I don't fear your darkness
Surreptitiously speaking
With a condescending voice
You think you're keeping
My eyes gaze is never far away
And the glint in your eyes
Tells me more than it has to say

The fact that some would run reeling
At the side of yourself shown
You find less appealing
Is a cynical fiber
Which you've taken to reeling
While weeping and reaching
For understanding and feeling
I can only display what escapes
From concealing

Revealing to you
My own demon's caress
And how it yearns for intervention
And feigns duress
Until you show up with your mess
In its subtlety
And it admires your candor
Right there where you lay
How you live with fear
Yet still show up on display

And not for a moment
Do you hide from the past
With a heart stitched on your sleeve
It remains steadfast
So I'll reach for you
Here and now at last
Before the intoxication fades
And we think too fast
Will you come play with me?

"How still, the water lies-
as the heavens lighten
and the darkness dies"

"Still", no breeze, peaceful, serene-
the trees, reflecting off the mirrored surface,
as if saying, "its going to be a beautiful day."

And, here they come!
Mom, dad, their five kids,
on their morning outing-
leaving a soft wake from those
webbed feet as they glide across the water.

There is a certain beauty in watching the ducks
and the geese this early-
I like to think it's God's way of saying "Good Morning!"-
to me.

If my voice could echo, I'd let you know. The sound of it bellows, through the great unknown. If sinners had wings, I'd stray from the clouds, curl right up. Into your waiting arms. And everything would hush...

If only everyone could appreciate all of our heroes

The ones who left home to protect home, not just the ones who fight here in our homeland in our streets

Love is protection and protection bitter sweet

I hate myself and it's because of you.... all the crazy- mixed-up things, you put me  through. Out-On-A-Limb....You had me standing, You cut it off; yet-you, were still demanding. Demanding that, I stand. Stand firm for we.... When your cloud of gray said, "I give you.... Your-Free"! I hate me.... For loving you,  Beyond my true. The real that, was lost because of you. You made me feel like.....less-than-nothing; You took the me: My worth and substance. Then you set.... Me on the block..... In the heat of the day; stripped me naked....and all you would say----was" bidder-bidder-- what's your price..... You can take this home tonight. Slave, Worthless, Beast-of-Burden; Clown----- I for you.... Fool-If, You wanted me..... to be. Me... I gave to you. My free.... I was slave to you. You did things, I never thought that, you would do. Then you left. You left me.... With-Me! The me..... I hated because of you: because I loved you.... Beyond My True.... Beyond My True.