You

there is nothing
in the world that
is better than
time spent with you

the look and smell
and taste of you
cannot be put
into words

being near you
makes every minute
away from you
torture that endures

The Heart And The Mind Of Another

the darkest place of all
is the heart and mind
of another

the hopes anddreams
that one may have
are nightmares to your brother

the things you treasure
most of all
have no value to
some men

and what you build
your world upon
is meaningless
to your friend

so keep your goals
in your sights
and never try to go

to that place that
you may think
the thoughts of
another you know

The Legend Of Blinky Newstead

A little bear came to town
Looking for a home
And someone that he could love
To call his very own

But wander as he did it seems
He could not get it right
Until the girl of his dreams
Agreed with him to fight

You see this bear had to find
The right arms where he could nestle
So he made up in his mind
To challenge girls to wrestle

So they grabbed each other
And to the ground they fell
The feelings the little bear had
Were real and he could tell

He finally found a place to rest
His heart would no longer roam
For the love he found was trully best
He finally found a home

Chances

knowing when to
take a chance
is half the battle
in life

knowing when to
take a stance
is also quite
as nice

knowing when to
stand your ground
is crucial
to success

knowing when
to not back down
is when you are
at your best

What Love Really Is

you ever wonder what love really is
more than a look or a touch
more than a kiss or a hug
and much more than the butterflies
that make your heart skip a beat
love is the emotional air we breathe
and the feelings that keep out hearts
pounding through good times and bad
but what love really is
more than how it makes us feel
is the person we are in love with
because no emotion is greater
than the person who makes you
feel that way

Merciless

evil has no bottom
it also has no top
there is no end to evil
it will never stop
despite there being
no good or bad
and it only exists
in our minds
we still can find
no end to wrong
we do to
other humankind

life is like a...,


life is like a roller coaster
filled with ups and downs
and twists and turns

life is like an elephant
big and strange
and hard to eat in one bite

When The Pen Runs Out Of Ink

there will come a time
when the pen runs out of ink
the ideas will not flow
and the canvas will remain blank

what was once a river
will be less than a drip from a faucet
where dreams will go to die
and songs will barely be whispered

until then there is only one choice
to run as fast as you can
for as long as you can
and write as much as you can

when that pen runs out of ink
when there are no ideas left
no songs left to sing
prick your finger and write in blood until you die

Too Late?

The days were too many to count
Since they last sat down and spoke
If time is able to heal all wounds
It was obvious this clock was broke

The older and wiser one had tried
To raise the younger one right
But all the efforts and tools he applied
Would always end in a  fight

The father was measured and slow to reply
While his son was angry and quick
It was hard to think they could ever find
Something to end their conflict

So the older waited for the younger to see
What lessons life had in store
And hoped that his son would be
All that he dreamed of and more

The dreams we have sometimes come true
But usually they end in pain
Especially for those who already knew
That they both had to share the blame

Too Much Freedom

in the land of plenty
where many think they are free
some will say anything
despite it offending me

the right to say what you think
does come with a cost
and the ability to think for yourself
and the lives that were lost

The Next Time

the next time
I will be happy
the next time
I will get it right
the next time
I will not need you
the next time
I will not leave
the next time
I will be better
the next time
I promise

Riot

no voice to calm the angry mob
no wasted plea for quiet
no reasoned stance
no second chance
no way to stop this riot

no peaceful past that would never last
no buildings saved from fire
no hope for peace
no calm in the streets
no truth being told by a liar

Silently Suffering

to finally be who you really are
does not mean you should
sit by quietly
as they take every chance
and everything from you

those who say
it is best to
suffer in silence
never do

and anyone
who would ask you
to be something other than
who you really are or
who you want to be
knows the power
of what you will become
and they take pleasure
in your silent suffering

Silence

the sweet sounds of darkness
can only mask the pain
the oncoming of silence
helps you live again

A Dream Is A Gift From God

If you ever need proof that God is real
Just fall asleep and dream
The beauty and majesty of what you will find
When you are relaxed and wandering through your mind
Is proof that God does love us
And God is always with us
When he allows us to close our eyes and escape the pain
Of life here on this mortal plain

