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For whimsical minds and wandering eye ...............

......................today i lend you mine



Tuesday, February 21, 2012

strangers together

i met him, and together we walked along the wayside. hands untied.
                       together we breathed in the moonlight. exhaling suicide.
                       together we sat beside a sunrise. and raised our glass' to the tide.
                    

"in time we have forgotten, the safe place where we hide our pride. we left it beside the truth in our race to beat mankind. we have become so consumed with meeting our future, that we forgot to ask our past, how to direct our present so we don't miss all the moments that will pass.  Some night my child, you will lie awake and find and star to the left side of your heart. in the morning when you wake up you will find the way out of the dark ."

and then i left him, the stranger i sat beside.

another moment passed.

another memory made.

another moment saved.


Sunday, August 7, 2011

the knighted sailor


you,
the truer sailor,
bow your head unto the tide.
on your shoulder i rest a feather
a symbol for your pride.
a nobler man than many
the long lost knight of the sea.
lets burn your bridges down together.
come sail your ship round me.

Thursday, July 7, 2011

seasonal suicide


with a turned back to the reason, 
you try to filter the pain,
your Closed eyes in the sunshine, 
wont make it fade away
we all know Cats can keep secrets, 
from the mothers of their prey
when you Punish the season, 
you only injure the grain.
Moments aren’t forever, 
hold onto the ones you want to save.
Only silence hears its echo, 
in the hollow of our graves.

Monday, June 27, 2011

my ego and i

closing the garden gate, i face the crossroads. 
unsure which way to turn, i do a slow pirouette and hold the world at my finger tips. 
your playing a game of russian roulette with my future. 
i wonder where is the bullet that you hide. 
coaxing me forwards, i know you will sacrifice me for the tide. 
in my dream im following the seasons, your whisperings are my guide. 
i place a ruby on your tongue to break the curse of eden.
 we fall beyond a sandy shore. the night time is my freedom,
its the only time i breath and can open up my eyes.
 but still you hold me blindfolded on the floor, 
suffocating under the pressure of your pride. 
dancing around wolves with feathers in our hair. we wear trust as a disguise.
so afraid of the future, more afraid of the past
im lost in the present. unsure which way to turn, i do a slow pirouette
trying to grasp the answers slipping past my finger tips.   
my ego and i, slow dancing to time. 

Sunday, June 12, 2011

harsh reality

Life is too short, to be anything other than honest. with ourselves.

so why do i keep distorting the view. watching the world through a bent mirror.
i am motivated by an delusions, i believe to be my future. with you. my creation.
willing you to be my master.

a hallucination. a mirage

i am stuck in the illusion that my dreams will become my reality.
i let them consume me. control me. they devour and beat me.

what i would do to give you my dreams.
please take them.

in my dreams i find love
in the flowers and in the shells.

my reality is a desert. they are no flowers. they were no shells.
i am just a grain of sand, being thrown between the dunes.

slowly eroding.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

the moons suicide

cursed by a broken feather
the moon hangs silent in the sky
gentle swaying above from side to side
his white flags falling towards the tide.








Saturday, May 28, 2011

winter




Bitter cold, i bite my tongue.
 your punishment is my silence. 
i will not drop my head any longer. 
you can not and will not hold me under.
 who has really lost i wonder? 
what has come from all your thunder?
i see you, unveiled by your fury. 
standing naked like a child before me.
 stamping your feet, dig your heels into the ground. 
you watch the world through your own reflection 
a victim of your own distortions.