Voices

Voices ring in my ears.
I hear them, I listen,
they even deaden fears.

Voices sing of sweet rhythm,
days gone by and days ahead.

Voices echo, whispering in my head,
of dark days burning light again.

Voices bring hope through cracks
in a broken window pane.

Voices bring tears when all hope is lost,
shedding  light on new opportunities I never saw,
with eyes closed so tight.

Voices show that love and luck can tip the scale,
making one wonder who they are, where they will go and 
what they will become.

Voices carry us where winds will never go.
Taking us on a journey of need, loss and reconstruction.

Voices have taught me not to fear change,
to face it, embrace it and learn how strong we can be.

Voices speak truth, reality and love only if we choose to listen. 

Gone Dry

Out of breath.
Out of time. 
Out of love. 
Out of rhyme.
Out of water.

Out of luck. 

Some days  I'm just stuck, in this life of muck.

Life is a ripple in the sea.

Adrift on divine love, that can never be.

I wallow here, in this land. 
Muddy muck, on face, shoes and hands.
Gunk forms on the soles of my feet, 
keeping me pinned, grounded.

Squashing under foot,

put here, by chances I never took.

Let my mind drift for it travels far. 

I go to places and spaces I never knew, 
never wanted to see, was afraid to look.

Perhaps with some of them, 
I will never see again. 

Dark Cloud - With a Silver Lining.

In the light of a new spring day,
weather good, spirits elevated 
for all the season brings. 

Many gathered to watch, cheer and share.

Life, like it can be, forever changing. 
In directions at times we 
will never fully understand.

The silence and good spirits 
shaken by an explosive jar. 

Screams, blood and fear, 
quickly twist into a storm of madness, 
circling like a tyrant in the streets.

Another attack on a land riddled 
already with pain. 

I hold hope for a world that seems
more black and white, than rich in color.

I hold faith that people will come together.
This is one strong nation.

I taste grief for the souls affected.

I give love to all those that need it. 

I long to remove power from those that don't deserve it.

Peace to all those in need! 

In My Hand

In my hand, I hold the cold of yesterday.

In my hand, I hold the pain I want to rid myself and the world of.

In my hand, I know there is tenderness on the darkest of  days.

In my hand, I hold life too tiny to see with the naked eye.

In my hand, I hold the longing and need of lovers unable to connect.

In my hand, I give raw emotion to a friend to feel unconditionally.

In my hand, I hold the closure of lost love. 

In my hand, I hold hope for my dreams and achievement.

In my hand, I feel time slip away without letting it go.

In my hand, I grasp all things that matter to me. 

In my hand, I hold my future and where it will take me. 

Fearless

Fearless is the breath that carries me.

Over the mountains and above the trees.

Fearless is the song you sing to me, 
high in the land of brighter things. 

Over the mountains and above the trees.

Fearless is the look you give to me,
wind rustling,  caressing thee. 

Over the mountains and above the trees.

Fearless is the blood and emotions that flow within me. 

Over the mountains and above the trees, 
right here, is you and me.

Thoughts at the Dune

Quiet shrouds,
blue sky swept, not bound.

Memories wash over with past chances,
remembering those that passed before me.

Sands tickle, each grain like a wrinkle in time, 
faded but not forgotten, just left behind. 

Alone without a sound, eyes stare, 
squint at the glare. Hot sun is there.

Standing before you, I am just a grain in 
your sea, of beauty and majesty.

A spec of dirt, tiny and fragile I am,
you hold me in your hand, placid and agile.

Sinking toes deep into you sand,
I surrender my being upon this land. 

This view here, is and will always be..
forever grand.

Dark Eyes Weep

In the shadows,  light falls.

In spectacles,  I see rainbows and madness meet.

Hearts dance and fuse, with intensity blazing. 

Tears fall like crystal chandeliers,  bleeding,
held on only by weak screws.

Emotions raw and swept,
met by time ticking forward,
always moving forward.

Moon beam chases, 
gusts hold me from nature's dainty dance,
for hours,  days,  even weeks. 

Mind in a vacuum,  fury holding,  gathering 
things wanted to keep me grounded to this Earth. 

Fingers tangle and search, 
moments lost in time,
ever grasping with need.

Tired eyes settle, the spell broken,
heart searching, forever searching.

Needs finally met, 
desires washed with smooth silk. 

All is right once more, in this life.
Choices made,  no arms bared.

I am whole again.