The Master

Trap this man, chain him down

Before he takes another round 

His passion now has run awry 

Give him time; someone will cry

He's lost all sense; there's no release 

A one track mind; a senseless beast

He's bottled up and may explode

How long can his patience hold?

Here comes the master with a frown

With just a look, she has him bound 

Inspire

Miracles happen when two hearts conspire

Souls ignite a wildfire

We give these gifts to each other

Poetry, dreams and love 

Poetic words give the heart a say

Dreams will let our passions play

Love will see us through it

Poetry, dreams and love

The fountain of  joy is found deep in the soul

Hearts should never grow old 

Passions give life meaning

Poetry, dreams and love

Keep yourself bound to those who inspire

Stay close to those you admire.

To lose inspiration is to lose ones life

Poetry, dreams and love

Not a Deficit.

Look at all the things to experience!
people to enjoy!
Time and proximity hold me back
 How they hate my excitement
All the time I want to break out 
barricades make me anxious
Peace is for those who submit
the opiate of the masses
They want me to become bland
Give up and be calm
when I try, depression sets in
like an animal in the zoo
Here, become like us
take a drug
Sorry my friend, not today
I'm not giving up
barricades be damned...
                                   

On a Whim

In the whimsical town of pontacaloon

We buy everything with colored balloons. 

Some get away and head to the moon

But we hope they can stay. 

We spend all of our time making whimsical tunes 

Whistle and sing all afternoon

Beautiful songs that make a heart swoon

With smiles on our faces

Our houses are built all over the dunes

We don't have any walls yet we always have room 

Sand is our floor and there's never a broom

So we can bury our toes.

If you're on a whim we're expecting you soon

The ice cream is ready but bring your own spoon

You'll always be happy, there are rules against gloom

In the whimsical town of pontacaloon. 

Constants

Those who conquer Mount Everest

 will never be first

Drink plenty of liquids
but you'll always have thirst

Truth that's discovered
is always profound

You can never lose love
once its found

Passions

Steel and girts 

Made a beautiful form

The destroyer decided

It's old and worn

You could see the designer

In every beam 

Gave heart and soul

For this inanimate thing

The tragedy's not cement and steel

It's in the loss of his passion

Poets and writers 

Know this too well

We read what they wrote

The stories they tell

Each person with struggles 

Though they're  long past

We see ourselves

In the plays they cast

Every closed book is a tragedy

Not for the words but the passion

Deathbed regrets

Loves that weren't  wrought

Despite our successes  

What time could have bought

For rich or for poor 
Ambitions will end  

Leaving to all; our passions

Love Never Fails

Hope is:

The object of our desires

Faith is:

The assurance it is possible

Love is:

When hope is lost

Our actions seem futile

It is what remains

Love never fails 

Listening

Headlight beams travel cross my room. 

Speeding across the wallpaper at night

Who is the person behind this luminence 

Is she on her way home with family dinner?

Is he returning from a long trip out of town?

Unique voyages for each beam of light

Across the wall at night in my room. 

The walls are moving but through time

Who built them and lived between them? 

Old and new homes pass me by as I travel

All containers of dreams and aspirations 

If they could tell their story to me

I'd listen closely to what they have to say

Walking slowly through the town graveyard

Reciting the names and eulogies; it seems important. 

I feel strange standing in so many people's future 

Wish they could give more than an etched stone saying  

A face with a blank expression sitting near me 

Biding time, wanting to reach a destination. 

I hate time biding, so I smile so she does too

There's little time to tell stories while we're making them

But isnt life the only time we have to listen?

Maybe in heaven we can all listen to each other. 

When no one is pressed for time. 

Love is

Love is a passion

Love is a principle

It is sought the most

Is avoided the most 

It brings freedom

But captures us

Love is self-sacrifice

Yet wants to indulge

We do it willingly

But it imposes on us
Is always fair
Sometimes unjust
Brings the most pleasure

Causes the most pain

What is love? 

