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Tuesday, March 8, 2011

The steam rises

The steam rises

The steam rises
Sitting in a pool
The steam clouds everyone ones vision
Snow flakes make the night magical
Heavy sticky snow
No wind in the air
An old street light
The source of the only light
A silent disillusionment
Not quite comprehending
Eyes deceptively dreamy and a little tense
Hoping to see a seductive look
From one with stylish elegance
Desiring her to show
Sitting a there amid the ghosts
Taking a fatalistic view
Hoping to hear the voice
Say “there you are,”
And knowing it will not happen this night
The giggles of the three snap me back to reality
Rolling in the snow before jumping back in the pool
Affectionately asking daddy
What are you waiting for?

Monday, March 7, 2011

Stealing memories

Stealing memories

Stealing memories
Makes me smile
Through a heavenly valley
A Garden of Eden
On a flat prairie
The colours so beautiful
It makes your heart bloom
Like a blind man smelling a flower
Reaching down to touch the sun
Jumping up to slam the ground
I don’t understand
Stealing my soul
Nothing to call mine
Took my identity
Cause I am lost with out
Lost all that time
We could have been enjoying
Each other
Breath before it my chest falls in
My last breath
Your name will be
On my lips

Sunday, March 6, 2011

killer Smiles

Killer smiles
A dare
Maybe even a what for
Fingers that cannot stay still
Eyes with an open stare
Makes me nervous
Don’t know what to say
Every move wrong
Every step confused
Looking up to see killer smiles
All teeth and corners turned up
A dare but more likely, what for
A music video could not fake it
The look circumspect
Wondering in a experiment
Feels like an insect
Just before being crushed
Her eyes giggle just then
Looking up from thought
She says hi
All smiles

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Set in stone

Set in stone

Life is an adventure
Nothing is set in stone
Cries of your heart
Screams of your desire
Lost in my head
Why do you ignore me?
Avoiding the chance
Fear of hurting others
Even for a little time
Away from the eyes
That stare me in my face
Thoughts of adventure
But stuck in despair
Lying about in the dark
When will you tell me?
If you have decided
Or wish that I would go away
Disappearing in the mist

Friday, March 4, 2011

Nebulous dream

Nebulous dream

An oasis in a nebulous dream
Obstacles stain a surreal reality
Intriguing looks from across a room
Fabricated and embellished stories follow
Like a golden orange glow of a setting sun
Romantic exaggerations surface from the shadows
Perplexing like a waning moon
A spirit of adventure still rests
Intricate situations cloud an open mind like noxious smoke
It makes me feel apprehensive and strangely remote
A dream in colour looking forward
Black and white looking back
Finding meaning were it is manageable
Apparently I did not comprehend
Like a arrogance impairment
Dedication to an ideal

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Be your every thing

Be your every thing

The beat plays in four four time
The cello joins in
The word comes slowly
A whisper above the beat
Each word pounds from the lips

I want to be your everything
She responds with silence
I want to hold you in my arms
She looks up into his eyes
You take my breath away
She walks away

The base joins in
Then a scream from the guitar
You can feel the beat in your skin
The voice echoes off the walls

I want to be your everything!
The girl walks
Away

In whisper
I want to hold you in my arms
The girl turns around
Making contact across a room
You take my breath away
She takes a step forward

The fear of what is to come, holding both apart
I am just throwing that out there
Do with it, what you wish
She look up into his eyes hoping he is right

The music stops for a second
And it is just his words that can be heard

In a gravely voice
I what to be your everything
Let’s touch the sky
Be there for you
Hold you when you cry
Open your heart and let me in
Don’t let the fear scare you

The beat comes back
With the cello and the base
And guitar joins in as the song ends
And the girl takes a step forward
Before turning away

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Middle of a thunderstorm

Middle of a thunderstorm

Life in a middle of a thunderstorm
Vultures sour
Getting their panoramic view
Expressionless faces groping in the dark
Haunting my dreams as my heart screams
Hammering against my rib cage
Transparent visible people all about
Dissolved voices ceased to let me hear
Walking around in a trance like sleep
Condescending smiles from expressionless faces
Malicious actions
Coming from a hideous spirit
Malignant souls shrouded in the past
Mixed with happiness