in the fading light do i see

all the darkness washing

over me


nothing more do I know

falling face first in the snow





crimson stain spreads about

spring rains will wash it out.





steam arising from the maw
lonely dog licks his paw





in the darkness do i see

blinding light
washing
over me

melancholic manifestations

i sat on a hill
over looking the sea
a brilliant palette of
cherry,orange
blue black
and purple
did i see.

Horses and dragons
dancing past
how long will
the peace and
harmony last.

gentle breezes
wafting by
soaring geese
catch the eye

I sat on a hill
overlooking the sea
rockets and mortars
did i see

peace and harmony
have run away

welcome to
the bright new
day.

apathy

what did it
matter
that you
said you
still cared?
knowing
my soul was
bared
i was
scared
never shared
unprepared

where did
the days
go
craze, daze
full of praise

why was it so
hollow
when the dark
did
follow
what did it matter
now
that
bit is
gone
you
rest in
oblivion
addiction
submission
to the
apathetic nature
of the
topical anesthetic

border

Life on the border
sour smelly
odd stained dirt
gang signs in blood
bamboo stands
mesquite patch
scrub oak
colonias in
bright blue
electric green
homes
junkes
melting into each
other
life on the border

mind dance

Cherry blossoms
Dance by
Golden Eagles
soring high
purple sky
hazel rain
duck nips
at my hips
gentle tugs
lady bugs
call me to
awakening
dragging me
from
my splendid
dreams

aliens

Life on the border
en la frontera
rio bravo
rio grande
dark brown snake
slices through the
heart of a land
giving life
bringing death
rich dark
sod
gentle
nod
Hola Que Tal
Como Estas
Muy Bien
Damn Wets
tobbaco stained
spewing hate
Pobre Senor
Perdon
es mas late
estamos en el
pais
estamos en el
sangre
estamos en la
cultura
estamos en
ustedes
estamos en el
sangre del
pais.perdon.

Fair Stranger

Then comes the flight
of the Elven Princess
over,under
through my
defences
Then comes the flight
of the elven princess
showing her might as
flutterby's and butterfly's
take flight
Flowers she raises
from long deep sleeps
oranges, greens,
yellows and blues
flittering fluttering
as life renews
Then comes the flight
of the elven
princess
life and light
past my defences

blood and guts

Young and bold
eighteen years old
start the car
we're off to war.
Tragic fright
dimmed our sight
clipped our wings
burning metal
sings
doomed our
right
to pleasant
sight
young and bold
eighteen years old.

ashleigh in banbury

moon light
tip toes
cross
milky islands

softly dancing
playfully prancing
off tiny diamonds

can you feel me
gently kiss your ear

can you hear me
softly whisper

that i love you

while you sleep
i trace your
shape
in the
dancing prancing
moon light

do you know
i love you
still
as i linger high
o'er your bed

a moment?

How long is a moment?
Can anyone say?
Is it fixed?
Solid?
Fluid?
Frozen
minute
Or so big
it could hold the entire
Universe without touching the sides?
Can any one say?
What occurs in
A moment in time?
How long is a moment?

compassion

i see her
sitting in a
fog
behind an old
mossy log
deep in thought
hating herself
for what is
wrought
transference
counter-transference
i can see her
feel her
know her
i would hold her
i would be her
if for but a moment
to relieve her pain.

mainstream rejection

mainstream rejection

you see it on their
faces,
flat pancakes

it's written in their
smiles
tight thin lips smug little lines

Eyes do so betray them
down cast
cold and blank

Tis truly sad to see
them hating life
so much

They feel the need to
to uplift themselves
by pushing
you
down
mainstream
rejection.

sex

male, female
boy girl
girl girl
boy boy
boy girl boy
girl boy girl
STOP
what is it?

bio
psycho
social
hot cold
fast slow
soft hard
sticky
gooey
sweet sour
good
bad
sad
grey
sex

Bits

Bits and pieces of lives now lost
the price of love and life the cost
Warmth and joy removed, in their
stead remorse and dread
The path once clear now full of dead

Awash upon the sea of pain
enticed by the constant morphine rain
Tossed and rocked to and fro
ever to be without the sight
I give my soul to endless flight

The end is night the darkness light
no longer to fight in death is might
never ending strife only
lusterless life

Adieu my friends the sweetness ends
the pain withdrawn I sing my song
sweet song of ending
sweet sweet song.

