Revelations

So terrified of what it means

What calls in the dark of night

You are the brightest of light

Keeping me from losing my cool

Coming apart at the seams

My battered knight in armor

No longer shiny and new

It’s not anyone’s place to judge

Intolerable what people think they can do

To figures on paper-mache

Used for money or power

Not important for what they portray

Kings no longer have power

Should they?

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Carpe Diem

Carpe Diem

Just everyday normal, humdrum things

Coming and going about the day

Recalling faces and songs that we sing

Moving about and going away

Because people do that in their everyday lives

They pack up and move at the drop of a hat

What everyone longs for, everyone strives

Not to fall down, land flat on their back

For goals are important, as far as they go

To chart your own path and guide your own way

But not achievable in one's own life, so

Take time out to seize the day!

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My memory is going...

I can no longer remember both of the parts of Handel's Hallelujah chorus.  I originally learned it in tenor, then I switched a year later to soprano.  After the teacher actually listened to me.  I could hit the tenor notes mind you, but I could hit the soprano easier. LOL  I think I could qualified as a true tenor now, after my thyroid issues.  I was playing around with recording some stuff and I said I know, I'll record both parts of the Hallelujah chorus.  Only to find I can't remember them.  I just love my mind, not! This is not acceptable.  I wish there was something to do about it.  Unfortunately, there is no real problem, hence no solution.  I've had a headache since 1994, that's probably part of it.  Or at least one of the medications I'm on.  I used to remember everything.  And I do mean everything.  Exact conversations.  Now, I have trouble with names.  It sucks.  I'm fighting the best I can.  It makes you feel like you can't win when you're thirty three and you feel like you're fifty.  I understand that there are people that are worse then I am.  I just get frustrated sometimes.  Zebras get lonely sometimes.  It's hard to find someone who understands exactly what it feels like to have stripes. They stick out but at the same time you blend in the jungle. Camouflage isn't always a good thing.  It may stop the person who could help you the most from noticing you. 

Reaching Toward The Stars

Time is short

Let’s seize what we can

Some people’s tomorrow never come

It’s enough to live now

Have what we may

When the starlight reaches us

It may already be gone

It lives on through our memories

Infinity and divinity

Touches our small souls

Brief glimpses on the immortal

We beg and borrow

Never knowing where it will be snatched

If you wait

Tomorrow’s dream may disappear

Bring them love

Let them grow

Hand reaching toward the stars

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Poems

Pieces

A broken shell

Lies in the sand

A thousand feet pass by it

A million waves crash around it

The sun beats down upon it

It waits patiently for something

But no one wants

A disconnected piece

A reminder of the past

And still it lies

Images

Wanting something more

A wanton pleasure waiting,

Weathering every storm

Together.

Tomorrow waits for no one

As a team, we trade and transcend.

Pleasure pacifies people.

As we pretend to be