Works in progress. A journey through the early stages of my 19th book of poetry...

Monday, July 30, 2012


A bell sounds in the darkness
Recalls my faith in you
Footsteps covered, uncovered
In the whitest shapes
And roses of undying hope;

Snap the branches off me
And watch the birds go...
Fly away;
Maybe we can see more than just clouds
As the storm grows near


In a lifetime none of us could ever imagine such grace.
Complete harmony with the world,
It's wars and it's peace...
Reality set in;
Until that time faith will take your hand...
And some indescribable perception
Will see through my eyes
Staring directly in yours...

The only way the old can be renewed.

Requiescat in pace

The Epitaph... word for word.

Sunday, July 29, 2012

Saturday, July 28, 2012

"From The Grave of Someone You Loved Yesterday."

I needed support that I just couldn't handle
I needed love like a drug,
Inside of you... inside of me.

Something within this nature...
Standing directly under the trees
Can you forgive and innocent stranger?
Than blame the ones you loved instead of accepting?

Apples grew and then died right before my very eyes
Within my skeletons hand...
Like some sort of hysterical joke

I felt they were all laughing...

Believing that there couldn't be anything more

Of the mysterious beyond.

Taken for granted

Take it for granted...
You always will.
The "never balance" was surely fading

All was envy
Just like the name on the stone;

I am youthful
I am elder

I am alone...

For Centuries

I've been nearly awake for centuries
As hours have grown...
Days turned into years
Nostalgia born
And mirrored life transcending...
Only revealing half of who we are.

I escaped from my desire, was all...
Never out of my mind entirely;
The frame still holds a perfect image
Now that eyes will sleep without torment...

What does it mean to you to know...
That I have spent the last few years of my life
As a patient to myself?
Through all patients...
Hoping that the next hand to be dealt
Will triumph over all adversities...

Praying that the next path I'll cross
Will be more meaningful...
Because all that I've ever known
Has seemed so misleading....

We'll try to hide our face from the sun
So when we finally open up again
They'll be more than what there ever was...

There was always... something

For us,

Beating hearts;

Alive for centuries...

Transcending life;

Wednesday, July 25, 2012


Simplicity, I know
High strung on, Goodbyes
The silence given back to steal
Sometimes I really want to...
Tell you what I think...
But it's Hellos,
Goodbyes... see you again sometime
My hopeless little friend...

I'm glad to know you.

Depend on me, as I depend on



The world is hanging on by a thread
Which makes life interesting
Waiting for the silence, long hours throughout the day
The storm arrives at nightfall
When I still speak your name

Trying to make scene of it...

Reasons and happy mediums
Wishful thinking.

I learned I could not do without
To overcome the obstacle
Crushing my pride as I sleep.
As we ignore the hope
The love that is no different from us.

Everything from hello
To Goodbye
And all that falls in between.

I'm glad to know you.

Depend on me, as I depend on



Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Breach to Faith

The trains pass on yellow skies
The porch lit summer nights.
It's your demise;

A breach to faith
You never felt void from
Tears are always
Not far from smiles
And your laughter
I remembered
Only in those pauses
Before the sound of
Piano keys...
Sunlight warms me

Awaiting morning to a kiss

All through the air
The wondering bliss

Not far from distraction.

The trains pass on yellow skies
The porch lit summer nights.
It's your demise;

A breach to faith.

Friday, July 20, 2012

"Everything From Me To The Blue"

Burn a candle for me in the dark
I have my faith to fall back on,
Shadowed in the corner
Transparent to your skin
Close inside;
It's not enough for me to worry
Yet I think about it all the time,
Dwelling into the eyes
Like some sort of ocean
From a far...

What is the meaning of this distance?

Everything from me to the blue...

I just wanted elevation
Anything to get closer to you...

Will help be a friend?
Or will she be pushed aside without reason
I feel so close to landscapes once again...

The cool wind will carry me
And I will run across these fields
Until I know what it is I'm running from...

There's no reason to be afraid.
There is no reason...

Soul mates, we try to reach.

Seventh Heaven

"Oh how can I leave you now, your already a part of me." ♥

James Stewart & Simone Simon - Seventh Heaven (1937)

Date: June 29-30, 2012

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Safe Tree.

Had a visit with an old friend
Alone in a room free from computers
All the words that I can't form into sentences
Seem to go a lot farther ignoring the fact that you care
And I seem so heartless...
But that's not the point at all.

