Friday, October 3, 2008


Away for so long.
Longing to be home.
Only a glimpse of today.
Nothing is ever okay.
Ever is so far away.

Answers arise in subtle clarity.
Never pretending to fear.
Desolation induced reality.

Silence soothing qualities.
Open channel flowing clearly.

Beside the fence I once found God.
Remembering that moment seems odd.
Overwhelmed by peace now fleeting.
Knowledge has soured my believing.
Even now I desire that comfort.
Never intended to be away for so long.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008


The human mind is a very complex machine’
that has the innate ability to mend the broken soul.
A shadow of heart ache,
and the mind knows.
Seconds of weakness as we flee from,
the reality of growing old.
Every wasted hour of pondering,
where and perhaps when
Only the dreams and memories,
of all the forgotten friends.
Will allow the mind,
as well as the heart,
to finally pretend.
That all is well and healthy,
deep inside the privacy within.
The human mind is a very complex machine.
A glimpse into the puzzle of a life never seen.
A tool to be used as an instrument vitally clean.
Deception is the nuance of an intelligence keen.