Like That Only

Twisted

2008-06-27T15:19:00.000-07:00

All that matters, makes no difference
when one lives in pretense
All that shines sure is gold
when one lives a life by others told
often does he grapple in darkness
not able to fathom or reason with smartness
led by the stick or a round stone
he never does beleive and to deciet is prone
a word of truth his mouth does not utter
a moment of silence his mind does not stutter
for lost is he and lacks understanding
for his own life and thought he is pretending
he believes it shall all vanish someday
when his heart does settle for today
but as they say day is defined by you
then how can all that in a single day he do?

Watever

2008-06-25T15:51:00.000-07:00

Words that fill
never let the time stand still
verses lead to thoughts
that lead to silence and words of frost
why does the conversation always end
with word that one doesn't intend
why do things always lead
to ways of thinking with no meat
where have thou gone
oh friend of mine we call reason
stand by me and set me free
if you do thus i would not be able to pay the fee
don't just stop whenever
with that single word. . . watever

Shine on

2008-05-31T17:20:00.000-07:00

Some people are blessed
While some need to get dressed
some here the winds
while others just stand there twidling their limbs
the bright moon does spread aside the darkness
for is it not the precense of night that defines light
set free those spirits
that tug you on to limit
bless those stars
whom we call parents
for they lead the light
from the darkness of the night
the give you the spoon
whether it be made of silver or a sketch or a cartoon
shower upon them the brightness
don't let them feel the lightness
when the young one does riseth
and believe he is king
give them the strength of will
when the little ones do spread ill
for they know not the pain
that the parents have had to refrain
shower upon them glory
for they are the makers of your story

2008-04-12T12:21:00.000-07:00

There are times
when the sun just stops
the black spots grow brighter
among the violet drops

The Soap Opera

2008-02-13T12:54:00.000-08:00

The grey skies bequesth
moountains of snow will fret
this makes no sense
for those who live in pretense
the life is not but seen
across the river green
while we waste the midnight lamp
the world will carry on and stamp
have you heard the new sound
that has got all around
the life is all but renewed
world of fire all but rue
what have we done to change the path
what was begun as another ward
whoever thought the night would be so black
the furture never seemed so slack
whoever would understand the creature of stealth
which has been stripped of all its wealth

Angel

2008-01-26T14:59:00.000-08:00

Across the blue waters
Under the scarred seas
There along the coast
Where there never was the breeze
The saturn rings that surrounded
And Some on once sang
The the woods fills his sense
Along the grasshoppers that never ran
where have the dew drops gone
Who ever set the black bird free
The white feathers have dropped
beneath the swallows feet
That moment at the inn
where the two sparrows did sit
Whoever thought the plot was twisted
Who ever gave a ear
Sing on little ones
The night is still young they said
Leave not what is spent
Leave not of fear
The halo still would spread
Along the golden teresses
This one is for you pretty angel
This is how i felt after you left

From The Boy

Why Like That

2007-02-23T06:42:00.000-08:00

Just because they said so, well that is what one would think . Because that is that and can not be anything but that. . . that does it do i hear you say? Well then that it shall be, but if it was that then would not this be ridiculed by the fact that that is not this but it is this that was that??