Breathe, walk, eat & sleep;
the basic function
to go beyond, seek deep.
It’s not enough just to survive;
requiring passion & compunction
in order to feel alive.
Category Archives: Poems
Direction
A path will not show you to happiness,
but choose happiness to show your path.
Post-rock romance
overwhelming feelings
words never spoken
mastering complexes
in a war of sexes
all hearts broken
in crescendo of violence
ending slow
a fade to silence
Lock & Key
Do not be mistaken.
Love is given, freedom taken.
Do not give thought.
Love is found, freedom sought.
Do not have fear.
Love is there, freedom here.
Do not lose sight.
Love is heavy, freedom light.
Collect both without hesitation;
differing ways, same destination.
The two together like lock and key,
open the door of destiny.
Maybe tomorrow…
The sun sets,
the wind blows,
the rock rolls,
the seed sews.
The tides change,
the eye weeps,
the city remains,
the heart sleeps.
Farewell Porto x
Set Sail
Feel not fear, but rather be brave;
this ship cannot be sunk by storm,
it shall overcome every wave.
Knowing this will set you free,
and allow us to follow our destiny.
no thing is abs…
no thing is absolute,
nothing is absolute.
Round trip.
Spewed upward,
gushing white.
Flowing out,
wavering clear.
Slipping off the edge,
shimmering sleek.
The return hidden,
but cycle complete.
days go by
holding your hands – anticipation like Friday.
kissing your lips – excitement like Saturday.
feeling your skin – relaxed like Sunday.
missing your presence – always as a Monday; a waiting game with the prize so far off.
Free from the hunger
The lone wolf runs
wherever he may please,
released as leaves from trees.
Carried aloft by winds that blow
gently carressing the earth below.
The lone wolf strides
to the edge of rock with pride
no man nor fear from which to hide.
Only seeking for something new,
to quench his thirst for feelings true.
The lone wolf paces,
his journey is winding and long,
no others to join his nightly song.
And so he questions his rebel choice,
the pain is clear in his howling voice.
The lone wolf lies down.
Crossing paws and closing eyes;
accepting his fate, alone he dies.
Pierce Beckett 