I’m back in my dark, safe place.
Familiar after so many years.
When I next leave it,
I will be clothed in my armour of a fool.
The best defense is to make it appear you have no offense.
Be the fool - you are not a threat.
Be the fool - who can take you seriously.
Be the fool - people don’t notice if you’re around.
Be the fool - make them laugh; you’ll not belong anyway.
At the end of the day I go to my safe place and remove my armour.
I am alone, it’s safe.
I pour a drink and read, escape with my mind.
I am alone, it’s safe.
I watch TV, I’m board but,
I am alone, it’s safe.
I go outside amongst the trees, I stare longingly at the stars above,
I am alone, it’s safe, I cry;
I am all alone.

Dan Gray
-years ago

Those long, thin, intertwining threads of loneliness
Twisting, turning, expanding
Slowly enveloping the free spaces in ones heart
From where joy and happiness spring.
Floods of feelings stopped and dammed
By that wall causing separation of self
From those you want to embrace, feel, love
Hold, spend time with, grow with
Be one with.
You are trapped into thinking
That darkness is a safe place to be
So you sit there and watch the world go by.
Missed chances, missed people, missed life.
This is the product of loneliness.
As you come to realize this,
Some can cast off the dark cloak.
For many this is as casting bread upon the water
Their loneliness grows seven fold
Taking them deeper in the trap.
It is one thing that expands, thrives
Feeds on the dark.
For that is where you sit in loneliness.
It is insidious.
So I’ll sit here in the dark
Remembering the happiness
Trying to find the will and strength
To claw myself out of the darkness
And back to the light
To once again gamble on the outside world.

Dan Gray

An evening I had with Leonard.
Myself with five ladies of the hooking craft.
Full house congregating to hear him speak.
The fluid words of living
An elixir to ones soul.
This little old man,
A modern Pied Piper of life,
An influence of modern song
That will carry past his physical presence.
His ability to stroke that place in ones mind
That can lead an audience in silence.
Wanting to catch every nuance.
The sound of vibrating strings
Matching the sound,
Of Angels wings,
Lift you past his words.
Observing the crowd
Some leaning forward as if in pews,
Not wanting to miss one word of inspiration.
Silver haired women,
Eyes closed, moistened  lips smiling,
Modulating to the tunes.
Remembering youthful encounters
Sensualized by this Poets intent.
Grey haired men lip sync
As they used to whisper in anticipation
In their ladies ear.
Youth of today
Rising in joy, cheering
Will carry the cycle forward.
At twelve I heard Suzanne and was captured.
I devoured his works
Finding poetry was not school house boring.
Seeking what had inspired him.
The surveyor for oh so many in the path of poets.

Dan Gray
April, 2013

I close my eyes
And what do I see
The beauty that is within you.
I hear your voice in my heart and head
And your joys elevate me.
I feel your touch on my arm
Slowly traveling from wrist to elbow
Shivers of anticipation cascade over my body.
Whispers in my ear
Turn my memory to times together.
There is a yearning in my body and soul
To hold you in my arms,
And to be held by you
Nightly.

Dan Gray

I sit here and contemplate the future.
Infinite possibilities pass my minds eye.
Each second pondered on each reality
Gives me time to think of what to do.
I feel the emotions of these realities.
They cause me to open my mind.
And experience the good with the bad.
Heightening the senses of my inner self.
Sometimes, the worry lasts a while;
But when shaken off, reality returns.
Sometimes, the joy lasts a while;
But once taken in, reality returns.
We are the total sum of all.
All we have imagined,
All we have felt,
All that we have done,
And all that we have been denied.
I conclude therefore,
That contemplation will not direct the future.
But will temper mind and soul
Preparing body and mind
For when we stand on the cross roads of change.

D. Gray
2004

The season matters not
When you are out under a beautiful nights sky;
No moonlight to take away the darkness
The stars shining sharp and bright.
Seek my presence upon the lightest breeze.
For I am standing out under the same sky
Gazing upon the same beautiful stars.
I reach out with all the love in my heart
Hoping you will know I am here.
Wanting you to feel me close to your being.
Imagine the breeze touching your cheek
Is me, my fingers ever so lightly,
Sensuously, caressing you as it goes by.
The faintest aroma to softly spark memory.
A whisper in your ear so quiet,
None but you may hear.
For you are as out of reach to me as are the stars.
I stand under the sky and stretch out my arms
To those lights I cannot touch
And to you whom I cannot wrap them around.
So if a mist dampens your hair
It is from the tears I shed in my loneliness;
The longing I have carrying them to you.
For it seems that no matter my true feelings.
Nor the strength of my love.
I will be forced to walk a shadowless night
Of heart breaking sadness.

Dan Gray
2006