Perseids fly.

Darkened night,
Sparkling clear
Through blackness,
Near.

Like our lives,
So fragile,
They too,
Disappear.

(Dim) Abyss.
Nothing Appears
Until,
"You."

You asked,
"What is the point of all this?"

The View,
In the distance
No longer
Changes,
It appears
Sedentary.

It moves
Through
Fractals
That
Forever,
Consummate,
The Spiral.

It Invisibly
Connects
Tunnels,
That Blanket
Across
Unseen
Silence.

To change
The Scenery
With
Each
Revision;
Timeless.

A (Light),
Expanding
Ever (Bright),
Plays
As it displays
Itself
In
Dark
Energy.

"Where
Am
I?"

"You
Are
Here,
With me...

Always
Will be."

A present time,
Connects
To the
All-Knowing
Eye.

We've
Been
In
The Continuum,

This
Entire
Time.

"Wake up
Now."

"It's not your turn yet."

What matters most
Holds no value
On this earth
Genuineness
Tenderness
Connection
Loving words
Let go of material things
They've got no true meaning
In the end
We all serve our "purpose"
In worldly terms,
It shouldn't
Consume our souls,
Will we ever
Truly know it-
To love
To smile
To laugh
To feel
To cry
To hold
To know
Organically
That we held on to something real
While we were here

An abstract butterfly’s wings
Are made of unpractical things
Rings, springs, flings, and pings
It tries to fly but fails to flutter
There isn't enough fuel
In its tank, so all it does is sputter

One thing to remember in this life
Is that you always need to have the
Best of intentions for you because
You're all you've got when it comes
Down to it, so take care of yourself
Until the end, it's not always easy,
It's sometimes hard to remember
Difficult to do but you only
Get one you

Oh, sweet lasting melody

Come and carry me
Up to heights reaching
Towards sunlight

Here, right now lifting
To heights reaching
Towards a day so full
Of  hope, full of breath
To breathe some life
In the form of songs
Sung out loud

You are human, so let yourself be
You,
You are flawed, we all are,
So let yourself fall,
And then get
Back up,
Dust off your knees,
No one is perfect,
This is something
Sometimes not easy
To see.

Fog dissipated to the sheen and splendor of
Bursts that broke through twilight’s embrace
Released from their cages by night’s keeper
Right before daybreak, awakened the sleeper.

Paint to paper,
From a beating heart;
Bleeds like old acrylic
Dreams on the back
Of syncopated medium
As emotions
Pour uncontrollably
Because you never
Knew how to not
Feel so much.

Feeling in-between
The seasons
Winter and spring
With the melt,
Your heart
Sings, frozen embers
Fade to cinders,
Please remember...
"I can't."
It's still winter,
"No, it's not."
Spring has been here too,
Not inside this
Reality,
As soon as
It starts to
Thaw,
The freeze
Comes back
To welcome
Winter
After the fall.

, And you'll never know her heart break.

Northwest damp cold
Comforting envelope
Hidden in its own
Shelter
Sealed by
Drizzle
Its palette
Thickly drenched in
Charcoal shadow
Meshed with evergreen
On a cobalt metal roof
Dancing in-between
The cracks
And living in
Black rain boots

Come to the mountain-
All the way to the shore.
Be with me,
Come quietly
And listen to
The waves at night.
Don't be afraid,
Anymore.
A fog clears,
Don't hold your breath
Because you might
Forget
You're breathing,
After all.
Come take my hand,
Embark on this journey,
With me,
To see
Something real.
Don't be afraid
To feel alive,
Once more.

Where you are,
I can hear
Them whisper
From somewhere
That barely
Touches the
Lines between
This world,
And mine.
Make your own,
And separate it.
If you lose it,
Find your way,
Back to it.
Back to a place
That barely
Touches
The lines between
This world,
And yours.

Shutting Down:
Don't you dare to dream;
To sleep:
A barricade
Concealed here
In the quietness.

Breaking Walls:
Made of concrete;
To lift:
Them up
Forever.

Maybe never.
Forever
Questioning,
New views
Of how
Each day
Is a gift-
Separating from
The material-state.

Berate, berate, berate...
Oh, how we love
To hate.

Dare to love
What you "think"
You hate.

