Let it come, the memories, which come
up in broken waves, of times too fragile to
capture in rash stories. Moments that

fade within thoughts that try to keep
near; the image of you, words attached to
fragmentary pictures. I remember brown eyes behind

glasses, while in contemplation, and that how in
silence, one tried to examine the features on
my inside. Lying down, looking up, into dazes and

blurry reflections. Can you tell the future by the
shine in my eyes and shape of my lips? I want to know what lies
beyond your clear brown eyes, though you seem to

read like an open book, I still see pages unread, appear
unwritten in unpainted ink. Where is the earnest, how does your
mind travel through dark open spaces? Can I deepen the

effect I have on you? Make it last, and have my
self succumb to more than just your touch, which does
ripple over me like ravenous waters. I want to

swim, though formally I’m not allowed to. Would you
let me see what is beyond that horizon, when I fall off the
world, will I dive into our pages then?


© 2005

The whispers turn to echoes here.
This place where darkness thrives
and secrets hide.
You hear it breathing.
It calls your name.
Hidden in the corner,
you clench your mask of light..
What once was bright is fading.
The dark is overtaking it.
For a moment, there is quiet.
Your heart is pounding
palms are sweating.
Hold it together..
Cries from the past are creeping in.
They'll find you here.
These memories will consume you.
Their intent is clear.
They will never let you get out alive.
On ****** hands and blistered knees,
You'll crawl away.
Fumbling across the glass filled floor
From all the broken mirrors
that promised something more.
Blindfolded by the dark
You pray.
When the tears started,
you can't quite tell.
Times stands still here.
If it weren't so cold
you'd think it was Hell.

My mother is an angel
Who walked here on this earth
She touched every person
Oblivious  of her worth
Her tongue it spoke no malice
Her heart was lined with gold
Her inner beauty shone so bright
Even more as she grew old
She's helped so many people
With her tender loving care
She's sacrificed so many hours
Of love with time to share
Not just to her family
But to all
Who stepped her way
Not just sometimes
When it suited her
But every single day
My mother she's an angel
To know her
It's a pleasure
The respect I have the love I feel
For her
Is beyond measure
Im forever humbled by her ways
In her heart you'll find no doubt
I've never seen her cause discord
Or ever heard her shout
Her voice she spoke so quietly
She knew no selfish glare
She's my mother
My inspiration
Living proof
Gods really there.

Each puff infuses poison and serenity.
Clouds drift off, combine with the air.
Slowly burring away years off time.
Disgust or desire,
The distant smell of the once infamous beauty.
The cancer stick, the deathly hits.
The denial of mortality caused from deadly attraction.
A single hit they say will dig you a grave,
But what’s the point if you will get one anyways.
A torch of liberty.
For the ones who find peace,
Within each calming puff.

Singing every melody under the stars
We danced in moonlit valleys ~
Quiet symphonies hidden in swaying shadows
Oh! How the wind makes joyful harmony!

Knowing it hasn’t a cure,
My madness
She lovingly endures.

Regret it honey,
None of my habits
Can fetch money!

I hope you get well soon, my dears,
May your days be filled with cheer,
May the Fairies beside your bed dance and sing;
May your hearts with music ring.
This is my wish for you,
I wish you happiness and sunshine too,
May you have a happy day;
Love and joy I am sending your way!

*~Marian~