Beyond Horizons (Working)

Communication is a matter of imagination and patience,
Speaking in metaphors, speaking in rhymes.
A blending of thoughts... 

The stories told in the...

September 1  2000
When someone new ventures in to your path... Oh.. how pleasant... And I want to say thanks...
 

Hero Of The Dream (working Title)

In the works....

Beyond the night sky.. a gallop away,..
The bravest of men, the hero of dreams...

August 31  2000
The strangest dreams have been haunting me as of late...
 

Beyond the Tears

Soft rains silently fill deepened pools
Gentle breezes follow torrential storms
Gleaming sun streaks silver-gray skies
Painting smiles upon frowning cloud faces

Yet trees and flowers miss sun's glory
Only shadows of former selves
Sand blurring clear ocean vision
Stinging beings beyond the tears

Envision dreams of pure life
Allowing creation to take form
Green grass, clear blue waters
Fill quests of tranquillity

May 4  2000
No other should be lost in the quest  to find yourself
 

Opinions

Perhaps we can get a little honest with ourselves
What happened to living with compassion?
Opinions damage hearts and douse life
We're only flaunting our lack of respect
When we relate to individuals based on opinions

We speak as if what we say are facts, 
And interpret the thoughts in others minds as such
And have the nerve to tell each other what we really mean
I wish we could just listen to ourselves and our...Opinions!
We rationalize and judge, you'd think our word was law

 The many illusions we use to formulate our opinions
We only have the right to hold our own point of view
Not to insult, in the name of neutral observations
Why fight each other, in vain, to control, diminish
 Argue blindly, each driving home the final stake

A no-win situation is what we have on our hands
Over and over and over and over
It is not different, and that is not what was meant.
Why can't we just believe one another's explanations
If it's an opinion, I'd rather not know!

March 30  2000
Hmmm... There must be a way to communicate...
In a fair way, each believing the other, and assuming the best.
To speak from the heart, in an effort to facilitate healing.
 

Forever Unknown

A future of adventure
sorrow and pleasure
a legend of heroes and kings
conquering and surrender

Delusion of uncertainty
licking the sweet edge
of two bladed treasures
enriching the blood of inner self

Paths of existence
intrinsically force questions
imagination answers
friendly fire of Socratic dialogue

Tears of bewilderment flowing
hopeful in streams of future
watching life take to the air
following forever unknown

March 24  2000
One never knows really what will happen in the future...
The only thing that is certain,.. is uncertainty....
 

Sleeping Aeons

Painted in Shadows with colors unseen
Stolen from darkness, revealed in dreams...

And now in silence, hidden in my thoughts..
Existence forever... watch it all fall away...

In suspended animation
Wait for your mind to fall.. fall.. fall...
In to the dreams of some decider
Sleeping Aeons....

January 30  2000
Ever wonder what is really going on all around you?
I do... and every time I do.. I have more questions than answers... 
 

Elusive

For so long I was hidden from your sight,
for you to find...
Then suddenly right in front of your face,
for you to ignore....

January 23  2000
Wanting what we can not have.... 
It's not the kill,.. it's the thrill of the chase...
 

The Painted Skies

When she's sad the world is lonely
Silver clouds are crying only
for the pain she feels
so deep inside

The love she thought would save her
has somehow now enslaved her
To a dream she though she wanted
to come true

Spread your wings you can fly
But the dove is never free
In painted skies that shade the color
of your dream

Only nightmares are real
Confusion conceals the only reason
for the feelings you can't hide

When she smiles the world it shines
But the silver clouds are only there
to hide the distant storm
that's coming soon

The love she let surround her
has become the waves that drown her
in the sea of ever changing
warmth and cold

When the nightmares ensue
All that you can do is paint your sky
another brighter shade of blue

Spread your wings you can glide
above the violent storms
that plague your life
You paint the picture blue or gray

Fly away

January 12  2000
A poem about a sad little girl, her empty love, and a shimmer of hope...
 

My Beautiful Innocent Butterfly

January 6  2000
A poem of release, forgiveness and peace...
I so love butterflies and will never look at them the same again...
 

Placid aquatic winds
Fierce solar flares
Manticores
 Titans and servants
 Butterflies and serpents
Resolve fairly with honesty
Openly with love
Gently with consideration
Thoroughly with reason
All things exist as spirit

January 5  2000
All things on our planet can, and in the end, do exist in harmony
Please do not underestimate one's courage, strength, character and dedication..
 

