Mislead. You found yourself. You sit there upon that dusty shelf. Memories flood what’s left of your mind and your heart is repairing from the source of your find. A broken life is never too late to fix, miracles happen like simple magic tricks.

DRAWN TO LIGHT

Dripping heavy like cement on cloth
The beating wings of this here moth
The words that taught a blank display
Dust swept up and flew away
It's not too late for her to see
The lovely things ahead of me
And though a moth for a mind is tough
It never seems to get enough
At least it is to His design
That with this pencil it looks just fine
But hideous it may as well be
For appearances hardly matter to me

He's so big,

That he can become this small,

And still be strikingly beautiful

Skim

Glide,

Oh sorrow

Speak softly of tomorrow

With wings,

My light,

You’ll see it bright

Upon the window’s surfaces

And find, you might,

Your written purposes

Speak loudly, not today

And upon morning’s “hi”,

Fly!

March not, Dear Beauty

Legs will not secure duty

And fail you

Mistake not, your bright purpose,

And skim to your knight slumber

Misery, be gone!

Flight, take on! 

A Curse Called Sweeping Sleep

Stopping to inhale,

Pulsing subsides

Timelessly fighting,

Frightening lightning,

Spilling sparks on pavement

Fresh to the touch,

But not quite inviting

Sleep finds my eyes,

And stops mysterious cries

Peace at night,

Speaks of rest

Morning brings Strayness

And rest for the restful

Depart I shall not

“Swept away,” I thought

Waking in a Wonder

In the eclipsing caves of the highland

My morning sight gazes

Into the vat of peculiar shimmering water

My chemist mindset finds

Palladium present

The vat empties to somewhere

With the whine of a violin

My ears, a guide

Not that I’d confide

“Refresh,”

Whispered the morning mist

Green, of the Orchard

And scented of its pears

Seeping out all worries and cares

The Waterstill’s face,

Is below where I stand

Offering a mysterious hand

The Still fills the pool beneath

And runs into the forest

The Keyper there feeds

And fills the land with all its needs

Sea Ribbons

Flourish

Bring forth the War!
Shoot the arrows
Bring me thunder
Bring me fire

Challenge me
Push me
Scream and yell
Force and tell

Make me like you
Bring forth my life
And mold me
Form my heart
Mind, and soul

Lord,
Electrify my mind
Spark a flame
Let me brighten
Let me fight

Let me flourish
Armor me right
Ready me to fight
I'm ready, God

Take control!

Only Passion Flows

At the stream
I get my fill,
Among my dream
Of Waterstill

My eyes so bright:
Which seem to glow,
From in the night-
They watch the flow

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The Hand I Hold

When my path begins to sway
And my hopes all go astray
Fill my sky, he will, Sunray
And wash all my doubt away

The world of Sway and Stifle.

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SunRay

Subsiding is life
Conjuring is light

My freedom lies with you alone:

My peace, among my love
My fellowship,
My happiness,
Among my love

SunRay,
The light cannot be captured
Unless it is you capturing it
Fore you are the source

My frozen beams are chilled
And you bring them warmth

Whenever I'm fearful
You wrap me in peace,
And help me rest the night away.

Just a Little Brighter

The feeling of bright stars upon my skies
The greatness of the love that flies
The future for my peaceful song
The light, it frees and stays so long

My waking hour,
The sun has set
My heart resides upon the shortest tower
This life of mine shall soon be met


The earth that lured me so,
It is one with me
But not on my go
With my eyes so low,
I'll never see

"May my identity come back to me"
A prayer we far to often need
Where has your Heaven gone?
Has earth truly convinced ye?

Let it through:
The light that the curtain seals
The shade is diseased
The Sonlight, He heals!

God and Ghost Sightings

Present
Omnipresent
Constant

Unspoken
Unseen
Un-uttered

Dripping from my every thought,
Is the Someone I cannot see

My restless field of flowers,
Where my heart is being held
That is where sight and sound have left me
With nothing but a chill

My free fall frees my mind of dust
Ever present wave, a gust

Foreign sightings come to play
This Alien took my breath away

-Excite!
     -Ignite!
Drowning in fright-
Sinking into flight-

He who resides in the wind of creation
Invades me,
Haunts me
On my way to The Eternal Vacation

Curious Page,

You ignite potential
You free the mystery
Create conflicts
Start wars
Free slaves
Assemble romances
Raise the dead
Spin rhymes
Fill skies
Build fortresses
Claim kingdoms
Boast great victories
Touch souls
Conduct songs
Wake monsters
Construct murder
You judge
You kill
You lie
You cause drama
You set peace
And you carry my passion upon your dry surface
You display my words,
And bring excitement to my life.

