Archive for September, 2013


September 27, 2013

the essence of all worth
is something arbitrary
from a flower to a diamond
from a smile to the truth

such value, like its judge
will age, and change, and wither
till what’s priceless seems a pittance
till the gospels go ignored

then one so precious gift
fallen frivolous distraction
will see flower, will see diamond,
will see all return to dust

her peace of mind

September 22, 2013

sometimes she says
there’s too many words
exchanged when there’s nothing to say…

sometimes she thinks
we ponder too long
and time sweeps the moment away…

sometimes she’s lost
like she’s in a dream
caught wading through fantasies past…

sometimes she looks
as if she’s found love
but questions how long it will last…

sometimes she’s scared
by all that she wants
as much as it might all come true…

but mostly she finds
there’s no peace of mind
till you do what your heart wants you to

a bridge from darkness

September 21, 2013

death takes much
but memories
reside inside a part of me

a vision, full
of sight and sound
of life, of love, no less profound

than secrets shared
between our hearts
whose joys and tears, in equal parts

serves to form
a sacred bond
a bridge from darkness to the dawn


September 1, 2013

it’s better we say what we mean
than say what we think should be said
this life is too brief
to suspend one’s belief
and let some poor fool be misled

in keeping with this need for truth
there’s something i think i should say
regarding your life
and most of the strife
you whine and complain of each day

it’s not that most people are cruel
or seek to find fault with your thought
it’s more that your brain
diseased and insane
has finally started to rot

your cortex for logic is gone
there’s damage to much of your sight
and what you don’t see
just happens to be
the difference between wrong and right

some chemical balance has slipped
erasing your concept of shame
your skill set’s age 3
it’s all tears, and anger, and blame

it seems as if most your friends
have left you or certainly will
there’s some who insist
you’ve now made the list
of people they’re willing to kill

it’s causing a rift between us
my options are sad, but they’re clear
feed you cyanide
commit suicide
or get out and run far from here