Posted by admin on May 17, 2010
Life as I see it has two possibilities,
Death and Love.
Either you live dead,
Or love for Eternity.
Others disagree,
But for me,
Its Love or Death.
Some say dreams,
Some money,
Some family,
Some nothing.
What is a dream that does not love?
What buys money that doesn’t die?
What is a family if not the epitome of love?
What is death if not the emptiness of nothing?
Eternity is a long time to die.
Life is a long time to love.
For some its here and gone.
For others it just drags along.
For some it goes and stops.
For others it stops and stops.
But however this life moves about,
Whirling and swirling, or straight or short,
You may love all along or die,
As soon as you choose to quit or try.
Posted by admin on May 10, 2010
A kiss. The wish to be near.
Heard from afar it calls you.
A glow, a warmth, the fire clear
Sweeps like steaming mountain dew.
A flower glowing, this kiss so small.
Buds impatiently, uncontrolled,
Now bursts forth a tree so tall.
Whose fruit brings bitterness untold.
Coals. The wish to hide far away.
Heard in your heart, the voice so soft.
The flame that ravished yesterday
Now ashes upon your soul are tossed.
The seeds alone taught you the pain
The flower could bring so swift
The greenery that could have been,
Precious fruit so sweet, ony if…
Posted by admin on May 3, 2010
Softly chants the dew
Of new coming joy.
When lovers renew
Their vows to adore.
When children can play
In their gentle homes.
Parents stop their fray
Their offspring to adore.
When bills are all paid
And pleasure not sought.
Not cars, homes or, games,
But true treasures adored.
Then blows happiness’
Soft breath through our homes.
This eternal bliss
The heavens adore.
Posted by admin on May 13, 2009
There is a burning inside
of me. So unlike the heat
I felt before. It lends no
strength, no courage gives,
to conquer or to win.
Driven, I am mad with fire
almost. But only close.
No power, no force, only
longing to douse the flame.
Posted by admin on March 27, 2009
I sit here and think of you,
think of memories I want to make.
Do you understand that I don’t love just you?
The idea o flife, real life is so great.
I want to go away and be there, find truth,
Anywhere, and live.
There could be glory in the future for us.
Your greatness will make it so.
I can do anything, everything, rise up,
fly even, love and grow, remembering.
or could. If you knew enough
and let me live.
Posted by admin on February 20, 2009
Golden Summer afternoon
to come and stay beside
you now.
To think, not sing, though there’s a song
in my heart.
Quiet, graceful, then
Bursting out in playful games.
The thought of a friendship that
perhaps
could never be. If only you didn’t
talk
back with me.
