Every man nurtures the future of innocence,
Fathered in the womb of his own intent.
THE EIGHTH DAY
Tired of spinning galaxies
Responsive to his beck & call,
He's now acquired the power to see
The monsters on his bedroom wall.
Responsive to his beck & call,
He's now acquired the power to see
The monsters on his bedroom wall.
STRANGER
A thousand new horizons
Nestle, gleaming in between
The distant sky and ocean
Of someone else's dream,
Where flinted sparks of sunlight
Dance a tip-toe 'cross the floor,
And faintly breathes the swell that sighs
Upon their farthest shore.
UNDEFINED
All that's dear & clear outlined,
A dark mascara comes to mind,
Perhaps are scraps just left behind,
Upon a table for the blind.
A dark mascara comes to mind,
Perhaps are scraps just left behind,
Upon a table for the blind.
THE LIE
Easily I am deceived,
And prone to misconception,
For that alone which is perceived
By me, is but perception.
HUMAN - NATURE
At the merest hint, we tremble,
As whispering nature,
In mute humility so restrained,
Ignores that beauty we adore,
And cloaked beneath a decorous grace,
Our awe is thus by her contained,
Designed and distant from our days,
Touching her face, but in human ways,
Politely and discretely,
Comforted from harm,
Heads buried in delicate sensibility,
Reading the absurd, appreciative word,
Held at the length of protective arm,
Spelled on the tip of tepid tongue,
Smothered with gentility,
Concealed, entombed in darkened rooms,
Cowering from recognition,
Inside this margin of skin and womb,
Sprawls indeed, the same wilderness,
Within our heart moves a restless stampede,
Her blooded hooves thundering in our veins,
Those beams of sharp, unreasonable sunlight
Gleam brightly from our eye,
Vast, mindless oceans of power,
Surge and crash upon our shore,
And her careless hurricanes of death,
Inspire our unbridled season for more.
As whispering nature,
In mute humility so restrained,
Ignores that beauty we adore,
And cloaked beneath a decorous grace,
Our awe is thus by her contained,
Designed and distant from our days,
Touching her face, but in human ways,
Politely and discretely,
Comforted from harm,
Heads buried in delicate sensibility,
Reading the absurd, appreciative word,
Held at the length of protective arm,
Spelled on the tip of tepid tongue,
Smothered with gentility,
Concealed, entombed in darkened rooms,
Cowering from recognition,
Inside this margin of skin and womb,
Sprawls indeed, the same wilderness,
Within our heart moves a restless stampede,
Her blooded hooves thundering in our veins,
Those beams of sharp, unreasonable sunlight
Gleam brightly from our eye,
Vast, mindless oceans of power,
Surge and crash upon our shore,
And her careless hurricanes of death,
Inspire our unbridled season for more.
PASSWORD
There is no vault strong enough,
To render our secrets impotent,
No matter what we may believe.
They shimmer with all the colours of a rainbow,
Something the tongue can never achieve.
STAIRWAY
Footprints
On an invisible stair,
Rising to
We know not where,
Conclusions
Written in the air,
Thinking they
Will take us there.
On an invisible stair,
Rising to
We know not where,
Conclusions
Written in the air,
Thinking they
Will take us there.
SMILE
Our secret,
Safe for eternity,
Beguiling
With a familiar smile,
Amusing itself,
With strawmen
And windmills.
INTENT
The sky knows every secret
Breathed by every soul
And paints them from a rainbow
Upon this earthen bowl.
Breathed by every soul
And paints them from a rainbow
Upon this earthen bowl.
INDEED
Many shades of silence
Enrich us in our dreams,
Enclosed within an echoing
Of colour never seen,
A liquid flesh and naked will
Fulfill the need, it seems,
To laugh and cry,
Dance or fly,
As liberty supreme.
WISH
My heart is a wish
In the palm of my hand,
Stained,
With pain and sorrow
Slipping through
Like grains of sand,
Dreaming of tomorrow,