its early morn sitting on this sandy beach
your waves are my soothing touch
tickling my toes bring a smle to this face
your rythm is a constant
sure desire to calm my thoughts
when the fog evaporates, the cool breeze
penetrates my senses
hazy eyes clear as the sun's eyelids
open to warm the day
I started counting the grandules of sand
but realized that would take an eternity
time I don't have
the hope is that we can walk this shoreline
the footprints will dissolve into your
abyss
rearrange them and return them to us
on your soothing waves
let the ****** oath of desire like you
never end

Lying among this dandelion field
With its colors surreal
In hand a tidy envelope
With a letter perfectly sealed
So nice of you to take the time
To make it pretty with hearts that shine
I'll perceive what's in here is a confession of sorts
Hope you kept it simple your lies come up short
I can't open it been in your emotional blender
I'll peel off all the shiny hearts
And return to sender

he walks, he wiggles, on the ground
slowly but surely, without a sound
his feet are a hundred, timely in beat
rhythm and rhyme, one, two, three

the caterpillar is unique in his own way
nothing bothers him, he likes that way
he comes and goes up and down his tree
slowly, but surely, one, two, three

My opening words I write to you
Are pennies from my wishing well
An inexpensive gesture for you
My sentences ramble from time to time
I was never good at a well placed period
My thoughts just bang in my head
And slowly ooz from my mind
I hope you smile reading this rhyme
The warmth that creeps upon you are my arms
Lay your head down with your soft thoughts
Tonight with me there are no more mountains to climb

oh you, old man winter, you have peeled off all my layered clothing
your frozen fingers caress my skin, with a blowing wind and a grin
you must enjoy the tears you cause me, as they freeze upon my cheek
and you chuckle as you watch me shiver the fluids from my nose
each muscle seems to shrink, with the thining of my blood
my veins labor to keep up the flow, trying to reach my tingling toes
but I have danced with you for many years, and I know your steps
and I will wait you out until the fair maiden of spring arrives

as i sit at my position, aiming at the enemy, will you understand
when the trigger is pulled, and the target has fallen, will you understand
i am here in this GOD forsaken place to protect you from the evil of this world
i chose be here because i love my country, and will do everything i can
to resolve the problem at hand.

do not judge me when i return home, battered and torn
my body and mind has been to hell and back
but i am home safe and sound.

accept me for who i am now for the changes are forever
but the love for you and my country will never waiver
those who have fallen around me, i'll keep forever in my mind
brothers forever a bond that will never be broken
i will see them when its my time to go
and we will unite in GOD'S heaven.

GOD BLESS AMERICA, PEACE FOR THE WORLD

she graces me with a smile each day, as if she is the dawn
awakening my heartbeat and enticing my blood to flow
her voice is like an angel, as she glides toward me
as i feel the softness of her petal arms wrap around me
a quick whisper of I love you, breezes through my ear
and with a grogy smile, I know that I am  loved

Oh my sweet argentine, thou beauty amazes
thine long flowing mane, a blacken hue
caress your cheeks, to sculp perfection
thine has the bluest of eyes, pierce the night
God's creatures halt in a coy stillness
thine walks with ease, each step glides
to me she comes, angelic voice soft
thine whispers, hold me, in trance state
smiling moon as we kiss goodnight

The gap between our fingertips widen
Cool winds whistle warmth discipates
Your set for a new adventure
Without me as your guide
I know now the oldness of me
Has rusted your heart
I understand we both threw stones
Only so much sanding and primer
Can hide all the dents
I see it in your eyes
The color of happiness has faded with time
So go now seek somthing new
When that wears off you can find me
In the vintage section
Painted and shiny looking new

i wonder what shes like in person, not just on a site
so intrigued i am, of every thing she writes
her words come across to me, as a mirror of my life

did I know her in some distant past, only to rekindle feelings felt
did we walk along a meadow,hand and hand, as our hearts melt
as we talk about all our things, of the life we were dealt

and now we converse in cyberspace, with words unafraid
no one to say whats right or wrong, our dues have been paid
a reunion of sorts, for you and I, anonymous all the way

