Friday, December 9, 2016

Quiet Permanence

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Had I accepted the cold breeze
that wind-still summers night
as your touch, the pronouncement of your presence,
verifying the choice flittering in my thoughts,
dismissed as wishful, my wistful nature
casting it as a dream, an impossible dream.

Had I believed, accepted and allowed you in,
dismissed distrust to the wonders my eyes perceived,
to the love all around I'd no longer felt, my part in your life
and my role in their completion,

had I followed my instincts that wind-still summers night
maybe I wouldn’t have disappeared into quiet permanence.

Wednesday, December 7, 2016


    What I would give for
just one more night with you
my Friday favourite,
it’s you I must pursue
you, may I have you?

    I’ll feed you grapes and wine
red Persian under vines
a silver sky of stars
heat trails across your skin
you, may I begin?

    My eyes will tie you down
in satisfaction drown
a gift I give to you
if you me this allow
you, come to me now…

Tuesday, November 22, 2016

The Collection

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You say I affect those around me, you say I make you nervous, anxious.
Nervous. Anxious.
Is why I was medicated and lost my young memories
Is how I was taught to believe my natural instincts to be unacceptable, unreliable
This I accepted without question, chasing numb above feeling
in a haze of escape lasting long after they stopped handing me those little red pills,
but I eventually removed myself from the play, changed the backdrop and the script,
finally listened to the voices in my head…

Tell me, have you felt my eyes burn through you when you’re in my sight,
seeing past what you present, past the lines you’re repeating,
have you felt the air around you ignite, that tingling on your skin?
with an excitement, pleasure, passion you can’t ignore,
I don’t speak many words, but you know the one’s I speak are true,
you know you are safe, accepted as you are before me now,
how you got here……. I have fallen as often as you……

When I feel, I feel deeply, intensely, absorbing my surroundings, you,
you are meant to feel my presence.
Sometimes I disturb you, make you nervous, anxious,
sometimes I sweep you up with my energy, inflame,
sometime I take you high enough for you to see over the horizon,
and sometimes, with me, you can drown…

Thursday, November 17, 2016

The Edge of Silence

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I’m so tired but cannot sleep,
motionless, thoughts float to the surface
disturbing the mirrored reflections
with ripples (of fear?)

I’m so tired, it’s time to sleep,
fall over the edge of silence,
into the absence of light to be
in a place my mind cannot rule.

Sunday, November 13, 2016

I'm your man

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 come with me
take my hand
you will see
come on with me, babe you can
 what will be
it began
you'll agree
see what I see, I’m your man

 I will take you to the place where
we are free to live our dreams and
there’s no sorrow, not a tear, no!
shunned the nightmares you have seen, let’s

 leave behind the poisoned breath of
yesterdays and draw anew our
life the way it’s meant to be, yeah,
come to me and let me love you

 follow me
trust, you can
let it be
your life with me, take my hand
 meant to be
in the sand
air we breathe
I will love you, I’m your man

 Let me show you where I’d take you
I can see dreams in your eyes and
you should let your heart rule you, yes!
leave the whispers in the dark nights

 we could rise beyond the new moon
play on playgrounds we’ve created
we would know which way to go, yeah,
follow me and let me love you

                                  the end

Thursday, November 10, 2016


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It’s time to confront the remains left by yesterday’s frivolity,
at the discarded waste of a ravaged feast.
Songs of cheer still hang, thick in the air,
shattered glass and broken bones, cut into your feet,
red with the wine of regret, broken promises,
indulgences lavishly gratified, without thought or limitation,
revealed, the trickery and deception, obliterating all delusion,
I can breathe in the light of a new dawn.

Tuesday, November 8, 2016

Live in Truth

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Today I’ll draw a picture
of a world as I believe
true in touch as in my mind
filled with joy, yes, there is peace

here I do not feed the rich man
I don’t take his tainted hand
here I shun his poisoned presence
I take back my this here land

come across this moonlit eve
leave behind the webs being weaved
take the gift you have received
live in truth, so may it be.

Monday, November 7, 2016

Flights of Fancy

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Without fear she walks through darkness
shadows dissolve when enveloped by her spirit
the command of a presence
bearing battle marks and scars
for the survival of her soul
for love and many passions, injustice
for those who can’t speak
her light turning fearful creatures
into mischievous beings at play
imaging her intensity
should she walk from the dark into your life……