Poetry
These are some of my poems. Those marked by an asterisk are rather dark.
Mental Travels
Don't Disturb
There is Something Here
*Where Anger Lies*
*Angels' Dreams*
*Subdued
Unicorn
Nature
The Creatures
*Translucence
*Don't
*Same Again
To Tell
Mental Travels
There are worlds
There is darkness
In these places
They wander
Over dust-hills,
See moonbeams
Don't Disturb
Something sleeps here
Something lies here
Something here
You don't disturb it
There is Something Here
There is something here
There is something here
There is something lurking
There is something here
There is something here.
Where Anger Lies
Alone, alone,
In Sorrow's Sea,
Angels' Dreams
Exhaustion,
Black.
Subdued
Alone.
Unseen.
One thought,
Color.
Subdued.
Unicorn
The unicorn's horn,
Its breath, the wind,
Hide of snow,
Hoof prints, the stars,
Beauty, majesty and glory,
Nature
Dragons of fire,
The quiet and churning,
Roaring and screaming,
Sweeping and swirling,
Pulling and lifting,
The Creatures
The dragons of forest,
Translucence
Wind,
Black,
Painless,
Colorless,
Don't
Don't bring your heartache to me.
Don't bring your sorrows to me.
Don't bring your sadness to me.
Don't share your darkness with me,
Where silence treads
In echoes,
From past-flung lives.
Locked in minds,
In death
Where wings beat softly.
Roves the trav'ler,
Now lost
In mental spiral.
Past misted memories,
On paths
Wreathed in moonlight.
In the clinging wood
Now silent,
Watching endlessly.
Caress the still-caught air,
On winds
Of quiet animosity.
Quiet
Quiet
Careful!
Don't disturb.
Silent
Silent
Careful!
Don't disturb.
In darkness lies,
Something here
With darkness eyes.
Something resting
Well aware
Something resting
Knows you're there.
Something breathing
Takes you in
Something breathing
Back again.
Yet.
Not yet.
But careful!
Don't disturb.
You cannot see.
But it can see you...
You cannot hear.
But it can hear you...
Beneath the stairs
In broken windows
Quiet lairs
In darkened doorways
Shrouded dim,
It hears you,
Sees you
Coming in
And readies now
To pounce upon,
To break the darkness
Catch the dawn...
You cannot touch.
But it can touch you...
It cannot feel.
But you can.
In darkened skies,
In sharpened death,
Where anger lies;
In Sorrow's Sea,
Of crashing waves,
Where beating light,
With bloodied staves,
Are mangled bodies,
Blinded eyes,
In sharpened death,
Where anger lies;
In broken bones,
Of broken dust,
Amidst the rubble,
Within the rust,
Are sharpened teeth,
In silent maws,
With hanging skin,
And broken jaws,
Screaming forth,
To spew the lies,
In sharpened death,
Where anger lies;
Alone, alone,
And on its own,
With naught or ever,
To call a home.
In darkened skies,
In sharpened death,
There anger lies.
Eating.
Sorrow,
Meeting.
Anger,
Greeting,
Writhing,
Seething.
Angels,
Dreaming,
Happy,
Seeming.
Lying
Dying
Falling
Calling
Drifting
Sifting
Stand among many,
Yet remain isolated.
All there and yet all,
Alone.
Remain in plain view,
One among many.
All different and yet,
Unseen.
Slipping away from the flow.
A different direction,
You sit and stand out.
One thought.
In gray world of mind,
You leap out alone,
With brightness and laughter and,
Color.
They drag the mind down,
Through worlds now of dirt;
Those things that now make you,
Subdued.
A golden spire,
Its hooves of great shining silver.
Its eyes, the moon,
Oh, Unicorn, come hither.
Its mane the sky,
Its neck a beautiful rainbow.
Her tail, the lightning.
She is known both near and far.
None could tame her story.
And twisting of flame,
Slilence un-turning,
Without any name.
And darkness of night.
Quiet unfolding,
With seepings of might.
With tidings of day.
Flightings and fallings,
And losings of way.
In light and in dark;
Turning and twisting,
And leaving no mark.
And tearing away.
Moaning and wailing,
'Til break of the day.
And dragons of sea,
The creatures of lightning,
And powers that be,
Now dwell in the clouds,
In light and in song,
Where life now eternal,
Goes ever and long.
Lone wind,
Blowing 'cross the mind.
All empty,
Nothing one can find.
Without feeling,
Body without a soul.
Empty waves,
Beating translucent shoal.
Take it to the song in the sky.
Take it to a place where the green grass grows,
Or where whales go, yearning to die.
Take them to the shadows of mountains.
Give them to dragons of darkness and flame,
Or the sirens of poisoned fountains.
Take it to the seas of the skies.
Take it to flames of a brightness of day,
Or where the shadow of Beauty lies.
For I have more than ever you'd know.
I already hold all your sorrows.
They find me themselves...