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

come back home my dear
the flowers miss your sweet scent
for they droop in a helpless state

come back home my dear
these wall won't hold a love song
only the ballads of lonliness

come back home my dear
I am lost without you
I even burnt the toast

come back home my dear
come back home my dear
as I lay this wreath upon your grave

We seem to be living in a perpetual state of fear
the talking heads on the **** tube provide that
to us on a daily bases
what ever happen to the trust in humanity
to love and respect one and other
I guess the new millennium faded with y2k
or is our Lord saying tag your it, lets see what you got

watching the ice cream melt downward along the cone
dripping timely on the pavement, making a perfect footprint
like our love, only to evaporate from the setting sun.

this park bench is my solace, a place to argue with myself
but policing myself does me no good
for i am handcuffed to you heart.

in the garden, flowers of red and gold
reminds me of the passion and richness
we once had

perhaps the world turned one too many times
for us to keep up,and through us off course
you are now on the other side and I
I bounced off the clouds, and found myself here
evaporating from the setting sun.



we once

Its the unfiltered truth that drains from my thoughts
   and spews forth from my vocal chords
   test the reactions from whom their for.

  will they understand with thoughtfullness
  or with the venom of the snake.
  it is not a critique, but a mere observation
  an opening for dialogue, to reciprocate in kind.

  let our feelings lie broken  beneath our feet
  lets kick them around a bit, discarding the useless ones
  savoring the strong ones, then let us
  stack them up till they touch our hearts
  and we can beat in time with each other once again

If I had but one original thought to say
guess I'd be, I love you in everyway
but I was chasing the shadows of love today
each one getting longer,in the dusk of day

nightfalls, I am thrown into this abyss
wanting the new, remembering what I miss
all that came before me, seems like a myth
discard them to my empty hearts pit

my memories invade my pathetic senses
as if your that historical artifact, to be found
If I can dig deep, sweep away the timeless dirt
wash it till its anew, display it once again
perhaps, this time, it can withstand another
jouney with me

can I say of the words in the distant past
my Claire,
that sweet, caressing voice of memories last
are the elixirs that warm a sadden heart

talk to exahaustion, collapse into my arms
my Claire,
we sprawl onto the floor, I steal your charms
are the elixirs that warm a sadden heart

our history was built, now ebbing times
my Claire,
has sought us out, to hurry this decline
still your sweet, caressing voice of memories
last
are the elixirs that warm a sadden heart

the moon reports to the sun
as another day awakens from
the mischievous night
It tells of tales of crazed eyes
their faces hiding from sight
the murmur sounds of creatures sighs
of noisy streets, desperate peoples blight
of bright lights, dimming hopes goodbye
of tongues licking the roofs of mouths
tasting the moisture of loves delight
of lovers entangled, secrets kept till the light
of the sleepy quietness of dreams in flight
and those not ready to say, goodnight

Do you know that you are the passion that flows through my veins
a wanting so deep, i feel nothing but your being with me
the warmth of your aura surrounds me with calmness
when you whisper in my ear, i love you, sends me into
a state of mind i've never known

your face is the portrait that hangs on the wall of my heart
every line of your smile tells the history of our life
and your eyes, speak of the future to come.

we were like two ships on the open sea
we drifted into each other's path
the horizon grew bright, the seas calm
my search for life had ended with you

when we came to meet, your eyes met mine
we sailed on the crest of the waves
the sun was warm, our spirits high
and the wind whispered in our ears

but like the winds that change in all directions
we found ourselves on differant courses
and with each turn of the world we'll meet
to share a moment of life

shall I speak to you in the way you want
garnish you with my silly poems
of love and admiration
for the essence of each syllible and rhyme
are truly mine
I am new at this thing, be patient
If my words seem tangled, blame my heart
from being in awe of you to falling somewhere
between like and love
I need to tweak these new feelings
for me to be coherant
but let it be known, it started with
your first hello

