Watching clocks
we are, you and me
rebirth till death
is scripted to meditate

Time lords and ladies
you pass aeons
as thousands
of free breathen
convocate to fly,
others scratch
barrowing burrows

in each glance
every dart of green
touches black hands
ever calculating death
the simple cost of life
even unto the act,
will change the equation
recreating the Theory
of Everything

I often don't feel loved
Fiery judgement from above
Awaits those who prejudge.

False witnesses won't budge
Always eating fudge
Wolves in sheep clothing they judge.

I stay to myself; I feel alone
With God there's peace
He comforts me.

The way you tell it, I'm not so bright
You're never wrong and I'm never right.

I think I'd rather
have unrequited love
than to float about
like this,
hanging on
to whatever lordship or prize
life, or the gods
decided to throw my way.

I'm great, really.
Great at the solemn art of not being hurt
or breaking down.
I'm great at brushing it all off.
I'm great.
Really.

Happiness, a broken mirror.
Hope, a shattered dream to be.
Innocence lost forever,
as nightmare fed into reality.

Cruelty lurks behind closed doors,
A broken will shackled and caged,
an abused body left on the floor,
a beautiful life was shattered,

Since then, smiles and laughter
lose their authenticity,
enslaved to human-faced monsters
whose lust shackles me.

Can you see my silent tears,
the mental scars I've suffered,
wrapped in a cocoon of fear
while mortal demons feasted?

METAMORPHOSIS

I don't speak of Spring flowers
sunny days and pic-nicks by the sea.
times of wonder; eyes clouded
by blind innocence.

My soul now mourns
the death of Time
and the loss of dreams
and my eyes have looked
beyond what seems.

What is done is gone,
no-one comes back
from the dead.
What I see in front of me
is pain and dread...and change.

SILENCE.... THE ANGELS OF PEACE ARE PASSING BY
AMEN ..

Peace comes from within

Peace comes from within
seeing the surfs
rise and fall

a distant ship
far in the horizon
rises tall
then calms your
DOWN UNDER
nerves
waves bring calm and peace

not writing on the sand at all
twill be washed
ere you into the waters fall

calm down
peace comes from within
let’s now begin

Searching peace
from within!

I have been moulding
shaping, writing and painting
in the art of Forgiveness
I've now gone the distance

See...

I've refined the lines
Proofread all the text,
binned canvas after canvas
in the quest for my best

I've lost plot of my stories
as my readers eyes digest,
sold the sculpture marveled
chipped from a hearts breast

time doesn't exsist
I've recinded belief
right there I found
pure comfort, relief

into the bliss
this moonlit kiss
of light that lingers
lengths between the
fingers
tensile touch

save you
said you

the seasons storms
had gathered all the
steel and charms
like glitter on the edge
of stitches holding
wounds that never
heal

had we become the
vessel once bright
now seasoned
with the pain and new
dark depths desires

discipula
antumbra

I was beneath a cascade
of wealthy winter

crystals
falling drunk from heaven
I awoke frozen
the ice in the slow
knock of my hearts chamber
and you were
Upon the shine
of a watch fire
a dark fear
staged near

speak not a sound
while the tender
beam of stillness
fell abound

i could taste
your breath
on the stale dream
feel your terse
lips drawn steady
the bosoms heat