Home for the holiday from New Orleans,
with Mother and Father at the tiny
drop leaf, brown rosewood, mahogany
table with the gold, grinning claw feet;
Father, choler- red-in the-face, short-
sleeved white shirt and cane, says the blessing
as Mother brings in the turkey and cranberry.
Then Mother asks, " Won't you have more ?' and father :
"Do you think Moll Flanders was a ***** ?"

(I have suffered and bleached my hair blond. )
I am silent before their replies.
Mother sighs. "I can scarce speak to her."
And Father, too, quotes Shakespeare. (I am thin
as paper and the rose- colored bowl
of blown glass sitting on the silver stand,
half- filled with water. )

" How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is
to have a thankless daughter "

(1) Midas Touch

my meager skull personates the granduer
the illustrative muse above the challenge
to care to share to point out the queer
lines are being drawn in the sand
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forbidden torment
when to understand,
words can create a lasting void
share with others your unique words
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perchance to dream to charm away
with words to say out on the golden pond
to dream emerge the better man
painted sky with colors of vast duration

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stay strong in the moment


(2) Dolphin's Stream

out in the vast ocean blue
there are clues of what you need to do
to visit the combersome notion of the plains
the artist takes out their canvas
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away from forbidden hearts
onto a newer way torn shades of grey
to charm the most
like a lost seagull heading off on the coast
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we close our eyes from the way of the stream
Dolphin's soar and begin all over again
beautiful noises it makes to the faint cry of a passerby
shadows block the vortex on each passing note
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go deep stand still & repeat

(3) Never Surrender

girl your all that I'm asking for
just a little more time can open closing doors
just a little uncertainty can bring you down
when you bottom drops out never surrender
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when you car has a busted up fender
hold fast with two hands when to understand
words can cut deep stand still to repeat
shades of black with a touch of grey
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when your alone in your own little pit never give up never quick
move to your center that is your right
never relent to give up on the fight
inside we hide behind four walls that bind
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faster and faster
take the trash out
learn to make your mark
this is your moment


(4) Carry On

shades of sadness
shards of grey
stay humble enough to pray
a very good cause to stay
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although you can walk through the miracle mile
it helps to raise the chord of contentment,
isn't it a coincidence at a glance
learn to walk over hot lava coals
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hold dear to your own
long lines we have acquired toward the way
free as a bird as long as you stay
red, black & grey

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carry on with a song in your heart
through the conclave of love's parting view
remain strong to the end my faithful friend

(5) Business As Usual

it isn't casual its business as usual
through every bend in the road
beneath the swell you glare
none the worse for wear
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love can change the stance of a lonesome child
love is in the miracle business
out of every circumstance
dig deep my friend
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drive back the dagger from my heart
everyday there's a brand new baby born
every night got the sheets to keep me warm
don't ever curse the day you were actually born
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another page is turned
one soul soars while the other will burn
carry on with a song in your heart to impart
the magical chord connection out of every direction
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Tom Petty had every reason to fly
Hendrix worked on his magic fly
business as usual stand in the middle playing second fiddle
radiate with cadence
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filtered through a song

through the long lens we often will bask
into the trash...,
a gift to renew;
in borrowed basement pews

insde we often will ponder
a common call from up yonder
in velvet skies beneath the toil
transfixed with lucid dreams & hay

a ****** to ponder when my journey has ended
until that blessed face I see,
deeper then the gallows swallow
deeper then the ocean blue

as high as the eagle fly overhead
chards of flames of passionate conquest
swallow me deep beneath the orchids to parade
where mere mortals will confess

to woe beneath the glass
compass the reunion of the leaves
come quickly lest I refrain
onto the sabbath's duty will digest

the power of the union of friends
love is the essence of my meager existence shun the resistance
ever eager for battle grow to summon the cattle
crafted and created an **** of suspense

not to don nor straddle the fence
Amen to the solitude amidst the commands
my heart gives pause to enter into heaven's gate
call it my destiny nor meager fate,

when all of the flask & timber will end
I will see him on the other side
millions upon millions robed in white
forget the night for the day is far spent

out of every circumstance learn to take part in the dance
I exist as a vapor then I am no more
a challenge to be free is a question of time
only one life is soon to pass only what's done out of love shall surely last

bask in the vast expanse between time & space
face, eyes & hands
Hopefully someday all will understand ?

he was unable to go far
without any sonar
while below stars
he looked up and said “h-llo mars”
as he held onto a crowbar
while walking past a sign that said mopar
he knew that everybody had their own scars
after a change in rhetoric
he would never quit
for the heck of it
after he got a better grip
during every trek and trip
no matter how harshly the weather hit
in this planet
he was thankful for the wisdom granted
and moved systematic
as he turned on every single switch of static
from a room inside a hidden attic
he had a sudden vision which was graphic
it was disturbing
but the first thing
he did was change his wording
then he continued searching
and working
as an earthling
with efforts focused on conserving
because it was sterling

desperate times leads to desperate measures wth whom do you treasure
we mix words in the street still trying to repeat moving ahead to the walking dead
a canopy of dreams inside of me together you will see a whole of of brevity
he ain't heavy he's my brother cruising down the avenue in full bloom
honking horns some may twist to curse the day they were actually born
wait your turn with the mic in my hand got one foot stuck in the frying pan
I'm working on my legacy come and sit next to me in my field of dreams

basketball superstar took his grill down to the mall now he stands ten feet tall
decisions we all make them friend we need all grow to depend got the hoop dreams
my ***** she be working at Dairy Queen to the extreme I rock the mic like a vandal
blowing up chops like Goldie Locks we drop a line or two nothing borrowed nothing blue
folks today don't have a clue they are stuck as glue wash your hands to avoid the flu
got fresh rhymes for 2018 got to keep it real paying all those bills with cheap thrills

Rap ain't like it used to last I check they was frying a rooster but who are they anyways
Depression is a disease will knock you to your knees stop spreading its disease
what are we willing to achieve we neglect all that hate call it fate but something runs deeper
we need folks like Barry White taking the mood higher blown up in fullest desire
some will fade out with a noose around their neck what the heck they neglect
getting stuck in the middle playing a game of second fiddle watch the dunk but neglect the dribble...

out on the streets
where people meet
she had a hunger for a touch
hero's beckoning plow

each new day wth a beckoning smile
to know all the great while
look through the Willow's bend
a friend with whom you can depend

she found her tricks late at night living by sight
she was nature's wild child
running a bit wild
then one day her mother came to her aid

she had visions of granduer
but she couldn't ever bother
to touch of the hand from the master plan
then one night an angel visited the wild child

