many things i will never understand
when we feel as if valleys are forming
where there once was green flat land
mountains and hard stones conforming
many things i will not know
when rivers flow past us at such a speed
which pushes us to follow
that never showed a need
some things i try to learn
how you make the sun dance and sing
and at the end of the day i yearn
for the music only you can bring
something i cant live without
you are like an oxygen supply
and waiting for rain in hopeless drought
just when i think i can fly
and soon this world goes too soon
and it finally collapses all around me
i hear you tell me what you said last june
that made me all i wanted to be
Friday, May 29, 2009
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Sonnet 713
as it begins again, slowly reeling
walking in the misty light of the day
was where i heard the passing of healing
touching my face, rested upon to lay
the unsaid truths that the world is cast on
slowly fading away; too soon to see
or touch or realise that it has been gone
and it was receeding away to be
once again lost in the unreeling mourn
a small ripple from the mess of my mind
that had become softer than the moonlight
which so often appears too hard to find
through a web of silhouettes in the night
and i walked through the never-ending road
of events that seem bigger than my load.
walking in the misty light of the day
was where i heard the passing of healing
touching my face, rested upon to lay
the unsaid truths that the world is cast on
slowly fading away; too soon to see
or touch or realise that it has been gone
and it was receeding away to be
once again lost in the unreeling mourn
a small ripple from the mess of my mind
that had become softer than the moonlight
which so often appears too hard to find
through a web of silhouettes in the night
and i walked through the never-ending road
of events that seem bigger than my load.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Separation Ocean
well, look who's dying now
when you told me everything was
and miles across shoreline
the faultline cracked beneath me
and you told me time will catch up
showing me all around
the blackened illusion of
mid-west skies and my sleepless mondays
but you told me
that love is the greatest illusion
we pretended not to see
well, look who's dying now
when i told you everything was
when i didnt know how to love you anymore
i dont know how to live without you anymore
when you told me everything was
and miles across shoreline
the faultline cracked beneath me
and you told me time will catch up
showing me all around
the blackened illusion of
mid-west skies and my sleepless mondays
but you told me
that love is the greatest illusion
we pretended not to see
well, look who's dying now
when i told you everything was
when i didnt know how to love you anymore
i dont know how to live without you anymore
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Scream
searching for answers
in the most unexpected obvious places
is just what he needs
staying at home to find
a way in the increasingly confusing
images he passed
because she was too familiar
and somehow among the dunes
he had stumbled across her footsteps before
stumbling after something
he tried so hard to hide
leaving the only place he knew
is something that may happen
when she took him for that wild ride
of unexpected fantasy and dreams
that led him nowhere
and now he's trying to find
his way back home
and he's trying to figure out
exactly what she is
and exactly what she means
while she knows exactly what she's doing
in a thistle that is caught in her own lies
in the most unexpected obvious places
is just what he needs
staying at home to find
a way in the increasingly confusing
images he passed
because she was too familiar
and somehow among the dunes
he had stumbled across her footsteps before
stumbling after something
he tried so hard to hide
leaving the only place he knew
is something that may happen
when she took him for that wild ride
of unexpected fantasy and dreams
that led him nowhere
and now he's trying to find
his way back home
and he's trying to figure out
exactly what she is
and exactly what she means
while she knows exactly what she's doing
in a thistle that is caught in her own lies
Monday, May 18, 2009
Lines
centuries fold away, certain like waves
never changing shapes of shorelines; calmness
highlighting days gone by; sung within caves
of elevating thoughts: breathing sweetness.
i'd settle myself before the sunset
to glimpse at the sun i have never seen.
days turn cold, nights unreeling stuck on nets
there was only you; oh where have you been
as i search down vast crevices of cold
looking for even words to replace you
hiding in places where my heart was sold
i never realised what i had to do;
if my words soared as high as the heavens
as night reaches me, sunsets at seven.
never changing shapes of shorelines; calmness
highlighting days gone by; sung within caves
of elevating thoughts: breathing sweetness.
i'd settle myself before the sunset
to glimpse at the sun i have never seen.
days turn cold, nights unreeling stuck on nets
there was only you; oh where have you been
as i search down vast crevices of cold
looking for even words to replace you
hiding in places where my heart was sold
i never realised what i had to do;
if my words soared as high as the heavens
as night reaches me, sunsets at seven.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Hello
i feel.
supposedly happy.
thats how im supposed to feel.
what do i really feel?
i dont know.
because i already know
that sinking iceberg
has just reached the bottom
and i might drown.
im happy supposedly.
or at least i try to be.
sinking and floating and tipping
all at the same time.
There. Are. No. Words. For. This.
supposedly happy.
thats how im supposed to feel.
what do i really feel?
i dont know.
because i already know
that sinking iceberg
has just reached the bottom
and i might drown.
im happy supposedly.
or at least i try to be.
sinking and floating and tipping
all at the same time.
There. Are. No. Words. For. This.
Friday, May 8, 2009
Look Back
months written in
and gone like years flew by
steady with every pulse
that gives way underground
and finds us trapped in oblivion
all the silent stones around us
pleading for signs of dignity
and not to be crushed and buried
though we may not be strong
we are gullible and frail
all around us might give way
any second, to what
we'll never know
from deep under the crystal waters
we still try to make our way through
and while keeping pace with our breathing
i looked down
long edges of clocks
fighting waves of time
and gone like years flew by
steady with every pulse
that gives way underground
and finds us trapped in oblivion
all the silent stones around us
pleading for signs of dignity
and not to be crushed and buried
though we may not be strong
we are gullible and frail
all around us might give way
any second, to what
we'll never know
from deep under the crystal waters
we still try to make our way through
and while keeping pace with our breathing
i looked down
long edges of clocks
fighting waves of time
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Lucid Dreaming
and there was
a ringing in my ear
which of silence
offended the golden bells
in that of disorder
a gentle calm filled my soul
and taken a place
where my crossroads meet
you were everything
i ever imagined
everything i could possibly
have, have it all
and there was
the running made walking
pacing and fast
never pausing, never resting
in that of calmness
somewhere lost in my mind
but there have been
traces of you throughout
you were everything
you are everything
i could possibly need
and i want it all
a ringing in my ear
which of silence
offended the golden bells
in that of disorder
a gentle calm filled my soul
and taken a place
where my crossroads meet
you were everything
i ever imagined
everything i could possibly
have, have it all
and there was
the running made walking
pacing and fast
never pausing, never resting
in that of calmness
somewhere lost in my mind
but there have been
traces of you throughout
you were everything
you are everything
i could possibly need
and i want it all
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