My Lips Are Set Straight, Chapped, And Thin.
    Heart
             Is
                 Thumping
                                Wildly
                                         Pushing
                                                      Blo­od
                                                              ­ Through
                                                                ­               My
                                                              ­                      Hot
Clouds Scurried Across The Sky Like Thin Blue Veins
                                                           ­                        As
                                                              ­                 If
                                                              ­             It
                                                              ­    Were
                                                        ­      A
                                                Captive
 ­                                   Animal
                       ­    That
                    Had
            Been
       Set
Free From Accusation The Birds Soared Above Me
    ....
        Such
               An
                    Interesting
                                ­      Concept
                                                   ­ Because
                                                        ­          How
                                                                ­          Does
                                                  ­                                One
The Leaves Fell In Circles Around Me; It's Fall I Know
                                                            ­                          If
                                    ­                                         They
                                                            ­        Truly
                                                             Are
                                                   "Free"
                                            And
          ­                           Not
                            Being
                   Held
       Captive
  By
The Dawn Is Quiet Since Deserted By The Sparrows
     Sky

*Sydney

My Throat Red And Raw,
I Am Drinking From The Sea,
My Reflection Blurred,
Frigid Yet Soft Like The Stars,
My Eyes Dark And Vacant*

                         My Fists Are Clenching,
                      Trembling In Waning Light,
                           I'm Thinking Of You,
                  For I've Dreamed Of You Again;
                           A Pale,  Lonely Memory

You Are Small And Frail,
Wrapped In A Plaid Comforter,
Tears Roll Down Your Cheeks;
You Were Thinking Back To Me,
When Your Hell Had Just Began

                              I'm Biting My Lip,
              While Watching The Leaves Recoil,
                             I Am Fidgeting,
                  Taping My Pen Rhythmically,
                     Trying To Distract Myself

I Breathe In Deeply,
My Heart Is Beating Too Fast,
I Gently Touch You,
You Turned To Look In My Eye,
You Murmured,"Why Are You Here?"

                                I Rub My Forehead,
                        My Palm As Cold As The Air,
                               I Stare At The Ground,
                      My Thoughts Are Disorganized,
                      Strewn Around, Pictures Of You

I've Jumped In The Sea,
Your Sad Eyes Have Seen Me Off,
For Some Strange Reason,
I Don't Feel Satisfaction,
Only A Hint Of Pity

                                   I Do Feel Relieved,
                     Not Because You Have Crumbled,
                                 But Because I'm Free,
                    I Am Free From Your Strained Grasp,
                      For You Had Said That One Word

*Goodbye

I Wish I Could Explain My Current State Of Mind.

The Red Leaves Quivered;
Slowly They Began To Die,
In The Changing Breeze

A Crimson Heart Hurt,
In A Wind No Longer Warm;
It No Longer Kind

A Raven Had Called,
Sobbing In A Dying Tree;
The Sun Was Setting

A Full Moon Had Rose,
But The Wolf No Longer Sang,
For She Had No Song

Frost Covered The Earth,
Slowly The Crimpson Faded;
The World All But Ice

*Sydney

It's Rainy Again. The Four Day Storm Is Lethargically Pulling It's Rain Filled Belly Across The Sky. The Air Smells Of Crispness And Decaying Leaves; Dampened By The Warm Droplets Of Water Which Collected Upon Them. The Clouds Cast A Gray Shadow Among The Mist Filled Air, Making Even A Smile Seem Somewhat Gray And Tasteless. The Dawn Is Quiet, The Retreat Of Songbirds Evident, The Scent Of Fall Prominent; Clinging To My Clothing. My Eyes Linger, Tracing The Rigid Edges Of The Storm Above. The Masculine Brim Of The Thunderheads Reminded Me Of The Storm Inside Your Eyes, One I Have Witnessed Many Times. One I Have Danced In, Took In, Loved You In. Though Now, Only A Drought Lurks In The Borrows Of My Soul, For You And Your Storm Have Deserted Me, Leaving Nothing But A Calm And Tangible Gray.

Since You're Alive..


Why Is It That You Haunt Me?