funny how I reach for every shadow
as if we were walking side by side
making silly faces in the windows
loving your upturn smile

another sip won't cure anything
numbing myself is fruitless agony

wondering what your doing tonight
pouring over those pictures again?
rearrange them from left to right
remind yourself that was then

another sip won't cure anything
numbing myself is fruitless agony

now you confirm, you were'nt too sure
if your choice was forever
you found out late there was no cure
as you move on for something better
my self pity, this drowning sea
wondering were it went wrong
questioning everything but me
realize its forever, and forever is long

another sip won't cure anything
stop numbing myself would be the beginng

the moon is so bright tonight, it reminds me of your eyes
how you can lite up my darkness, and be my guiding lite
but like the moon you are far away from me, I can't reach you tonite
so I'll just mimic I'ts smile, and wait for the morning light

ten nights have come and gone, and the moon is now a crescent
with evening clouds, the eyebrows, skewing I'ts luminence

remember me when he whispers your name, for I'ts not the same
the walk of shame seems endless, when thers no one else to blame
you can tell me stories, tell me lies, and make your claim
remember me when he whispers you name

these sleepness nights
and lonesome dreams
flashback of memories
calmed by fatigue
its useless to wonder
where you might be
your eyes wide open
wanting to see
your new found wind
glides you away
to a place perhaps
you can finally stay
seems best not to fight
or ponder what might
just want to rid myself
these sleepless nights

I can see that twinkle in your eyes when
I sweep your hair around your ear
yet your gaze is deep and uncertant
wondering what your thinking

your arms wrap around my waist
as mine are wrapped around yours
the space between our faces oh so
dangerously close, oh so tempting

the heat giving off by our bodies
building to unrelenting passion
trying not to submit yet not wanting
to be the first to let go

holding on holding on until the fire
is too much we burn with intensity
just let our bodies melt into one
create a solar flare that travels

at the speed of light and touches
all of our universe and beyond
till i see that twinkle in your eyes
as I sweep the hair around your ear

such a fog of insecurity, lingers in their eyes
the naysayers that tell tales, are of simple minds
they carry the weight of emotional blight
though a grayish hue, devow of sunshine

the jealousy that consumes them, are of their making
they wonder why " I am not a perfect gem"
perhaps the waves of life, did'nt polish them
to their liking
those pity feelings are all around them

so go ahead now, let it bleed out of you
drain those poisonous emotions you feel
the ones that cursed you from being renewed
remember, their the ones who need to be healed

as you look in the mirror, see the reflection
smile at the beauty upon you
let their words be muted, as a deflection
and love yourself in the sunshines hue

summertime and its evening skys
with their colors that flow within my eyes
cool winds blow the night air, clear
perhaps the end is near for us to be together here
your love it seeme has disapeared

the wintertime so cold and still
snow falls silent upon the hill
the nights are lonely, full of emptinees
missing your eyes and that tender kiss
and i know now were i went wrong
the words i sing to, this sadden song
reminds e that your forever gone

springtime comes and the skys are blue
the sun is warm, the land anew
waters flow from the mountain high
i still remember your last goodbye
memories of you i'll always keep
i'll dream of you when i sleep
in hopes to hold you tight when we meet
but maybe it time to rearrange
to fine out its me that has to change

secretly vetting you in my mind, a far  
curiously, thoughts abound, twisted emotions
gazing at your shadow walks, strides long and true
a confident aura prevails

do you notice my peering eyes, feel the sense emitting from me
not wanting to be outed, yet can't halt myself, or turn away

beauty captures the soul, the mind, feelings enfold me, like spring
flowers in the meadow born anew,scents unwavering, colors of life
vetting me in you mind, i hope

the evening sky settles down
the moon's face draws a frown
quiet lights a city cease
the restless town resides in peace

night grows on the fire dims
a soft breeze wrestles a tree's limbs
the old frog sings a timely song
the owl's hoot sings along

