Saturday, February 28, 2009

[tba]

When you return from Saturn's rings
You will find I am completely changed
When you should have kept an eye on me
You ran far out of range
And now you come to look at me
To seek the parts you liked
Are worn by a stranger staring through
You skip her line of sight

You miss the way she smiled at you
For want of one glance back
The way she saw through all your faults
Yet left your pride intact
Though she would creep inside your heart
You did not want to see
You did not want to feel the comfort I
Gave out to you for free

And to this day if you simply asked
I would reverse time willingly
Still, through your search you should have known
To have kept an eye on me

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Trust

I realise the truths
They blare at me
From trumpets notes
They stare at me
And joke how long it's been
Tote hopes my child my dreams

I gave my trust
How dared of me
From heart and soul
The shared of me
I have just one regret
Not loss, mistakes, nor death

I let the ones
Who take away
Take more than what
They want to take
I let them shake my trust
Caused truth-spun mail to rust

Wednesday, February 04, 2009

Hints Of Yellow, Hints of Pink

Darkness lifts to reveal a scene
... Of yellow, blue and white
Trailing before the birds that follow
... For days, months, years, in flight
Now and then they may spare a glance
... At our fly-, swim-, roll-ing machines
Within the paths of our little heads:
... Dots flat on narrow streets

You are staring up above,
... While others walk on by
You are building spaceships with
... Exploring on your mind
They cling beside and note to you,
... The density of the pavement
You hear the words, they show to you
... The lightness of the sky

I walk the lines beneath their faces,
... Flaked ochres, browns and whites
Find hints of pink that want flourish to
... Compose music, family, love
And one more step finds hidden pasts,
... Societies and possible futures
Still continue into their very heart,
... Each beat, spray, skip and flutter

I know whatever greener offer,
... Mine is your humble abode
And though they try to turn me around,
... You stand by my side, raise my courage aloud
Oh, when doubts soar high and energies dry,
... I look to you and try
The past is shaped and we live within it,
... But the future begs for us to win it