**Sydney

Mother Earth's Skin Oozed Between My Toes,
As I Listened To The Trees Whisper To Me,
"It's Okay, Just Let Go"
The Heat Of The Day Warmed Me To My Core,
Beads Of Perspiration Collected On My Forehead,
As My Burning Feet Cooled In The River,
The Songbirds Whistled A Soothing Tune,
"It's Okay, Just Let Go"
As My Body Sunk To The Ground,
And Became One With Our Mother,
The River Swirled Around My Feet,
Singing As It Lapped Upon My Skin,
"It's Okay, Just Let Go"
And With That, I Did

Silently Spin World,
Twirl A Web Of Time And Space,
Give Life A Purpose

                          Quietly Twist World,
              Play Among The Moon And Stars,
                            Give Us All Wishes

                                           Soundlessly Dance World,
                                            Tango In The Realm God,
                                          Let Him Hear Our Prayers

Crickets Chirp At Dusk,
Reminding Me It Is Time,
To Climb Into Bed,
And To Shut My Weary Eyes,
To Dream Of You Once Again

The Pearl Pink Petals Of My Heart Are Wilting,
Their Silk Like Skin Is Turing Rough And Rugged,
Recoiling They Abate Under Your Frostbitten Chops,
I've Wished For So  Long That Your Flush Pink Lips,
Would Tenderly Kiss This Flower Called, A Soul,
I Handed You This Treasure, Warning  You, Softly
That It Was A Million Pieces Just A Short While Ago

But As You Held The Semi-Broken Artifact I Saw,
That Indeed You Had Thrown Caution To The Wind,
That Your Hands Were No Longer A Nest, But A Cage,
You're Eyes Were No Longer Hazel, But Gray,
And The Way You Whisper Goodnight Was Not A
Joy, But A Hate, For I Knew I'd Be Serving You For Another Day...

The Sunsets Were Turning Gray And Colorless,
While The Songs Of Birds Vanished More Everyday,
The Lush Green Of The Fields Turned Brindle,
As The Leaves On The Trees Grew Brown And Brittle

At Dawn Crickets Shook Off Their Frosty Legs,
While Butterflies Thawed In The Weakening Sun,
The Scent Of Fallen Leaves Had Took Hold Of The Air,
As Winter's Fingers Tickled The Rolling Hillsides

You Have Come To Know Me Too Well,
With The Charming Blink Of Your Eye,
I'm Held Captive Under Your Spell,
And When All The Light Has Drawn Nigh,
I Can Still Hear The Ancient Knell,
Ringing Throughout The Nighttime Sky,
And As I Ponder What To Do,
I Find Myself Dreaming Of You

Dormant I Await For His Love To Warm My Frigid Heart,
Ravenous I Prowl His Mind As He Rules Over My Own,
Everyday I Ache Just A Little Bit More, For I've Failed To
Win Him Over, Time After Time, Being So Close--Yet Too Far,
And As I Trudge Closer To His Soul I Feel Just A Bit More Empty,
Under The Influence Of My Own Wanting I Am Battered,
Muttering To Myself, "Why Do You Keep Playing The Game?"
Numerous Of Others Have Fell Into And Lost By The First Round,
Danger Signs Have Not Steered Me Away, I've Been Getting Even Closer,
Searing Pains In My Chest Have Left Me No Option But To Carry
On--Thinking Getting So Close To His Soul Will Relieve My Own,
Nevertheless, Deep Down I Feel Sad, For It's Real Tough Being In Love

*Especially With Your Best Friend

Abundant With Life The River Stretches Its Body,
Bending And Winding Around The Earth's *****,
Cormorants Swim Happily-Their Wings Tucked,
Diving Into The Clear Water As My Warming Soul
Embeds Itself Into The Folds Upon Her Surface,
Fish Swim In Schools Among The Weeds While
Gators Quietly Lurk In The Darkened Shadows,
Herons Stare Deep Into The River; Spying A Meal,
I Felt So Alive, So Free Over The Turqouise Water,
Jungle Like Trees Waved To Me As I Floated By,
Kayaking Really Soothes The Soul, I Realized
Lifting My Paddle Out Of The Water Then Back In,
Maliable The Water Beneath Me Swirled Between,
Nothingness, And Nobody, Here And Now,
Old And Ancient, Spiraling Where Secrets Are Kept,
Plunging Into Her A Slight Drizzle Disturbed The
Quiet Calm That Lapped Upon Her Cheeks As The
Rain Grew Heavier, While The Sky Broke In Two,
Silent My Kayak Drifted, Following The Currents,
Tugging Me Through The Almost Blinding Rains,
Under The Rolling Droplets My Skin Grew Cold,
Vibrance Of The Water Below Then Warmed My Core,
While I Drifted Back To Shore I Awaited For The
Xenophobic World To Come Back Into My Life,
Yelling Loud To The Heavens My Soul Spoke Of A Wish,
Zealous The World Should Be, Great Spirit,

**Take Them To The River

I** Have Been Thinking,
Lately, I Just Think Of You,
Lately I Have Thought,
I Have Thought Of Only You,
Have You Been Thinking Of Me?

