Turn

A passing day has come to turn away
In passing, lets the tired needles burn
And take forever what, in solice granted
Once forgotten, now replanted seeds of life

Now amongst the ruined lands, I turn
And gaze upon the stern and bow
Leave behind what once I learned
Ship of Wonders, to dust; return

Static

In a room; only one
Silouette against the sun
Whispy trails of heated air
Rise defiantly; changing none

Drone the fan; unending
Relentless plan of time rebaking
Making firm the subtle changes
And making not a single one

Given to the endless pace
Alteration of time and place
Recalling not the empty gaze
Return again to time undone

Oceans of Thought

Beneath oceans of thought
I ponder; drifting on winds
Of ice, no longer seek the shore
Howeling wind does put
Asunder, troughs of waves
And let them plunder
Beneath; against vexxed skies
Of thunder, roiling, darkening mist
Of never, casting rain on lonely
Shadows, between it all uncaring air
Gives breath to ponder more.

Seasickness

Up and down
Rippling
Over the
Sea.
Nausea
Dripping with
Sweat covers
Me.
Undulate
Over the
Edge of the
Wave.
Billows of
Water flow
Madly
Around.

Guitar

Notes, sounds
Crying to me
From my guitar
Crying, begging
To set me free
I play the notes
That speak aloud
Steel strings
Under my fingers,
You cannot feel,
But you can cry.
Cry with me...

Kill

Shadowed shore drawing breath
Illumination of only death
Blackened trees; seeds of faith
Leaning over blacker waters
Falsehood entomb, malice injest
Draw me in; take my breath
Concern no more for my health
My only hope nourishes iniquity
Speak the truth; perceive a lie
Blackened fates and blacker thoughts
Nearer to the beast within
Acid breath and roiling flame
Engripped of claws that kill; insane
See the hell, speaking well
Yearning for the nearer end
Tighten grip and suffocate
All true thoughts are quelled by hate
Cannot dissipate the wicked fog
Darkness, devastate; death your gain
Undo this pain; engravened strain
Try to turn the ugly page
Try to count the freezing rain
Enduring; cannot ever be the same
Continue struggle to survive
Killing contest; stay alive

Mortality

Falling from the sky
Suspended by a ring of cloth
Drifting on a sea of wind
For all that it's worth
I'm falling to the earth
The killers below skyward aiming
Crashing streaks of endless maiming
Taunting the immortal vapor
With mortal self
Indulged.

Ruins of the sky protest
In jest; spit upon the earth
Bathing in a stream of mud
For all that it's worth
I'm returning to my berth
The killers around now ignoring
Thunder jolts the torrents of mourning
Taunting the immortal ways
With mortal self
Indulged.

A Father's Memories

Standing over her
Standing on top of it all
Remembering when
I was there myself
Not so long ago
Prodigy
Staring back at me
A mind to fill
With so many things
I barely understand
Myself
No
Control

She moves, she speaks
But doesn't understand
The words
The discipline
I love, I teach, I work
Infant
Pride comes with
Small Achievements
So much to remember
Will all be gone
Soon
No
Time

Soft breath mists the air
As patiently she speaks
Making her plans
For the world
For her place in it
Young woman

Unshadowed

Some things foresensed
Cannot be changed, as now.
Foreshadowed is the valley
Upon the mountain's ascent
A peak have I faced;
And so now tempt the shadows
Upon whose lap I sit
And like a giddy child
Continue with wonder
That they should be so kind.