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Heirloom
01/06/05 |
Passed down from generation to generation
a special object of past and future affections
dust covered and worn from times harsh embrace
a glimpse into past lives barely known
like touching some distant soul
the smiles and the tears you must have seen
the laughter of children who have long since passed
history that has been etched upon your veneer
I touch your surface and close my eyes
to imagine all the hands that have brushed against you
a mothers soft caring caress to clean you
a sons and daughters subtle scratches
leaving marks of use and abuse for all to see
a fathers work worn hands to repair you
like a window to another time and place
an heirloom to be passed to me and from me
of lives lived and lives yet to be born
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Spring
01/06/05 |
Leaves and flowers bursting forth
breaking away from winters embrace
hibernating animals stretch and move
in search of food
blades of grass, that will tickle childrens feet,
reach for the sky
farmers arising in the early dawn
anticipating sowing the seeds of a future harvest
the wind blows in a more temperate climate
of springs thaw
rubbing my eyes to the brighter sunlight
as if they were asleep for the winter
I breath in the fresh warm air
casting aside thoughts of snow
and cold fingers and toes
and wander forth into springs new world
come nearer to me my wife and child
hold my hands, dear ones, let us run with the wind
let us swim in the beauty of the here and now
and smile in the face of springs new birth
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Versed
01/18/05 |
Prose to express
an intellectual deference
with emotional cadence
in heart moving dialection
words that dance between
allusion and sentiment
free flowing, like smoke rising
an exercise in essay written
using the abstract doggerel
to make observational compositions
in the midst of a theme
like a whisper on the wind
it flows from the pen
onto paper and into eternity
an anthem to the ages
a ballad for the multitude
written from oblivion
to generate veneration
with its alluring elemental
and sometimes lyrical articulations
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In Concert
01/23/05 |
Singing your heart out
as the sweat drips off your brow
reaching deep within
to cast expressions high above
and all are in elation
as one mind we are feeling
the giddy fuzzies inside
your artistic vision as seen
through the minds eye of one
experienced by the hearts of many
a troubadour of the highest caliber
a serenading prodigy in concert
the excitement ebbs and flows
and then builds into a crescendo
like a feather floating on the wind
like a ship in a violent storm
in a dreamlike state of consciousness
walking on the melodies
drifting through the chords
flying through the solos
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Premonition
02/04/05 |
Second sight into the coming apex
a warning of events yet to unfold
looking behind the shadows that blur
into prophetic mental images
conjuring up events and faces
places that are implicated
in a series of occurrences
yet to take place
these feelings i cannot explain
drain and fade my animal
with cryptic speculations;
the crying faces that melt
a glowing cross floating on air
an old man waving from afar
two horses that become one
a kindred spirit smiling and pointing
these confusing and inspiring images
anticipating interpretation
foretell a future story
yet to be told
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Photo Album
02/15/05
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Photographs of family and friends
places visited are captured
for consideration and contemplation
in future memorial excursions
tears, laughter and goofy smiles
accentuated on photo sensitive surfaces
scenes of life being lived
portraits of loves smiling embrace
a mother softly cuddling a newborn
in silent nocturnal repose
the trees under sunlight on the path
hiking with friends not seen in years
family gatherings on the holidays
smiling over stuffed turkey and wine
children running and playing
mouths open in silent screaming laughter
my heart swells with compassion for those lost
reminiscing of the times spent together
revealed through images of memories
unfolding before me, my camera is ready
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Mysterious
02/22/05 |
Living between the lines
behind the shadows of life
I walk undercover and invisible
I am both baffling and elusive
an enigma of the mysterious
wearing a mask of obscurity
this coordination of secrecy
in concealing my identity
is inexplicably exhilarating
my clandestine destiny
keeps me unknown to all
stealth is my paramour
as i slip in and out undetected
uncompromised and cunning
with an uncanny ability to deceive
it is cryptic and perplexing
if you have met me once
you only have a vague memory
of the mysterious stranger
who was never there
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Prophet
03/08/05 |
Divine inspiration
in visions of the future
overwhelming in the abstract
symbolisms of truth
spiritually transported to
a separate reality
parallel and universal
an epiphany in veracity
the angel speaks to me
to the core of my being
complete elation and understanding
the beauty and the horror
unfolded to my soul
the grand design explained
with supernatural oration
all beings are one
one with the almighty
billions of pieces of the one
as it was prophesied to me
I proclaim it to you - in truth
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Becoming One
03/08/05 |
Was the night before last
you smiled brightly at my boyish jokes
poking fun at your flamboyant nature
nestling close we smiled into each others breath
as the television murmured its incessant chants
but we were unaware and too busy in each other
to care about the small things of everyday
never thought this could happen to me
never thought you would shine your light on my life
and yet there we were in the tickling shadows
fingers dancing in our clasped hands
eyes locked together like never before forever
the future laid out before us as if predetermined
a wonderful destiny for two lovers to embrace
as if the two of us were becoming just one
looking forward to the good times and bad
overcoming any obstacles and growing like a tree
establishing roots and growing taller with promise
our hearts becoming bigger than the moon
filled with the love of sharing ourselves with each other
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Gripping Tighter
03/24/05 |
Here we are
the place where it all ends
it has all built to this zenith
and as i grip your neck
i pause in reflection
upon the circumstances
that have led me down this dead end road
under the frozen moon
your words echoed so cold
a total separation of our union
the curtain closing like a funeral fog
gripping tighter to this mayhem
as the tears well up in my eyes
and the rage overflows my soul
hoping you have made your peace with eternity
because i have fallen into cursed pieces
the dark corner of my soul engulfed in flames
i have shed this morbid skin
with a diabolical absence of remorse
gripping tighter
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