Love was here to stay
she dazzled in the moment alone in her thoughts
told her of the love of God and she was convicted of her sin
a newer way to begin again

bury me deep below the sea
the sea of tranquility
show cadence from off of the vine
by a grand design,
search the barren land when to understand

lock horns with your horizon
drifting alone
the quaint colors of red, blue & green
stronger in your brain
sequential belly of the beast the here after

trying to recapture
a hand on the phone
the banner raises ever high
the sea of tranquility
come and sit next to me

with columns beneath the tide
resist this dismiss it
a calculated risk
get caught up in the mix
love's potion in motion
beyond the degrees

hoping that she will marry me
the falling Elms from the trees
carry me as a swans heal
as an ever present even keel
bury me deep below the sea
in vanquished filled with honor

try to recapture the sadness & the laughter

capture a unique smile
to wallow in the serenity
there I sat again with tender flame
eyes of passion on the never wheel
forgotten promises from our past
to look as the eagle will soar onto so much more

the window of hope leading forward onto the abode
piercing the skin from the one we have to do
others haven't a single clue
wandering into the sea of the abyss
so sorry that you missed sealed with a kiss
vibrations resist temptations
the silence of the beckoning heart
footsteps
in the corridor alone
footsteps again
the smell of freshly brewed coffee

come ever near to shed a tear
clouds of vast personifications leading to the sea
most of life is but a mystery
begging for vows that tells no lie
a soft reply

in the dark days of old let the truth be told
where mere nobels tread to hide away from the pain
in scarlet thread with quaint visions in their head
a beacon of light to a much hurting world in need of love

there she awaits in the parlor by the floor
a quaint encounter lest I implore,
visions of Lavender hue out on the lawn
the Sparrow faint of song

Caress the kiss of a new day's dawn
in song the reproach of dazzling thoughts
a kiss from her hand maiden to increase the flow
take you to quaint places you ought to know

she often sat by the pond to hear the smooth scent of a lively swan
her tormentors would lurk with envy in their eyes
Maple with syrup leading on her breakfast toast
like a lost seagull out on the coast

the temptress of fire down to the wire
nestled in her suede hat was a little pea
as if a chalice dancer blown away with a hint of laughter
come together through the shutters to appeal to the senses

falling, falling & burning
heads were turning as if butter was churning
gasped for breath in the place of resistance
there she sat alone the temptress & the pea

hoping someday that a fine gentleman would marry thee
to close of the river Nile deafening the blow
there are some things you ought to know
draw out the faint of heart to increase the mighty ego

reflections
never second guessing
professing
a challenge to be free is a question of time

Deep in the tiger's eye
I spied thick snaky vines
and felt the steamy jungle heat

In the eye of the polar bear
I saw dreams of polar ice caps
and felt fierce ice winds

But the stare of the lion
was hidden in grassy veldts
with a hot sun burning down

I was born in 1970 Bristol hospital.
A young nurse took me in her arms and said that I would one day become a success,
As the years would pass I was heavy in the arts used to sing and act.
Was an altar boy at St. Pius Church.
In time I would act in my senior class play, "The Mystery Of Edwin Drood"
Where I had the lead role as the Narrator,
I touched many hearts with that performance in 1989,
Was hospitalized with mono that same year for two weeks long,
Also that same year I became prom king of my class Wolcott High School,
After the break up with my first grilfriend in 1989 I wrote the poem entitled, "Remembrance of a loved one" where I had it published on poetry.com
As the years passed I would write over 4,000 poems and 5 short stories toward my platform,
My poetry is based on the free verse style of writing,
Was published in 10 venues such as Writerscafe, Neopoet, Hello poetry, Poem Hunter, Booksie, Poetryvibe, Poetrysoup, Starlifecafe.com, Poets Know It & poetry.com...
I was saved by God at the tender age of nine in Charlotte Carolina where I came to know the Lord that was in 1979,
Today I continue to write poetry was published on Spillwords, High On Poetry, Tuck Magazine & Setu Magazine.
My main emphasis in writing poetry is to share with the mass populace touching many hearts.




Coffee & Me

Cashmere sweater
by my pillow
coffee out on the patio
austere nights radiating days
I drive the midnight train
cascading falls
personification of misfortune
alone again
in my beckoning thoughts
savor the message
the dew or the frost

lipd dreams with hay
a newer way
to create a want nor a need
breath
although temptress flys
I roll the dice
the feeling a longing
Rosemary & Spice
the coffee had a bitter taste
a little tea saved for next time
a good cause to end this rhyme


Cry Me A River

Many have a hard time understanding
They live for self and that of society
They are the walking dead yet they don't even know it
Eyes with blackened spots having holes
Viscous fangs with blood dripping off the side
You share with them the truth
They choose to run away & hide
Yet deep inside they may still question
Why am i here ?
They can't even help you
Cause they won't help themselves
They are the **** of the land
Much too afraid to stand among the son of man
A bitter taste
Do they want salt or sugar coated messages
Positive reinforcement strengthens the heart
Negativity kills it
Each of us has been given a choice
We must lend a helping hand with a voice
All of us have been given a choice
Now which pathway will you choose ?



Driftwood & The Timber Wolf

shake the moments from my brow my dear precious child
love has a fountain emerging ever glowing & growing
we seek solace after the noon day's sun for inspired taste

let us reflect upon the innocence

marked upon a thirst for more let us go to such a place
where the temptress is dried from the eye
the hallow mark from a distant passerby
shadows block the vortex from the sun

wandering wandering
ever running

the driftwood so innocent just sitting there
the Timber Wolf so explosive with great power

a venture of course to distribute a great new way
let us reflect upon the mere simplistic innocence


A Whisper In The Dark
A whisper in the dark
With tones of darkened madness
Shattered dreams filter through the seams
The sound of silent whispers
Vibrations
Taunt the mind
I'm being caught up in this fix
Whirlwind
Satan laughing spreads his wings
The mood of solitary confinement
Blackened ideals are gone
Worry sets in
The fragile egg shelled shape of the mind
Poe was exposed to this madness
Cobain even joined the side of resistance
Morrison was in a drug torn stupor
Joplin sang it's blues
There is a flag flying high toward it's solidarity
The ideal thought of being sane takes a back seat after all
Helter Skelter
Many have tasted it's evil demise
© Mario William Vitale




The Children Of The Never Light
the more I see through open eyes,
fools come my way with alibis
playing the game of chance with mankind;
I touch a shattered sky with a broken heart,

confusion and darkness in my mind
I run away from truth, blood on my hands, as other look through blind eyes...
promises of true blue, touch a tender heart before it's ripped and scorned,

Give me a reason to believe, give me hope of a new day of being born...

