In the depths of dreaming my body fails to awaken
My eyes race back and forth
Like a camera trying to capture every for the brain to rearrange
I can or can't feel my heartbeat
I wake up in a sweat but why
My body aches as if I ran a marathon
I need fluids to replenish my muscles
My brain surely would appreciate that
As I rise to make sure everything's in place
I look at you and smile it was not a dream just reality
I'll kiss you gently relive this dream

Tonight under this full moon
Let its light guide me to my room
We're there I can escape to my mind
Let my feelings be secure at what I find
For I am not a god nor an Adonis
I'm not weak or strong but honest
If I love you I would never leave you
If you hurt me take my wounds with you for they are your scars to remember me by
And when all the doors you knock on have open and shut in an instant
Perhaps those who've answered have your picture posted no entrance
by now you don't understand what you've done
because in your world your always number one
perhaps you'll finally realize that number one is a lonley number
the rest of us is the sum of everything to come adios

The robins are nestled in the nest
The leaves stop breathing
And the limbs droop and rest
This the night at its best
There's a queer silent playing in my head
An atmospheric pressure instead
No real thoughts I can conjure up
And no catchy words to spread
If I was to awaken you from your drooling slumber
Would you answer or ignore the number
And after all the *** words that spew from you mouth are spent
In the morn you'll think it's a dream
remembered.

The illumination of desperation
Leads to desecration
What I seek to hell with the weak
This is mine to keep
There's things I lack try to interact
Don't fight it no ones got your back
I live for survival eliminate all rivals
Born an outcast each day diabolical
The torment and shame the beatings and pain
Never knowing what I've done drove me insane
I ponder looking through the bars
Doing twenty to life
If only I was wanted and loved
I could have been a shining light

I guess she was the rabbit you pulled out of your hat
A thousand times of trying your magic worked
But knowing you you'll shove her back
Because in this day and age new is not good enough
There's always an up grade

A youngster told me, mister you are old
I asked, how can you tell
His reply was, I'm young, without a wrinkle face
I replied, my face is wrinkled because I always smiled
He told me, you move slowly and with a limp
I replied, I lived in the fast lane, but it was time to get off
My limp was from working hard, staying true to myself, never wavering
His puzzled look needed me to explain further
I remember when I was like you many years ago
My strength and confidence was my burning desire
I left the ones who borned me cause I
knew everything
They closed the door and on it read good luck young man we moved to Florida
Suddenly, reality set in, I was a man
Everything I thought I knew was there
I'm a man
But the little nuances of life the ones they taught me and I ignored have come full circle
Their wisdom and survival of life will always be in my thoughts
So youngster I'm not old I have aged well
The wrinkles on my face are from all the smiles life has given me
My limp is a sign that I will make it to the finish line

Oh don't fret my lady
Those half truths of me you hear
Are their sutle rage of jealousy
Those old suitors that have failed you
The ones that neglected your full lips
Their words try to sway your demeanor is cold
They were blind to your Raven hair
That sculpts your face and loving smile
Their quest was one thing the rest they didn't care
Through your misty eyes I see a constant light
One of hope and happiness not a curse of midnight
So I shall throw you a line tie it off
I will guide you
our boats will adrift and dock at loves
Harbor of delight
There we can mingle our mind
Share laughter and smiles
Slowly erase the past from our chalkboard minds
and exhaustion sets in from the days conversation and all the half truth
From others have been extinguished
may I say oh don't fret my lady
For I am your anchor and you our rope
Just give me the signal  release your rope my anchor will rise set us afloat

The chill of the wind blows with a heavy heart tonight
I try to shutter it out yet it still leaks through
Ashes from the fireplace scattered amongst the floor
Alone again with moisten eyes
Yet I am not ready to say goodnight
The night eyes want to tell more
As I listen there's nothing new
Just a memory of a kiss goodbye
So I crop the grass make it neat
There's no need for water my tears
Provide plenty
I can hear you chuckle when I try to rise
But if rather fall forward to you
Then be upright alone trying to dodge
Life

With a little glance that quick peek
Our eyes lock together as you strolled by
As your turn around face smile
Your Cupid arrows brought me to my knees
Your flowing hair sculpt your face
In an instant I'm in an altered state
Devoid of time and space
Whispering to me "kiss me" I obey
Not knowing my fate
As your soothing fingers wrap around
Every inch of me
And the pressure builds to extacsy
That wicked sound of the alarm clock .....

