The Dark Side

 

The Dark Side

You want to know my mind

What I am thinking

Can you stand the darkness?

Will the demons scare you?

There are no prayers for hope

God would never tread these lands

What will you say of my twisted reality?

Is it because of drugs or alcohol?

Could it be the way I see life?
I know there is beauty in the world

I have heard so much about it

It’s hiding what you don’t want to see

Take a walk on the other side

See what I see

Dream what I dream

Let the words flow

Tell what you have seen

Take time to write a dark poem

Write of its beauty

Enjoy a world you have never known

Then return to your world

A world of flowers and bunnies

But know that darkness exists

And it is a part of your life

The Words

The Words

In the distance

I hear words of hope

Talking about love

Speaking of the end of war

Saying we are friends

We are brothers and sisters

We were born of God

Mother Nature was our mother

They do not want us to fight

The words echo through our being

Spoken by the wind

Shared by the animals and trees

The problem is we do not listen

We turn a deaf ear

Still the words keep repeating

Over and over again

Until the end of time

Then it will be too late

Our global family will be gone

No one left to listen

No one left to love

Balconies

Balconies

Where did the balconies go?

Lovers can no longer read sonnets from below

Romantics can’t climb the vines to kiss their true love

Couples need a new way to elope

Romeo cannot woo his fair Juliet

Love is truly lacking inspiration

Where did all the balconies go?

I do not know but in today’s world

We need just one

Built for romantics and lovers

And the idea of love

Reflective Memories

Reflective Memories

The dark light of loneliness

Shining off of reflective memories

All of the saddest moments of my life

The times I wanted to die

The times I fought back for one more breath

Memories of my still birth so many years ago

My first lost love when I was only six

The dog my father had put down while I was at school

My mother's death when I needed her the most

Lies that people have to me to keep me quiet

If the universe would end tomorrow

If I would struggle for my last breath

I would have something to say

To let everyone how I felt about my life

I say just one line of three little words

Those would be “It's about time”

Then I could rest with the pain behind me

And it's about time

The End of Life

The End of Life

I have only a few minutes left

The end of the world is coming fast

Just ninety minutes

So little time to do what I wanted

Not enough to love a beautiful woman

Not enough to sing a song of peace

Not enough to have a really great meal

Not enough to be smarter than a fifth grader

Maybe not enough to drink enough to forget

It will be enough to confess my sins

To make make amends to any spirit I have offended

I will have enough time to look at the sky

To take the time to look at the stars so far away

So many planets

So many stars

So much life

Why are we the chosen ones

Given a warning of when we are going to die

Doesn't anyone else have a 12/21/12

It just ain't fair!

A Love Poem

A Love Poem

I have been writing for hours

Trying to find just the right words

I want to tell you of love

And how I feel about you

The night comes and then the morning

I know what I want to say

The right words just will not come

My finger strike the keys

Words appear on the screen

They are the perfect words

Written with all of the love I have

I look at them and smile

The computer flickers

The screen goes blank

My perfect words are gone

Lost somewhere in the universe

If only I would have hit save

If only

One Second

One Second

One second

Not a lot of time

A mere speck in the universe

Enough time to fall in love

Too little time to get to know someone

Enough time to have an idea

Too little time for a second thought

Enough time to say the wrong thing

Too little time to take it back

Enough time for a single heartbeat

Too little time to live your life

Enough time to create a memory

Too little time to remember

Enough time to be born

Too little time become who you are

One second is such a short time

Almost unnoticed as it clicks by

Yet it can be so important

It is enough time to die

Too little time to be mourned

It is just one second

What does it really matter?

American Reality

American Reality

Is this the American dream?

Food lines around the block

Families run out of their homes

Tent cities destroyed and rebuilt

Children living in cars

People begging on the streets

The elderly digging for pennies

To find enough to buy their dinner

A nightly can of generic dog food

While the rich eat their prime cut filet

And sleep in nice soft beds

They take their billion dollar bonuses

Never looking around at real life

They pass the poor, the children and the elderly

Not even taking the time to look at them

We starve and struggle just to live

They live the American dream

We sit, pray and hope

For just a second of the American dream

Instead of living the American nightmare

Long

Long

It has been so long

You left my life

I left yours

No tears

No good byes

One day neither of us were there

All that is left is a box

Not even wrapped with a ribbon

Notes that you sent me

Poems I never gave to you

A picture of the two of us

Taken the day we fell in love

But, all of it has turned to dust

Blown away be a passing breeze

It has been too long

The Deer

The Deer

Walking through the woods

Silently across the snow

Leaving a row of tracks

The man hides in a tree

Looking down into the forest

His eyes catch a faint motion

Down below a deer looks up

Their eyes meet for a second

A gun is leveled

A trigger is pulled

A bullet flies into the air

No more deer

December 22nd

December 22nd

I am not worried

There is nothing I can do to stop it

History says the world will end

It knows when it will happen

Yet, it doesn't know how life will end

Will it be from the wrath of God

A drastic change in the weather

Maybe man will cause it

After all we have tried for all of time

Guns and gases

Bombs made to destroy a planet

All offered by the gods of old

Created by man to kill his brother

If it happens I want to be the last to die

I want to say that the rotten bastards finally did it

Then take a gun and blow my head off

But I am not worried

I am not scared

I am sure that the sun will rise again

People will wake from their nervous sleep

And December 22^nd will be just another day

Chilling

Chilling

Today is the day

A day to just chill

Learning to enjoy life

Without the stress of the day

A frosty can of cold beer

A chair positioned just the right way

With a sexy woman on my lap

And an old movie on AMC

The sun shines in the window

The day is so beautiful outside

Yet here I sit with nothing to do

Nowhere to go and all the time in the world

Today a day I have dreamed about

A day that will never come again

But who cares

Tomorrow is for all of the other stuff

Today is just for chilling

And I am going to enjoy it

I Will Never Know

I Will Never Know

I am just an old man

Living my life

More memories behind me

Fewer dreams before me

I have done things that seemed right

Things that I would never do again

Making love in forbidden ways

I remember every moment

Taste every flavor

Smell the wide variety of scents

Every sensation

All etched in my thoughts

Still my mind's eye is blind

It cannot see what I remember

Time has passed without mercy

Taking remnants of my life with it

The imagery has long since gone

I go on living without a past

Trying to resurrect a memory

A memory that my life has denied me

Maybe a memory I was not meant to remember

My mind's eye is blind

I will never know because it cannot see

Or maybe it will not see

I will never know

The Blue Flame

The Blue Flame

Laying alone in my bed

My past has become a blur
My future is still unknown

Memories are becoming fantasies

Fantasies are dying as they pass

I see myself burning in the bitter cold

A blue flame enveloping my body

Heat and cold in an unnatural blending

Yet the pain does not cause me discomfort

Instead a pleasant feeling encircles me

I do not understand what the flames are

I don't know who to thank

I will never know who to blame

I awake in the glow of the morning sun

All of my memories are gone

Shoved into a dark corner of my mind

Lost to decades of time

The flames shield me from a painful past

Hiding me from my lost loves

From the mistakes I made as a youth

They hide the things I may have said in haste

From the hatred I showed my fellow man

The flames burn as my protection

Protecting me from me

Allowing me to look to an unknown future

Without the painful images of my past