Waves

             Always

Ocean sounds

           When you rest

On my chest

In History

From far away

A river under a stone

Is hidden

In my own depths

In this coursing blood

A voice calls out to me

Calling out to those

From the beginning

Struggling to remember

When the past

Flowed violently away

To recall

And to avoid repeating 

The path to mistakes

To destroy where it led

To clean a history

I've never known

Identity

Terror of self
To be cased
Buried alive
Safe to be dead
Safe to be selfless
In sickness than in health
Silent or gagged
Poignant tongue wordless
Smith with no tool
Dinner of a fool
Given to a shelf
Terror of self
Unmoving and boxed
Given to trace
A map of the world
With spit and nail
Chained to an identity
That won't identify
Love when it seeds
Pain when it bleeds
Clueless consciousness
Minimal mettle
Terror of terror
And a natural disaster
Waiting to occur

Under Weeping Lights

Under the weeping lights
On holy temple grounds
I meditate to float from pain
I worship death to live
And I sleep on a bed of vapour
On the edge of a cloud
Where a silent pool
Mirrors the stars
And draws red lights on its surface
In sleep, I too draw my strength
I too know my strength
Gathered from the wind
Where my voice is echoed
In every swaying tree
And even then
You can feel each leaf whisper
In my soft tones
My roar in the bark
And each flower calling
With the sweet fragrance
Of my sorrow

A Dying Future

Reality is a curse
And words are scarce
When the city turns
On its own head
Spinning to oblivion 
Its fragments raining 
And those of us
Who will stay
Will build castles
From the rubble 
As if to find ways 
To ascend
Beyond ourselves 
Beyond fantasy
With this young deed
Dead as when we began
But with little cause
Not to live to the fullest 
And continue our dream 
Ascending the stars
Ascending the stairs to immortality 
Since within our pain
We are awakened
We won't let the future die
Anymore

Soar Peace, Sing Mind

For my peace of mind
Harmonies escape my lips
I dream of melodies daily
I long to sing
For peace of mind
I watch birds taking wing
I too long to soar
I too long to sing

Green lights cover me
Where the sun refuses to be
My words chase the light
I hide behind their insight
Under twisted trees
Fashioned into guitars
I too sing to soar
I will sing and soar

Black keys on white
I balance out the night
With thoughtful rhymes
And I forget to breathe
When each lyric means 
One less to write
One less night to sing
To soar and take wing

The Bride, Laughing

When all the rice falls
Light showers
All over our heads
Where will you be standing?

Are you the bride
Are you the bitter maid
Or perhaps the happy one
When we run away, laughing?

Whose hand am I holding
Who flies beside me
Wearing the silky wind
Is it you Ophelia?

Under the rain
Of blue and white flowers
Are you the one
Soaking me with love, laughing?

Run with me forever
Were you ever the maid
Did the piano speak true
When you came down to me?

A moment to forever
Will I remember it all?
Every part true
You were always the bride, laughing