Let me tell you all about it

Let me know when you figure it out

Reality

We awaken from dreams
Yet reality lives on   

Anything can happen

Till this world is gone

An uncontainable love

The untamable beast 

Hand each other a gift

Forgo passion for peace

A paradox of sorts

No fears or regrets. 

We can smile inside 

If this time's all we get

But love makes its way

There's more to expect

These journeys don't end

It's a truth we accept

Living on Dreams

We live in a world of ambitions 

But goals are never what they seem

They're measured with fame and money

We're happy just living on dreams

Who cares what direction life takes us

If we're living in failure or fame

As long as we're holding each other

We know who's winning the game

The world mocks for not caring

To us it's not a surprise 

Their opinions  really don't  matter

While we're looking in each other's eyes 

Keep your jewels and travel

I'm sure they're beautiful things 

We're content anywhere we're together

As long as we're living on dreams. 

Forever Love

I asked forever love to be convenient 

But it is I who have to conform 

Looked for it with stress worry and fear 

Unending love will only rest.

As I strive to become worthy of it

Lasting love takes me as I am

Eternal love doesnt respond 

To mere mortal efforts 

We can only bow at its feet 

In admiration

And cling to it with passion 

through this fleeting life

Tears

It stung his cheek 

Despite his fears

His guarded heart

Was shedding tears

Her tender heart

Familiar flow

How easily  

It let them go.

When all is quiet

Instead of sleep

It opens up

They gently weep

It's in the songs 

On every note

In what was read

In what was wrote

Broken hearts

It's how they bleed

Because they miss

Because they grieve

Because they hurt

Because they care

Tears will fall

When life's not fair

Chivalry

Chivalry

Can be lonely

The highest love 

puts care above passions

Loyalty

Can bring misery

The highest honor

Puts right above self

Liberty

Has casualties

The highest freedom

Puts peace above life.

Bravery 

will bring injury

The strongest man

Is going to cry. 

Changes

Flowers bloom

And the changing moon

Nothing stays 

But my love for you

Summer breeze 

And the swaying trees

Enduring love

Like the rolling seas

If the wind changes

And it turns the pages

Any storm that rages 

You can count on me. 

Changing plans

And the shifting sand

We're secure 

You just take my hand. 

Gardens die 

And our eyes will cry

Souls will live

Never say goodby 

If the wind changes

And it turns the pages

Any storm that rages 

You can count on me. 

Inner Man

I know a wild man, who crouches deep within 

He's friends with all my passions, they want to hang with him

The stoic man is always right, demanding I obey 

My passions cannot stand him, they can't come out and play. 

I may get drawn to either one

One is safe, the other fun.  

 

Silent Words

I hear you speak

When you're  away

I hear your voice 

When I'm at rest

So I will speak 

If you can hear

And cause a stir 

Inside your chest

The thoughts arrive

From deep within

A burning fire

Till they're expressed 

So I will speak 

What's in my heart

Form the words

That love professed 

My Pen

When no one listens 

My pen always will. 

My paper always hears

I'm Never judged or rejected

As the void is filled with ink

I become immortal

My thoughts written 

Can be seen for centuries

Or tragically stored away

Undiscovered but lasting. 

They are out of my head

The pressure is relieved

Stagnation is depression

The old has got to go. 

A constant flow brings life 

I won't annoy you with chatter

Or become a talking head

But I can listen and wait

To write what's in my heart. 

It is here I am never ignored. 

. 

We Must

We must

take pain 

Be stoic 

Stand firm

We must

Be quiet

Hold back

Be still

We must

Not cry

Avoid anger

Aswage fears

Need to be

A pillar

A Strength 

A rock

But we are flesh.

Far Better

Be careful what you wish for 

Some people say

I sure wasn't ready

When we met that day

My mind could make a dream

But it couldn't make you

Can make believe love

Really come true?