I never stopped loving.

All these words, I feel deceived from
Lonely worlds and mixed up plans...
Let me fill you in;
Colours and shapes
Where I scared myself

Off balance to the hatred,
Seem to stomach better
The lamp light shinning;


Not to many things in this life
Have had such an impact...
You were my safe tree,
But there was no airbag...


When those dark clouds came over me.

No, there was nothing.

For Bottles of Rain

Some secrets lie safe under this tree
I lay my head down gently,
Feet up, resting
Encouraging the rain...

Maybe tomorrow;

Another face I will see
When I close my eyes...
An angel in the clouds
Sent to comfort me

To heal myself
Because I cannot


There's this stubborn side of you still left on this earth
That I don't know how much you can avoid;
There are quiet prayers being told in the dark
That we all wish would come to life...

Come to life;

Some secrets lie safe under this grave
Wrote the epitaph myself,
Gave a part of me away
And the final word was loved.

The final word was young.

Almost dying changes nothing
Dying changes everything.

There's this stubborn side of you still left on this earth.

Some secrets lie safe under the tree.


This doesn't have to define you
Keep looking under the surface

For bottles of rain.

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Superficial, Incoherent

Personalities are ugly
The way you've lived this entire time,
The things you've said...
And all you've sacrificed...

What have you ever done for anybody?

The way you've learned to not get hurt
Seems to hurt more, in the end
Like all pain...
People make the same mistakes...
They always have and they always will;
It's so predictable

I have to know, you've never felt this way before...


Shallow, inconsistent
As the drawing thunder near...

Smoke from ashes
Come full circle back into the flames

Like a friend who only sees you when you cry...
Love is lonely
When it's one and only...
You will say what you truly mean.

Love is for people that actually have something to offer...

Well... you don't have anything.

Personalities are ugly

Monday, July 16, 2012


Always inspired but never well;
Different rooms give off different energy
Every time I blink I'm through giving up,
Would never give in even if it meant the best to come,
Sometimes I wish I could just act human...
Or whatever you like most in me...
But then I remember why I'm this way to begin with...

The love that makes us think outside the box...

Buried so small, the world wouldn't know
A voice so gentle with words from the heart...
Fathers strength, mothers warmth
Skin so pale and hair so long...

Won't you remember?
I know our time is through...
Doesn't everyone deserve answer?
Don't ask me what I think of myself?

Everything needs an ending...

And if it does it's just fear in me, for now;
And if it doesn't it just feels this way without...

Would never give in even if it meant the best to come

What do you like most about me?

Always inspired but never well.

Endure my energy.

Friday, July 13, 2012


Wait until
The door opens up...
I will lead you in
Closed inside
The safest place, inseparable.

I will
Forget my troubles here...
I will
Stand on my own two feet again...

I hope you will.


Sometimes I picture my life
Without the most important things...
Just to gain a little perspective
The hardest thought is without a meaning...
The prose are always deceived
The actions never genuine;

And I've noticed more in a day
Then you have in your whole lifetime...

Old actors told more with just their eyes
Than dialog
The things I've been meaning to say all along...
But couldn't find within me...
Won't you please try a little harder?
To read into my expression;

It is not only here for me to see
There's a sad sorry, silence
Point of view...
A guilt that triggers
Solitary walks
Phones turned off
And words not sober

No real connection...
Nothing getting through///



Wait until
The door opens up...
I will lead you in
Closed inside
The safest place,


Thursday, July 12, 2012


I promise you, you could be happy
Standing under the rain...
It makes you feel no other sadness
As happiness is like a dream
It's embrace is letting go...
If only you would...

Rainfall until tomorrow;
I may never see you again...

So much more than just a pretty face, you were.
Your mind, your strength
Won't be forgotten
If ever my forgiveness...
You may leave it all behind you
But I am frozen...
And I think of you so often I can hardly breathe
(Was so in love)
Without a thought of how you could be so

Sunday is days away and I
Wait for Eleven O' Clock
To find me,
Some ritual is how you distract yourself
Dried up roses within the pages of a book
Without a heaven or a hell
There's still a prayer we can cling too
In some old dusty forgotten lost hall
Where the soul heals from suffering

You know you've made your mark.

When silence is all your left with;

I promise you... you could be so happy.
Standing under the rain...