Friday, November 24, 2006

THE NIGHT

The darkness opens its gates
the iron sounds its strain
inviting the wanderers in
its lure the waywards' fate

I grow accustomed to it
the long walks in the night
with no warmth or sight
save on the moon's light writ

A chill of absence grown
down streets and avenues
through bitter stiffened sinews
is to day and sun unshown

It stalks me in the pitch
and beckons with the tide
to height, th'always alone to hide
pauper from the wrath of rich

Shadow lies a shade 'mongst kin
soul lies likewise atrophied
skin from its colour freed
I, like the night, am cold within

Saturday, November 18, 2006

ONLY FOR A MOMENT

If only for a moment
to see that smile again
to hear that silver sonnet
from her lips,
but until then

Monday, November 06, 2006

SETTING STRIDE

All over the world people live their lives
giving, forgiving, and setting strides

Only I stand here, watching it all
I look at them as time goes by
I see old men sleep and babies crawl
I see young men weep and mothers cry

All their love is spent and hearts are broken
as they guard themselves, leave it unspoken

Only I stand here, watching it all
I look at them as time goes by
I see boys at play and girls in song
I see some smile, some with faces long

All the ages past are just like this one
all gasping for breath 'neath the hot, hot sun

Only I stand here, watching it all
I look at them as time goes by
I think to my self "what is there to see?"
I stand and I stare "they're just like me"
"Am I really only one of them?"

All over the world people live their lives
giving, forgiving, and setting strides