Monday, October 29, 2007

I Think About You

I think about you
When days come dark like this
Corners of shadows flickering
Inside a dark dim way

Nothing of nothing everywhere
I can not feel its mood
In its vanguard ways twisted
Until my dreams come once more in

Yesterday is nearly forgotten
Of everything it once had
Footsteps to the hills faraway
Never again in reality to be heard

I am lonely like an empty wall
Without pictures to decorate
Only white painting of clear thoughts
Not to be given any other

The gray blue window
Has its curtains covered for nothing to see
Only raindrops falling in echoes
Outside peaceful memories

Away my thoughts wander
Into its forgotten place of gone times
When raindrops were fresh on my face
And not bitter at all like today

I think about you
But you are not here with me
We have drifted too far away and against
Each other like cold delicate nimbuses

Friday, October 26, 2007

Days Found and Lost

Days found and lost
Into the bursting life

Moment’s waves passing
Dark or light ways

Something to be lost
From multiplying reasons

Over to there from here
Circling through and on

Yesterdays coming lost
With its turning impression

Everything inside to blear
Lucking the keys unknown

Sun and the moon showing
From the clouds afar

Diluting moments through
Never restoring again

High and low occasions
Waves to doubtful shores

Dreams some oceans away
Tangles in lives highways

Some paths barely seen
With threads of the passing

Stained glass multiplied tincture
Encircling new forms

Saturday, October 20, 2007

Inside This Dream

Inside this dream
There are flower cast going
Downward coldness stream
Icy crystals flowing
You could give me your beam
In a blue between glow
Where the dark shadows seem
Always on the go

Inside your brain turn
There is reasons outset
As the clouds in evening burn
And more reddish they get
I will wait for you still
With my beat going on
Dreams and thoughts to spill
Till they are all gone

Inside nights that wake
Whilst I am a sleep
In new purposes to take
And old ways to keep
I have given this my love song
To the dreams of much dim
In my heart I’ll long
And outside reasons skim

In October

In October
Sweet love was in
With the moon in blue
And turning shadows

My window
Kept the cold outside
Of nearly frost earth
And shivering leaves

The birds have flown
To somewhere
And the bare branches
Are longing for next spring

The Evening Is Coming

The evening is coming
Like rain clouded drift
Drooping over the trees
Lonely hour’s dark

Every day is in doubt
Of the feelings inside
Going nowhere perhaps
With untried leaves

I have wandered away
Through crystal clear stillness
Over thoughts that come
Through these moments
That comes

Sadness going by
With my heart faraway
Ripping waves like water
Every twinge inside there

Exhausted hours of dark
In the shadows that pass
With life going on
In the corner
Of unturned pages

Saturday, October 6, 2007

Old Love Songs

A flower in my heart
because spring is not here
a love song of earth
is inside growing

Thoughts of footsteps gone
unfolding from the past
through daydreams coming
with the hours away

My love song to you
to the night stars above
in a winter gray and dark
and new feelings

The poems of secrets on
in to the heart of dreams
like a river of old innocence
nested in our thoughts

Emotional breeze of leaves
from the garden dark chill
sleeping blossoms of past
inside our roots

The books that we remembered
from love songs fading
like days of old September
in to the dawn tomorrow

Saturday, March 17, 2007

Outside These Broken Wings

Shall I look for heart?
Outside these broken wings
Where will the singer start?
Tuning his tender strings
If not inside the window
Of the pureness to be
That falls around like glow
For anyone in love to see

Bring your feelings outside
Where the dust will settle down
Flickering fires will abide
From seeds of feeling sown
Wings fly across the sky
Finding not always the way
Some of love’s fires die
In the rising of cold day

Tune though your strings well
Singer of timeless songs
Emotions can never foretell
Where the inside belongs
Reasonable ways are there none
Only feelings and dreams
Catch the waves one by one
Some is different than seems

Bring Every Flower

Bring every flower
To the inside

There is so much darkness
To know
Like traveling night
With the stars
From the window
Of glassy ice snow

Give me a love to know
Let every existence
In time become real
Losing not its footsteps

Everything is in its distance
Flowing along
To be found
One by one
Like the day
That rises from its dark

We are the seeds
That flow in the breeze
Finding each way
To earth
Making the soil
Full of grass

Those who wait
Shall never find
Destiny wind
Those that go
Are gone forever

Be aware
Of the withering dust

Give Some Future

Give some future inside tomorrow
All is drifting in its breeze
Flowering seeds there to borrow
Love is disguise to what you see
The rainy clouds come and go
Everything is quite steady on
You must just feel what you know
Rise to the billows or be gone

Past to future will carry destiny
Nothing we can do about or break
Love songs into open for you and me
Who is the judge to what it takes
Right or wrong may be in your book
Wedging on the things that you know
But who really knows where to look
When footsteps divide them and grow

Not everything's just right or wrong
Something’s so much in there between
Just like there is some beautiful song
Others are still dwelling to be seen
You and I have hope for so much
Bringing forward the coming day
Hanging it lose getting out of touch
Life is not brightness or its grey

Thursday, February 15, 2007

I Just Can't Walk Away

Give me your heart again
I can't have any doubt
Somewhere my pain and den
Fading to nowhere out
Sunshine like love inside
This and that’s now calling
Deep in the deep there hide
All of my love is falling

Forgetting to move on
Always just searching more
All of good days are gone
What will tomorrow store
The way that you moved me
Something I can't forget
Love is so much eternally
Nothing shall come instead

Pictures set in my mind
And sleeping inside my heart
Now they are left behind
Coming around to new start
Smiles that we had so strong
Feelings we felt yesterday
Entirely now moving along
But I just can't walk away

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

To You I Sing

To you I sing
My song in words
A playful feeling
Like the wind in trees

A thought that is with a single breeze
A seed to catch and hold
The perfumed garden
Inside to be the flowers

Each road ahead
My dreams filled with air
A long way inside the circle
Of each romantic secret

What you might say
To my ear in a playful whisper
All colors warped inside of this
To come and be closer

The walls of walls
Surrounding each garden
With fanciful gates and secrets
That only lover know

The thoughts that come and warp the heart
With innocence and something more
About the songs we both will become
When dark and chill are faraway

Whatever Comes

Day comes easy
From dark turning
Over into the flesh
Mustering the grass
Flickering dreams

Night from sleep to wake
Captive moments of dawn
Coming with new thoughts
Scrolling the daydreams on
Until a steady beat

Without the night’s darkish flesh
Only the hour that comes
To turn the heart
Into its self

Bring it closer to me
The fragrance of yesterday
The shivering past gone
Into a winter’s dream
Of early twilight’s shine
Each one that shall be
The moments that come and be
Aloud and in silent thought
Phantom of the shadows
Breezing nippy free
Not too late not too soon
The early hours to start
Before they disappear

Without the night’s darkish flesh
Only the hour that comes
To turn the heart
Into its self

Nowhere to begin
The petals of life’s leaves
The grass of time and thought
Each day and night that goes
Into its very own
All chained together memories
That rise with you to stay
And bring the weaned out love
Of all remembrances
Quite wonderful tomorrow
Ahead of dreams unborn
The blossoms to the flesh
And seeds of unknown days

O what a way of never returns
That come and goes so easily
And bring in bright and dark
The crowded minutes passing
To leave you all alone
Into the next of nothing yet

Without the night’s darkish flesh
Only the hour that comes
To turn the heart
Into its self