All thought is free expression
Revolutions of sub atomic particles
Trickling to the stars below
Only to explode beyond the universe

January 5  2000
Hmmm.... I have no idea what this one is about... can someone tell me please??
 

Watch space fill slowly in reflection
Persistence fades.... dreams concealed
Existence plays, all nothing revealed
Falling so far...  standing on the stars

January 4  2000
So... reality is really here after all....  hmmm....
 

Hold on to hope forever
Let the spirit's guidance prevail
You will see a new live begin
And will always love again

January 3  2000
The healing begins..... only when one realizes hope is alive.
 

Burning Bridges

We've all been hurt before
you know the pain
And just to love is not enough
Only now I have to turn away
From love I thought was so true to me
Now I lie alone in my dark and lonely world
Surrounded by this cold embrace of emptiness

No feeling remains, like a restless heart
Naked in the frozen winds of sorrow

Now I feel the bridges burning
Flames reflecting in my eyes
The feeling much too cold to share
Another broken heart to spare
Smoke clouds dreams I've left behind

I never meant to bring you sorrow
I never meant to cause you pain
I know how much it burns so deep inside
It's burning me too

Leave me silent in the morning light
Hold me close until the morning comes again
Oh God, I miss you so 
The shame of truth reveals our nature

Feel the flames are rising
The bridge is falling, the bridge is burning

I never knew that I would need you
I always thought you would be there

Still thinking of you

You know I love you...

New Years Day 2000
There are parts of a loved one's personality we never forget, and may never find again.
 

Watch sunlight fall in your eyes
Wish upon your heart
A final chance to watch my life
Fall to where you lie  
Unfold beneath the sky

If I decide on disappearing
Just enjoy the silence
No thoughts can touch me
leaves falling from the trees
Spirit softly in the breeze

New Years Eve, 1999
This is just a humble prayer to let things happen as they may....
Throwing myself down to my knees... and reaching out for help.
 

Drowning in pools of days gone by
Sorrow, pain, loneliness and regret
But nothing I could have done
Would have changed anything at all

Another day at tea so obviously alone
Writing of yesterday’s life long lost
In order to avoid the feelings of today
Never knowing what is really going on

Always in love with impossible dreams
Tears destroy me yet never quite fall
Sadness and sorrow fill my emptiness
As happiness flutters about like butterflies

December 1999
Sometimes we just can not understand the reasons things happen.
That is what bothers me the most usually... 
I can handle the truth... and the reality... illusions haunt me so....
It is sad to underestimate one's strength, character and dedication..
 

Rain falls, gently stirring dreams
Surrounded in oceans of thought
A single moment of beloved unity
Washed away with tides of loneliness

December 27 1999
Missing someone hurts... and writing helps to alleviate the sadness.
 

Christmas Day 1999
Life presents us with many interesting places...
In the spirit of discovery and higher thinking.
 

Unforgiven

 Whatever was done so long ago
Guess it’s too late now…
Sentenced to a life of solitude,
While togetherness surrounds…

A glimpse into the mind…
Of the sorcerer to blame…
Reveals no apparent reason…
To slowly turn insane…

Tortured beyond recognition,
Cruel mastermind unseen…
Eternal parade of splendor,
A life of impossible dreams…

 Brief moments of illusion,
Weave fascinating tales to tell…
Drowning in depths of existence…
Apparently, I’ve done it all myself…

 Labour Day 1999
Wrote this one in Yosemite... I was pretty sad and lacked hope...
I realize that how we handle life's obstacles is our prerogative. 
 

Ashes and promises share a bond
Through the winds of change
Words are blown away
When visions that should be
Are tattooed in your mind
The power to let go
Is sometimes hard to find

The answer cannot be found
In the writing of others
Or the words of a trained mind
In a precious world of memories
We find ourselves confined

Claws so razor sharp
Ripping at the spirit

Promises a potential to hurt
Is anything real?
When forever is to be until
Deep inside, in the world of empty words...
No escaping from those haunting
Empty words...

Do you ever feel it?
A craving that is so strong
To by thought rewind in order to find

Expectations that shined though the doubt
That soon would turn into the price
Of what a word will be worth
When tomorrow comes
To be and we are left
Standing on our own
And seeing what is real...

 August 1999
Although I realize that growth comes from pain.. and everything will be better soon....
Sometimes.. at the time.. I just hate it.. and hurt.. and cry.. 
and wonder if I will be capable of ever loving or being loved again.....
 

 August 1999
I think this one pretty much well speaks for itself....