The Cost

A slave to love playing Russian roulette with misery

A list of the usual suspects all made up and going nowhere 

finding a dead end road at the end of every tunnel

I ran past the gates of reason

the smile upon my face became the lie .

Dancing the dance eternal 

we manufactured pleasure 

we manufactured pain

wrapped it in a pretty package 

and sold it at great cost 

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Tomorrows Desires

Love came trampling through my shadows
wearing a suit, blue eyes ,and a smile
To listen I could sit all night.
Sleeping softly,arms enfolding
restoring happiness forgotten
There is grace in moonlight
What had been given
became the seeds of tomorrows desires 


  

Father

For his love I would do anything

Reading words on pages written in his hand

Becoming empty substitutes .

Without his hand to hold mine

I would lie awake and wonder

However far away 

Is he thinking of me?

Through his blood I am an artist

Memories of generations

 flowing through my veins .

Through his hands I am a writer 

the words flowing freely

upon the page.

Through his voice I am a singer

reaching out to the hearts of many

With his love

 too deep and wide to contain

I could do anything.

New Blogging

The poetry I have been sharing with you in this blog is mostly comprised of past inspirations from life experiences with a little bit of fantasy thrown in for good measure. I want to create a new sort of blog more current with poetry,photos,music I enjoy,etc.... Please feel free to join me.I will post the address soon.
Thank you for sharing my experiences via the blog world
  

The Constant Heart

I love you with a constant heart 
Never questioning how or why
I was reborn within those glowing moments
Your haloed head bending down towards mine
You held me gently as a child
Sharing both our pain and pleasure 
We wandered the path of each others hopes and dreams
Where did we go wrong 
My steadfast protector?
Time has been our enemy
Together we struggled 
Sometimes coming up for air 
You went spelunking through my shadow
Finding me lacking
This cave is dark and empty.

Degrees Of Separation

So many people seeking connection,
reaching out for validation.
How did it come to this?
These are all degrees of separation.
When will they notice? When will they see?
Separation is an illusion.
They need to be free.

Open your heart
Open your mind
Its time to let go
and illuminate the blind

You are looking for answers

through words on a page

Seeking resolution

Instead you find rage

When will you notice?

When will you see?

Separation is an illusion 

Open your heart and be free.

 

Creation

I have begun work on a new blog showcasing my art works.

I hope to include my digital photography, fairy doll sculptures,collage work, acrylic paintings, prisma color pencil drawings , and other creative efforts. I hope they will inspire you as much as they have me!

Knots

Twisting and turning I have tied myself in knots
So many mistakes cannot be undone. 
Every time I see you there 
My heart still skips a beat 
I feel it rising up to my mouth 
Still beating 
My foolish words 
struggling like flightless birds
trying hard to reach you
My mouth opens
My heart falls
Will you still catch it
Or will you walk away?

      I always thought we would be so good together........

       
        

Behold

Feeling In Translation

I feel the Earth beneath my feet,

feeding me memories ,

teaching me to speak.

So many words

with too many meanings.

I am lost in translation,

 My mouth opens,

sounds become songs

when I feel alone

I return to the Earth 

and in the music 

we become one.

Let Go

Spirit having no language ,

Barriers or boundaries 

Flows limitless and without question. 

Self-imposed barriers only serve to separate,

keeping us locked away from each other.  

Experiences have pulled us apart 

driven upon the rocks of reason

Our journey is far from ending

Let go and live again. 

More from the Insomniac

In remembrance of pain, I am sometimes sucked backwards into the great divide.

  Sensory triggers feeling phantom spasms where there used to be fingers.

Fingers with memories .

Having sought solace 

I am left wondering

Is this separation real or imaginary ?

Insomniac Bliss

Knowledge without understanding 

   She saw him before he saw her

For a moment the noisy crowd disappeared 

  Expecting nothing she was pleasantly surprised  

As their bodies met and melted together

 They realized how insignificant words could be

Smile !

 

Goals

Today I am making it a goal that I will be attempting a blog entry every day . It could be a new poem
or just ramblings . whatever I post, I hope you enjoy it!

Drifting

Drifting senselessly across the sea of time, following my own shadow without a sound.
The storm always on the horizon, I was always too blind  to see.
You stood before me offering a hand .
 Unfeeling I turned looking for the hand I couldn't reach.
 Hear no evil. Speak no evil , See no evil ......
     You promised everything.
      I offered nothing .
You won't see me  .
You won't hear me.
You can't talk to me.
The storm is between us
And the waves are just too high to cross.

Floating

Floating senselessly across the sea of time. I was just a stranger chasing my own shadow.
Drifting in the wrong direction
.What felt like so much then can mean so much more now that it is gone.