A heart close to perfect

Sure we have faults 

A soul that's like artwork

hidden in a vault. 

Could I imagine better?

Can't stretch that far

On the way from heaven

I caught a shooting star. 

Contrary wind

I tried to sail back

Through contrary winds

As my ship was swept  away

You faded into the horizon 

The picture is withered

But my memory is clear

And I'm desperately hoping

That the wind will change

Now I dream about those eyes

And that soft tender voice

I'd sell my soul for one hour 

But the wind, it keeps blowing

The flag waving in the breeze

Heart in my throat once again

God give me but a glance

Cure this restless soul.

As I dream.... 

Relaxing

While gazing through a windowpane

I watched the children as they played

My life at best seems so mundane

How can I get there?

A man yelled back as he hurried by

Hard work will make a man arrive

Do all you can while you're alive

Start endless effort. 

Then I was told "you are a fool"!

Don't work so hard and go to school

Just throw your money in the pool

And pay the piper

You could get there by being good

Attend the church out in the woods

Do everything they think you should. 

They're never happy. 

It is no use, I said and sighed

I'll put the striving all aside

Enjoy the folks who stop on by

While I take a breather. 

Lame words

What is scenery? 

Light from a hydrogen reaction.

Lunar cycles of the moon 

Indigenous plants and trees

Wind driven water

But as I breath it, words become lame

the sun casts golden shadows

Warming my face

The moon behind me is rising

The flora casts beautiful shadows 

I hear the music of waves on the shore.

A doe sees no danger from a serene man

Have I become one with this or 

has it become one with me?

Who cares? My soul is refreshed and I smile. 

No use for lame words. 

What is love?

Desire and lust

Self sacrifice and pity

An emotional function

Common interests

But as I breathe it, words become lame

My heart becomes warm

My countenance is lifted

Light is cast on this darkened soul

Chatter is replaced with a beautiful sound

As we bask in the serenity
Our hearts become closer

Have we chosen this

or has it engulfed us?

Who cares? We are refreshed and smile

No use for lame words.  

Wanderings

I hitched a ride on butterfly wings

It's nice to get close to a bird as he sings

Leaned over and fell onto a web

Stuck around for a bit since the spiders were fed.

Then I slid down a blue beatle's shell

It slipped and I slid, I laughed then I yelled

Fell Into a hole in a termite mound

I listened and hid as a million teeth ground

But a friendly ant lifted me over his head

With me in his mouth I dont know what he said.

The cricket he chirped then we sailed in the air

Despite our approach, we made a fine pair. 

A furry bee asked if I needed a ride

It tickled my feet, I laughed til I cried. 

This is a true story, at least when I slept

Now when I walk I watch where I step

Wink

Roll over in bed. Feeling of dread

The alarm is at five. Adjusting my eyes

No sign of the sun. Temp is at one

Coffee cup, now I am up. 

Wind in my hair, exhaust in the air

Frost on the glass, warming up fast

Just a small hole, in time it will grow

This blows; Gotta go. 

Heading back home. Pavement of stone

Heat wave began. Where have I been?

Feeding the need. Sowing the seed

Paying the price; so goes life.

Bathroom again. Like a lost friend

Shower and shave. On Into the grave

Old man looks back. Who is this hack?

Wink and smile; young a while.  

Midnight

Wisps of yesterday appear

And settle like the dew

Ghosts of thought haunt 

With no walls to stop them

Absent light, anything goes

Consciousness lost the fight

Desire rules in the shadows.

Forming dreams 

A voice tries to speak from the trees

To turn thoughts proper

The struggle between, 

anxiety and peace

Night life is a slow breeze

Absent the sun and ambitions

No pressing needs

Creative meandering

No questions to pose

Morality hides in the back

A cool settled soul

A body at rest

As thoughts bump in the dark

Do not awaken me

Or disturb the sun

So I can stay a while

Facade

Time has a way of healing wounds.

And It can if you've been cut. 

They claim it will heal emotions.