Be Careful What You Do

I threw a rock
It skipped the lake
I never thought
The impact it would make

The little ripple
Turned into a wave
And crashed into
A hidden cave

Inside the cave
Resting for years
Was an angry beast
Smaller than tears

This beast was stirred
And started to spread
By land and sky
Soon many were dead

I never thought
That simple stone
Would one day claim
My own wife Joan

But there she was
Her skin now raw
Destroyed by a beast
That we never saw

She tried and tried
To fight the pain
And watching her die
Drove me insane

I lost my will
To win the game
And just withdrew
Lost in my pain

Whoever thought
So much was at stake
When I threw that rock
Across that damn lake

Steel Breeze

The roar of the engine
As it comes alive
The feel of the wind
When you start to ride

On a road that leads you
Away from all care
To a destination
That can be anywhere

Through valleys and mountains
With bright colored trees
And prairies and deserts
With rolling tumbleweeds

You are never the same
With a steel breeze blowing free
Just you and your machine
The way it was meant to be

The Estate

the state of the estate is  thin
but the knowledge contained is vast

and though they tried to search within
to find something that lasts

The Perfect Love

there is no such thing
as the perfect love
because the love
you have for another
can never be equal
and therefore never be
shared by two the same

one will always love more
give more and hurt more
laugh more and do more
and when it is over
the insides of one will
die more all because
there is no such thing
as the perfect love

Twisting And Turning

being under the complete control of another
and twisting and turning at their command
makes erotic seem like learning to crawl
all over again as emotions shatter
like a porcelin statue flung against the wall
the pieces left barely resembling
something that was once human
and now twice as needy and ready to be forced
to twist and turn again and again

The Game

if life were a game
there would be rules
and funny little pieces
to symbolize who
we want to be

we would get
do overs and
we could call
time out whenever
things got rough

there would be
cheers when we win
and shoulders to cry on
when we lose and things
would sometimes end in a tie

and if we got tired of playing
we could just quit
or at the very least
start over and next time
be something new all over again

Perfection

Finally everything was perfect
And although I never thought it could really happen
It really did
A time and a place where everyone was happy
Where everything was ideal
The peace and tranquility was indescribable
Then I woke up

When We Meet Next Time

We will talk of solutions
Not problems

And how we will get
Things done

All will arrive with
The answers

Until the problems we face
Are done

The enemy is still standing
Before us

No longer needing to use
Their guns

Their goal is to try and
Destroy us

And their target as always
Our sons

On The Edge Of A Killing Spree

the edge is where your sanity sits
as you try to walk the line
between model citizen and mass murderer
waiting for that special time
when the thread snaps and the rope breaks
and your actions cannot be controlled
only the freedom that comes from the release
of your angry and burdened soul
you start with a knife and end with a gun
while the blood begins to rain
the freedom has given you ultimate power
but also has released your pain
no longer average or invisible to all
now everyone will see
the one they ignored and stripped of power
is on a killing spree

The Walk

the walk that leads the way back home
has twists and turns and bends
and though the road is rough most days
your journey never ends

to see the path you choose in life
as you face all of your trials
is not an easy job for most
but is one worth the while

Voodoo Chants and Mystical Rants

Dark of heart and weak in faith
Mystical chants start in a place
Where practices that you fear the most
Come to life from an unlikely host

The Voodoo man and the Lady priest
Work to have their powers unleashed
To make those who have gone before
Appear again to you once more

To share the wisdom of the past
And let you know their love will last
Until the day when all can be
Together again where love runs free

Courage

a strange word
courage
not easily
defined
standing up
to injustice
quickly comes
to mind
being who
you are
when others
tell you
that you should
not
and risking it
all
for just one shot
but maybe
courage
is simply
realizing
if you fall
the most
important thing
you can do
is once again
stand tall

Healing

The pain you feel
Can only be healed
When you are free
From what has to be
The limits placed
On space and time

The light in you
Can only shine through
When you are free
From restraints that bind
And limit your mind
And allow you to shine

Deep

As our bodies entangle
I fall deep inside your mind
Deep inside your heart
And deep inside your soul

For the moment we seem
Destined to be one
Deep inside the other
Until neither can tell

Where or if or when
This will end
All we know is
We must go deeper

Examine Yourself

Life is always a blank canvas
And each stroke of the brush
Creates a different world
Some of those worlds are perfect 
While others are flawed