Love by the sea

I was terrified of my love
Scared it would never go away,
afraid it would start to decay

so

I set my love adrift,
on a raft flimsily built,
and I don't know if it'll survive
the roughness of the tides

New beginnings

And you know there's no point
in recriminations
and justifications

and

obsessing over
the ramifications,
and pontificating
over the sad truth of it all
The past dwells in the past
(and there it should remain)

This is for you.

I sent out a whisper to Creation today
Told it what I finally knew;
it's always been you

Shatter my soul
into a million pieces,
more skilled in your craft than a glass blower
you breathe me back together,
inhale me in

Pixie dust

Even if I dream my life away

will you still hold a corner in the centre of the universe for me?

Or will the stars slip out of its proximity

crashing down,

leaving trails of pixie dust flying around

Circles in the sand

Silence reverberates,
fills in the empty spaces 
that lie between your heart and mine

How Do You Like Them Apples

I'm going to take my pirates hat
and sail off into the wild, wild sea


Take off into the sunset
without saying goodbye,
No longer will you be
the apple of my eye.

From Peace to Pieces

War destroys, 
disintegrates
Peace to ashes,
dust upon dust
One body laid out over another,
one life devalued by the other 

Pacifist takeover

Root for the underdog;
the one without a cause
He is the future of the world
Haven't you heard,
he's the one who will save your soul,
he's the meek
in his fist
he'll hold the world

The Rat-race

Sometimes I get lost in this maze
My head goes in a daze
Get me out, Get me out
Tired of living in this rat race


The television shows me that it's a dog eat dog world
the only people that get remembered are the ones
whose bank accounts scoff at a million dollars
Buried under those stacks
lie a million people put to work with stiff collars
Life's pretty sweet when you can afford top dollar

Stone gargoyle

I once fell in love with a stone gargoyle
that stayed just down the street
A stone gargoyle that I tried in vain
to sweep off his feet


He could have been made of glass
He could have been made of bone
But his immobile heart
was made of brittle stone

To Re-discover

It's never too late
to turn it all around


I'm learning how to settle in
back into my own skin
and the first thing I've learnt
is how good it feels
to discover me again

Bright light

To erase the word regret,
never let it rear it's ugly head  
To not need to bury the past,
let it stay alive
(enjoy that it's over;
another story to tell,
another lesson learnt
There was many a time 
you didn't get burnt
Laughter spilling over through 
passages and trails running from here
back to the then of childhood)

Black rain

Black rain falling on your skin

Black rain reeling you in

savoring your taste,

feeding on your hate

From one generation to another

When you question the way I lead my life,

remember;

You made us this way

you are the reason I am who I am

today

The road I never took

It's the road I never took

That moment which was never quite understood

It's the vague feeling of never knowing what's real

The touch of rain against my fingertips

Library of the Lovelorn

It rose up straight from the earth,

this library of the lovelorn

Page upon page

of every dream they ever dreamt

that went unremembered

Connection

Entire universes exist within a persons eyes

Worlds that are just barely disguised,

sparkling as though they think they'll never die

Take a journey through this roller coaster ride

Flecks of colour that lure you in,

then shut you out as quick as a blink

Glass Jar

I feel these four walls closing in,

stifling me

It's getting harder and harder to breathe

It's like a little glass jar

with a butterfly stuck in

Close off the holes one by one,
cut off her supply of air

Watch her fluttering wings

Frailty

Still waters do not always run deep,
I sought rest at your feet
The result rendered me incomplete

Passive aggressive notions of
what lies beyond the ever after
If there's beauty in breakdown
there's a possibility it may never be found

The Spider's Dance

There is an agony

that is experienced

when coming face to face

with the person in the mirror

and not seeing the mask,

the one so carefully arranged upon,

but instead

seeing the raw exposed mess

that lies beneath

The Beginning

Before the articulation

of thought

and emotion took form

there was the essence of

me

with the promise

of everything I could be.

Only to you.

You are my weak spot; my achilles heel
Press down,
bruise the skin
Where you end, I begin.

Dream within a dream

I woke up terrified yesterday
only to find myself
in a dream within a dream

The darkness closed in
I called my dreams bluff
and awoke, ever so smugly

Sweetest Sin

Your pleasure meshed

into my soul

I was overcome

by my need to make

you lose control.

Queen Of The Damned

The Queen Of The Damned meets a boy
of ordinary heart and mind,
a commoner in her Queendom
but not a follower in her midst


He is ordinary and yet not so
He pokes fun at her vestigial, royal robe
Audaciously, he laughs, at her airs

You

Like an addict

crazed with lust

for the next fix

I crave to feel

the rush

of your name

flooding into my

veins.

Synapses overcome

with emotion

that defies control,

the image of you

haunts me

into

the dark fold

of a night

that is not

familiar

with the taste

of reprieve.

This

bittersweet flower

of pain

that spreads

from inside

my chest

should encourage me

to escape

but it sucks me deeper in.

Whirling round

and round

and round

this bottomless spiral

this world has trapped

me in,

I see

riddles and rhymes

merged and combined-

almost but never

close but far,

somewhere

in the distance

you manage

to toe

over my

boundary lines

with no understanding

of where you are.

One step at a time

one forward one back,

we wrap ourselves

into the lies we tell

to keep from falling apart.

To help myself

fall asleep

I tell myself

catharsis

will be achieved

even if you

remain

beyond

my reach.

July 2004.