Just as death claims his prize
6 more souls awake; arise
Mortality never has, nor can
Still the beating heart of "man."
As tender trickles fill the bowl
Earthly tasks consume the soul
Becoming all the eye can see
Til blinded by eternity.

You look to what's in front of you,
I look to what's behind,
And I discover twice as much,
Of what you hope to find.

For what will be has already been,
Everything is repeated.
And before you even lose the game,
You've already been cheated.

You can read every new bestseller,
Knock on every new neighbor's door,
Just keep wishing for your happy ending,
But that too has been done before.

So take a right instead of a left,
Choose to smile and not frown.
But even the village idiots know,
That what goes up must come down.

Is this too harsh for you, my friend?
I've saved the best for last.
There's no future that awaits you,
That isn't in your past.

Ever present, though never here.
You are the one I hold most dear.

Perhaps the absence is the bait,
That snares my soul unto this state.

Of hopefulness, that's never sated,
For a love that's long awaited.

But if it called upon my door,
I dare not answer..this is sure.

For fear of what might be exposed,
'Tis best to leave my door full closed.

For while your eyes can't fix my face,
I am my own self, (my own disgrace,)

Hope lives on, while apart from near,
You are the one I hold most dear.

It is a feeling.
I become all feeling with it.
And though I have only felt it once before,
I recognize it so clearly.
Denial of it isn't even a thought.
I would be foolish to think that.
And I am no fool.
Its not a heaviness, more of a shift.
And it doesn't come slowly.
It's a snapping of twigs in the dark;
At different decibels, on all sides,
Giving away the proximity.
And I flinch with each one.
Like tiny shocks to the system.
Internal twitches.
And I suffer it for a bit.
Until I just am unable to suffer it.
And with a sort of keen guage
I know just how much wrath I will need to overtake.
To silence the twigs.
Derision yields to Decision.
And there will be no pause.
Only. Linear. Forward. Movement.
And then I start bruting myself about;
Not in an attempt to protect myself at all. No.
That motive will be thought of much later,
In a vain attempt to pardon my action.
No.
I stand up tall now... not out of fear.
But to become the threat.
To BE the aggressor.
And I desire that power
With such a fierceness,
That just injuring, will never do.
No. In that moment, I MUST destroy. Completely destroy.
And I do.
And the satisfaction I find in doing that, and in doing it so well,
Is the most dangerous thing
That darkness ever held.

I do not need these walls to live!
Not even my old swing.
In fact if truth be told, my friends,
I do not need a thing.
For my Father, he is with me.
With every breath I draw in.
And I can hear him whispering,
"You must begin..........again."
And I know there is a lesson here,
That somehow I will grow.
That I've been holding on too tight
To things I should let go.
And take a deep liberating breath,
Faithful and worry- free.
Trusting the Shepherd will lead me,
Exactly where I need to be.

It is a sacred place
Where statues of memories stand
And familiar voices echo from wells
Where the wind blows the dandelions
To grow the falling stars
That I wish upon

I guess I will allow myself,
Just a little while,
A little time to cry alone
Before painting on a smile.

I failed today and failed not just me,
I failed another.
Maybe I was just not meant to be,
Anybody's mother.

I tried so hard to keep it all together,
But I just couldn't do it.
I tried to make everything look ok,
But everyone saw through it.

And I will take the full blame on me,
For the way things are right now.
May I just give up this hopeless fight,
Or would I be failing again somehow?

I wish I could somehow start over again,
At a time when things were still bright.
But that is just so not possible,
There is no way to make it right.

So what becomes of a tired soul,
Who is even undeserving of rest?
Failure is failure no matter what,
It doesn't matter if you did your best.

The wind will grant its pardon
And the clouds a blessed reprieve
The sun will take the shorter route
And earlier come the eve.
The air itself will become more clear
And the horizon will begin to sprawl
The smell of fire and crisp leaves
Will welcome in the Fall.

What a feast Satan had today
At the great table
In his giant chair
All the lost children
The fallen angels
Gathered there.
They placed theirs sins on full display
And he ate of them
Each platter of sin
Over and over
Replaced yet again
Heaven having no words to say
And the mothers weeped
But he ate more still
And yet not enough
To ever get his fill
What a feast satan had today

Family is a shelter,
Come in from the rain.
Family is a healer,
Easing all your pain.
Family is a reminder,
Of smiles from the past.
Family is forever.
And it will always last.







Family is a priceless treasure.
Sharing more than just a name.
It doesn't matter what you do.
They love you just the same.

I know your words are not for me.
It doesn't hurt much anymore.
Just a little sting, a tiny pinch,
Not the heartache like before.
Knowing that the ***** I feel
Isn't only for a love I never had
But also for the fickleness of man
Well..that makes me doubly sad.

I lived in Resolve.
Such a quiet and beautiful place.
Bountiful air; restricted space.
An intusscepted portal.
Until a very peculiar slant of light,
With heavenly spin; point just right,
Pierced my singular soft spot
(through sheets held tight)
And made me mortal.

What are you seeking , o beautiful one,
Down the alleys of that street?
Are smiles sold when the day is done,
Are there friends you hope to meet?

Do you feel danger as you walk along,
Or the shackles on your feet?
Does Satan sing a more alluring song,
When you contemplate retreat?

I beg you dear, please take just one more glance,
To the stars up in the sky.
That our maker placed and made to dance,
As truth for you and I.

So let your own shadow be your own guide,
Now that the night is nigh'.
And know that there is no real place to hide,
From his ever-watchful eye.

Never once have you ever walked alone,
Not even in chosen hell,
He knows every feeling you've never shown,
And he knows what time will tell.

