Prayers fall on deaf ears
Silent pleadings unnoticed
And the moon shines on

The ax falls swiftly
Heads roll like children’s marbles
And the moon shines on

Justice falls like rain
The crowds cry and cheer with joy
And the moon shines on

I was but a child
Knowing all about all and
In madness I raved

I was but a boy
Dancing and playing in sin
On streets that I paved

I was but a man
Heading for a painful death
Sun’s Grace, I am saved

Tree of endless life
Let us hang ourselves and swing
Watching life slip by

Life of joyless dreams
We need to gather more rope
Waking just to die

Dreams of empty souls
Swaying gently in the breeze
Light slips from our eyes

Present dilemma
Feet moving, but can't see my legs
Sun fading away

Past is never dead
Clouds drift in front of the sun
Nothing more to say

Future uncertain
Heart of gold, wings fiery red
Heavy feet of clay

Alone in silence
Walking in lonely darkness
Branches slap my face

The path is narrow
The moon lights my way
Step by step, the pace

Garden of dreams, where
Nature suffers in pain and
Tears run down my face

behind the boathouse in august,
he moves to her side.
she pulls away from the boy
with the violet eyes.

in his eyes, tinged in red,
like the sun that inflames above,
burning the land and sea,
scorching the grass and her skin.

then too, an intense blue
so wide and empty,
it rivals the deepest sky
that seeks to swallow the sun

within these colors,
a rush of purple springs forth.
as it surges, he leans forward,
to take the girl with his violet eyes.

fear not the
juggernaut
my son
you can not
stop it
you must not
block it
stand aside
my son
and let it
pass.

she is the wind
blowing cool through an open window,
caressing exposed skin,
giving me shivers and
ordering hairs to stand at attention.
when i open my eyes
i see only the evidence
of her passing.

she is the wind
hanging heavy on a summer day;
...sweat beads burst from skin,
her warm touch licks them as
they roll down my face.
when i reach for her
i feel only the heat
on my fingers.

she is the wind
rustling the leaves of my soul,
swaying branches of my tree,
causing overripe memories to
fall to the ground;
leaving me bare and vulnerable
and uncertain of the future.
when i look for her
she is inside me; outside me;
and all around.
she is the wind.

i looked with
quizzical disdain
it was plain
i was not amused
as i perused
and openly confused,
i was
about to say...

she said "chill"

she stood with
stern command
glass from sand
she would not budge
(not even for fudge)
but not to judge,
she was
about to ...say...

i said "chill"

we held on
to the night
fear the light
blind to the unknown
where the winds blown
what's to be shown?
we were
about to say...

"chill"

as i walked a winding road
that shifted beneath my feet
i met a woman with shifting load
that winded beneath her seat

said i to her, put on a smile
and the shifting will be ceased
said her to me, swallow your bile
and the winding will be pleased

said i to her, let it all go
and the load will be as air
said her to me, let it all go
and the road will be as fair

said i to her, walk with me
and we will see the world anew
said her to me, talk with me
and we will see the world us two

I love you so much and/or now more than ever
You inspire me to be better and/or to be clever
You are so beautiful and/or so stunning
You call and I get moving and/or start running

I love you so much and/or more than I admit
When you are sad, I give in and/or submit
My goals are to fill you with joy and/or happiness
And to end and/or mitigate your pains and/or distress

I love and/or cherish your wit and/or your mind
Someone better, I could never come across and/or find
I love and/or desire your body and/or your touch
I crave and/or pine for you a lot, greatly and/or so much

To say that I am glad and/or happy would be to understate
It is your love that fills me, completes me, and/or permeates
I can speak endlessly and/or forever of what my feelings entail
Like my words and/or thoughts, my love will not cease and/or fail