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Dragon
Imagination, creation, formation
Wings unfold like the bats
Fire deep within
Forth!
Rumble
Coiling smoke
In the mist
Imagination, creation, formation
Fancy
And things
Talons scrape the stone
Eyes enchanting
Cat like, narrows
In the galaxies, sparkle
Snap! Whiplash!
Tail snaking, swishing
Volcanoes errupt
Constellations awakened
Wake not the sleeping dragon
Horns spiraled to the sky
Creation, invention, deminsion
Keeps
Woumb of the earth treasures horde
Wind in the sails
Gliding thunder storms
Living myth
Breath of fire
Phoenix, thunderbeing
Mother earths fiercest child
Guardian of the gates
Dragon
Ha!
Sometimes I feel like the idiot
Sometimes I feel like the mad man
Sometimes I feel like the freak
Creepy crawly down the street
Don't care what it looks like
But could you chill so we can meet
Eye to eye
Sometimes you say I'm stupid
Sometimes you say I'm insane
Sometimes you say I'm freaky
And deaky
What did you think was so frelling sane?
Painted by illusions
And truths you taught or denied
Shadowing your places like a shapeshifter
Until evasion becomes my feelings inside.
Locked in garages
Stayed in the room
Never came out
Whos singing that tune?
Sometimes you say I'm just trying for attention
I don't really care cause I like
The way I'm dancing
Like David the mad man
Flailing around in joyus elation
Eating the food you set on the tempil.
Starving and war worn
Like Raggedy Rauny.
Ignored or neglected no past is my pain
Yeah right! You've no where to run!
Painted like pictures no one can
Discern
What the frell! Well hell!
Lets sing like a Gypsie
And beat on the drum
Pounding and pounding
Oh God
I want to go home.
Let's crank up the rock
And jam on the run.
Crawl out of those cracks
You frelling drones!
I want to party
Hardy!
All night long!
Tonight!
Heavy Metal
Wake the taste of dawn
Sun's rise
Out of the sleeping shards
Fantasize
Pulsing breath to wake me
Shake me
And arise like the cries of whales
Cast fire
Out on the crest of the horizons
Dreaming gods
Where out of the lust for quest
Man lurks
Like a thousand times the last his eyes
Striking
And over the shrouded blooms of his roses
Blood
Where denied the man his heritage is
Fire
To wake in the rising sun his own master
And scream
Breath fire into me. Alive! Abreast your winds
Fly
My life will never be over until you, the touch
That quakes
And my heart unfolds in the life, the death, the waking
Selfless Self
The voice begins and my cries reach out beyond my human
Being
God Wake me! Shake me! God my wild! My fire! Sun RISE!
I cry
Then the tilt down, into the abyss for a name to this heart
I take the stone
I'm Gray
Like the storms of this life I am living
I'm gray
Always overwhelmed by everything
When do I stand?
Defy
Step in
Or move the heck back
And where was I now, tandem thread
There are too many layers to reality
Like the eyes others see from me
Asking where have they seen them before
I'm gray
Like the ashes of torments and sorrows
Where the seeds lay wait and grow
Like a shadow casting secret lives
Unseen from the glares that renderd
My senses of distrust and question of self
I'm gray
Barely peeking out from hidden apon the outer
Looking for those that welcome despite myself
In undaunted will to be who I think I am
And free that spirit. Run away. I'm loose!
I'm gray
Peeking as I do
Listening to all that's said
Unseen from hands that rendered
My persistance for all the things denied before
In honesty, openness, sharing, freedom and respect
Dancing to the heartbeat of a drum
Eyes belonging to the wolf
And all steriotypes to follow
I'm gray
Like the rain that falls in silent blues
Laughing catching drops with my tounge
A bellow thunder as my name
Awed in streaks of lightning like dragon tounges
Humbled by the awesome being
The awesome being that my life is so small
I'm gray
Neither nor
Reluctant opinion
I have one?
Rather to flow around the rocks
Than push and sweat and confound it
You'll argue until something breaks
I'm broken
Silent life, speaking little
With far too much to say
All senses aware
Curiosity most clear
And then I drifted off again to day dreaming
I'm gray
Laughing solemn
Someday. Someday
What reason?
I needed one of those?
Well frell.
Have a marble on me.
