Seized

It maybe hardest task by far
To hold open the door to the oncoming storm
The fire's not lit, the floor's not swept
I should send you on to the nearest safe house
But the incursion must go forward
The battle go as planned
Contingencies are accounted for
As all and sundry
Are seized

Sexual Politics

Sexual Politics

Endless potential in motion

A chance, perpetually begun

The world is your oyster my friend

Joining the battle is half the fun

Call out the trumpets of glory

Time to start a new story

We begin by tilting at blades

Where are the giants to slay?

We must rescue the honorable maids!

But the maids no longer need rescuing

In fact, they’re the ones raining fire!

Fairy Tales are hopelessly outdated

But without them you never feel sated

So we’re left with an unknown system

It’s very hard to assist them

To help slay the dragons, it’s hard to know

When people don’t behave as they should

Who’s to remember which side is good?

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Cheating Today... Cleaning out my Facebook Notes...

Freedom
I can disagree with your ideas
Without disagreeing with you.
I can agrue about religion
Without questioning your faith.
I can live my life in liberty
Without violating your privacy.
I can offer you freedom
Without forcing it on you
I can live in peace with you
Because of freedom, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.


Battle Worn
Missing faces in the crowd
Would you even see me?
I forgive you all your trespasses
If only to be free
The loss of you is without measure
A price too high to pay
Amazing that my heart beats soundly
Battle worn from the fray
They say that time can heal all wounds
But time is infinite
My heart, I fear won’t last as long
Missing it’s perfect fit

Golden Boy

Where have you gone my Golden Boy?
Have your blue eyes faded grey?
Your loving precence is missing
I need your light to guide my way
I call on all the angels
To find this missing trove
For he is surely a treasure
The best magic God has wove
If you're ready to come home now
My heart is open wide
For there's nothing we can't accomplish
Standing side by side



Blue and Grey
A symphony of blue and grey
A fairy that bleeds true red
The colors of a broken heart
The fairy tale that’s at its end
Rapunzel has cut her hair
Cinderella has moved out
Snow White is sleeping with the huntsmen
And Red takes a new route
We cling to childhood dreams
They keeps us from the dark
But Fairy Tales never last
They end in broken hearts


Mystic Bargain
Nights are spent long and sleepless
I wake screaming from a silent nightmare
I reach for your hand to hold close
My grasp finds only empty air

Were you really ever here?
Did my imagination create you from dreams?
My life is fading into stardust
Nothing appears to be what it seems

The green is so vibrant
That words almost fail me
The potential to grow
Bursts forth almost daily

Tiny white flowers nurture and devolve
Blossoming fruit, first bitter then tart
By fortifying the body
We then nourish the heart

Heart being crushed slowly
The pain mounts as blood begins to pool
Was I ever your love
I feel a total and complete fool

My breathing starts to fade
I no longer seem to care
Waiting between heartbeats
The light leave my stare

The words won’t come as quickly
With my heart bleeding on the floor
I wish you could have told me
How I could give you any more

Tell me what I didn’t see
Or anything I could have done
What mistake I might have made
Did I walk where I should have run?

You taken away the sun
My soul starts to wilt in the shade
The landscape turns grey and bleak
Without you love my whole world fades

The mystic bargain has been made
You’ve found the love you claim to seek
I hope you’ve found your heart’s desire
Beware of the havoc that you’ve wreaked




Towers
We sat and watched
As towers fell
As rains raged
As waves surged
As earth shook
We waited for the world to crumble
We took no action, 

As if we could..
We were the generation lost
To cyberspace
To texting
To tweeting
To Facebook
We were unable to communicate 

Because we felt it all had been said.

Chiaroscuro
Hear the crust of the world cracking
Black clouds cover all the sky
An endless pattern now repeats
People see and sigh
We stop and echo what we see above
Pose in mutual osmosis
Arte and Science break peace of mind
Gifts that they bestow us


Snowfall
Soft and fluffy
Puppy tracks obscured
Dazzling whiteness
Blinding the mind
Drifting through fingers
Melting in a heartbeat
There and then gone
Temporary only


Starseeker
An empty dent in the pillow next to me
The way your hair curls behind your ears
How you fit just so into the curve of my back
Your slightest touch sends me reeling
When are you coming home?
I need my soulmate, my flying companion
Starseeker, return to me
We’ll seek the skies together

Night Love
Being haunted by a painful memory
Blinded by a past that too far away to see
As soon as night as fallen he comes to my side
The pull he has on me is as strong as any tide
Two hearts together baying at the moon
Concentric circles staying in perfect tune
The mists concealing the painful reality
During the daylight our love could never be

Freedom's Cost
Speak no more of fleshy grief

Sigh no more longing sighs
Honor me not with the gnashing of teeth
Sever not all earthly ties

Gather up the troop and trumpet
To protect the flower and bee
For lest we number our earth as home
We never count ourselves free

Freedom is the highest cost
It's price is without measure or number
The cost of living is harmony with our home
Or humanity will forever slumber

Some of these are a bit trite.  But I've grown as a writer... I think.  I hope.

The Spoils

There are two sides to every story

Only one is generally heard

To the victor go the spoils

To the loser not a word

Who cares what happens later

If the losing is the cost

When the time has come for counting

The die has to be tossed

A decision must be made

An answer must be given

Time cannot be stretched

And history cannot rewritten

When the battle’s over

When the dust has cleared

No one ever really wins

It’s always worse than feared

This parable is not about

A war torn battleground

But the battles faced everyday

Time to face another round

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