Give a child a chance to be filled with wonder, time for laughter
sunshine stars, colorful wishes
Sweeten the years with honey, touch a child with honest hugs
Grant the Children of ever Light deep slumber,

as my heart whips apart, bitter, old, worn
The stars themselves shine, but dim next to her beauty
Lest a flower wilt, it may come to bloom again by
the tenderness of her smile

I have seen this wonder of wonders, of magical stardust dancing in
moon shadows of the night sky,
touched by the whispering beat of her heart,
For within her eyes, I am the Star child.

Ever so often we come across rich art that can't be turned away. Through each episode we are willing to explore the rich evidence. Today is a new day instead of drifting away let us try to enjoy true rich literature in the poetic form. Now sit back relax and enjoy:

I Will Rest
today I will rest upon the hidden plains
through font of pen I'll make my plans
to test the waters from above
nestled in a hallow grove

seek rest I thirst through tea laves that quench
mark the man willing to explore,
seek solace as does a fawn to help you get along
through the cadence of a sunset pier

all draw ever near


Love's Fest

seek me early seek me through a breeze
so commonly through the nature of the trees
look long into the midnight hour coming down to the wire
reach ever longing to what is good

learn from your mistakes some call this their fate
shadows block the mere vortex
a view from the hill
share with others the news of love

scented from far up above

Smile Through The Pain

enter in through the pain
to wallow in the muck & mire
thirst for knowledge ever near
to hold a toast of love's cadence

look long to the notion of faith
resist negativity
hold forth the torch
don't seek for remorse

live to the outer most


Justin Timberlake

smart moves
stays in rhyme
watch as he shines
end of the line

he moves with his heart
not a distance to impart
through every move
he stays in pace

some may say its quite a crazy place
dazzles in the auditorium
might be as good as the late Michael Jackson

Distant Runner

keep your pace down
don't wear your head in a frown
we want you to stay around
to have a clear view

push on through
others haven't a sigle clue
one step at a time
stay in line

it's all up to you

Words can uplift they also can bring down. With words we can soon discover a reason for being like the changing of the seasons. Out of every bit of circumstance we can learn to take part in the dance. Share with each other this notion of being alive to live another day. Giving cadence to the simple and clarity to the blind. Hope you enjoy my latest poetic pieces.

The Modern Times
having a Warhol moment
in days filled with flames
help light the way
to choose to glare

left on a barbed wire fence
shattered dreams
filtered through the means
gives cadence to the simple

the vast open door
the willingness to explore


Break The Mends

shattered glass on the window

a heros smile
still to know all the great while

words are grafted in so careful
dig deeper then ever before

look at the qaint little cottage near the village
the notion of solemn tapestry
sprag deeply
love's motive for awe so much more


A Hero's Smile

came home from the war
a salute to freedom
to even the score
he held his head down low

to escape the vast undertow
wallow through a time well spent in thought
in austere flames
a chance encounter to rearrange

come a bit closer
the wedding in the Nile
walk the extra mile
at moments he suffered in silence

amidst all the violence
wandering wandering
captivated by a smile
to know all the great while

Love's fainting cry
watch as Summer passes you by


Remember Me

remember me
in times such as these
beneath the strain of Autumn leaves
the falling dew out on the grass

no one gets by on any free pass
share with others the time to last
bask in the vast expanse between time & space
meditate

the chance to radiate
remember me through the passing breeze
all of the delicate leaves
lead away to heaven's door

lest I implore another way of escape


The Temptress

she dances in a ring of fire
yet throws off each challenge with a shrug
nestled in her high healed abode
let the truth be told

to uplift this heavy load
she glares out her window
only to discover a reason for being
perhaps it's in the changing of the season

she listens in amazement
longing
savoring every moment in her thoughts


In Heaven's Name

falling
falling
emblems from the sky
the sound of the faint lulabye

out of a distant cry
there is a great notion of thought
the parting soul can't ever be bought
visions inside my head

to awake the dead
shadows block the vortex
energy from within
wandering
wandering

aimlessly yet in one accord
to dispel your every word
look how beautiful is the Lord
to envision God's holy word

billows sweet billows
gone on before us
nothing to mysterious
gives cadence to the simple

Time To Swoon

through moments crossed in the sun
a bit of fun...
the day we first met
in bitter circumstance

to taste the flame that awaits
the circus bow
Spring time set in action
onto the weary eye

heart in one accord


The Jury Is Out

the case is settled
a moment to pause
the verdict was in
let us begin again

to help a helpless friend
the spinning of the fan
make waves to cast
don't let this moment pass

at a first glance


Look To The Sea

reflections sparked my memory
some happy some sad,
drifting alone in my thoughts
the borrowed basement blues
gives cadence to the simple

shattered glass out on the pavement
this to will pass


We Our The Innocent

we are the people of the street
with noble dancing feet
a chance to meet & greet
a quaint encounter with a gun

having a bit of fun
as the sun heats up

only time will tell when the water will boil

The Brave

we are the powerful, noble & strong
a heart that makes us grow strong
what could be more fond
an angelic song

swift to hear slow to speak
made our way to the end of the street
laughter is its best medicine
won't you be my friend

go forward with a heart so brave

5 Newest Poems By Mario Vitale :

The Chosen
in a little while
then I shall be no more
with each tender mire
leaves across the floor,

leaves out on the parlor
coffee in the frig
a box filled with chocolates
a note telling you how to live

the willingness to forgive


Patience Until Summer

we wait for the winter chill to end
falling on the arms of a faithful friend
the willingness to be no end
shadows block the memory

each step that I take
can't be retraced
a loving satin laced
perfume amidst decadance

the shallow pools resolve


The Fragrance Of The Timberwolf

occupy til I come
a blade of grass is formed
through tyrants rant of yesterday's advance
to help you get along

strong is the tongue that sets on fire a world made torn
curse the day you were actually born
the parting sky to a faint lulabye
a reprise to be learned

another page is turned


Sweet Anabele Lee

fancy and free
the way is she
my sweet Anabele Lee
her face was slim

in place of her offering
you mad a friend
in sweet Anabele Lee
she cherished a rose

that was plucked a time before
with quaint laughter to appease
start spreading its disease
through a doorway portal fill with cobblestone

she walk alone hopeful
through Lavender hue upon her brow
a sweet delicate shawl
she dances in a ring of fire

yet throws of each challenge with a shrug

Quaint Tapestry

sweet ambiance torn red
thoughts within my head
look at the story now read
your as good as dead

filter through a song of granduer
shadows block the vortex
wallow in the midnight mire
seek a gun for hire

the twist of the hand makes you understand

you could burn me at the stake
use me as a dish rag
so I write on the topic of ***
my critics disagree with me
I'm still holding my own
holding hand to the pen
won't you be my faithful friend
until the end
I will raise the bar higher
seeking love's flamed desire
giving cadence to the simple
had to pop my pimple

