Mirrored Sound*

Silence breaks
With a crystal sound
Somewhere off in Otherwhere
Stillness sparkles
And peace is seldom lost
But that is there and this is here
And quiet is a hindrance
We dress ourselves in screaming garb
We prefer to think out loud
Still believe the loudest is right
We live to hear the sound

To The Mimes*

You chose

To put yourself in a box
To willingly hold yourself in
Deliberately cut off
I can not comprehend
I can not fathom why
You stand aside
Tether yourself to silence
For the sake of looking at the world
From a different view

To see the tatters we miss

No Difference *

Dance
Whirl
Treasure
Sound
Frozen passion
Brittle ground
Heartbeat
Drumbeat
You me
There is no difference
That I can see
Flesh
Fire
You
Me
Locked door

Broken key

Jinn*

Look away
To someplace else
Somewhere not so lost
Or forgotten
The ruins of the future lay about
But your eyes see something else
A color lost in mind
Begging to be free
To run rampant
And change the world you know
The heavy cost of pride is etched
In stubborn face and stance
Refuse all pity or apology for who. you. are.
Unbroken, unbending, unforgiving
You and the land

Of Sunlight

Of sunlight and...
What?
Shadows? or rain time?
Of light and ink?
And pages stained
With thoughts to sharp to breathe
Of night and fields
And words aflight
Soar with me and fall
And where we land
Alive, become
Of sunlight and love

Rest In Peace

I don't know
I guess i'm sorry
Just sorry
Sorry that for a minute i forgot
That you hurt her, she loved me
You made her cry
And I hate you for that
But I miss you
I miss you because I never knew you
Hell, what about the others
Did you ever let anyone know you?
What was your favorite color?
What did you do for fun?
Wait.
I know this one
You. wrote.
Wrote history alive
Gave me a story that i understood
I was so...Proud
Proud to have your blood.
I remember sitting, and thinking
So this is where i got it from
This desire to tell the story, to make it real
It came from you.
And from you, came him
And from him, me.
And I, I need him.
I need to understand.
Why.
Why didn't you just look around and see?
You're a fucking writer, observe
Figure out what's going on
This wasn't supposed to be a tragedy
So I'm not going to cry anymore
Dry eyed.
I'm sorry

Again and Again and Again

Please no
I turned away
I don't want this, not again
But as of yet.
I return
To this crossroad
Too subtle, its likeness I didn't see
Until
It stood
there.
And I forgot where I had left