Thursday, December 25, 2008

Into the wind

Stumbling in a fog:
For no matter what
Words you speak
They will be blind.

Blind belief
That one's own corner
Of the world is perfect
Means not having to think
Of what still can be done

That no one dies
No one cries
No one bleeds
No one takes a life for a life

As the world falls
Into financial abyss
And millions upon millions die
For nothing more than greed

Find words that excuse
What history again and again
Has shown to be
The downfall of empires

Let yourself believe
No crime has been committed
That all hands are clean
And the blood-soaked ground
Is an illusion.

For then
You can argue
Into the wind.




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Sunday, December 21, 2008

Saturday, December 20, 2008

Sleep



Why fight sleep?

Battle what will always win?
Struggle to stay awake?

My mind races
Jumps from dream
To the plunging panic:
What will tomorrow bring
Today, did I say the right thing...

I draw the dreams back
And push aside
My fears,
Start wishing
That my dreams
Were somehow real

Why fight sleep -
So I can create
A bright-eyed dream



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Sunday, December 14, 2008

My Apology


Should I ever explain myself to you,
Apologise for being who I am?
No – accept me!
I will not alter who I am
So others will think
I am who they want to know,
Who they perceive me to be.

Yet I am capable of changing:
I can evolve and learn,
Alter my perceptions about life,
But I cannot change overnight.
I cannot be
What everyone thinks I should be.
I must stop
Apologising for being myself!

I am harmful to no one,
I accept that everyone
Will not perceive the world
In the same way I do.
So why should I apologise
For my world view?

I embrace myself
Yet I also accept
There are some parts
Of who I am
Which may scare others.
But how can I know you,
Accept the differences
In our world view,
If I do not embrace the person
That I am closest to?
I owe no one an apology
When all I am being
Is myself.



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Sunday, November 30, 2008

Perfect Love

I see not perfection
Nor a happy ending love
With promises of dreams come true
A gift of the moon and stars

What I see upon your faces
Is the joy of a journey shared
The understanding of each other
As your lives come to pass

In the life that you've shared
Through the calm and the storm
Together time has shaped you
Into the people who you are

And through your lives together
I see a perfect love


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Saturday, November 15, 2008

Mind of mortar



Mind closed; Shut down.

Wall built, mortar & stone.

Sheer thoughts, reasoning known.

Path walked; Don't look back...




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Wednesday, November 05, 2008

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Metadata

Help me discover,
The hidden pieces of Gold:
Map the treasure sought.



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Wednesday, October 01, 2008

Clean Slate

Noting my movements
My thoughts exposed to the world
All then wiped away



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Friday, September 19, 2008

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Walk the line


Walk the line

Between truth and tale
Where the line in the sand
Was washed away
By the ocean of stories told
To help the naïve sleep:
Their dreams filled
With the belief and justification
That any action is acceptable
If you are beyond
Seeing the stains
Upon your hands.

Yet the stains they do see
Are the ones
They paint upon another
And then blame them
For not allowing others
To sleep through life.

Wake up,
Do not justify a closed mind
And act surprised:
It is only your ignorance
Of why
That explains away
The reason
A nightmare was placed
Upon your door.
So many innocents die,
Yet whose life
Is given more worth?



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Tuesday, September 02, 2008

Glimpsed

With the passing day
The light’s shadow peeks inside
Glimpsed through window panes


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Monday, September 01, 2008

Enduring

As the darkness swells all the stars awaken
My fingers stretch towards the day's fading light.
My naked arms, lingering forsaken,
Bare to the growing chill of the night

I dwell amid those I have always known
In an ages-long cycle that comes and goes.
Feeling time pass, I stand still as a stone:
While around my feet the tide of life flows.

Again I have weathered coldness and strife.
Now I stand at the far edge of the dark,
I feel myself spiralling closer to life
As the light composes a longer arc.

Once more my skin sheltered from prying eyes
And my guise swaying amongst paradise.




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Friday, August 15, 2008

Monday, August 04, 2008

Seek to say


Thoughts halted in place
With all that I seek to say
Seeming far removed.


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Sunday, July 27, 2008

The IRR within DR


A woman who worked in a repository
Complained 'twas as fun as a suppository
As content began to grow
A tantrum she did throw
And her job at the repository was history!



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Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Stand Still


Stand still
Breath
Remember
Play
Joy
Innocents

Look closely
In the mirror
Into yourself
Breath
And see

Stand still
Breath
Remember
Play
Joy
Innocents



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Wednesday, June 04, 2008

Monday, May 19, 2008

It is not fair...

It’s not fair:
What am I supposed
To learn from this?
What could I ever
Gain from experiencing
This nightmare
That is now part of my life?

Is this how
I gain wisdom and insight;
An understanding
That makes me
A better person?
Why should I have to accept
That this is a lesson
I ever needed to be taught?

How can I ever possibly
Deal with something
From so far beyond my imagination?
How can I possibly
Have prepared for something
So far outside
Of my existence, my experience;
Of my very reality

Should I have created a plan;
Written down, mapped out,
Visualised all horrors;
And created a sense
Of paranoia and fear?
Just in case life’s lesson
Deals a blow?

When can you know?
How can you protect,
From the monsters
Who do not dwell in the dark;
From monsters
That exist within some hearts?

How could anyone
Ever imagine
That there exist
Those who seek to hurt?
That there are those
Whose actions
Are simply beyond words
Beyond understanding?

Now that this lesson
Has been taught,
How do I gather
The shattered pieces
Of our lives?
How do I move beyond
This numbness,
Away from this fear;
Past my fury and
And my anguished tears?

How can I ever let go
Of the fears that dwell
Within my heart,
Within my soul:
That I should’ve known,
Seen something
That would have let me know?

How is this fair,
How can this be
How could I have been blind
To the pain
That festered
In guilt and in blame

It is not fair,
Not right
That the monster
That walks within the light
Will never know;
Never understand
The destruction
They have wrought.



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Sunday, May 18, 2008

Friday, May 16, 2008

Touch (revised)

Through the cold fingers
That caress my skin,
I see the light appear:
Bringing a gentle touch
Of warmth
Beyond the cold embrace.

I breathe in your touch
As I feel the warmth
Seep into my skin:
As the cold recedes,
I reach out
And take you within.



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Sunday, May 04, 2008

Touch


Through the cold fingers
That caress my skin,
I see the light appear:
Bringing a gentle touch
Of warmth
Beyond the cold embrace.

I breath in your touch
As I watch the light:
With all the colours
Of warmth and of life,
Reach out
And take you within.



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Thursday, April 10, 2008

Dream


To write is to Dream,

To dream is to become more than you are.


**The poem that gave my blog an identity beyond the original URL

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The Still

In the still
There are moments when I believe
Anything can be…
That kind words
Are worth the time
They take to speak.
That good deeds
Are returned in kind.
That understanding brings forth
An open mind
And a compassionate heart.



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Thursday, February 14, 2008

Sense Sanity Slipping...

Smell skulking skinks.
Hear horny hounds.
See slimy slugs.
Touch testy tarantulas.
Taste tainted tuna.
Sense sanity slowly slipping, so screwed...



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