Mario love's everyone
takes his time having a bit of fun
has music in his skin
fan the flame of reason
attracts himself to positive people
very often you will see him near the church steeple
has written over 4,000 poems to date
but this is not his fate
learns from the best
sees life as a test
strong belief in Jesus
it's in him he rests

Mario is filled with happiness & laughter
loves his many fans world wide
he has nothing to hide
for he can visibly see the other side
when time will be no more
when things become a blur
he will exist as a vapor then am no more
read his many pieces
Has been diagnosed as both psychophrenic & bipolar
yet he will not let that deter him from his passion in writing

*******
hallucination in philosphical explanation
politicians drink my wine come and smoke my tea
we all tend to disagree from all the demonic mockery
painted fences with reckless advances
no second chances have to be perfect
whom do you seek or willingly agree
cats with blue hats
working so hard can give you a heart attack
put out some slack
stubborn liberal hot headed mess
feminist
equate logic for fear

existentialism at its best
I must clearly confess
we are in quite a mess
everyone's worshipping something
got a bun in the oven
kissing your second cousin
headed for destruction
inhillation in its soul vexation
Trump in his ivory tower can't even take a cold shower
North Korea's little boy porker
where the **** is this wall ?
do we have to hear it from the voice of a no it all

barbed wire fences
extremeties to watch suckers bleed
****** on the rise
abortion on demand
when will we ever live to understand
Elder Bush try's to get some bush
the corporate greed what a ******* sleeze
busy as a bee in your society
blinded leaders of the blind
some will fall into a great ditch
then most marry a *****
yet lust isn't pure love
we sweep things under the rug
Satan laughing spreads his wings
all in all by its evil twisted means

can't help you
cause they can't even help themselves
extortioners & real liars
no one has a voice today
no one gives a ****
worried abouth Hugh Hefner ******* on his final ***
zombie creatures with viscous fangs that bite dripping blood of side
you all want to just run away & hide
its the actual day of the walking dead face full of lead
for I exist as if a vapor then I am no more
a challenge to be free is a question of time
Inside I feel pain straight up from the rap game totally insane
Trump is not the voice of me I'm in the zone working on my legacy
Got bars you see making sweet history soaring to newer heights
Fresh words to be chosen I'm frozen put on foot in the oven my cousin
Rap needs chemistry you see working on my higher degree I cleave,
Please be responible or else you'd be in the hospital keep the game close
It's your choice got bars rolling in my Royal Royce got the hook up

(Mothers & Fathers Of Italian Americans),

Out of desperation one usurps their stead;
Picking up its broken pieces from the fragments of their head
I'm going to make you an offer you won't refuse
Shackled from philisophy's that scream choose
Still meet my old friend,
Fist full of lead with ****** hand
Give me some time to contemplate & understand
To survive in the streets getting shot hero's bleed
Timely tune leaving soon shadows sleet
Keep your friends close & enemies that much closer
Throw a rope around your head no bend over
No neck Jimmy with his friend Uncle Tony
With words in untimely exposed ravioli
Not to mention cooking the stramboli;
MAFIA
Shades of dark rivers bend



Nine at head now your dead
Big trunk to dunk that flunk
A special olive stirred with straight up Tom Collins
A wandering crowd with a special promise
Two tone Jimmy was the lady's thing got the sell that every lady needs
9 at head by dock at noon then sorrow had bled
Struggled to refrain from the slice on the blade
A clear taste of viable solution
MAFIA
Blank shells buzz to bells living hell
Crown of gold jewels explode truth untold
Now you will do as you are told until the very rights to you are sold
Through a barrage of steps new episodes...
Two kanuck's suited up best fresh out of Jersey;
Brevity
Shattered glass

Yet its all fair to say no one ever gets by on any free pass!

the earth poised to be
simpler times of make believe
its easy to agree
falling
falling
the nerves high strung
you say I'm holy
but is that only
the heart beat to my ear
hello

beneath the sod I tread
blanket me
blanket me
in anguish dwarfed in circumstance
to remain idol
I'm sorry please forgive me
wandering
falling
in the desert alone

she was wearing her Sundays best
but I must clearly confess;
knew it was but a test but now I rest
a hired man with a gun
shoot her down now she's gone
the papers read all red
with thoughts inside her head
running here & their

my momma was a ******
she saved all her money
she was a big phony
full of bologna
now she is gone but her memory lingers on
she was sitting on the right side of the pew
dazzling red dress
pearls in her arrangement;

didn't want to do it but it was too late we set the date
the bullet would seal her fate
but not too late she would contemplate;
it was too late

To whom it may concern,
my newest piece is entitled "Fulfillment In Nature"...gifted in art I'm extending a heavy branch of love to the receivers. Open your heart to its delicate message of love piercing one's soul & being. Collectively impressed by sharing poetry to the mass populace. I will try to supply the unique cadence on its form & style:






Fulfillment In Nature...

One can discover fulfillment in Nature
like a light tower in the dense mist of life
keep playing in God’s playground
listen to the sounds of day and night

bask in the vast institution of love
provide with cadence from up above
with pillars wrought the main state steal
another chance at let's make a deal

like your style for better or want
Does death hurt you the most or is it pain ?
How you fought so hard & fierce,
my one truest love is gone from here

A challenge to be free is a question of time
my own solution is using my mind
living on the edge and its going to my head
sitting up at night all alone in bed

following a rainbow to the sky
I see a crystal clear vision of you pass me by
loving you is so untrue that's why I must say to you
your too young to fall in love if you don't stop you'll just get shoved.

screams of passion in my veins
the hot conclaves of love's lasting fate
cordial smile;
faces, hands & feet
sheer happiness within my friend
the underscore read, "Hello"...
cherish the love we used to know
Apple fixed harvest time

the drama ensues
twisted logical persuasion
we often stand at ovation

Stop this hate. Stop this killing. Stop this
talking. Stop this watching. Stop this dislike
of color of humanity. Like you and me can do
something about it. Let's do something. Let's
change the things that we can. Listening to
what our children have to say, let's love. Let's
read to our children, let's read. What's! to
read? If you look at their little faces, you will
see, the need to read. Maybe a poem, a story
of love, the bible, or sing a song. It starts at
home. You can see. You can hear the crying
in the street, You can feel the hurt in your
heart before you hear the news. Oh, they are gone, and what a good child. We
will say. I saw them out of school one day. I
saw them in a place that they shouldn't have been.
I saw them with a cigarette. What did I
do? What did I say? I closed my eyes and went
on my way. What did I do? What did I say? I
could have given some love and understanding.
Stop this hate, stop this hate.
Let's give love instead.
Innocent I am just an innocent baby, just arrived on your planet
I was born in sin my flesh is weak
God knows it's
I was born with a gift of love,
My mother used to tell me that she loved me, and I
Was special gift from God,
I am going to take my love and fling it all over the universe
When my love touches you, you will know it.
The feeling that I will leave with you,
You won't have any doubt about it,
For you will be awaking up at dawn and think it is morning,
And wake up in the morning and think it is midnight
And wake at midnight and think it is dawn.
For you will know that I am here for my love is
Innocent, and real, and you will know it's, for I
Arrived here! And know it!