a crack of light the sun appears
through the silent dawn the statue stares
people life nature's tunes
will come alive very soon

another day in city life
the time to struggle the time to strife

yes, you are, I proclaim, the love of my life
not the spirits of wondering thoughts
but in the flesh, warm, human touch
oh how I quiver, as your breath tickles my neck
your sturdiness holding the limpness of my body
seeming to know that my strength, tho fleeting
is resurected with just one kiss from you
your whispered words are from a magical land
those images dancing in my head, teasing my eyes
the mixing of colors and glorious sounds are too much
then, as we wrap ourselves around each other
we know our love will never cease

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

how dare you tresspass on my heart
my only crime was to glance at you
as you tip toe through my emotions
peeping into my feelings, i'm held hostage
these ropes that bind me, I tug
and struggle to free myself
but your medusa eyes turn me to stone
so carve me to your liking
make my lines smooth
so I can sip every drop of your love
and a thousand years will not erode
my love for you

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

write me your last love song as i gaze into your eyes
let the melody be slow and flowing, as you sing to me goodbye
the way you hold me, your touch are like notes in a desending scale
and i know ther will be no coda.
perhaps you are bored of this oldie but goodie
for the rhythm of life is always changing
and the need to keep the beat helps you stay young
but just remember if you ever see me again
that i am a classic.

the air in this room hangs
in a thickness of contempt
your lost in a bias of
confused sentiment
let your peering eyes, peek
into the corners of me
prepare for something unseen
I'm not what you perceive
evaluate what's in front of you
naysayers are meant to confuse
they are lonely people
not ready for something new
leave past journeys behind
exit from the tunnel
emerge to the freshness of hope
be amazed at what you find

may the purest of waters, cascade upon you
wash away the impurities you percive to be
take that cloth, dab them away
look in the mirror, admire the soft glow of you

some singular moment, or collection of such
should not impede, or dim that light
let the losers and cowards speak their words
they are fraught with grief, guilt, wrong turns

their pathetic lives needs a scapegoat
your just fresh meat to feast on
like a good servant, you tend to their needs
doing your best to please
then suddenly you found the control switch
and nervously turn it off

a new awakening begins in your *****
you have risen from the depths of despair
turn away, close that door
and breathe the vibrant air

such words, I must admit, have lingered in my mind
these peering eyes, watch closely, not ready to say
but the metamorphosis is yours, a beautiful soul
the worlds a richer place, when you smile upon us

entrenched in this mind set, these daily duties
I saw my own self walking past me, curious
I wanted to catch up to him, ask him were he's going

He look strange to me, somebody with the joy of living
slapping all the ilks of life away, plodding his own path
but surely he must follow the daily routine, I ask myself

then, like every night when I reflect on the days events
when fear and uncertainty may surround me
I know I can enter that stargate, if I'm willing

watching from afar the ruination of it all
born with a mind, yet cater to the aroma
of what to be, follow me, follow me
greed of the guilty, everyones fantasy
being born an original,yet we forget
we are only ourselfs not him or her
nourish your soul to be one with you

as you sculp me to your liking
trim the rough edges smooth
crush the shavings to fine dust
brush them to the corner
to make me perfect, will fill the room

then when this trophy is polished
to the brightest sheen, insert that
magic coin, so I utter the right words
for your reputation you need to uphold

this charade I'll play, my heart is yours
I'll play the fool, in hopes you love me

but too much brightness, can blind
reaching out, confuse the mind
when dullness sets in, erodes the shine
your yawns come frequent, start to pine
for the next subject in your long line

remember this, as you discard me
the vengence is all mine

gentile waves lap against me
tickle my senses with ectasy
hold me till they recede
damp erosion is what they leave
as I whimper come back

shall I leave for higher ground
to that sweet valley abound
craddle me in its hilly arms
listen to the serenade of sound
as I hear her whimper come back

this perpetual dream, that dominates
my every thought, hard to break
just let go, for sanity sake
come back to the my world, and create
as I whimper don't come back

