-hugs-HugsA simple embrace,removes any trace,of sadness,...lonlyness,from my face,as you place,your gentle arms,with gentle charms,around me,suround me,Don't let go,'til I know,you are real,so I can feel,tommarrow,might just show,a little hope,so I can cope,with life,with me,wounds consealed,that haven't healed,burn still bright,in painful spite,so I must shield,the pain I yeild,from vision's field,with our lips seeled,secrets untold,trust unbroken,how your touch soothes,and caringly proves,you will be near,when needed here,steal my fear,embrace me dear,give me clarity,with you're safety,hug me,tightly.
Words --to comfort wtc victemsWords are not mearly words.At times they are, but only when no thought is behind them.More often then not, they are symbols.To a poet, they are art.To the desperate, they are a life saver.To Christians, they lead to God.To the angry, they are weapons.To lovers, they are a link.To the victems, they are comfort.*To the caring, they are support.*To the brave, they are a call to others.*....for others to come help*........or that they are on their way.*Words are many things to many people,....be it truth, lies, or in between.But to me, words are anything but words.(*Added after the WTC crash 9-11-2001)
ThiefI am a thief of time and images,. greedy, I steal all I see.All beauty that surrounds me,All inspiration that intriges me,. I must have.I steal everything, and lock it away,. and cherish it.With skill and craft,With eye and hand,. I steal.For I am a thief
I am a Dragon ---RiddleI am a dragon with more than a billion heads.They spawn a die constantly,but this is natural for me dragon.They can seem severed,but are certainly united... part of me.Ironically, their neck are so long,few heads realize they are connected.In fact the head frequently fight,breathing fire and shooting quills at one another.They often group themselves,and try to act as a larger head,but again, often do not see me, the dragon.Those that do see me,know that they are connected,in some way,to all of my other heads.Those that do not see me,believe they are a dragon in themselves.This is why the fight so often and so foolishly.Those that do not fight,or do not wish to,have at least a vague awareness of me.My heads come in many shapes and sizes.All are either light or dark.They can look like anything.Some say I began with 2 heads and thousands or millions,then reduced to 8 heads and grew to billions,but that does not matter.What is important is that each one is uniqu
DieingWalking - triping - falling - twisting - moving - turning - churning - burning - hurting - reaching - missing - grabing - slipping - hoping - losing - seeing - hearing - sensing - nothing - saying - singing - pleading - begging - yelling - screaming - bleeding - torturing - suffering - killing - fading - failing - dieing