Stars Glisten Upon The Waters Blackened Surface,
As Cold Currents Tango With Leaping Comets,
Waves Quietly Lap Against A Ragged Shoreline,
While A Fire Dances Upon The Damp Sands,
And A Sturdy Song Weaves Through The Forest,
A Deep Bass Embeds Itself Into A Beating Heart,
And Shoots Up Towards The Billions Of Stars,
The Same Stars Which Rooted Themselves Into,
The Desperate Eyes Of Millions Before

The Light Of The Sunset Shone Upon My Cheeks,
As It Lurched Across Rolling Hills Of Alfalfa,
A Small Cottage Spit Smoke Into The Cedars,
Creating The Illusion Of A Fog Filled Twilight,
My Eyes Filled With The Color Of The Heavens,
My Heart Swelling With The Billows Of Bliss As,
The Wisps Of Clouds Coated The Sky Like Blush,
I Took Care Everytime My Third Eye Blinked For It,
Filled The Quiet Dusk With A Hushed Sound,
And While The Sun Dipped Below The Horizon,
I Knew I Would Remember This Forever

Player Player, I Played Your Game,
Once Again I Lay Limp And Lame,
With A Stepped On Heart,
Which Was Caught And Tamed,
Dry And Brittle--It Waits For Rain

Player Player, You Found Me Fooled,
Helpless I Slipped Under Your Rule,
My Firey Soul,
Was Darastically Cooled,
Why Oh Why Heart Do You Fall For The Tools?

Player Player, Do You Think I Am Easy,
Like A Warm Summer Day's Cool And Breezy,
Boy, I Really Ain't So ******,
If Only You Tried To Find The Real Me

The Rain Streaked Window,
Is Chilled From The Damp Spring Air,
The World Outside--Grey

                        The Pavement Is Soaked,
                 Blackened It Smells Of The Rain,
                  The Leaves Had Turned Green

                                                   Flowers Sip Cautious,
                                   Drinking The Water Of Spring,
                                    Quenching The World's Thirst

The Crisp Morning Dew,
Perches Upon My Pale Lips,
As I Smile Sweet

                     The Day Is A Ripe Green,
                 The Sky The Richest Of Blues,
                       As The Birds Fly Free

                                           The Tulips Have Bloomed,
                          And The Leaves Have Been Reborn,
                                                    The World Flourishes

The Great Creator Sat, Smiling Solemnly,
As He Molded A Soul From River Clay,
He Took In A Deep Breath As He Plucked A Ray,
From The Sun Nearest To Our World,
He Gently Placed It Inside The Earthenware,
Giving It Life--Giving It A Smile

The Great Creator Sat, Pondering It's Housing,
The Soul Sparkled As It Awaited It's Home,
Awaited It's Time To Prosper,
The Great One Took Two Feathers From The Bird,
Who Calls, "Jay", And Placed Those Pale Blue
Feathers Upon The Irises The Soul Would Wear,
He Peered Into The Sea, And Found The Richest,
Darkened Blue Hues Which He Placed Onto The Eyes

The Great Creator Looked In The Most Beautiful Garden,
And Plucked Two Rose Petals, The Palest Pinks,
Then Placed Them As Thin Lips Upon The Face,
He Selected The Golden-Brown Hues Of Wheat,
For The Skin Of Which The Soul Would Wear,
And He Found The Blackest Of The Night Skies,
And Molded It Into Hair

The Great Creator Sculpted The Housing From Granite,
Wrapping It Around The Soul,
He Then Put On The Finishing Touches And Sent The Soul To Earth,
Yet The Soul Did Not Feel At Home,
Therefor,
That Is Why The Great Creator Gave Him,
A Baby Girl

Good Morning World, I See You Haven't Changed,

I See Your Skies Do Not Offer Blue This Morning,

And Your Pavements Are Cold And Grey,

Good Afternoon Heart, I See You Are Heavy,

I See You Are Dragging, Just Like Everyday,

I See Butterflies No Longer Kiss You,

Good Evening Sunset, I See You Are The Same,

Opening The Gate For The Stars To Shine,

Whispering The Day Gone,

Good Night Milky Way, I See You Still Loom,

I See You Are Still The One Who Harbors The Angels,

Who Have Given Me The Kiss Of Sleep,

Good Morning World....

Music In And Out,
Static Swirling In My Ears,
Thoughts Go The Same Way,
Screeching To An Abrupt Stop,
When Hitting Bumbs On The Road

The Sky Was Dreadful,
More So Because It Is May,
Such A Dreary Day

                            The Sun Slept Silent,
                     Over The Rainbow's Colors,
                     Though There Was Still Grey

                                                I Have Closed My Eyes,
                                       As I Whisper The Day Gone,
                                                Rain Lulls Me To Sleep

The First Day I Met You,
I Was, Oh, So Cold,
But You,
Warmed My Soul

The First Day I Met You,
I Was, Oh, So Alone,
But You--You,
Showed Me Home

The First Day I Met You,
I Was, Oh, So Very Young,
But You, Yes You,
Put Air Into My Heaving Lungs