just the poems

My latest blog, a home for my poems and only my poems, though many are also at ashesonthemoon.....If some of you only want to read the poems and not all my other lunatic ranting here it is I'll try to keep it current.

Saturday, July 23, 2005

Madness

things you don't understand at all

walk with me to the end of this hall

now you'll ask me

why have a hallway that leads to nothing?

Some journeys are pointless,

the only purpose they serve is that we make them,

Why make a hallway that leads to nothing?

Why make a life that ends in nothing then?

Thursday, July 21, 2005

A midnight musing

I sleep
is it worth it
I wonder
to see the things I see
trapped behind my eyelids

where
do these images come from
these fickers of twisted torment
why are my hands locked around
a stranger's throat

and why
is there a severed hand
under my pillow
I don't remember
putting it there

Perhaps I really am
that monster I dream I am
and this life
is but a dream
of what I wish I were

January....

sliver of moon
below me
drowning in the fountain
just how did we come to this
you say you love me
with an empty with kiss

shadows sleeping
in the trees they remian
to comfort me
in the wake of you
Ironically

snowflakes
have a cold caress
but their touch
is what I have left
is desertion
a blessing or a curse?

Saturday, July 16, 2005

empy or full

June 2003
The house feels empty when everyone is home
and full when I'm left by myself......
empty of regrets
or full of ghosts and memories

Thoughts have Wings

Four men argue over a public dinner
one will not budge from his chair over convictions,
the other three stand for theirs,
various belssings they would speak over the feast,
but the forth man will not stand for what he does not beleive
the other diners grow anxious as the tension mounts
I go and beg them all to sit and break bread
One says, "but he will not stand for our prayers"
I nod, "we cannot make him.
Your prayers will reach God just the same."
Thoughts have wings
Even those uttered in silence in the deepest part of the human heart fly to God
It is a prayer in and of itself and a reminder
Thoughts have wings
Amen

Dream for Me

Dream for me
While I am here eyes held open and captive by the world gone mad
Dream of better
Lives not so saddened by senseless violence and the greed mixed in with human nature
Dream of peace
For old men, young men, soldiers, scholars, and all things in between
Dream sweet dreams to carry back to me in the waking world of madness
That I shall not lose hope
Dream for me

Friday, July 15, 2005

Eat the Pain

eat the pain swallow it down

gotta have more
kicking the ground

everyone lies

everything's true

eat the pain

While I sit and Brood

speak about life

tell me of hate

but proof beyond words

makes you hesitate

I sit numb cause I'm losing you
and I think I may be losing my mind too

eat the pain
have some more
you eat mine
and I'll eat yours

call me a loser
but I'm just a user
fixed on the pain from my own abuser

everyone lies

everything's true

eat the pain
till I'm bullet proof

so here I sit numb cause I'm losing you
and I think I may be losing my mind too

eat some pain
swallow some crow
I'll bite this bullet
until I Choke !!!!

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

when God counts his money?

does he count it...in the church.....
does it matter what it's worth

is it blessed or is it cursed

can poverty be worse

when God counts his money
does he count his pennies too
or what came from me not you?