And it might if you've been hurt.

When tragedies pull us apart.

What can ease the pain.  

But the hope of meeting again. 

So the facade can end. 

Pearl of Great Price

Why do you want that old plot of dirt?

You can never afford what it is worth 

It'll take every cent, a lifetime of pay

Such a large sum to pay for a little earth 

I'll work every day and also the night

Fatigue is my friend tired is my life

If it takes every minute, each second of time 

I'm giving my all; I need no advise

With a lifetime of toil at the smug seller's feet. 

They laughed at my new paradise

But under the ground beside a large tree

A treasure was buried; A pearl of great price 

A soul is housed in a collection of dirt

Who can afford what it's worth? 

He'll give all he has; a life he will pay

Such a large sum to pay for a little earth. 

If it Helps

If it helps your heart

It's a fantasy

If it helps your heart

It's not real

Whatever makes it better

If it helps your heart to heal

Maybe it's a mere obsession

Or we played a dangerous game

I'll be the Villain if you need one.

If it will ease the pain.

I was glad to find you happy

But the you turned into a we

Can such a tie be severed 

When It came from honesty

My heart knows 

It's forever

My heart knows 

It's sincere

I'll lie and say I'm sorry. 

For what I've known for years

Return

It is finally here. 

all is quiet

Just me and mind

The lights are dim

peace 

Help for my heart 

Evening and closure 

Breathing

No more doing

Morning brings pleasure

Beginnings 

A clean dish 

Here's that day again

Work, obey

Return. 

Crime Spree

If love is a crime, arrest me. 

I'll face it like a man

I don't comprehend 

How love can be wrong

If love is wrong then judge me

Go on and scorn

I listened and cared

I'll do it again.

If love needs stopped then try it

Grasp at the wind

Command it to blow

Try if you can. 

Songbirds

A quiet sunrise, a peaceful sound

A Celtic hoard lay on the ground

Before the death their hands will bring

They hear the sound of a songbird sing

Priest and nun, saint and Hun

Will hear the same before the sun

We brave the storm, cross the seas 

All mankind through centuries

Love to hear the songbirds sing

I Wonder

I wonder what she' doing now?

Is her life  mundane?

What could she be feeling now?

Peaceful, without pain?

Maybe she's forgotten now?

It might help her move on

Who knows how we're feeling now?

Our conversation's gone

It may seem like I'm crazy now

I'm  speaking every day

Talking to the ceiling now

Wondering what she'd say. 

More

listening to a death knoll we said goodbye

While memories swirled around us

How we floated in euphoria

But now we float a different way

Sights,sounds and feelings

No passion seems real

Time is supposed to heal it

But it also brings a void 

Please time, hurry! 

I'm waiting, hurting 

Time answered;

I am not just the author of ends

Beginnings are also in my power

All present joy arrives through me

This I can promise

There will be more..

An Empty Chest

All a man is depends on his heart 

Alone it will wither and die

He's got to be free to give it.

Its a fearful thing when he starts

If it's not good enough to receive 

A heart gets bitter and cold

It's better to try than be lonely 

Someone is sure to believe. 

Thats why I've been standing

Holding my heart in my hand

My empty chest comprehending

We're doing the best we can

There's a million ways for a heart to tear

Why even use it at all?

Players will try to deceive it

The pain is too much to bear.

How many times have tears been cried

Regret can kill a man's soul

Still beats a life empty handed 

Living alone with your pride

That's why I've been standing

Holding my heart in my hand

My empty chest comprehending

We're doing the best we can

Wild flowers

Of all the flora to admire

You can't beat weeds and wild flowers. 

A Thistle's beauty's all its own

Never picky bout where they're grown. 

sprinkle, feed? just leave them be

They just show up needlessly

Mountain meadows never sown

Rival any garden grown

Rocks, storms? they will display

Can't knock em down, their beauty stays

My spoiled plants with endless needs

I wish we all could be like weeds.