Morning sun
Peaks through
The auburn leaves
Of the red maple
To draw the eye
Away from morning news

Trouble oozes from the page
Words written in anxiety font

Attend to the beauty
Of the leaves
Instead of the letter

What problem
Has your fret solved?

Reject agitation
Select splender
Resting before you
in nature

From different times of splender our hearts go out to thee ,
in troubled times when the crow returns to it's stag to pluck and proon  ,  and the mornings dew has cast it's spell ,
as if the shades of the berries in the forest have now  all gone ,
and the grave was never entered ,
the church was never built .

How then if when  the gates were never
shut .
not crushed to death by hungry crowds.
and Tom   to dock yards went so he
could buy some bread ,
to feed his wife and child .
The love they felt when they were fed
on this Christmas morning.
As children played
or begged ,
or stole to feed their swollen bellies ,
in slum streets this day ,
a feast didst lay afore them .
Lamb roasted on a spit ,
Tom's door was now flung open ,
No more hunger ,
No more shackles of rent man ,
poor house years ,
then ****** tears shivering in dark infested boxes .
Yet to this day a child was born  into
this poverty ,
to save ,
amidst wise men and donkey.

Then a crow with eager eye picked a snake did wrestle ,
took it away ,
it's beak it's prey ,
rose  to catch the dawn .

For a bud was formed  
not in autumn  
not on June  ,
did it blossom  
but out of hardship did it lay ,
out of a forgotten tommrow .

Pass of the hand on the cheek ever so slightly
A hand carressing petals blossomed from a rose

Gentle breath, warm and calloused, trembles the knape
The dessert wind whispering a tune of truth to the back of your mind

Sentual scent that enhance the taste of the good life
The aroma of an outstanding experience that hits the nerves like fire

With only a glance, captivated, by the idol that we behold
Unique splender, almost hypnotize, like a startled deer on the highway

Women are all such beautiful creatures
Transfixing us with their sensual features
Beautifully crafted for the eyes of man
We are hynotised by the wiles of a woman

We love the way that you wiggle
Especially that ****, adorable jiggle
And that way you know how to tease
Every man becomes weak at the knees

A lady bewitches us at her own leisure
We become slaves to her very pleasure
For what would we ever do without her
Our species could not go any further

Seeing her in her splender, we rejoice
We respond to the sound of her voice
And with that kiss she will give
It gives us that reason to live

So for women everywhere, we celebrate
For to us very men, you are our fate
We crave to feel your own loving touch
That is why we love you so very much

My sports car’s bumper is redder than your pale lips,
And it’s Parrelies blacker than your silver flecked hair.
The TSW mags are genuine chrome, not only the lightly rooted tips,
And the smooth, glossy bonnet not wrinkled like your dial from care.

The seats are a plush tan, not a stark, unsightly white like you,
And the V12’s rev is an unmistakeable sound.
The speedometer reads 360, if ever beaten, only by a few,
And when I’m done it resides in splender, and not six foot underground.

The shatterproof windshield is clearer than your misty grey eyes,
And its model number reads 2004, not a dozen and three score more.
The Ferrari I own is the best that money buys,
And it makes me proud to say, “It’s mine!”, not a nuisance for 40years I’ve bore.

Now when Top Car says Ferrari 2005 I’ll need another,
But my love for you is timeless and can be filled by none other!

Immaculate light
rays of white
alabaster glow
luminous sparks
spread across the lonely sky
spirits aflame
with innocence
and wonder

my universe
revolves
around
the stars in your eyes
how they flicker and shine
and light my lonely sky
let me indulge
and bask in the splender
of your interstellar passion
love is atomic
explosive
a product of ancient stardust
and lust

I'm so sick of time passing by. Tired of it leaving me behind. Looking out the window. Watching summer turn to winter. Looking at my wife look theirs a grey hair. Waving it off what's the bother to late to care. I'm just a simple man with good intentions. Another farmer that has been a father. I'm keep getting older as my young keep growing. All my children are anxious for a license. I just to tale a little breather when these times have hit my family. This turn of earth just keeps on changing. I know this is how it goes.

Chorus I didn't sketch this out I didn't create it. Just lucky enough to have it be given. From carnival rides to baseball diamonds. The preachers sermon. To the New York mountains. And all the rest I haven't forgotten. All the little that tells me I exist. I've known them the best.

I just want to remember everything as it was. But I guess the world has different plans for us. Each day i get older as the children keep growing. I think back about when I wasmy childrenjust in different shoes. Thanking God about what's come true.Then i pray for the youth of this nation cause I know that there ain't no future without them to.Asking God in the night if hes *** to answer my requests. Every turn i make on my knees he answers with a politeyes.I know hes listening. When i whisper.

Chorus I didn't sketch this out I didn't create it. Just lucky enough to have it be given. Yes along grace had had it priviliges. From carnival rides to baseball diamonds. The preachers sermon. To the New York mountains. And all the rest I haven't forgotten. All the little that tells me I exist. I've known them the best.