The peril of writing poetry
Is not only to release your thoughts
But not let your thoughts put in peril
The words you write

A tear drops down the redden cheek
That salty taste that invades the lips
Are bitter sweet the mind wanders
The body grows weak
The memories of the voice talk in unison
To decipher them seems exhausting
Each left a scar with words spoken
Time to salve the wounds start the healing
This blender of life stirs emotions
Some are of a succulent taste
Others are bitter in need of sweetening
But all need love to soothe the commotions

There are million words
Without sentences
There are a thousand sentences
Without meaning
Within those sentences are
Commas and periods
All ending in question marks

It seems so long ago
Yet just a whip of time
When your tounge browsed
Around my lips
You did that to tease me
To weaken me to a puppet state
The only thing I can do
Is hold your hips and let those seductive eyes and sensual breath
freeze me
And with a smile and a coaxing nod
Are bodies entwine
All the oohs and Ahhs provide passion
As I take another sip

I can see now the burden I imposed on you
Your sunken eyes pay tribute to the damage
I've done
I never knew my selfish cruel reasoning
Would wilt a beautiful flower to nothing
If the tears I've found could water your roots
Let them gently flow bring you back to life
But the coldness of my words have frozen you
As you seek a warm and true flow
I always needed something special in my life
One to complement me on this journey
But the child in me has yet to grow up
So my beautiful flower will plant her roots
In another's garden

My three words have frighten this time
So retreat to that wilderness in your mind
Were its vast and secluded devoid of time
When you peek at me from under your
Guarded rock
Your fragile emotions add more building blocks
Remember the ground won't crumble when I'm near
I'm here to coax you relieve all fear
You know I'm not a Jekyll or. Hyde
I'm the constant your guiding light
And these three words I want to say
Every night

The charm of the piano scales
Awaken the morning from night
As the flute and its butterfly sound
Flutters in the Suns warm sunlight
The clarinets jazzy phrases awaken
Our senses as the bass notes rumble
Shaking our bones apart
The cellos sad and lonley laments
say retreat
Yet high above violins tug at the heart
The glory of a new days anticipation
And the uncertainties it may bring
Let the music in our step and mind
Create the perfect song and hold off
Insanity till it's the moons time

The last strands of sunlight captures the lines
Peering at that perfect body in sheer silkness
Perfection in motion
That Sutle glance and inviting smile
Weakens the knees, subdued by medusas eyes
Try to resist to late, turned to stone
Helpless she chisels me to her desires
Smooth the rough edges my voice silent
Her fingers smooth her moisture over me
Trying to scratch my way out, she teases with delight
Those sensual eyes, are my demise
Oh you wicked one, when will you mercifully end
Then the sly smile appears, but not without one last lick
As she slithers up to me blanket in hand
Our bodies entertained ,I feel her smile all over me
And with a tandem sigh and a last sensual gasp there's a silent goodnight

As the tip of my pen, touches the paper
The ink spreads thoughts of you
The letters and commas set the rhythm smooth
Read them once, read them twice, set a mood
Let the crinkle corners of you smile and the twirling
Of your hair and the finger on your lips, be proof
That what I have penned be your goodnight sleep
you may now, curl up, close your eyes
And when you dream be Advised
My heart is always yours to keep

Lying amongst the dunes
Gazing at the night sky
The darken palm of glittering eyes
Etch in patterns from the moonlight
Envision a bay lined with tall ships
Heading out on smooth seas
They disappear swallowed by earths lips
May their journey be fruitful full of peace
A light streaks across the sky
Seems to rearrange the stars
Yet just an illusion seen from afar
The heart drops in puddles stain the sand
Eyes closed memories release
Details are vivid when they began
But the truth of aging has skip s beat
The record of life still spins grooves wear out
The needle needs replacing every once and awhile
And when the grooves are finally muddle
And the needle thrashes about
Let us join the etch patterns on the darken Palm
And be a new set of glittering eyes
From the moonlight