Remembering
Beautiful days;
So perfectly imperfect.
Pomegranate stains
On white fabric.
Digging for worms,
The smell of earth.
Rug burned knees,
Sliding fast on wet grass.
Sticky, melted ice cream;
Vanilla bean and sherbet drip.
Sunburned skin so angry,
Don't touch and irritate it.
Buried messages in bottles,
Thinking one day someone
Would find them.

Smoke from a blown out candle
Darkness, pink fuse, wick now
Extinguished in the emptiness
Watch it move across the room
Watch it move
Laying in the dark gazing at
The sky across the Milky Way
Connecting dots and destinies
Moving towards the ground
In this grand illusion
Hidden reverie that captures and
Takes away the day
Quietly

Enigma,
I see your shadow,
It passes by
Quiety,
How to be
Enigma,
You just create
The image,
I'll bring the time,
It's an idea
We create,
Who are we
Though,
In the mess
That
Consumes,
This life,
We hide,
I could hold
This thought,
Here in my
Mind,
We could
Create this
Enigma,
Although
It's not
Reality,
It's just lost
In the middle
Somewhere,
Enigma,
I see your shadow

I looked down
To the ocean
Turquoise & Midnight
Twisted, frozen
You’d never drown
We could swim
Sounded like wind in a tunnel
Raced on steady wings
Clouds, weightless flew by
The day ended
The earth
Broke in two
And my heart
Continued
To beat
For you,
Fainter now,
Don’t stop to
Break in two

Snow Falls,
On this magical,
Christmas night.

Not a soul in sight-
But I can hear,
Your song.

There are lights
Glimmering
In the distance,
They wrap
Their way
Around pine needles,
A never-ending
Maze
Of branches,
Catching
Falling Snow.
Blanketing.
Forgiving.  

There is no sound,
Only silence all around,
As white flecks,
Reflect
Off the ground.  

God-
I know you're there.

Can you hear,
This prayer?

How can this be?
These vessels swim on
A cellophane sea

It’s art,

As they move
Slowly constricted
Somewhat restricted, on
A cellophane sea

The crane swoops down
Barely misses a fish with
Tissue paper fins
It would have
Been a meager
Lunch

The eye of
A paper mache
Hurricane moves in,
Slowly crawls
It flows,
It flows,
They all survive,
On a cellophane sea

Seeing patterns everywhere,
Signs a constant following
Shadows cast fast so eerily
Upon ancient forests
Of wise old trees
Everything changes so quickly
Nothing stays the same for long
What is living when it’s all frozen
Constantly wishing for the thaw

All Hallows' Eve,
Sinks in
With the whirling
Winds
That conjure
Lost spirits,
With Invisible
Forces,
MaGicAllY.
A lost voice
Howls
From inside
The unknown.
To capture
A taste
Of immortality.
But you still
Reside
On this side?
All this time,
You never left
My side.
Every year,
You return
To where
Souls dance
Entangled in
Browning leaves,
No one would
Ever believe me,
If I told them
I can feel you
Here,
As if you
Never left
This
Mortal life.

All that
Fills the air
Now,
Is a barely
Audible,
"Goodbye."

Dragonfly
Wished to
Be firefly
Butterfly
Prayed
To be
Dragonfly
All the while
Firefly
Continued
To show off
Her glow
In the dark
And be a
Light
In the night.

Summer Love,
That’s why it’s called
What it is as it flames
Up so fiery with sweet
Passion and sunshine
Seen in your eyes and
It comes to no surprise
That they call it what
It is, and it is only one
Thing, not meant to
Remain, but it's always
Remembered, and it's
Sad when it ends
So suddenly, and there
Is a reason why they call
It Summer Love.

Cells-
They keep you.
They keep you,
In cells.
Walking upright
In this somber city-scape-jungle,
Cells-
Hands on them (grasping)
Surroundings suddenly
Disappear.
In our heads-
Are devices that-
Imprison our minds.
Keeping us glued,
Glazed over,
Donut shells.
Landscape metallic-cold-and-covered,
This human growth exploding
Buildings are our trees,
Artificial roots edging up concrete.
The lonely plant
Now goes unnoticed
Sterility coating everything.

