Dying Dreams

Dying Dreams

My dreams are locked away

Hidden in the darkest room

No windows or doors

Not even a single crack

No chance for them to escape

No chance to ever be granted

And no one cares

No one even thinks of my dreams

Not one person cares

How could I ever had expected more

My dreams are just left to die

Alone and without light

Without any hope

Just dreams that have died

Just like a million others I have had

And a million other I have forgotten

Alone In The Night

Alone In The Night

Stand alone in the night

Listen to nothing

The pure sound of silence

Bathe in the light of a billion billion stars

So far away

Yet they look as if you could touch them

The moon rises from the horizon

A beautiful shade of amber

Let your imagination go

Allow it to run free

Hold you fears deep inside of you

Then and only then

If you can just believe

You will see the beauty of the night

The beauty hidden by the sun

Disguised by the warmth of the day

You will see the miracle God created

Knowing

Knowing

It is so hard knowing

Knowing that you know the time

Not the day, week or month

Just knowing that it is coming

Coming sooner than you expected

Years, months and days passed by

Sometimes seeming to last forever

Other times racing by until there is very little left

Still you take time to remember

Remembering everything you did

Forgetting a lot of it

Thee people you knew

The women who you loved

There are so many things left to do

So much life to be lived

Such a short time

If your life is measured in weeks

It is so hard knowing

Knowing how little time you have

Knowing that you are going to die

It is so hard knowing

Cold Air

Cold Air

North winds sweeping down

Ice covers the frozen land

Snow falls day and night

When The Mind Goes

When The Mind Goes

It is sad when a mind goes

Trying to remember what has been forgotten

Are the memories real?

Are they something the mind has created?

Those people I should know

The things we may have done

It is so hard to tell what is real

It is sad when a mind goes

Seasons Without Sun

Seasons Without Sunlight

The skies are so dark

Clouds block out the heavens

Day appears to be night

As the sun races past

The moon goes through its phases

Unseen and unnoticed

The darkness continues

Week after week

Month after month

The clouds drift by

A solid mass

Changing but always there

The coolness of autumn

The coldness of winter

Seasons without sunlight

Under The Weeping Willow Tree

Under The Weeping Willow

I saw you when we were kids

Playing with blocks on the kindergarten floor

We grew up

You became a beauty

I became a geek

I never had the never had the nerve to talk to you

Then we met

Under the weeping willow down on the shores of the river

We met, we held hands and we kissed

That old weeping willow shed its tears

The willow's tears that flowed in happiness

We had found the love we both wanted

I proposed and we wed

Promising to share our lives from then on

Never to part

I saw the love in your eyes

The geek married the beauty

And the rest of our lives began

Under the weeping will down on the shores of the river

We shared our vows

The rings shined on our finger

That old weeping willow shed its tears

The willow's tears that flowed in happiness

We had found the forever we both wanted

Our baby was born on a summer day

The sun was warm and the breeze gentle

She was named willow

And she smiled at the sun shining through the leaves

She loves her mother and father

All the love in the world could be seen in her eyes

Under the weeping will down on the shores of the river

We were the perfect family

A beautiful little girl with a future of love ahead

She brought pure happiness into our lives

That old weeping willow shed its tears

The willow's tears that flowed in happiness

We had found the family we both wanted

That winter the love of my life died

She went to sleep

She answered God's call

All her prayers would be answered

I am sure that she was welcomed to Heaven

And given a beautiful pair of wings

Under the weeping will down on the shores of the river

I laid her body to rest

A beautiful love that will last forever

She is smiling because she was loved

That old weeping willow shed its tears

The willow's tears that flowed in sadness

The love of my life was gone

Demon

Demon

Such evil

Hiding in plain sight

Hatred flowing free

It watches every movement

Listens to what is said

A demon from the bowels of Hell

It wants the world to burn

To destroy itself

Its eyes are burning skulls

Crying tears of putrid blood

Screaming in eternal torment

They watch as we suffer

That is what it was born for

Created by man

It is feared by its creator

It watches

It schemes

It sets man against his brother

Fighting war after war

Until man exists no more

Fractals

Fractals

Colors, strands and beams

Arranged into a rainbow

Twisted around each other

They form a warped vision

Every piece large

Every piece small

Connected in an infinite web

Confusion and clarity

Chaos and order

All in one place

Spread across the Universe

It is seen in the mind

Conjured up in nightmares

Just a series of mathematical equations

Numbers in the right place at the right time

Creating such beauty

Losing History

Losing History

Buildings centuries old

Part of our history

They are who we are

They still echo with voices

Voices telling us who we were

Now, they are neglected

Left to rot under Summer rains

The art within is lost

The stories within the buildings are never told

The memories of who built them fade

They turn to dust as quickly as the buildings

Now is the time to save history

To let our childrens children know

That we had a glorious history

One to be remembered

Not left to fie and rot

They were always more than myths

For good or bad they have to know one thing

They were us

Jackie

Jackie

Doing 85 in a 35

Driving my daddy's El Camino

The engine roars like a hungry lion

A creature that would never be tamed

The wheels throw dust behind me

There is a redhead on the seat beside me

Daisy dukes and a halter top

Aphrodite has come to life

Her legs wrap around my stick shift

She takes it from first to fifth

Ever gaining speed on this country back road

Fence posts rush by in a blur

I can hear no sounds except the wheels

Tearing up the road as we fly over it

So many accidents on this road

So many people killed on “Dead Man's Curve”

What makes me think I can make it?