A thousand letters to write
Yet no words to make it right
Drowning in sorrows my lament tonight
Bekon the mind relive those times
Have another glass of wine
Pen another line hope it ryhmes
The past is a reflection
A futile attempt at recollection
That becomes an askewed deception
Let it decay be swept away
Tomorrows a gift if he lets us stay
Make each day act one of a new play

If tomarrow is the future we seek
Why wasn't yesterday the future to keep
They say the river run deep
So do I when I sleep
I hit a bump on the road,stubbed my toe
When I fell I saved my nose
Should I see a doctor, or a nurse
I'll pick the one who won't lighten my purse
Running from the past I'm free at last
Yet my breathing has left me agast
If I fell into a well and screamed for help
Would they send a rope down made of swirling kelp
If these words I've penned from dreams remembered
Would they be famous or tossed in the embers

These worn out shoes,have holes in their soles
All the miles they've walked, have taken their toll
Every blister has been earned, with the tales they hold
When I thought my future was bright and bold
The healing is slow, for such a fool
Chasing dreams instead of truths
At the end of the road, I lost you,
I thought you would wait, each time you waved
My mind tells me, we we' ll be okay
Is it to late to patch these holes ask you to stay
It was me, not we, that led you astray
The healing is slow, for such a fool
Chasing dreams instead of truths
At the end of the road I lost you
Hope my heart plays still plays
On your radio
Let each memory note be the melody
Of your choice
Before your eyes tire from the days toil
Let my words be your lullaby, on your hearts radio

I was never much of anything
But I was something, with you
When I rushed to wipe your tears away
I found the smile on your face
The little boy in me is still awed
When I see a wonder of the world
The beauty that graces you
Has this man aloof
These words written on this page
The ink spreads my love for you
Many years from  now, when we
Open that shoe box
Our fragile fingers fumble, to read
Inscribed at the top, my faded words
are still true
I was never much of anything
But I was somthing with you

The sun sets early on the eve of fall
The shadows seem longer then long
Cool winds whisper, tuck us in at night
The leaves grip loosens from branches
Flutter silently at nite in unrehearsed dances
In the morning, create a colorful site
The mind wanders to hybernation mode
Winter will come soon, to tame the soul
And blanket the land in ****** white

there are many on the ground
the beautiful bullets have found
in an instant, there were smiles
in an instant, only piles

lying bleeding, underneath the piles
asking, how can one be so vile
did the sermon of hate corrupt you
or was your mind, a reciever of fools

the talk of fear and the coming rapture
if you turn the page, there's another chapter
perhaps you should ask Him did you make
a mistake
let us all know His answer, for heaven sake

there are many on the ground
the beautiful bullets have found
in an instant, there were smiles
in an instant, only piles

with sweet intent, I shall coax a smile
with titilating words and a face awry
for such beauty should not be deprived
of ridding the angst left inside

these foolish gestures of a fool, seem insane
they're only to unlock all your constraints
for those glowing eyes and purt lips be not contained
and allow us to admire the canvass of colors you paint
remain

walking down the avenue
right below my feet
dodging lifeless bodies
strung out from lost dreams
turning the corner, winds echo
little needles pricking all I feel
I sense the buildings, swaying
cold and stoic, yet to a beat
silently blocking the sun
each block the same repeat
but then it appears, foreign
the mist of the open sea
daylight pierces my eyes
recapturing those lost dreams

your last laugh, on this silent night
will shackle you with the coming light
that figure walks away, to your delight
but in the dawn you wonder, just what might

such is the day, with the brightess sunshine
as your heart drips, feelings of pine
"what have I done, oh treacherous mind"
for another like him, I shall never find

the heart bleeds, were the arrow periced
drips upon the flowers, droop their petals
stains them green to red
roots of strength hold firm, grip the earth
waiting for your smile to part the clouds