I'm thankful That the USA belongs to you and me. I love to live this life. In America Been born to love. With my brothers and sisters standing by. All the family members that are still alive. Thankful that they stand for my support.

ChorusI didn't sketch this out I didn't create it. Just lucky enough to have it be given. From carnival rides to baseball diamonds. The preachers sermon. To the New York mountains. And the rest man if havent forgotten. All the little blessingsthat tells me I exist. I've known them the best.

Tried to make itbig thought I could play by the books. Now I look back and laugh at it now. I guess Gods got a way of showing his grace. I've got my past and I've hadmy hauntings. But at least I know I've also been forgiven. Man I love my wifes eyes. Like the blue sunrise. Man I love this life. Been livin on love all along.

Chorus I didn't sketch this out I didn't create it. Just lucky enough to have it be given. From carnival rides to baseball diamonds.To the preachers sermon andthe New York mountains.Much more memories I haven't forgotten.The beatifulness and walking on the beach. This little thingstell me that ive had full life. And im lovin it. My family of faith that i have raised I've known them the best.

Oh And when I'm feeble and old and my bones can't hold.Wont even know who brought the bed below thatis soft on my head. God taps on my shoulder and tells me it's over. I just got to walk through the gates of splender. A place known as heaven. With My last breathes Ill tell him gladly, I have loved this life. Been livin to love everyone.

She follows the sun as it rises
in the morning sky
her hair blowing through the winds
caressing her skin and down her
body to her feet
as they run in the sand

sweating and panting she staggers and
falls into soft tender arms and is laid down
and kissed until she is breathless still

the smell of wildflowers is all around her as
she looks above her to see the sparkling sun
and sees not what is caressing her
melting her into a stupor

blinking she tries hard to see and feel what
has her captured and swollowing her
so deeply into a sensual fantasy while she hears
the sounds of water and the smell of those wildflowers

she must remember this place so that she may come
back to this land and swelter in it's glory
with the sky beaming down on her warming her

That's it,it's the sun that has warmed me and left me
to dwell in it's splender and joy.
Underneath the morning sun, those wildflowers
will never fly from my senses.

I lie awake in the darkness, in the still, with warm and dreamy ponder
I see her in my thoughts with every breath I take
Softly, pure, and without prejudice or tainted heart
I feel her touch graze me all around, wafting quickly like a warm summer breeze
I want her, I do so need her, I desire and fantasize of her
Of she, of loving her beauty and splender
Her thoughts of me are of love and understanding
I feel her, I am breathing her now
Like a wonderful perfume that takes my breath and lingers for a while
I will continue to breath, for she is there
And nothing else matters

The silence sets in
After a day of nerves and preparation
After the trip filled with loud music and shaky voices
The silence sets in
After the sweat turns clothes damp
After the dressed become harnesses of body and mind
The desirous chills die down and strong ones come to play
This is before the silence really sets in
After the short seperation creating burning sparks in the night air
This naughty lust breaks upon arrival, reunion is sweet never bitter
Nausea unyielding, the silence has begun
Voices rise and fall
Raw conversation leaves an awkward aftertaste
A solem realization that a good time is being had
Over at the eleventh hour, progress slow but promising
The point of contact is the center of the world, like a shared halo glowing insanely
Nausea is, as it always had been, pride and confidence and splender
Lasting until the silence, permeated with uncertainty and starving passion, sets in again

The glorious splender
of the benevolent sunshine
cascaded downward
in a carcofony of magnificent rays
majestically defending the warmth
against the cold stark
supercalifragilisticexpialidocousness
of the defiant fading day

You mean

It's hot out

Right?
What the ****?

At midnight
The moon is just
At the horizon
As if touching nagara falls
A goth girl watches
This splender.

This strong character ingrained by the fierce experiences she's faced
gives her the ability to hold unimaginable grace.

A woman whos heart is so precious so deep
Harmonies the tunes that makes a grown man weep

Her style of pragmatism so stylish and sleek
solving lifes riddles in a flash of a heartbeat.

She carries an attitude of splender and glow
A rare treaure that the world ought to know.

Like an elegant butterfly she travels light
with the fortitude of a warrior endowed with  might

Who is is this lady I care to speak of?
A woman of my heart the one I dream of.