Is the chance worth the love of a girl?

Would I ever get a night with her

Or even a kiss?

The speedometer hits 110

The stars are no longer points of light in a distance sky

They begin whirling they are so beautiful

She moves closer tome

Her skin glistens in the light from the dashboard

Beads of moisture looks like a million diamonds

The song on the radio is pounding into my body

Building ecstasy far beyond what any boy should feel

Stopping would cause the feelings to wither and die

The faster we go the erotic she feels

Her every nerve controls her passion

Burning deep within her ivory skin

Bringing her to the edge of orgasm

The brakes lock

The tires squeal as she screams in passion

The motor dies with a bang

The wheels stop in total quiet

Then there is just silence

The silence was broken by her voice

She told me her name was Jackie

Then the door opened as she disappeared

Was she just in my mind?

An image conjured from my loneliness?

The motor died next to a tree

A white cross stood before me

Surrounded by dying flowers

One word was on the cross

It was faded because of the falling rain

It was a name

“Jackie” it said

Then I knew that she was gone

The Song Of An Angel

The Song Of An Angel

Standing in the bottom of the canyon

The sun beats down heating the rocks

The wind burns my skin as it blows by

There is not a cloud floating in the sky

Water turns to steam as I try to drink

The branches of dead trees build a roof

Brown shrubbery makes up my bed

A voice echoes through the chasm

Sweet and melodic it flows

The notes of a beautiful, unwritten song

So far out of place it makes me think

It makes me look through the branches into Heaven

An angel stands there

She is singing for me

Trying to give me hope in my hopelessness

Beckoning me to be at peace

To rest my tortured soul in her hands

I climb to her still hearing her song

Looking back I see my body

Torn and burned by only God knows what

I feel so sorry for the man below

My soul has found happiness in her song

Pandora's Box

Pandora's Box

The skies rip apart

Filling with a hot white fire

The winds blow both hot and cold

Burning and freezing

Birds are replaced by black dragons

Smoking cinders fall like rain

Covering the ground below

Burying people as they run

The ancient gods rise up from the ashes

Full of vengeance and hate

Desiring peace they fight for humanity

What has caused the world such pain?

Pandora's Box has been opened

Hope has died a violent death

The last chance was taken from man

Rains will wash away the ash

The sky will heal

Man will survive

He always has

The gods will return from whence they came

But Pandora's Box will remain empty

Devoid of all hope

Standing at the Gates of Heaven

Standing at the Gates of Heaven

Standing at the gates of Heaven

I look between the bars

Such a paradise just beyond

Kept out of my reach

I am only allowed to watch

Gargoyles block my way

Holding me back

They rip at my cloaks

Tearing them to shreds

Black angels sing my praises

Wrapping leather wings around me

Holding my breaths deep in my chest

They tear at my heart

Pulling my arteries from my chest

Drawing my blood onto the floor

They laugh at my unending pain

Enjoying the torture they inflict

I am drawn away to a hell of my own making

Watching eternity from a molten rock

From now until the end of days

Snakes and demons will be my only friends

Only existing in my private hell

Mother Nature's Canvas

Mother Nature's Canvas

Mother Nature's canvas

Endless blue sky

Unchanging

She waves her brush

Such beautiful strokes

Moved by her breathe

They drift across her canvas

Lit by the sun

They become a masterpiece

Even though they may try

No artist could ever paint such beauty

No picture could ever match her work

Mother Nature should be proud

The world below looks up in awe

She has created such perfection

Using just a brush and her breath

That is a miracle to be admired

Demon Sleep

Demon Sleep

Sleep is such an evil creature

Living in the dark

Creeping through the shadows

It hunts every human

Wrapping itself around an active mind

Its tendrils draw ideas away

Sapping a person's will to think

Sleep will tell your mind what to see

The ultimate pleasure of a sensual woman

Or a demon tearing your soul to pieces

Sleep has complete control

It will never leave

Every minute makes it stronger

It knows what you desire most

Sleep will only release you in the morning light

It will wait in the light

Watching you

Planning what it will do

When the sun sets and the moon rises

Sleep will return stronger than ever

And again you will be under its control