Bruh, I know your up but it’s getting late
I got to make peace with you
Hommie I have bitten off more then I could chew
I’m sweating from the new day’s sun
now I know your in for a bit of fun
you got your trash barrels over by a raccoon
now go clean up your room
but I need to return to the basics & keep it real
many dismiss this thought as no big deal
we got hustlers on the street selling crack
working so hard today can give you a heart attack
yet my chief aim is to hold my head up high to the sky
got many thoughts & a dozen of pots in my sink
can’t even dismiss this earthly bliss in a time well spent in thought
the shadows outside block my inner pain
not having love in my heart is driving me insane
who said that life was fair when your driving in the fast lane
not sense Lois Lane & Clark Kent made a dent
Stop all this hate that going around
so we got Trump comb over in his ivory tower
blind eyes of bats and wheels that squeal
got junk in your trunk saying no big deal
I’m going to keep it real start honoring your mother and father
I know what your saying why even bother
It’s good to stay in school & obey the golden rule
many hustlers are in jail cause they all seem to fail
by pool sticking & kicking it where their nose don’t belong
like Rodney King said can’t we all just get along
got reverend Al & Jessie Jackson always looking for some action
return to your first love before its to late call this fate
merciful one come take this chip off my shoulder
stop this senseless fighting as are nation grows a bit colder
just be happy for who you are in the inside
instead we choose to hide behind a plate of glass
smoking your grass no one in this life gets by on a free pass
systems blasting & the radio’s on
it’s never too late to hear the end of this song
got beggars crying & I’m not lying
get fish to eat but I’m not frying
Stop listening to hells lies cause you know Satan is lying



Unity
Come take out your bible
Let us start a revival
Unification is the plan
Grab your bothers hand
We shall all live to understand
The drunkard in the gutter is still are brother
This nation is drifting further apart
Blown away by Satan’s fiery darts
Look to uphold one another and pray
Others may claim it ought not be that way
We all need unity you see
Let us break through all the hate & negativity
The black, brown, yellow & red
What is going on inside our heads
Stand tall with the gay, trans & straight
Stop all this violence with deep hate
While Trump is in his ivory tower
We all need to relax & take a hot shower
This is the time the moment the hour of power
Flirting faces in certain traces
Got folks out running the bases
Stand up for who you are on the inside
Many just want to play games & run away to hide
but these are desolate times yet we settle
for ill but faded rhymes
Both Jessie Jackson & Reverand Al wants you to join hands to be a pal
Please stop the racisim my man
Seek for unification as a plan
Not a break on a long vacation
Plant seeds of kindness
Close up wounds that bind us
Learn to take baby steps in the sand
Like Obama once said, “Yes We Can”.
Stop sticking it to the man
May have to reach through party lines
Lift your head up high with a face that shines
Pray with all of your might
Stop living each day by sight
With time your faith will grow
May have to knock the wind out of your sail to inflate your ego
Love will keep us together and the way we should go
Let’s look above for the heavenly love
Merciful one come take this chip off my shoulder
Stop the senseless fighting as our nation grows colder
In time we shall shine
Don’t turn around when your hands on the plough
Unity is where we should all be
Living in America the home of both the brave & free



In These Times

Can't we read between the lines
another pardon but people starving
North Korea's little man
we are going to build a wall from a know it all
in these times I stake my claim
not for power nor for fame
it's a shame we came this far to discover
from a president with a comb over
where is the love & stop all the hate
call it fate a new position for your intuition
these are your marching orders to proceed with love
coming down out of a hand with love
many suffer in silence invading all the violence
in these times we must stand in line
not to pretend that everythings fine
we have become socially wandering wizards
trying to drain the swamp & then what
the whole political scheme make me want to throw up
got babies having babies with abortion on demand
when will we ever live to understand
don't turn your backs when saluting are country's flag
there are lines being drawn out in the sand
hopefully someday all will understand
In these times we have created a rhyme
got you broke down to your last thin dime
yet keep your chin up you can surely shine
all things beautiful in its time

just suppose;
a bit far fetched
Tumble **** on traverse spence
he came to me amidst a breeze
he sought me when I was down on my knees
he loved me unconditionally
nestled through the leaves

time well spent in thought
the tide comes in it also rises
further into the quantum pulse
the memory sullen with velvet leaves

the price he had to pay for all our yesterdays
chosen from off the vine
crafted in by his great design
he seeks us early he sought us when we were down

through every valley and stream
Satan would buffet
the trials would come
but by his word we are free

caress the silver embrace the gold
as waiting heart to implode
onto a different episode
lay up your silver forfeit your gold

lines to be drawn in the sand
the embrace tender of her hand
lavender dew fresh on the morning sod
togetherness

a tender ear to reflect
Jesus we must confess
we shall meet at the love fest
in God we trust

although nails in his hand
we shall understand
the masters ultimate plan

How mesmerizing,
the flame that dances before my eyes
How entrancing,
as it flickers in
its provocative ways

So bright, so beautiful,
Yet so erotically evil
Consuming all that
gets in its way
How false that the
flame can be tame

A substance of life,
and keeper of death
Acting out its part in
the lives of all
Magical, helpful, yet
painfully deadly

How odd the flame is,
its characteristics frightfully
similar to those of... Love !

Funny,
the muses neglected to visit
while you slept with your head on my shoulder,
while my fingers wrote wordless sonnets
in your hair,
while we unfolded the rich and mysterious
discovery of each other
like a heavily embroidered cloth

But tonight while the lamp burns
while regret presses his heavy head against me,
while you sleep in solitude
in a room on the other side of town,
a hesitant cadence
a string of words
begins to stich the unravelled cloth
attempting to complete
what we could not

Theirs is a  strange art, the weaving of
Air and sound into a weightless tapestry
Hanging in the church, a vibrating cloth free
Of sorrows that clothes men with God's love

Strange, strange is the shuttle of sound that moves
In and out, out and in around the key
Thread of beats in time, the time that he
Draws to weave a cloth of sound for another

This is the strangest art, weaving of time
And sound into a cloth one cannot feel
With the hands; we can only touch
It with the ears and soul

A rime is a poor needle with which to thread such
A cloth
How can such a needle seal ?

time is short-
but so very long;
everything that is right-
is also wrong;
times are hard-
but easier than the past;
today is forever-
but it may be the last;
the cradle was yesterday-
the grave is tomorrow;
things are in happiness-
but also in sorrow;
love is forever-
but only a day;
pain that lingers-
it also seems to go away;life is short-
but so very long;
still can't distinguish
between right and what's wrong...