the sun, with its tantilizing fingers
evaporate the red to green, beauty renewed
walk among them, smell the scent, heal the heart
then close your eyes, feel yourself, and think
" If it was'nt for me, the world would not be"

climb this vine, in front of me
remove the jungle, in my mind
come out of the darkness
the hazy particles sprinkle
layers upon the eyes
rub with vigor, still unclear
haunting echos, still grip
wild whispers suggest to go
the climb slips away
lets try again, over and over begin
a moment, the particles clear
warmth of the sun
the chatter, the past, too loud
many voices, converge
sift through, a weaken state
climb the vine, I think not
the effort is futile

your last laugh on this silent night
will shackle you with the coming light
that figure walks away to your delight
in the dawn you wonder just what might

such is the day with the brightess sunshine
as your heart drips feelings of pine
" what have I done oh treacherous mind"
" for another like him I'll never find

droplets dangle from green tounges
fall silent absorbed by earth
moisten its softness happy feet

It wont matter much, staring
coldness of winters breath
freezing
eyes water are icicles
triangulating
seeing in three demensions
appealing
like prisms that bend light
wonder
what person shows up
tonight
are the angles of you align
perfect in semmetry
has a particle bounded off
to a distant
and scattered your love protons
to an unknown place

droplets dangle from green tongues
fall silent  absorbed by earth
moisten its softness  happy feet

these deserted valleys of my soul, it seems
are littered with unwanted dreams
were sands of time, crush and seal
all the ghost that have haunted, all I feel

such newness of me, I feel in my blood
streams awareness, like a growing bud
roots firmly grounded, with the receding flood
my leaves open, recapture the fragrance of love

first your created
then born
then you see
then you talk
then you experience
then you experience
then you experience
then you break down
slowly
I don't know, I forgot
who are you, there waiting
for me
take your place in the
night sky
I'll always say goodnight
sweet dreams

a bottle of wine and the music so fine
the notes and the melody, tantilze the mind
the lyrics flow, from a voice so strong
close the eyes, lead me were I belong
in between the layers, as the song progress
confusion battles, is it love or distress
let it ****** senses with moment of caress
that leads to questions, to address
such is the sprit of a forgotten song
that creeps and haunts,a love gone wrong

happy valentines day, my heart
the wounds are almost healed
the scars are nicely sealed
are you ready for a new start
the eyes have glanced again
oh my. the brain says yes
lets put you to another test
you can't win, till you begin
it sounds sappy, when you
talk to your heart
can they put you away for that?

Lost in confusion of life
I shall feel particles of lite
warming my soul, to delight
forgetting the day, embrace
the night
for there I can be, in shadow
hugging a wall, silently watching
the hunched humans,wallow
dreading the morning
as they feel the familiar fan breeze
going round and round, a routine
their hopes and dreams, it seems
dispersed in nightmares of sleep

I was hoping today would have ended yesterday
and that today was in the past
as you back me against this wall, say what you say
as you hope your seduction might last
at times I can barely walk or talk, your voice to strong
and everything I do seems wrong
yet I can only give up my sanity for so long
so depression allow me to bid you a final, adieu

through these misty eyes, I feel content
a calm has taken my emotions
there will be no more heartaches
just goodbye with my last kiss

they say time heals all wounds
but my stitches burst without you
shall I gather all that leaks out
knowing, as I sip, I'll see you soon

I'll wait for the clear night to begin
searching for that twinkling light
I'll smile and know that your there
as I catch all the memories in the wind

tears fall down your sculpted cheeks
I'll catch them in my waiting lips
and with my kiss, I'll give them back
so there won't be a repeat

your touch I feel, what you seek
absent of pain, that holds your heart
my words enter your ears, decipher
for they are heartfelt,to give some relief

let the corners of your mouth crinkle with life
the fullness of that smile, a beholden sight
my shoulders your pillow, my arms a blanket tight
close your eyes, your past a final goodbye

as I walk down this trail
such beauty surrounds me
vibrant color flowers
sweet scent of the trees