BY Some Miracle
Of Fate, It Was Won
Never
About Peace
It Was Always About Space
A New Home
In ......
Safe From the Breeding

My Smile For Him
Pure Light Now
A Man Who  Lived
Infinity
More Than a God
He Was My God

His Name Came Made of Song
Desire His Gift
For A Woman
Wealth UnMatchable

He Won
Without Even Playing

Confidence' Laughing Delight
His Love Of Focused Desire
Freedom For All the Earth
So Great was The Dowry

She Was Happy
For His Joy Was Everything
His Smile
Was The Smile Of Her
Own Heart

Pure Light
Radiant Beauty In Her Splender
Finally Finding Her Way Home
To Be

No StarThis
Pure Light Rather
Goodness
Powers Kneeling Grace
And He Loved Her So
He Gave of His Own Life
Both Light and Dark Eternal
One Being Space
The Other Being Love


He Stood Above All the Others

He Was The One
Remember

Overcommitted to this life that we’re livin’,
got no choice but we’ve got a voice and we use it,
See in the Book of Life every life has it’s sentence,
to communicate the truth that we move with,

hats of to The Inventor,
I’m doing time paying mind paying dues and doing fine,
lost in the Splender,
of this Life that for now is mine,

and yours,
and sure,
blurs,
from the lines for sure,
or rather,
the lines blur oh sir,
please there’s no need to be so formal,
as ease as you were,

no cure,
no prevention,
no honor,
no mentions,
okay some honor,
some honest intentions,

but not always honest intentions,
what’s worse the user or the invention,
the consumer or the corporation,
personal or business relations?

The plot thickens,
the ***’s steamin;,
let’s eat let’s break bread,
please pass a fork a knife and a napkin,

what’s happin’,
we’re all on the boat but there’s no captain,
it’s madness I can’t even speak about it out loud,
so I write it down even when I won’t admit it happened,

hear no evil see no evil don’t even make eye contact,
it’s like they’re all on drugs it’s both cliche and ironic,
and the irony is all these things that were once free,
cost as the debt from the profit continues rising,

“Excuse me Sir,
but how do you expect to pay for this Karma?
Credit or cash,
because nobody pays with checks anymore.”,

or checks anymore,

or pays attention,
can’t say the world has always been honest to us,
but I can say that we’ve always had honest intentions,
and honesty it’s always been an honor to be us,

in all our committed excellence,
it’s an amazing balance to be both involved and unattached,
a labor of love an adventure a sense,
it’s being an an incredible team of strangers and you’re up to bat,

overcommitted to this life that we’re livin’,
got no choice but we’ve got a voice and we use it,
See in the Book of Life every life has it’s sentence,
to communicate the truth that we move with…

∆ LaLux ∆

SF
2019

Manufactured
Time Change

No Paradigm
By Nature Called
Rather
One Turned
By the Force of
A million Soul Slaves
Upon
The Wheel of Time
Sweet Reckoning
For. A Story of Illusion
Soon to Be Forgotten

IShee Rules Now
Heavens Splender
It is From Her Starlit
Gown
That Once
Answering Purgatory
Fades Away

Let me spread my wings one more time, take me to my time when i roamed with the gods. my youth wasted in all its splender of my rebellious ways...yes i hear your wisper in this howlling cold wind as i spread my wings for the last time....im ready to come home !

There is a place like home
Far way from this land of mine
A place so distant yet close to my heart
It's a place of beauty where I  long  to be
With everything that's full of splender within the delights of  His existence
Yes it is place only  for those that seek after Him
Indeed there is a place like home
Far away from this land of mine were the saints live forever.

i love it when the snow falls christmas on the way
covering the ground on a christmas day
with its christmas feeling that it gives to me
covering the trees falling gently as can be

warms my heart inside gives my soul a glow
as i watch the children playing in the snow
lots of smiling faces filled with christmas glee
brings back all my  childhood how it used to be.

there in all its splender pure and so white
lighting up the ground on a christmas night
with the world at rest and peace is all around
quiet as can be like the snow that hits the ground

I touched your hand and something stirred inside me,
I touched your hand again, and life flashed before my eyes
I touched your hand, then I held your hand so softly,
I touched your hand and I looked into your eyes
Your fingers long with shiny splender,
Held manaquinicully still
With an electrifying auro that
sparkles enchantment,
Coveting your secrets of thrill
Sheltered by innocence
Protected with fear
With love they open at will
I touched your hand in a dream last night
When I woke you were suddenly gone
I touched your hand and you disappeared like magic
The inevitable end to my song

I remember .......    .........
Mmm....... Uh ehhmnm

Uhhm ....... Yah ... Sorry....
Ok .....
I ~~~~~r~e~mmember
As crisp and crystal clear
That stary night .........
~long splender spikes  gathering
In my vision jiggling until
All I could see was white......
I felt my soul bruise
Leaning forward
Crinkled my forehead, causing the tears to drip in dollops .
Exhaled ......
Till my lungs flattened and stuck....
The news ......... ~~~~mmmm~
The conductor is retiring .......
As I raced to her side I could hear all instruments quietly  tuning ,
Clamoring,,,,,, laughter
As distant memories came to view.. I could not convincer her to stay with me.......
The tempo of time speeding up
Fighting for words to say    ...
Notes getting louder .......
Emotions boiling ....... Memories annn
And everything   bearing.
Down on me and ......
The crushing crescendo.......
The conductor
My Mother my ....
My world ......
My life
On new years eve      ...
Died in my arms......