Poems on this site were composed August and September, 1998


In the beginning there was pain
And I looked and saw it was no good,
So I ventured forth to find solace
in the compassion of your soul.

In the so called end there was pain
and I looked and saw it still was bad,
So I reflected back to find peace
for the agony in my soul.

In the middle there was joy
and I looked and saw it was love.
So I reached deep to find memories
of the other part of my soul.

In the future there is hope
and I look and see the futility.
So I struggle hard to reclaim love
and compassion for my soul.

White lights sparkle in the night
Intricate patterns of hopes and dreams
Reminding me of the possibilities
To cling to my future like vines
Entwined into my very essence.
I can not choose to surrender
I must continue to fight
Until I too can shine
Like the sparkles in the night.

Standing in the rain
Listening to my brain
Telling me to die
Wanting to cry
Looking for peace
Where is the release?

shattered pieces
of a truncated love
reflecting memories
of what might have been
glisten in my mind
like sparkles in your eyes
caressing my dreams
filling my heart
broken pieces cut
red rivers flowing
crimson reminders 
of my dismantled heart
where is the solace
that it once brought
fragmented dreams
swept that away

white whispers
in the dark
silently sharing
unknown thoughts
cryptic messages
of love undone.
lingering voices
in my heart
silently cringing
from the light
sifting passages
of time undone.

 when time goes by
you will heal
it will get better
the pain will leave
well, time went by
still i feel
the ache so bitter
there is no relief

Sometimes I sit up in bed
at night
In the sheer bleak terror 
of night
Feeling all alone and full
of fright
Wishing I could hold you
so tight.

When I was young
and oh so naive
I used to dream
of the endless possibilities
of fairy tales and promises,
magical mysteries,
of knights in shinning armor
of someone just like you!
When I was alone
and oh so sad
I used to mourn
all the hopeless futilities
of broken dreams and failures
impossible realities
of hearts beating as one
of needing someone like you!
When I was found 
and oh so glad
I used to marvel
at the kindness and love
brilliant fantasies
of finding someone wonderful
of loving someone like you!

Bread without stuffing
becomes bland
Stuffing without spread
is not much better.
Take two pieces of bread
spread it with mayo,
add some meat
instant meal!
Life without loving
becomes bland.
Loving without hope
is not much better.
Take two people in love
fill them with happiness,
add some dreams
instant hope!


busy building my life
it's going fine
have the girders
scaffolds tip
falling down
pick it up
start again
busy restoring my life
it's working well
earthquake shatters
tempests rock
falling pieces
pick it up
start again
busy salvaging my life
it's building slow
tears flood
words scorch
falling hard
pick it up
start again
when does it end?

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