my thoughts are quite
amongst natures sounds
absorbing nature, drains the
negatives in my mind
the sky so blue, seems unreal
is this heaven that I found

see the butterflies flutter past
my face, to look for flowers
to feed their souls
my eyes close, my breath slows
if I have to go, then let it be here
for it's a beautiful day to die
and this is the place

another bullet, another hole
drips lifes blood, from the soul
another body on the streets
surrounded by wailing screams
yellow ribbons, a crime scene
wash the stain, down the drain
clean this spot, hope never again
walk past, just a glance,in a trance
focus on us, trying to advance
sorry it happen, life,s a chance
the safety of home, in our sites
survived the day, dodging meteorites
the morning offers up, the sun bright
today the day change has come
that's what I prayed for last night

I'll pick up this guitar and play you one
last tune
knowing the the strings are old, I can only
play the blues
the chords are in minor keys, the low E
drowns out the high E
the strings in between can hold the rythm
only so long
my fingers fumble with the melody, as
my mind, full of thoughts, of long ago

each note played was a sharp
now they are flatten, as I think of you
perhaps its alright to be out of tune
knowing you wont be back anytime soon

but with the turn of the peg
and my words, I'll beg
let me slide up the neck
for a crisper sound
enticing you to come back
with this new tune I found

the deception of love you presented to me
was magical
those many faces you wore, now seem
comical
the sweetness of your voice, drew me in
made me small
the way you touch me,bent my knees
left me to crawl
now, there are no more tears
to fall
they would only muddy, these empty
halls
the pictures of us,are imprints, empty frames
that ***** the walls
even the echos, wont repeat my calls
my tumor of love for you, has finally shrunk
I'm in remission, no longer in this funk
those false feelings you had for me
are finally debunked
now my memories of you, will come and go
but then I'll sweep the residue, to the corner
and put them in a pile, I'll call junk

in the distant a lite guides me
draws me near from my long journey
a knock on the door, of the crooked shack
it opens, an old man stares, I take a step back

" come in from the cold, sit by the fire
let me offer you bisket and broth, you must be tired"
he seems content, even joyous, a visitor again
and yet the sparkle in his eyes,seem so intense

the questions I ask, the answers he gives
leaves me perplexed, as I take another sip
how long has he been here,is this his chosen path
as I bunk for the night, I understand were he's at

a thought comes to me, before I sleep
that I find the comfort I seek
from the words he speaks

oh my america, I'm trying to understand
how far we,ve come, since we step onto
these sands
we stole from the originals,at the barrel
of the gun
as they offered up their bounty, taught us
about this land
the whiteness of our ancestors, so mighty
they felt
with the good book to guide them, their
pain was delt
dressed in your perfect attire, your regimented
theme
you scorch the land, as the children screamed
round them up again, different colors,
different chains
suppress them once more, as they tend to your
flowers
their dream was to come here, not live in constant
cower
yet prejudice of the past, still remains
the good book and all its glory
interpreted by humans, to fit their stories
yet the shiny star is not so bright
perhaps its starting to fade into history
like every parent whose children misbehave
He will give us time to correct our mistakes
His patience seems forever, such glory of Him
but one wave of His hand, even he might concede
lets try this again

spread out, oh, blacken canopy
let the twinkles of design shapes
and mysteries
capture my thoughts on this night
wintry night
the helpless branches, reach for the earth
as if to find the radiant glow of warmth
but the ground is in a sleepy slumber
in winters months
the slightest wind leaves me in a shivering
exhaustion
the numbing of fingers, non blinking eyes
a caution
enter your abode to warm
winters whiteness paints the earth pure
once more
let the sprinkle of green, encourage our hearts
the newness of spring,the rebirth it brings
finds your happy melody,you can once
again sing

If I could find a way to turn the page
continue to read what my author wrote
I would
I thought I was over you
but like a recurring nightmare
your hold on me is relentless
my mind set adrift, when your sensual
voice calls
your sense of love for me, like a robber in the night
silently and deftly, you take all of me
leave no trace
I am left helpless, covers strewn upon the bed
my eyes half open, as you softly close the door