There are trolls
under the bridge
that connects my solitude
with the world of mirrors and veneers
of office hobnobs
and dinners after eight,
where the deathless ogres follow me
to perch, invisible, beside my chair
and rock and leer and cackle
at my efforts there

So, I retreat
across the long and tenuous passage
into the labyrinth of my genius
where both men and demons flounder
because no signboards are displayed
and compasses despair.

The day springs hope a new
shelter through the flames of resistance
although tempted I remain strong
in my dreams I plea
nearer my God to thee
through the weight of resistance
under every circumstance

to stand tall in the twilight of the hour
keep me safe through waking thoughts
out of my stormy grief thy parting ways
through comfort and love left exposed

hanging chads
cigar
*******
nerves of steel
confronting the Korean little boy
brand new toy
olives for dinner
we got a winner
Al Gore almost won
city in ivory tower
the wall
threats in Syria
hysteria

carry me through the barren leaves in braids of trees life is a known mystery
locked horns with the mere notion of joy as a bat with girl meets boy lift your head high
cool your jets lest I confess that life is but a test I must confess turn the radio on
sing a song so we all can get along smile cause it's contagious nothing outrageous
be engaged with your new jack swing did I hear the door bell ring

live long and prosper give cadence to the helper warm to shelter feeling better
keep ya head up dig long on Pac's philosophy in cosmic history ya see a breeze
dizzy in a haze thought for many days like a mouse stuck in its maze
Each of us is building our own dynasty living out our legacy into God you see
Strength comes from up above we sweep things underneath the rug gives a big hug

Homeboy got a nine to his head begging for bread face full of lead
I'm a leader and never a follower come in store lest I implore something more
playing our favorite song on the radio face on a pillow sniffing liquid jello
Hello, we must increase the beat to promote its tempo long lines being formed
Curse the very day you were born better wait your turn hearts to yearn

Spinning like a top homeboy do think a lot boogy down to the socks
got to be bilingual take you places to go like Kool Moe Dee making sweet history
faces, places & spaces...midnight traces making the Margarhetti an explosion in the mind
sipping on cherry wine everything is quite fine created from a great design

one in twain yet marked on a blotted page clearly intact through the surface
crimes of passion stirring inside my brutal egg shelled head summon the dead
each of us goes through things another door bell tends to ring fat lady sings you see
Misery is coming apart at the seams the refrigerator is empty we are living on ample time

Cherish those days we used to frolic in a haze like a mouse stuck in its maze so behave
these are desolate times yet we settle for ill but faded rhymes the casualties are enormous
for a stated cause that's just plain atrocious there's a thrill in us all stand up ten feet all
Give me shelter give me peace stand in its relief head down to my feet stand to repeat

Is it safe to say that their is a way leave this cup of poison learn to rejoice in some dream
Cry me a river stand and deliver yet donn't call me late for dinner I'm still a giver
lines being drawn in the sand when to fully understand you can't keep sticking it to the man
Each human heart there's an opened door willing to be explored awe so much more

Look to the orphans and widows in their affliction go to a soup kitchen stand forgiving
There's so much we can do if we put our mind to it there's nothing to it Pharoah blew it
listen before you speak stand tall and teach grow fondly in the notion of grace
Spread out upon my Peyton Place long for a mistake to seal our fate just have to wait

We have fallen on tough times someone needs to break the mends it all depends
lay hold of your brother give them love to discover set in order fond memories
mix up the human chemistry choose instead to reach toward your dynasty nothing phony
got words that rhyme that words to heal someone said its no big deal but who are they

One day at a time sweet Jesus everybody needs us time is going by faster blaster
Remember the old boom box boogy down with the socks like the famed Scott Lerock
we shall stand on top never the bottom like the lonely days of ***** keep your hats on
like Lynn Swan can't we ever get along and this is the end of this song

in the 8th year of King Tony's reign in Italy there was a summons for his fleet
villagers inquired to be seperate among the lively customs of the day rest assured
King Tony was an Italian virtuoso with vertigo captured in his brain you see
On one particular day in the dire month of late June the sunset fell on the palace
A brigade of well wishers whisked away the brilliant pull of the heart strong
A zombie type creature was unleashed in the city having long viscious fangs that bite
Dripping blood off side of mouth killing many dwellers in their stead
A cataclysmic event occured bringing an outpouring of evil in their demise

Time after time the zombie creature would implode on the inhabitants leaving a dent
long ago let the truth be told their was a wizard who would specialize in destroying zombies
King Tony was advised to **** the zombie creature head long but he was resistant
In time his heart changed brought on by the magic of the wizard intact.
Closing in on the creature with one blow of his sword King Tony became the victor
Chopping off the head of the zombie leaving his remains dangling in the wind

All the dwellers in the village rejoiced and gave praise to the king on his throne
Over the years there were moments of peace throughout the kingdom sweet peace
The wizard used his crystal ball to show forth his imaginative vision was reached
The day King Tony died he was then replaced by a revolutionary in the midst
Never again will he be so kind to a zombie that robbed him blind

as I take it a bit further I'm talking about another Young G ******
the streets are uneasy the zone is too low bust up the beat to promote the tempo
he grew up in the gutter his momma was a ***** selling her junk from a trunk behind the liquor store...
Young G wandered the streets alone trying to find his home to roam
no one would help him they couldn't even help themselves
but Young G was out on a mission to soar to the highest heights
one night at 8th street station Young G was chillin but got in a confrontation
a thief wanted his gold necklace but Young G wouldn't part with it.
a gun was drawn and it wouldn't be long Young G was on the floor with a bullet hole in his head...

the killer made his way to Mexico a place he thought he should go
now it was over for Young G would suffer many polce arrived trying to revive Young G
but it was too late he was history at his funeral many came to hear his legacy
he was a street **** capper wanna be rapper but he  helped out the needy
on his mission he would be dishing out many of his C.D.'s you can listen at ease
Young G will be remembered as a heroic citizen trying so hard to fit in
See ya up in heaven Youg G making sweet history.

