~My Poems~

I Am

I am that whisper
That stirs your soul.
I am that quiver
That sparks a new goal.

I am that thought
That made you act.
I am that need
That can distract.

I am that ripple
That crossed the lake.
I am that word
That eased your heartache.

I am the one
Who makes the call.
I am the one,
The Creator of all.

~Wian~ © January 2002

Screams

A woman's scream
Shatters the night,
Dictating to all
Her level of fright.

Then silence engulfs
The air again,
Devouring all sounds
Of what had been.

My eyes become large
As I wonder
What had torn
The night asunder.

And then again
Her fear takes voice
And rips the quiet
With violent noise.

I find my lips
Are parted wide.
Could it be
I screamed inside?

© ~Wian~ October 2001

Moving From Memory

A warm quiet moment,
A quick stolen glance,
A memory that races through time,
A picture that forms
Clear in my thoughts,
The face that I see, it is mine!
Reaching in space
Grasping the dream,
Clinging to times in the past.
Feeling those days
Of innocent youth
And seeing them go by so fast.
Then everthing stops.
The images cease.
Time no longer moves on.
I see myself now
With choices to make
And a simplistic past that is gone.

A State of Change

One day, not so long ago
I had a state of mind-
I knew my thoughts precisely
And understood them fine.

The next day was secure as well.
A state of being I owned-
The person that I was inside
Was easy to make known.

And then the great upheaval came
And reformed everything!
Mind and being nomore the same,
The spirit could not sing.

And so life goes from day to day,
From sure to very strange.
That is because what we live in
Is really a state of change.