FLOWERS

If the future is not present
and the past is absent from the sunken pit
of collective memory

this then is an illegal gathering
only a strike of lightning
can stop this act of subterfuge

the season of bloom
is here again
no space for gloom in this era

lift your eyes

© September 2011

FULFILMENT

To find that true you
to walk after
follow that intuitive urge
to live each day
from the heart of oneself

this is to find inner peace

because then,
only then
when our inner voices
chime and rhyme
with the ceaseless beats
of an edgeless universe

only then
shall joy become
the soundtrack of our lives

© September 2011

SWEETS pt. 2

Broken hearts can't see
for their vision is scattered

bleeding hearts too
can see no love
they're blinded by the blood
and their vision,
thus is blurred

so then stop the bleeding
so then that love can return

we may be down
out although we ain't
river Jordan to have crossed
yet far from Canaan i know we stand

i am but a good soldier
unbroken
unbowed
and time stands no still
so still intact i remain

i know some will say
i know some will nay
but time soaks all sorrows
when happyness follows beautyful tomorrows

insanity?

courage.

hope.


© August 2011

JULIET

Verona
not Paris
Verona it was dear

In the minds of my heart
it is to that legend
to that city
so eloquent in love
that a surprise trip was planned

Verona it was
remember!?
not Paris

Ooh Verona of my dreams!

© August 2011

NOW YOU KNOW

Now you know
that when i said yes
that long ago by the nameless stream
i meant also daima!
a commitment not minor

now you know
that when we both walked
among the tall eucalyptus,
embraced in the glow of receding daylight
it was then that our souls were soldered together

still i know you know
that when i chose to stay behind
chose that unpermitted extension
it was of a graduate's uncertain paths
it was for a greater purpose
but unpermitted none-the-less

now you know
that when you played
and i never strayed
'twas not for a lack of playfields
or a dearth of skills

i know now you know
with the settling of dust
and the silence of spectator drums
that i truly meant

a return to the source!

© July 2011