We are prisoners of our minds.
We are prisoners of the Cells.

The sky is purple tonight,
Sweetness laces invisibly.

Waves roll in,
Is it what
You leave behind
That matters?
Answer:
Also
The here,
The now.

I can hear
Them as they crash to
Hit land roughly—
Phantoms,
Hidden but fierce,
These waves race.

A force to be
Reckoned with...

There is
Something calming,
About listening
To siren songs,
In the dark.

Nothing else,
Comes to mind.
Forgetting
Your troubles,
Leaving
Them on
The Shore,
Behind you.

There’s something
About
The motion;
Losing your
Worries
In the vastness.

Pools subside to nothingness.

Devotion,
Circles
The sea
To wash
Ashore
With endless
Possibilities.

Pools subside to nothingness.

There's a reason,
It's called
A Siren Song.

Footsteps in the sand
The beach was your homeland,
You walked your regrets
Away,
Away with the day
You always helped
Sea turtles when
You were too sick
To work anymore
When we walked
On the beach
In California
After she passed
You'd sit there in
That restaurant
Pouring salt
Over each individual
Tortilla chip
Before eating it
To this day
That's how
I eat them too
There are
So many
memories
Of what
Made you,
You

It’s a fingerprint parade,
They press down into this bubble,
It doesn't break.
You’re enclosed in it,
Where is this place?

Not recognizing...

Breathing rapidly into a balloon that surrounds,
Calm down; quiet

White walls are the only thing you see, a display of them stretching
To infinity.

Let colors expand endlessly.

You say we’re one and the same
You agree with me that
We’ll see what this is
I haven’t let you go
I’m caught up on you
Tied with a ribbon and bow
We’ll see infinity until tomorrow
It could be anything
We could be on the same wavelength
A frequency going the distance
Traveling side by side
Rocking out and enjoying the ride
It could be anything

Violet illumination ignites the sky, high to the pinnacles.
Lifts you up, lost in the stratosphere without a care.
A full range of colors, reflect on this timepiece never lost.
The compass always guides you there.
It will live forever, if you will it;
If you will let it live,
It will,
Live forever.
No spectrum can capture the various impressions
Left to be remembered in full tint saturation.

This is it,
It always
Has been,
Sometimes
It is what it is,
And if
We could see
Into each other’s
Souls then would
It all be clear?
No one is alone
Here

Time, it's flying like a freight train.
No need for tracks, it continues running.
Rocketing forward, flashing by.
It continues on and on.
We can't stop it, even for a second.
It’s unstoppable yet undefined.
No matter how much we try,
It continues on.
Time.

What is so happy,
About this,
Not this feeling,
Stomach sick,
The burn of day
Moves onward
Slowly masking
From within,
Blending
Rain and sugarcane
Surrendering
To the sound,
It pours down
To the sound
Of distance
Flesh on flesh
Tangled in a net
Surrendering
To you
Inside my mind,
Do what you will do

In our younger years
we would wish on shooting stars
“I wish I may, I wish…”
on the first stars we…
Shined so bright

What did we wish...
Why wouldn’t we tell...

Birthday candles
Blown out year after year
And no one will ever know
What was wished

We stopped wishing,
The stars were still there
Imaginations
Disappeared

Stars shine so bright
Never to disappear
Imagination is real
The stars are still there
Don't stop wishing

They shine so bright

There is always sun
In the sadness
Splash in the madness
Jump jump jump stomp!
It poured down
Looked up soaked
Saturated with love
Skies absorbed
Oceans like sponges
Floods flowed
They sang
A sad song
That’s when
It’s time to
Let it rain
Pick up
Move on
Sing your own
Verse
Let the sun shine
In the sadness

Cold rush-
Wind gust,
He limps
Along
With an old
Wooden cane,
On a Bridge
By the Bay-
Talking in a low
Voice,
Singing
A song,
Of true
Folklore.

"It all washes
Up on the shore."

Tales
Of Fights
And Trouble,
Followed by
His love
Of long ago
When
Mermaids
Still
Came ashore.

Skin hangs
On him,
Aged and scarred,
But once
He was young
And spry.

He sings,
"I remember
The day the
Mermaids died."