I cried

I cried when the penguins told us we did
not pray hard enough for JFK, yeah we killed
JFK not the gunman on the grassy knoll.

I cried when my Grandfather died.

I cried sitting with a friend on a comfy floor
in front of an empty fireplace. saying our
first goodbyes, knowing we would meet again.

I cried in the middle of a deep wood
sitting with my back against a lob-lolly pine
looking up at the amber sky through
the bottom of a bourbon bottle

I did not cry while i loaded my
357 round by round. i did not cry
when i placed it in my mouth

I cried when i thought of
never seeing my friend again.

I have not cried since
but thanks for showing me
how
should i ever find the need again
i cried

Dawn in the West

Things are changing very fast
The time is near its come at last
Can't change your mind the die is cast

Now you pay for your dance
you know the price you took your chance
the man awaits to settle the score
Payment in full he closes the door

Thing are changing very fast
The time is near its come at last
Can't change your mind the die is cast

The day is dawning to feast with the beast
Turmoil and strife in the east
pain is pleasure, death is life, the children flee
from the new wife

Things are changing very fast
The time is near it's come at last
Can't change your mind the die is cast

The bitch is free, she begins her spree
Newborns blood
spilled to her glee

Eternal night, no more light
Eternal night ,no more light

Things are changing very fast
The time is near it's come at last
Can't change your mind the die is cast

e-mail

when i check my email
looking for a sign from you
it's just another nail
for the lost love connection
but before i jump
gotta say
i can always count on
walmart being there
yahoo makes it too
and always #n%hfd
can't forget spam

so tell me why it is
i never get a letter from
you
must be a character defect on my part
but thanks to walmart I always
have **new mail
i can always count on walmart being there.

tow headed boy

Tow headed child with eyes afire
your smile doth warm the coldest day
your voice so full of glee the birds bow
down
may you grow up straight and tall
may you stand so strong and proud
you will live forever in my cold
sad heart
I will hear your voice when my
ears are deaf
See your smile when my
eyes are blind
feel your breath when i breathe no more

the touch of your hand upon my nose
the warmth of your body upon my chest
the strength oin your arms touch of your lips
as you kiss me good night

you will never know how much I cared
you will never know all that i wanted to share
so grow up strong and grow up fair
for
i love you son
i truly care
11 nov 91

Destiny

The time has come
my son
long awaited much delayed
to sever the chains
bind you

Unsheathe the sword
make your stand
life so fragile
your time
at hand

Swing it hard hear it sing
destoy your lobnds
stand refreshed
cleansed
drink
from the chalice and
begin anew

Strong right hand
wisdom is the left
the time of the
destroyer is
on the land.

life so short to be detered
power is nigh
steal your destiny
stand on high

Raise the sword
hearts afire
feel the might
feel the desire
strike now
strike hard
your time has come
your time is now.

healing in the here and now

writing heals in
the here and now.

It is of highest importance to acknowledge, understand and
put the past into perspective.
If the anchor that is dragging us down
is not redressed then it will continue
to weigh on us in the present and the future.

Examining the past with a critical eye...
understanding the events and removing our
selves from that event.
Forgiving if you would perpetrators
knowing that we have moved on from that time.
knowing that we choose to grow stronger from those events
and then making the supreme effort to move
from this mooring
into our present

we give ourselves the strength
the control
and the purpose to continue...

we get our strength not from the regret, remorse,
and hatred from those events
but from the liberating fact that we are now choosing to exert
control

and move from the past into the present.
yeah ??
are you with me

bottom line we learn from confronting the past....
the writing is reminding you me everyone who truly writes from the heart of how strong the emotions are that we carry with us.
It is if you would
the first step towards healing.