In the vastness of the heavens
Previous lives still flicker

Night fell
The moon picked it up
Dusted it off
And hung it beside the stars

Did the paint
Imagine being the picture
Before
The artist

And through the darkness I see
Light
It's there
I reflect in hope

It's growing with the day
I see it
Through the cloud

The beauty
The dawn

Peace

strength of the imagination defines the risk factor of development
rely on yourself for the future you want
compromise where necessary but always keep sight of your goal
be who you think you are

She Strode The Catwalk

With Poise And Grace

(and a few others who promised not to talk)

Suddenly

Her Hair

Fell Over Her Face

Trip Hazards Are Everywhere

My thoughts are a lost ocean
Seeking passage through winding canyons
Leading back to the source
The source of creation as perceived by the regimented structure of modern life ?
Modern life that views man's achievements as a eureka moment
A life that requires an explanation for all occurrences
I must climb deeper to the peak of this inverted mountain
To a time of wonder
No boundaries
Unprogrammed
It is almost within reach
In this depth lies the truth

D   oes
I     t
R    eally
T    arnish

???

watching the watchers
reverse psychopathy
nothing seen 
sense of duty ?

Heart
          Encompasses
A   R   T
l    e      h
l    m     o
      a        u
      r          g
      k           h
      a             t
      b              s
      l
      e

Information overload
Every
Day
Hard to switch off
So much coming my way
I
Don't
Need
24 hour news
Giving me
21st century blues

the lights die gently in the vacuum of night
with cover of dawn
they are still


Not all You see Is true

Trespassing in the wake of hope
I rise to the challenge of looking for optimism in all aspects of drama
To feel charged is preferable to being drained
What's the worst that could happen apart from the already inevitable

Wall
Glass
Sky
Mind

Awake

For another day
Unless I sleep

Daydream even
Bringing light to my world

For another day

I WILL BE ?
perhaps not
Wait and see

Don't believe however it is told
Listen
Think
Resist
Question the facts
Break the mould
Within lies nothing
But opinion
And
Interpretation
Judge for yourself
Is it true
Or
Perhaps
Retaliation

The complexities
Of life
Are not ours
To suppose
Just take
A day at a time
And see
How
It
Goes

He understands much about nothing
For what is so important to know

With the empty mind
Start the day
No plans
Behold

and Caesar addressed the salad
but Waldorf protested
who is this charlatan
lettuce cast him away
for he is no big cheese anymore

through the morning mist they materialise
silent sentinels
that seem to rise
drawing hope from we who understand
the key of breath
the belief of man
without their presence
where would we be
our greed will **** us
long live the tree

I appear to have misplaced my life
I knew where it was until recently
but now
I can't find it anywhere

I am just a beach
Pounded by the waves
Sand washed away
Different everyday

I am just a beach
Subject of the sea
Never to be free
Lost for.....
Eternity

I am just a beach
Some say the shore
Others
The ocean's *****
No purpose
No more

I prefer the morning tweeters to the cackling of the gulls

Thunder
Rain
No snow

Sometimes it's the only way to make sense of the world

M an
A  ccepts
D ictator

lost for ages
thinking
not thinking
living

Stray thoughts
Drifting on a summer breeze
Feeling like the new dawn
Warming the disease

It's alright
All is well

This is my kinda heat

But it
Is
Really
The start of Hell

far away
                   in my mind
all is well

sheltered from the outside world
dark and chilled
                    far from hell

left alone to create a scene
happy to believe
                    life's still a teen

but late at night
                            when I can't help                   but dream
its a place of nightmares



where my heart
                                                              goes to scream

Here today
Where tomorrow
Who knows
Back to the future
The past will go  
I'm moving on
6.00 AM on the morning tide
Maybe I should just forget my pride
Got a new life  
Don't you know
So
Why
Can't
I
Let you go

reason to fly
empty sky
birds have sunk

Lost to the eternal nothing
Waiting in hope of something
Living for none but....

Hiding from the night
Dreaming in the dark
Nothing is real
Reality is nothing
Life challenges time
Time is our creation
At the end
We are the Earth

bitter sweet garden
delights no more
new earth beckons

deep
desire
damages

Light fades
Deep is the cut
Red illuminates the horizon
The day is finished
Awaiting resurrection

Leaders debate
People stagnate

Feel the pain of being alive

Must I look around
Involving myself in expanding intimacies
Something created from so much
But very little
Pushing me from the importance of the infinite
Rotating without break
Encompass all
No matter
No willing
I must float
Flex
Descend
Cease
If I am here
I must belong

I dip my pen in ******* and write about peace on earth

life is poetry
dreams
challenges
unknown futures ( and presents)
all await the discovery of the creative mind

And cometh the morn
I am awake
not thru choice but the need to live

dreams are formless visions
their reality is imagined
unless you create it

his story      her story        their story

the past       the future       the same

       ?                   ?                       ?

Close eyes

Dream

Nothing

Blink

Slowly

Different view

Shapes

Colours

All in the mind

like a jigsaw
a jumble of pieces
never revealing the full picture until the last
and then ?

Broken bones
Apology attacks
Misplaced love

Too late

For happy
Ever after

walking towards you in the mist
glimpsing peripherally
unsure of why
imagination does exist