Sun dances down
To nightfall.
A storm simmers,
Pressure before
Kettle boils, over.
Rapidly low-lit
Linear outline,
Reignites
Lightning bolt.
Downpour wet,
Opposing silence,
Crashing sounds
Resound,
Not quiet.
Take shelter quick.
Winged dove,
Flies from a
Symbolic hand in glove,  
No need to fight this.
It's Life Force.

Two words
Written on
A sign,
Insignificant.

These words
Mean nothing,
Or do they
Speak of something?

Why did someone
Write them there?

In black marker
In the middle of
A Roundabout.

Two words:
“Free Rent.”

Something
That doesn’t exist.

Don’t fall asleep
Tonight

Don't miss
The meteor showers

Stay awake
We’ll see what
We've been
Missing,
Across the universe,
Stay awake tonight

Rested on a Mammoth
Rock by the sea,
Watched the waves
Roam free like
Tales of
Ancient
History.

You settle down your life,
Slow your pace,
Relax your gaze,
Do what it takes
Everyday
To make it through another
Day.

I've been thinking
Will all this careful planning,
Really matter
If tomorrow were the last?
We never get days back.

Clay *** formed from earth,
The very thing that we are made
Of.

Static chill
Shines submerged
Making love
To dying galaxies
We all die eventually
If it were the last day
If it were only yesterday
Would you still hold back
Would all remain the same

Gentle dawn reaches out lovingly
To the sleeping world below.
She must let go of night’s slumber,
And shine her light on everything.

Capturing
Shadows-
Quickly
Fading,
Not concrete.

They melt
Into
A moving
Spring,
Floating
Petals
Above
Your feet,
Enlightened
By
A realization
Misunderstood.

The only
Way
To cope,
Is not
To falter
From
The
Never-ending
Numbness
Of ego,
Altered
In this
Present
Moment.

It's all
In
What you
Believe.

Undergoing
An original
Way
Of
Seeing,
A purpose
Among
The vines
Growing,
To find
That
There is
No
Clarity
Until
Finding
Inner peace.

If you
Don't want
All of me,
I can't
Give you
Part of me.

It's
The only
Way.

I feel
It beating,
Breaking,
Before beginning.

No one should
Settle,
For less
Than
A loving
Heart
And
Open arms,
That don't
Leave you
Out
In the dark,
Searching
for a spark.

Slipping
Into my
Own soul,
To find
A place
Distant,
But it's
Filled
With light,
Ever persistent.

Equilibrium, the flow of current moves against air.
Prolongation of sound resonates, and it speaks of unearthly escapes.

Leaking pipes in a seascape painting scrape off old oil;
A wall revealed, it hides behind the canvas.

This scene is spectral, and soundscapes release chants;
On and on and on,
On and on and on,
Freedom is your choice,
And we’ll always have
Daybreak daydreams, to keep demons away.

Quiescent,
You're glaring
At, nebulous presence.
Face to face,
You want me to,
“Be your host?”

A reflection casts its gaze
Gently harrowing
Into, Soul.

Such a gracious ghost...

Submerged in the undertow, now;
Seaweed tangling around ankles deep,
To fight or give up the need to breathe?

So you sink.
So you sink.
So you sink.

Facing the mirror,
Sitting there
On a dusty, antique chair.
Disappearing each day;
Before we know it,
Time has passed away.

“They” say to “Live in the moment.”
What are we waiting for?

Maybe this,                 is it.

La, la, la
The red sea drifts
On tumultuous rifts
Aging tank subsists
On what's left in the wreckage
Purple reflections
Seen on oily surfaces
& the sky combines
Its blue tones with
The contents raging
& stewing'
In its hungry belly

An opaque
Film
Covers
This bridge,
Lit throughout
With many shades
Of imaginary.

Close your
Eyes,
And pretend
Just this once.

Looking
Upon
Its features
With childlike
Wonder.

Remembering
When
We were younger.

Dancing in
The rain
Despite the
Lightning and
Thunder.

Playing in
Daylight outside,
With grasshoppers
In the mud.

Making forts
From nothing but
Sticks
And twigs.

Swimming in
A creek,
Feet against
Smooth rocks,
Skinned knee,
Little minnows
Swimming,
Feeling free.