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

Empty hallways, forgotten voices
pictures hang, dusty and off balanced
cobwebs spread from door to mirror
a young rat scurries past the broken floor

His portrait still hangs over the fireplace
a spider runs down his well-shaped nose
each brush stroke is thick and sculptured
dust collects on it as sand dunes

The windows cracked,the night air blows
dead trees peer down at slamming shutters
howling dogs are echos past
his spriits surround the acre

This house, this legend infinte
remembers it's myths fool false illusion
truths and lies untested questions
of how he lived alone from living

you tame me with those azure eyes
your voice cuddles my hurting heart
yet that distant stare is not for me
am I absent from your mind
does my old age erode the memories
of you and I in our youth
for time is constant, relentless ticks
I have been soften, my sturdy roots
weaken, the insects of life slowly feast
just toss me in the compost pile
let the monarch pick up my ashes
deposit me onto a ****** flower
its petals open to the warm sun
and the circle will be complete

as I entered the room she was at the computer
I said hi honey, she double click me
I wanted to upload my info but her site was
down for maintenance
or she changed her password
guess I'll go into the other room
and twitter away

the brook, like time, flows constant
seeming to always move forward
polishing and molding the stones
listening closely, I hear it speak to me

not long ago we walked along i'ts path
a lazy and serene stroll, hand in hand
talking bout our dreams, full of passions
as the sun warmed our sensual hearts

as it carved out i'ts own path, so did you
your flow it seems is constant,without me
you have molded your life beyond us
polishing the stones to your liking

the brook, like time, is constant
seeming to always move forward
but sometimes it gets diverted
and ends up in an empty sea

Now is not the time, my love
to besiege me with your lies
for i still mourn, my love
your ruthless goodbyes

you have awaken the beast in your heart
and you must tame him as you once did me
tread lightly, though, beware of his dark
with this new life you seek

now is not the time, my love
to besiege me with your lies
for i still mourn, my love
your ruthless goodbyes

I asked the lord for one more day
as I watch you in silence, so beautiful
after all its valentines day
the softness of your skin, still tingles me
the sculpture of your face, the lines perfect
this journey I asked you to take with me
has been everthing I envsion it would be
our life together filled with fullness
the laughter and sorrow, together we shared
no second guess, when I asked for your hand
and your eyes said it all, your kiss affirmed
its twilight now, I always thought I'd go first
the lord needs his angels forever on earth
but the special ones, He needs with Him
so one last kiss and I'll send you on your way
just remember, everyday without you
will be my valentines day

I can understand you may not really know what my meanings are on this page
I just try to catch the whirlpool of words and put them into a coherant thought
my thoughts are for no one in particular, only to engage in some imagination
and in the quietness of the night, that imagination could run wild

perhaps they are meant for you, or perhaps of me, or for when you sleep and dream
perhaps they are for the masses thinking my thoughts matter to them
perhaps they are saying what they are afraid to say, not knowing how to
perhaps it's just to clean the mind of a cluttered word mess

when you read them, always read twice, cause a double meaning is always nice
,

oh my dearest Ann, how you gently hold my heart
your tender touch massage my dreams yet told
how dare you kiss me with lips so bold
knowing these feelings for you I gave from the start

I know of a place, where we both can hide
far away from the snears of prying eyes
who's to say what they are thinking, their curious minds
I'ts really their frighting selfs, they need to find

oh, young robin, your daily apperance
I await
upon the rail, singing to the morning sun
and the newness of the day
stretch out your sleepy petals, beautiful rose
absorb the dew, capture the sunlight
as your fragrance lingers, for me and those
who've waited for you, from winter's night
the frozen piles that lay upon the corners
are dusted *****, the purest ****** white
melt away, to the dismay of winters mourners
the fragrance of spring, stimulates the mind
with each solo the robin sings
and each day the sun rises higher, we find
the warmth to start our new beginnings