I saw heaven's fall, through tear soaked eyes
and with that fall, I thought to die,
a death of dreams, a death of light,
Your image burned behind closed eyes.
I saw an end, to all that awed,
and every moment, the shadow called,
The shadow rang, it sang its song
and all in all, you were all I saw.
And darkness came, and I saw it all,
and it was the same, I knew the fall,
I echoed your words, my tear soaked eyes,
and with that fall, I begged to die.
"And as I looked out upon the wastelands of all that was once great, I knew in my heart that Superman lay dead and there were no more heroes."
Tuesday, November 12, 2013
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Memories Behind The Closed Eye (2013)
If I close my eyes I can quite nearly remember
those songs of yesterday, those joyous
dirges of my long forgotten childhood.
Beyond the grasps of memory,
beyond my ability to recall,
there surely lies my lost smile;
hope in the base of Pandora's box,
unspoken childhood innocence.
And if I reach ever outward,
ever deeper, grasping farther,
mayhap then I find that which was lost,
and maybe perhaps should I reach farther,
somehow then I would find myself there.
those songs of yesterday, those joyous
dirges of my long forgotten childhood.
Beyond the grasps of memory,
beyond my ability to recall,
there surely lies my lost smile;
hope in the base of Pandora's box,
unspoken childhood innocence.
And if I reach ever outward,
ever deeper, grasping farther,
mayhap then I find that which was lost,
and maybe perhaps should I reach farther,
somehow then I would find myself there.
Sunday, April 21, 2013
For Leslie (2013)
For every kind word, a poem, a hit,
I swear to god I must write some shit,
A page of brilliance, of words inspired,
I write ten more just for the fire,
And on nights when I write my best
I drink to try to forget the rest.
I swear to god I must write some shit,
A page of brilliance, of words inspired,
I write ten more just for the fire,
And on nights when I write my best
I drink to try to forget the rest.
The Bastard and the Ethereal (2012)
The fatherless child, woefully insignificant,
dares a gaze upon the wondrous.
And stands he in her sight,
he the subliminal shadow heart.
For a moment sublime he feels their eyes meet,
and she reaches stone covered heart
in a gaze she never registers.
She sees and she never knows,
never sees that shadow boy that fades into the light.
She hears and she never knows
his whispering on the wind.
"Mother, today I touched a star."
dares a gaze upon the wondrous.
And stands he in her sight,
he the subliminal shadow heart.
For a moment sublime he feels their eyes meet,
and she reaches stone covered heart
in a gaze she never registers.
She sees and she never knows,
never sees that shadow boy that fades into the light.
She hears and she never knows
his whispering on the wind.
"Mother, today I touched a star."
Sunday, March 3, 2013
Winter's Sleep (2012)
You're perfect, so lovely,
your rosen cheeks turned white and,
You're sleeping, my angel,
I won't disturb your dream.
Your face dear, is so still,
do you dream of heaven?
You waste it, you want it,
it lies beyond your grasp,
did I see, you twitch there,
it must of been the light and,
you lie there, so softly,
You never looked more beautiful.
You're perfect, so lovely,
your rosen cheeks turned white and,
You're sleeping, my angel,
I won't disturb your dream,
I won't disturb your dream.
I won't disturb your dream.
No one heard you scream.
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