Curious Page,
You've never let me down...

The Dreamcatcher

Wise Dreams

 

Bizarreties

I have friends among these.
They fly and they freeze.
Creatures without knees.
They flutter among uninspired trees.
Known as thoughts, ideas, or keys.
Possessors: Do not tease,
The ones unaware of Bizarreties

Aquarium

One glorious day,
The trees will be still
The shoreline will move
And the flood will begin

Swallowed,
The forest will continue
Refreshed, quenched
Revived.
Life will begin
And light will set in
Among the flooded forest walls

The sun would shine,
And the moon would beam.

One glorious day,
The day they would capture their dream

The Nature of Us

Of Nature so rare,

My heart enters thee.

So vivid and so clear,

The most beautiful sight I’ll ever see.

I trusted you from the start.

I fell deeply in love,

Knowing you would soon possess my heart,

Like a gracious light-beaming dove.

And now I shall sing to thee:

Please, don’t ever let me stray from the Sea.

I had settled among the darkest of trees,

Until you came, with waves, and rescued me.

The Words of the Wise Guy

Citadel

Maelstrom

Resplendence

Cadence

Sojourn

Narthex

Dreadnaught

Ascendancy

Requiem

Nocturne

Bay (as in the baying of the hounds)

Evanescence

Ambrosia

Malevolent

Pandemonium

My Glorious Friend

Frozen in a lavender sky,
The glowing freelings touched the trees
Someone cracked a barrel of golden soil,
Upon Hell’s ground and under our shaken knees
The peace on earth has long passed ceased,
Life’s just beginning for those who believe
Night catches the last of the light particles,
And greets the dead morning,
As it never seems to rise
“This will be the end”
Said My Glorious Friend
“The end of your torment and toil,
Take my hand to experience the source of this rich golden soil
And bloom, My flower,
Let My Beautiful Son warm and erase your terrible spoil.”

Inside

You've tiptoed into blinding commotion

Uncensored chaos

A speck of insanity

Yet a nature of peace

Welcome Friend

From Among These Leaves, I'm Brightened by Your Beauty

Striking!

A glamorous essence,

Fragrant and alive-

The patterns among the leaves.

Details of the ridged,

Wise and stylish-

The branches among the trees.

Flattened by the radiant,

The sturdy canvas-

The resting place of my knees.

"Through the window, I can see you sun lit golden eyes. You've got me so caught up, oh My God."-Falling Up 

My Unbreathable Unbelievable Inconceivable Descend

If I shall trip,

Let me fall.

I'd rather have you help me crawl.

For I'm beyond the point of tripping,

My energy is slipping.

Falling is my hobbie of new.

As long as I'm simply falling for you. 

From Sinking to Sinking

No one knows what lies ahead.

I think I'll sink the ship instead.

Without a doubt, I'd lift an arm.

For I'm not willing to survive such harm.

Using the last of my strength to lighten the load,

I begin a promise to myself, a path to a new road.

Just as this beautiful promise occurred.

God promised me something that seemed even more absurd.

The promise of happiness.

A Gift, and a privilege.

My Rainbow after the storm.

My life, once again, reborn.

A hand to hold.

The warm to my cold.

My strength and my weakness.

Remain in me.

Colourful and free.

My beautiful wonderful Sea,

I sink deep into thee.

Remove and Discard

Hurt.

The ultimate pain.

The sting,

Enough to be drivin insane!

The tears,

That accumulte.

Suffering and restlessness.

A truly hopeless state.

Leave it all behind,

As you progress the sun-soaking road.

A sweet melody, you will find,

And awake in a dream of truth.

Freedom is in your fingertips,

Even when it seems lost.

Remove, heal, discard.

A Vision

A sky of grey.

The trees, unshaken.

Being forced awake,

The accused mistaken.

Waves for Sale!

Ocean Tides will find you!

But for what price?

The price of everything you are.

Surrender, 

For they approach,

With a tendency to wipe you clean of ALL thoughts.

Cleared-

Renewed-

Recreated.

Past and future are erased as well.

All that remains of you is your present.

What will you do next?

p.s. The Tide is on your side.

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Wayne Wayne,

He's the opposite of lame!

In Mandy's eye's he's Fame.

Some may say he's insane.

But I would dance with Wayne in the Rain.

He's my favourite,

And he's to blame.

'Cause he's in my aim.

That Wayne Warm-Front Name.