I trust myself
I trust the truth
I ride your fence with a smirk on my face
Pleasant view in oh so many shades
I'm gray
Jester and The Dragon
You don't have to be anything
You can be anything
The jester comes to court
A courtsey
Before the Dragon
The Jester a pester
A dragon he's entertaining
Oh I can juggle or puzzle
I can dance a jig
I can be sly my mojo high
Take a stoop
Or my spoon
Of which there is not
Or fork it
You don't have to be anything
You can be anything
The jester smiles his wiles
And the dragon is painting
A tail in curl
A snake or whip
And smoke unfurles
From nostrils slit
Dance a while, tip toe style
Creep around the sleep
Jester and Dragon
Tip my horney cap
And jingle and jangle
And tinker
I think
With my porclain face stick
You don't have to be anything
You can be anything
And the Jester plays
In awesome ways
A jingle and jangle
And fleas from scales so brilliant
He picks
Moya Blues
Gazing down
I remember that clip
In the blue
Said something to me
And then a drop
So it was yellow
In the blue all that sound
Mixing up confusions
Kid you know
What hurting means
Cuts like a knife
On the wildside
No one stays forever
But the running
Gazing down
I remember that instant
Taking screams of extasy
Into your mouth
Touching strands like never
Have been done
Taking rides into places
Never gone
Kid you know
What loving means
Cuts like a knife
On the wildside
Can't have that moment forever
But the running
In the blue with you
Never know when my shadows
Take me down
But a time or two
I'll hang on
To what I had
Looking down from the blue
All that noise
Falling down
With or without you
I'll hang on
To that time
Your touch was all I had.
Cuts like a knife
But the running get used to
Your thang
In the wild.
Sam Beckette
Striving to put right what once went wrong
Hoping that the next leap will be the leap home
But didn't you ever wonder
If maybe it's all according to plan
I wonder that question at what point in time
Happened to man
Was it very long ago
When the monkeyman picked up a stick?
Maybe that was the time we knew all things
And from the memories of the animal
We gathered the wisdomes of the earth
As all things knowing
The same things, speaking to each other
In the same tongue
So when was that moment what was right
Went so wrong?
Chased down as the animal and burned alive
Forced to hide
Believe in secret or else face this uncommon enemy
This stranger who rapes the mind, kills the earth
And believes in a cold, lifeless nothing
Embarrassed by the animals that remember
So then his heretics
How far back would you have to leap Sam?
How many wrongs would you have to strive?
How many lives would you have to be?
What if it was already known by all things
Even before that very first day
Some arrogance and ego decided they knew the best.
That man,
This animal,
Would be the worst of students in the universe
Though espeicaly planned to be one of the best
Maybe it got to his head if it is true
And his ego swelled up like a fat rock
Where blood stains it like an altar
When did man, stop thinking for himself?
Perhaps, in his own fabrications
Set
Of who we are proposed to be as human beings
So the many lives you leap Sam Beckette
Perhaps it changes nothing
But for your own experience it expresses your life
To believe
To search
To find truth
To touch self
Alive, starbursting, glorious leaping
From life to life, moment to moment
Honing the man through his trials and battles
Into warriors
Returning the spirit from the block around his head
Into freedom once again
Realignments
What sucks is when you don't return home in the end
But of all things
Have you rejoined
Discovering where you stand in whatever direction
Upon whatever fate that wills itself into you
Like a hurricane
Home is origin to touch and bask
In the sweet relief of roots spilling down through earth
Like raising ones head to the sunlight
And sighing into the night
In every essance the leap home
Being the leap itself
Tandem
Where did I loose the connection?
Afraid of you, afraid of me
Slinking in the shadows
Along the edge
Stealing a touch
A look
Attracted to the fire.
When did I leave this?
Was it ever something
That could be mine?
What are you doing
Beyond these twilights I roam?
Dare I bold closer
To chance your strike
Bitter word
I'd like to reach
And touch
Dare I say
Ever one word
To chance
I could dance with you
Know
What it's like
Beyond the shadows
Of my hiding.
What are those things
You are doing over there?
What is that smell?
What is that sound?
Taste
Touch
I can feel the drum
And the fire
My spirit
Journeys...
Home?
Whispers In Bottles
Whispering into the bottle
Along the shores edge
Waves crashing in
I hear their gentle rumbles
And speak
From deep down
Somewhere
While no one is listening
Into the bottle
Every dream and nightmare
Every enlightenment there
From the grace in light
To the deamons seen in dark
Eyes revealed
A voice untaken from inside
Like the terrible cries of silence
Emotions secret from the lash
Desiring the effect
Resolution
To have no effect at all
Until the scream so great
The ocean rears back like a cobra
Unleash me!
Strike! Hiss!
Like some ponfar untaken
Agonizing
Like a realization encaged
Delvian mad
Unleash me!
Release me!
Wash me away
From the silence
Surpassing all being, all thought, all realisim
The voice that cannot resound
Whispered into the bottle
Every secret of secretness
I am being
Alive
Flesh, essance and worth
You can feel me
Touch
Passing by
Passing by
But you won't turn around
Least you dare
I dare you
And see arms raised and "Shhaa!"
Like taking the stone
The stone I take each day
Dare I defy the silence
Dark silence where the rumble begins
In the deepest recess to speak
Like a scream in the mind meld
Whispers into a bottle
On the beach
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