the light grew dim on that Sunday morning after coming from church service
outside on the patio sat an old cat named Sam who would often run when called
The village square stood a queer in distress pull back the covers from their eyes
A beat of the clock in the town's square sought for solace amidst the turmoil
life brings on excess waste to taste make no mistake some call it fate as of late
bury me deep in the sand try to understand the way of the undertaker's hand
feeling the breeze beneath the trees chaps cut off at the knees spreading its disease

we often falter to reclaim busy staying in the game at in the zone feeling alone
got eyes that seem so very sweet got dancing feet stand to repeat

bust a nut in a rut I'm here to pump ask Don ** talking about Jay Z
being bruised by the enemy try to stay ahead of me bump it up
this talent is a gift but I have to balance with the fire take you higher
people are bleeding cause living life without Jesus no this isn't recess
Lil Pump going to the top just like Fetty Wap watch also that guy D-Cyphr
take words higher blowing it up in purest of desire down to the wire
building bridges cause that's are destiny come and sit next to me

the streets are uneasy the rap is just fine come and kiss my phat behind
yesterday was a beautiful flower display we used to pray today you say it ought not be that way...
I don't know what you're really thinking off me.
If this is real thinking I'm not thinking properly
Everything inside me fights and tries to stop these warnings in mind
was fine and now they got me locked up in my divided mind of conflict.
In my declining life I'm rock bottom and forgetting my problems
They want me better, I hear it commonly suggested though I'm exhausted of my efforts I've waisted on attempts
Spent far too much energy on it and never getting ahead, watching thunder.
Reluctantly under thumbs of this system where parliamentary wickedness judges every movement
Abusing their power, final hour they're losing vital signs, leave them clueless so there's room for improvement
Crazy devil dance out weighs your heavy stance, the landscape shakes when my mental state slams
Nastiest override of your entire mind. I'm the supplier of rhymes the sets ya head on fire and ignites you on the inside
Time to end denial and since I was a child I swore never to break a vow and saw mama pass down thoughts like the day after my father died she cry laughter

through the years through fallen tears
live long a productive life
through the barren strife
in the sequential storm
thoughts of the unborn
curse the day you were born
wait your turn
get out of line everything's quite fine
we look deeper within
to my faithful friend
Brandy over ice
makes you think twice
through shutters peak
we sprang a leak

caged barbaric pranks
no one ever likes one who drank
peal back the lucid film from my eyes
came as no surprise
stay away from those lies
a splash of life
to make you think twice

Dancing Upon A Limb

remember me among the sea so faithfully we must agree

through shadows peak along the path in the forest
a spotted owl in a tree on the path a grey fox
caress a lavender flower the braided tapestry of the sun
shouts of laughter from within a pull of the heart

dancing through a limb on the tree must humbly agree
the brigade of silence attacks the meager senses
alone I sat once again within my thoughts
thinking of that spotted owl how it quivers

the cordial tap of dander fast approaching
with cosmic wings caught in flight

write from your heart to impart a special remedy through words of glee
love with all your heart that we maybe mindful toward each other brother
it gets deeper my favorite creature is in our midst sorry that I missed an opportunity
peeps in the street packing heat then getting busy underneath the sheets stand to repeat
Rap maybe a hygene game sprouting out flames staying in the game get in the zone
I'm feeling the noise from heads on the street got those dancing feet stand to repeat
We made are way onto the patio with words to say stay strong for a better day I pray
Arm me with harmony with sounds deep inside of me got bionic dreams in my head

like a cocktale bursting out with flames there still remains a cosmic energy you agree
life is found busy making simple plans you all understand its your heart to impart
Basking in the breeze feeling stillness in the trees made me think of Bob Ross the artist
in quiet moments we can dream like Mr. Rogers and his trolley machine kids would scream
It helps to think of better days flirting with fire stuck inside its maze so you better behave
life is what you make it so fake it till you make it got beats to the rhyme I'm no phony

Life is filled up with catastrophe so why are you after me just want to be set free
let the music fill your soul rap in a happy flame let me the first to explaim in the game
Rock to da rhyme rhyme to da rythm I'm a straight shooter will not end up in prison
words to make you happy not to shabby flirt in the lobby with me hobby
got these rap flames locked this homeboy do think a lot boggy down to the socks

Old Crow

Old crow
Tired and lazy' against the day
Dark skies
Lost in blacks and whites and grays
Howling north wind
Sure takes a man's fight away

Wastelands,
A dreamer's home on his best day
Hard rain
Drops the leaves and makes the colors fade
And talks cheap,
But for the words of time they'll ave the last say
Oh the words of time, they'll have the last say

And the harvest is in, it wasn't much
May I have enough to get by
The baskets were light, not a muscle ached
And somehow I feel I'm going to die
The winter is coming and the signs say hard
I've never seen such a haunting sky

For on the mountains, frost in the wind
And somehow I feel I'm going to die
Full moon
Lonely above the old oak tree line
Old crow
Hanging empty in the black sky
And a nighthawk
Circles her in silence as she flies
Old crow, all alone she flies

Dormant, hang the winter greys,
in thick misty curtains
mixed with autumn blends
in a myriad of tombstone shades.

While your naked branches twitch
like nervous skeletons in chilly breezes
watching, layers of annual memories
crackle underfoot, after being strewn
across wet sidewalks in broken colors;
overtaking the gutters of our world.

Finally, at life's end, they lie molding
in damp heaps, unabashed,
echoing the sound of daily rakes
scratching the roots of your reasoning.

Knowing all too well, after many years
night owes you cold nothings
and shadows do their best work alone.

Then ~ as the sliver of a (silver moon)
peeks thru January twilight,
you quietly sigh
and yawn...for a season
in creaking silence.

love lingers on
through a song
filter through the yarn
a sweet face
satin with a bit of lace
crumbling
thunder develops
loose steel
a cart wheel

the pulse of my heart
light to impart
a distant pier
all draw near
the bristles on the stroke
learn how to cope
a fashionable queer

love lingers on with a tender song
faces, traces & spaces
da tre polite maybe
the ocean waves of soft chemistry
the rolling hills would sway
a folly of the raise in pay
destined to a union

columns basking in tender reunion

All for one

tre three penny das ta do
juniper juniper the opened mass
turn over your yarn
to the tormentors
stir the ***
breach of peace

the ancients taught
a silo bent through an accord
the time has come
all for one

alone I sit at your doorstep until noon then I have to retire for the evening with sweat
torn inside really not knowing where to turn next I still end up to reflect upon the day
out of every circumstance let's learn to take a part in the dance a chance at romance
to embark on the moment chosen in time to reflect upon the past with a reason to grasp
chivalry isn't a city built upon you and me it's the in tuned harmony to a hidden beasts menagerie,

Each one of us should reflect upon our past to tell us of our future inside we climb
one step at a time for the furtherance of the good message of hope caught up in time
learn from your past mistakes call it fate to reclaim the moment sought in solace
its truly incredible that even Leonard Cohen sought his way by his portrayal in Suzanne
the moder man seeks for exploits deep inside they hide behind a shell yet ready to tell

