Descant

Descant

A counterpoint in harmony

A rhythm of the heart

You can’t pair a bass with a soprano

Or a contralto with a tenor

The harmonies must match

Then soar together to new heights

So too must souls match

Their jagged edges must meet

They fit together perfectly

But sometimes what is needed

Is a descant

That perfect little melody

That runs overtop of the song

Turns it inside out

But makes it so much better

Changes it all around

But the combination

Is beautiful

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Sing

Weep not when angels fall

They do so every day

Cheer when men gain wings

And rise above the fray

Banish fears and sorrows

For they drag us down to earth

Search for knowledge and enlightenment

Value your own self worth

Other’s opinions are pointless

And vengeance is a wasteful thing

Giving up and letting go

Can make your conscience sing

So sing me songs of sleeping spirits

Those things that go bump in the night

And call me when your conscience soars

To new and unlimited heights

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Human Nature

Human Nature

The burning of desire

The banishment of grace

The fall from heights so lofty

That it tangles with men’s fates

Aestheticism becomes you

And chastity is best

It’s hard to get in trouble

When you simply want to rest

But now to take it further

And heavenward and more

To be pleasured by the punishment

Attracted by blood and gore

We always take it too far

Can’t stop at satisfied

Heaven forbid we stay at even keel

Though it’s been a lovely ride

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Out of This World

Touch me softly

Delicately love

Wind your way up my thigh

Your presence anchors me to this world

Sometimes urgency outweighs

Valor or reticence

So much more is needed now

Your kisses keep me in this world

Trailing primal fire

Barest grazes

Stroking in time to heartbeats

You draw me back into this world

Pursing higher heights

Titillating, taunting, teasing

The time for subtlety has passed

I’m no longer of this world

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Coin Flip Poems

Everyone holds in them the possibility of being light or dark, hope and 

joy.  Here are two poems that show both sides of the coin, so to speak.

JARS OF CLAY

Jars of clay can’t capture of hearts                  

Hands can’t hold our spirits                            

Break us down to our component parts            

We still retain our specialness                        

In the break of dawn we will rise                      

Our hearts will soar to new heights                  

Every new day we sing new praise                   

Tomorrow brings new challenges                      

                                                                                                               JUST OUT OF REACH     

                                                                                        Reaching for the stars just out of grasp     

                                                                                                    Falling further and further away     

                                                                                                                               I don’t know     

                                                                                                             I keep reaching overhead     

                                                                                                        Knowing they just get away      

                                                                           The stars will align for their own desperate need      

                                                                                                 Needing no help for anyone here      

                                                                                                                    Why should I think       

                                                                                                         That I’m someone special?      

                                                                                                                 I shed one single tear      

Coin Flip Poems

Everyone holds in them the possibility of being light or dark, hope and joy.  Here are two poems that show both sides of the coin, so to speak.

JARS OF CLAY

Jars of clay can’t capture of hearts

Hands can’t hold our spirits

Break us down to our component parts

We still retain our specialness

In the break of dawn we will rise

Our hearts will soar to new heights

Every new day we sing new praise

Tomorrow brings new challenges

JUST OUT OF REACH

Reaching for the stars just out of grasp

Falling further and further away

I don’t know

I keep reaching overhead

Knowing they just get away

The stars will align for their own desperate need

Needing no help for anyone here

Why should I think

That I’m someone special?

I shed one single tear