Thursday, February 22, 2007

63.

Anniversary


Today’s the day I should be dead
The day I’ve looked upon with dread
That shows my failing crystal clear
And causes me to throw more tears
Shining crimson beauty fell
But now blue crystal’s shining spell
These tortured lines right down my cheek
Spare peaceful gateway running sweet
Who stopped by tissue, love unsure
Ran crying back to heart impure
To make me live another year
Alone with just a blue white tear

62.

Dare?


If only you knew, my flippant friend
If only you knew the truth
Would you still make your moment ‘jokes’
Or would you think then say?
The truth you see is hidden close
I guard it tight and still
To keep a smile when all you say
Is dare me – see it through
Life is finite, weak and thin
She’ll die without a fuss
With simple stroke of soft as steel
She’ll run to endless dreaming
To dreams I have and want to keep
Two scars I think is fair
One for knowing that you did wrong
And one cos you don’t care

61.

Abandoned



My scarlet dove is dying fast
She’s rotting here right where she cries
In heart and breath her blood it pours
To stain the earth and moon and skies
With running red and tearless blue
Alone she flies to life anew
From faceless torments, pure and cruel
Life’s piercing truths their evil tool
My darling dove who loves me so
I cry to you – no please don’t go!
Don’t leave me here to scream alone
And face the horror – life unknown
Who whispers soft in words of hate
Who leave me here in such a state

Sunday, February 04, 2007

60.

Truth’s a Killer


Secret silence standing strong
Deep beneath one loving long
To scar the earth and bleed the sky
Now hark and hear a hated cry
Of truth’s foul bloodied veil to see
Nor good nor life so dead in me

59.

Piensa


Isn’t it strange
How one little look
And one short exchange
Can leave me entombed

Isn’t it odd
How futile it seems
To live without meaning
In lovely live dreams

Strange in heart dreaming
And odd in life live
Run without meaning
To pure scarlet dove

Saturday, January 27, 2007

58.

Broken Glass


Final hope like shattered glass
Lies frozen bold in purple shards
That scream and shout to blind the mind
And hide the dreaming far behind

A thousand pieces, bold entombed
Fly swift and silent, cry alone
With purple shards to pierce the gold
Of pure in heart and love unsold

In helpless life and sudden death
Immortal fears of lack of faith
In me for all who have to see
The broken shards alive in me

57.

A Fire Outside



Love lies like winter, so bitter and cold
Lost frozen in time, one heart unsold
Captured and held tight in icy embrace
Forlorn and longing and still without faith
Knowing that sometime a warm flame will come
To shatter and melt love held icy entombed
Free her for loving with love to release
Flaming heart warming…now love is at peace

Monday, January 15, 2007

56.

Dream Time


With opened eyes I blindly fall
Straight to depths of hope so cruel
To wish upon those stars so bright
Shining black on pure white night

With half-closed eyes I stumble, trip
On anchor ropes to tie me quick
To keep to me a lifeline feared
That holds me back – regrets so near

With tight-closed eyes I dream anew
Those sacred dreams of me and you
To haul me back from white abyss
And steal my loving soft with kiss

55.

Answer


He’s everything I want and need
He’s all I admire and love
He’s the one I cannot see
The one stood hidden in front of me

54.

Now


I did it! I did it! My bleeding heart!
-What you said I couldn’t do
I did it! I did it! My scarlet dove!
-The challenges you set, I saw them through
Conquered hope and set it free
To roam and dream alone for me

Thursday, December 21, 2006

53.

Return


Back here where I started
Been here once before
Sitting here and Screaming
Crying here and Dying

Love lost deep in endless shadow
Hope held tight in death
Rising here and Falling
Standing here and Lying

Lost alone in doubtful hoping
Waiting silent, never seeing
Sitting, Standing, Dying Cry
Scream and Whisper. Away I Fly

Thursday, November 23, 2006

52.

One True God?


‘One’ God – Three parts you see
Scattered on wind and earth and sea
Blindly seeing all choices made
Silently commanding their servants to pray

One saviour, dead and living still
Now honour his sweet sacrifice
Scream and flee from futile fakes
From torture, idol, and black death worship

Come to us, my children
We don’t worship icons of torture
We don’t eat flesh, drink blood
We don’t chant and sway in controlled rhythm

Hopelessly controlled in every ‘choice’
You cannot say we worship death
With rituals bled into bleeding stone
And priests who rape and steal and kill

No. We’re Christian.

Saturday, November 11, 2006

51.

Untitled



The final leaf of winter
Tumbles from her bed
Torn by screaming doubt she wanders
Blown by vicious winds of hunters

Plummets softly as a stone
Gentle as a blade of steel
Swift to earth she makes her way
Full of dreams of better days

Strikes not ground but cold hard flesh
To lie immortal, swathed in blood
A memory fading soon to dust
And hope as fiery as Snow White’s crust

From pristine shirt the stain it spreads
And holds the suit-like shroud it dyes
To promise – never let my heart again
Lie wounded, broken, left unseen

Lips soft parted, poised for breath
Match blue eyes now turned to grey
Icicle eyes that pierce the mind
And leave the living far behind

Thursday, November 09, 2006

50.

…ily



Have you heard my unsaid words?
The ones I’m scared to say.
And do you answer just the same?
Words silent as a thund’rous wind.
A wind of words to change the world
Three little words to say so much
Three simple words. So far. So near.
The causes of my nightly tear.

Saturday, September 23, 2006

49.

icicle eyes


Icicle eyes that pierce me through
Icicle eyes. Clear, not blue
Cutting straight through my foggy head
Leading my thoughts (straight to bed).
Please spare my heart and look away
I’ve bled too much for you today...

Saturday, September 16, 2006

48.

Colours


Green are the shadows
Purple is the night
Black are the desperate tears
Fleeing from Pink plight.
Amber is the soul that mourns
Scarlet is the heart
Golden are the hopeful dreams
Showing what we aren’t

Sunday, August 20, 2006

47.

Undead


Try to sleep, nothing comes
No fast release, no dreamy charms
I close my eyes to escape the pain
But see you over. Here. Again
Haunting my life, and now my dreams
Over and over. Or so it seems

46.

Acid Pain




What do you do when you just want to die?
What do I say? What, Should I lie?
Should I say ‘I’m fine’ and hide my pain?
Should I turn my tears into acid rain?
There’s no hope for the blind un-dead
There’s no chance, ‘cos I never said
My dreams and hopes held deep inside
Shown only by the tears I cried
Silent tears of acid rain
Thunderous tears of acid pain.


45.

To an Emo Eye



What lovers lie
in your unloved eye?

What secrets hide
in your hidden eye?

The tears you cry
from your emo eye

They fall like rain
from a secret sky

44.

Dreaming Dead



I stand up tall on a slipp’ry slope
A mountain made of desperate hope
There! You’re standing right before me
Yet, as ever, you ignore me
I reach out, but you’re not there
There’s nothing there but smokey air
I stand there crying. My hope subsides
I’m left to store my pain inside
The nightmare now controls my mind
As hope is left so far behind
The mountain crumples down to nothing
Washed away by tears I’m crying
Another day. Another dream.
Never-ending. Or so it seems.