You can feel that he is pursuing you,
Even while you run so fast,
And the only thing he wants you to do,
Is accept a love that lasts.

The crystal prismed chandelier
    is h               g  in the hall.
           a         n
              n     i
                  g
Luster marred by settled dust
Determined not to f
                                       a
                                       l
                                       l
Neglect has been revealed to all
By the noontime sun
                                             O
                                                                      
Shining through yonder window*
                                                                      
On its' midday r.......u........n.............


Seated on a straight back chair
I see and yet care not*
Like that prismed chandelier
*Neglected and ?

I lost my memory of your face.

First the hands of time grabbed it,
Then distance stretched it out.
I thought I found it yesterday,
No..it's gone , without a doubt.

Opening the channel from there to here
Opportunity for a song
Comfort from the heavens
With breath it moves along

And dangles by his front porch swing
Your chair so very near
Death may claim the warmth of one
But not the music that you'll hear

For love endures all things they say
Even loneliness and pain
A simple windchime reminder
Until you find him once again.

Leave it to my very best friend,
To slap the silliness right out of me.
And with a few all knowing words,
Bring me right back down to reality.

I always heed her words of advice.
She has a better perspective than me.
And she pulls me back just a little,
When I stand too close and can't see.

And she offers a clear reminder,
Of the path that I pledged to take,
And to her I am forever grateful.
For saving me so much heartbreak.

She lifts me up so that I can see,
The bigger picture from up above.
And with that view I remember,
I'm not ready to fall in love.

She says there is a long road ahead,
With opportunities galore.
And I better not ever settle again!
Unless I am very sure!

To take my time, there is no rush,
Just have fun along the way!
And always give a hundred percent,
And the time will be right one day!

I miss you so much, my dear friend,
And though a hug you can not send,
Please write a poem and post to me,
On MSN, Facebook, or HP!

I now believe in angels, sent from God, you see,
It became supremely evident the day you came to me.
All of your great qualities, they make you rise above,
Posessing only goodness,... faith -and hope -and love.

And I have never known before, a spirit that's so true.
And seeing your souls'  inner beauty, I long to be like you.
And though you are not "perfect", as no one here can be,
The mere fact that you WANT to be, is inspiring to me.

And when I am around you, my heart aspires to be,
Faithful and pure and genuine for all the world to see.
And I began to change myself, and look for a nobler way,
To live my life with conscience clear, "better" every day.

I wish to be a reflection of all your strength and truth,
And I can finally believe in life, as you are living proof.
And I am truly honored that God blessed me with you,
That he thought that I deserved to know a heart so true.

And I hope that you realize the purpose that you hold,
As I hear true angels in disguise, are seldom ever told.
But, I know, without a doubt, look close, you too will see,
A higher powers' infinite  plan brought you right to me.

I now believe in angels, since I have held your hand.
A gift from God sent just for me to help me understand.
And since I know it may be meant for our paths to turn,
I felt a need to thank you for what you 've helped me learn.

No need for speech; nor serpents vow,
Amongst this garden fair,
For fate has granted only now,
A portion; just our share.
Willing to trade a lifetime for
The privilege to stay here.
But we've no such liberty anymore
The night is drawing near.
Placed but for a moment lone
In a paradise apart
From the bitter world we've known
But now we must depart
And return the ways we came
You yours and I my own
And yet we'll never be the same
For the paradise we've known.

"The truth will set you free!"
I guess it worked that way for me.
Free from lovers, free from friends.
A simple lie could make amends.
And satisfied the plain would be.
If I could withstand the scrutiny.

My mind is always working,
Down-times are so few.
Now I sit with idle time,
Wondering what to do.

There are so many, many, things,
I have put off for so long,
I should just get up and start them,
Before many more come along.

But yet I feel that I deserve,
Sometime to just restfully be.
And lounge right through this quiet day,
Where my time feels totally free.

I must sit while in my chest

An infinite realm there be

More, oh more, within the breast

Than awkward mortality

Minūte in its east to west

Too narrow a soul to free

Just how far from trough to crest

And here to eternity?

The atmosphere has always pulled on me
Like a single sparkle in tall grass at night
To discover the flight of soul
It whispers of great things in the wind
Tugging always against my gravity, the
world, and what is called reality.
I must learn to fly.

It's that moment when you peel your heart
Like onion skin
And start placing the ring-like layers
In so many different places
That you realize completeness
Does not come from trying to fill space,
But rather by extending it.
It is in that moment we find God.

Could we disappear just you and I?
Or make the whole world go away?
Like a magnet I am so drawn to you.
I don't know why I feel this way.

All I know is your in my head,
At any given time of day.
And I love having you there,
And I just want to say...

You have so impressed me,
With everything that's you.
And I easily let you see inside,
Like I usually never do.

It really doesn't matter,
That I can't touch your face.
You are here, right beside me,
As I sit in my favorite place.

And if God be willing,
And Lady Luck is fair,
One day I'll cross the distance,
And you'll be {waiting, sitting} there.

Some turn without a  single glance,
Without a second thought.
With no regret to ponder on, no
Uncertainty or doubt.

Some leave with half- heart twisted.
Best to stay or best to go?
Tentatively moving onward,
Small tear they hate to show.

But I, I leave with grasp so tight,
Hearts' fingers can not pry.
I leave choking, sobbing, begging,
Don't let this be goodbye!

Whitened corruption, blacken the pure.
Lead simple virtue, confused to thy door.
Utter entrapment; shriek to abscond.
Loveable hatred; relinquished bond.
Invisible knave with power to impose,
Weigh out the reason;  make light of prose.