Love is surreal another given chance at life's spinning wheel with a heart that's real
look deep inside to the mere notion of love even if the battle is so very long
learn to stomach the pain of each circumstance all to take part in the dance
really need to meditate on the truth in order to withstand the true test of time
look at your neighbor with a flower in their hair discover further the simplicity

Gone are the days I used to frolic in a haze today I'm as a mouse stuck in its maze
be brave young soldier on the battlefield of life it will make you think about things twice
the roll of the dice in the roar of the thunder hence the vast opened door to explore
One may equate logic with fear for I shed a tear to help numb the inner pain

take me take me to the ocean summertime summertime
Awe to be young & in love
the tender hand touches a chord
pressed between an object and some fancy free

Embrace the wandering mind into a vintage song
how you have fought so hard and fierce
my one truest love is gone from here
a challenge to be free is a quest of time

my one solution is in using my mind
living on the edge and its going to my head
sitting up at night all alone in bed
following the rainbow to the sky

I see a vision of you pass me by
Our war we are in is almost over
it's so hard to believe I lost my lover
loving you is so untrue that's why I must say to you

your too young to fall in love if you don't stop you'll just get shoved

Obey The Cross That Jesus Suffered Although It Will Cost All You Claim As Yours !
Each of us must learn to take a part in the dance be part of Christ's vine by his design
Although it will cost all you claim as yours the sacrifice is small beside the treasure
Eternity is a very long time so with words I create in a song for you to get along
Heros are all golden when hearts are unfolding to the message of grace upon your Peyton place
there can be no other way no other escape from the ways of faith explore a bit further

Sadness must be erased when you look at the full blown glory of Christ's face set a date
Remember to pray and say out his name each and everyday do not be afraid he is their
every idol word that was said out of context he is fully aware when he comes with a blaze of glory...
Sharpen your eyes bend your bows make some glorious noise to unfold the mystery
God is sovereign he is a perfect gentleman doesn't force his way on any man you understand

Bit by bit one footsetep at a time a sure fire way to climb til at last you reach the gate heaven's door...
let his glory fill you up in the peace that passes all understanding its in his well giving
I stand forgiven as a sinner don't ever call me late for dinner wait it gets much better
take my hand precious Lord lead me on let me stand I am weak, worn & torn
through each storm through the night let me breathe give me sight take my hand precious Lord
lead me onto each new valley built in the continual brevity of its cosmic mystery

Jesus you are the lover of my soul with hearts to unfold you are worth more precious then gold
Each day is a gift you get my drift through vast peril mountains I may climb was created by a greater design...
The night is far too spent although the days are long I will evoke in a song to grow fond
Barriers we have to cross with no escape no tragic loss we will shine we are his child
although for the moment I exist as a vapor then I am no more I will press on through each storm
Violation to the innocent without any incident his will stands president from any harm

If you have a voice learn to rejoice with quaint laughter prepared for the great here after
with words to capture he was their in the graden searching in the way of fire with eyes free
Touch his tender hand he alone is what you can depend my faithful longing friend
Gives cadence to a child like faith sought with tender simplicity come and sit next to me
Early I will seek thee down on my knees a reason to breathe Judas betrayed him after the garden...

Christ was their in a whisper torn blemished in the midnight hour searching for one sinner
a pull at the heart would light the inner spark to where I needed to go listen to the wind blow
your very fragrance came onto me through a dream with a tender smile known to see
lovingly your hans sits beside me takes the sacles from my eyes so that I could see
Mary watched as he son was thronged with blood dripping off the side

From the inner silence of the lamb he was there
In welcoming to the world to share
Within the multiple of words the mouth speaks
As a heart beats through the passage of time
To every poem that was ever written
To every burden ever lifted
To rivers crossing where people living
Sometimes loving other moments giving
In storms that were outside brewing
What is the significance of this love
In painted pictures from above
To every soldier in a battle
To every cow amidst the cattle
Not a second glance at any real romance
A field of dreams throughout our head
From both fire and ice will make you think twice
Perhaps another chance at a roll of the dice
When every kingdom comes thy will be done
Shadows in the shining morn if there's a rose it bears a thorn,

He was there in every circumstance
When they tried to throw stones at her
He was there drawing a line with his finger in the sand
It is my hope that some day all will understand
A glance at the past will tell us of our future
Amidst the inner pain & uncertainty
Through shadows in a field of dreams
In moments of solace amidst the pain
A light moved out upon the street outside
A day that wasn't meant to be
Thorn crown was pulled upon his head
Those shouts of intense anger from the mob
There was only one who would help him back on his feet,

A light that brought only a few to greet
Let us not run away & hide
Each one of our sins was placed on that cross
To lose the battle now would end in tragic loss
Father please forgive them for they know not what they do
He said the prayer now the rest is up to you
That cross that broke a sinful world apart
With his blood-soaked crown with spear in side
To show the whole world he had nothing to hide
The summoned cry brought about healing in the sky
Watch the free angelic dove fly!

love the grey in a lazy day bridge the gap in my dreams through twisted schemes
filter through the notion of belonging mark the longing get a following
we are in this til the end my faithful friend with whom I can depend
inside I have rollercoaster emotions with the ups & downs
take a walk on the beach try to catch that frisbee way out of reach
love the longing of belonging there's a yearning hearts are turning
take a shower in the hour of power nestled in a memory come to sit next to me
Each man chooses their own destiny call it magical chemistry from when you were a memory

Rise to the occasion with soaring hearts as in some decorated mast to impart
love is basking in the jewels of renewal carry on with a song in your heart
love is the mere tenderness of the given moment from a sought after vintage smile
comfort me to the conclaves of lasting love soon you will discover a heart to unfold
many are living in mere fantasy basking in the leaves or newly fallen snow
hearts would unfold some time a go the notion of surrender

Come with me to the sea of tranquility lost in a dream feel the breeze
Tea leaves with Leonard Cohen singing basking in the vast expanse between time & space
Surrender to the moment with cadence as its following and deep heart belonging
the tender moments of belonging soaring like an eagles to parts unknown
Caress the bossom of softened decorum as we choose to be healed
the day is fast approaching and the night is far too spent
to quiver in the moment let the temporal vanish capture the longing

I sit alone above to dew left to groom a brand new view in what is left to do
give me a smile your support and your fantasies let them flourish let them unfold
Hear each passing wave rise to the occasion with the real remnants of nature
To equate laughter with forgiveness give pause to think being in the moment
one touch and one will rise with triumph in their eyes

The ability to let go and let God take over feelings to recapture prepared for the great here after...
arm me with harmony filtered through a dream give pause to breathe
Achieve your dreams to light the way of forgiveness the mere wanting to let go
Be compassionate when you learn to focus on your goals in which to unfold
like Stevie Wonder singing at your funeral learn role reversal
Choose to let go & let God each & every passing day