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dimanche, avril 25, 2010

LoveLightning

LoveLightning
Once in a lifetime lightning will strike
and in an instant flames ignite
the glowing fiery brightness
tearing the veil of forbidding darkness
to reveal you at your best
as you travel the twisting river of life
comfortly bathed in joy and happiness
leaving that winding stream of loneliness
erasing bad memories of past sorrows
together entwined searching for purpose
wanting to know the reason for the voyage
as strong flames of love light the way
partners sharing everything as life flies by
that unpredictable force, lightning
will catch you by surprise
never twice will it strike
t'is fate to be at the right place
in unforgiving time
as the bolt shakes your very existence
revealing the beauty always there
beauty of life sometimes not seen
on your voyage to destiny

vendredi, avril 09, 2010

NAPALM ( rewrite )

Napalm ( rewrite )
The red sun just barely peeking
over the smoky, hazy surrounding hills
Seems to be hiding the ghost of what remains
of the village that was and is no more
everything within the fires' touch
Consumed and ground to ash
darkness of mind cascades
over, bent and lumbering figures
too tired or shocked to even speak
Screaming or crying takes too much effort
So, the scene is eerily quiet
Desperate, mentally wiped and soon to be forgotten
As the sun yields to the moon
Bluish form covering the silent pain
hiding the red stains of draining life
pooled in the gray dust
Strange emotions stab at the gut
tightening the knot till there's no feeling
only fear that hidden ghosts rising
will choke the life from you
the reality of total obliteration
not seeming real as the eyes relay the scene
to a mind that cannot fully analyse
the message captured
Crawling on knees and palms
Wretching in an effort to untie the knot
caused by the smell and sight of burning napalm

mardi, avril 06, 2010

GLITTER (rewrite)

GLITTER (rewrite)
All that glitters is not gold
as I perceive lengtening shadows
my physical existence captured in time
contains a soul that dwells
within the maze of my neural networks
All that glitters in not hope
seeing the slowly setting sun
much too close to ignore
perhaps, to go there would disturb
patways that assure my reality
All that glitters may not be real
imagining a future bright and glittering
creation of a fertile mind
There's one solid reality for certain
The shine of quivering light
can be concrete awareness, yours and mine
If we believe strongly enough
to turn all that glitter to gold

lundi, avril 05, 2010

Buenos Aires (rewrite)

BUENOS AIRES (rewrite)
Strains of hot tango, love it so
brought to life in shady barrios
sensuously performed under lascivious gaze
for the common man to be enjoyed
burning hot, singes the eyes
swift and precise master moves
build up torrents of emotions
that are but a trickle by day
breaking restraints as nite arrives
beautiful women, some schemers and plotters
virile young men, some reduced to begging
fertile grounds for illegal desires
as schoolgirls in plaid skirts
blue sweaters and dark stockings
call to me and you like the shade of the Ombu
Covering the cool moist earth
protecting this lands' bounty
as riverside skyscrapers and hotels
combined with glittering malls
reflect societys' vigor
essence of life colorfully captured
In the frienzied flare of Buenos Aires