Making the thoughts in my head come alive on the screen
Drops of Dew
These grand vistas, I care not for the mountainous view, Preferring the leaves, the drops, the dew, Always surrounded by towering figures, so first, so grand, Perhaps it takes a particular someone to see, The shadows in the corner, both You & Me
My world now alight The mountain chill The soft summer night Where once we were And now no more With feet so brazen sure This land swallows Peak to pebbled shore Paths that once we made We were here, We were here Once & Nevermore
In which, the mind, unsettled, needs the calming voice of one who cares, Wading through the rolling mist, Climbing across the jagged scramble, Gambling Hurt & Pain, In hopes of healing another's soul.
The words whispered only in our dreams, spoken at first light by the rising sun, beckons us forth towards something new
South Carolina Sunset
My thoughts rise and set, pouring through my dreams muddling & rinsing clean in cycled tides, this waking monologue, the ever running narrative, spoken softer than the whispers of a child's lullaby, bringing forth hues unimaginable in one breath and with a single heartbeat fades back to black & white
My lover stands upon the edge, waiting next to me, She, the bringer of the hurricane and the pure glass sea The embodied tempest storm of long and fearful night The quelling stillness of the soft, sacred morning light There she stands, both at once, infinitely entwined A force inimitable, both in body and in mind
We are worn here, Standing on the edge, Of these things we cannot know, Holding our scars, With these names scrawled, Deep into our sides, Trying daily to back away, From these sharper rocks
The love of night, The love of day With currency of sleep we pay The chiding morning bids us sleep With unimagined colors, full & deep
Sparks of Life
These lights are made for dreaming, for loving, for seeing. Each light a spark that warms the cool night air that fills our lungs...
The soul longs to loose the fetters of society's construct, these prisons of glass and concrete that cage our passion, smothering our sense of self will and desaturating our vision...where every color of the morning sunrise, the sound of rain upon the leaves and the light of all the invisible stars dwell, this is perhaps the only refuge we may seek in which we have hope of becoming human once again.
Love & Loss
We shall speak of this once And then speak no more Of Minds & Love & Loss Of Music & Color & Cost We shall speak & See Us together be & we Shall shut our eyes nevermore
Then we forced the sunlight From our eyes Locked ourselves inside The darkened night Where we could only Touch & Feel & Hold Fell within our measured breathing Listened to the light The creeping beauty Dripping through the cracks Of our unfinished souls
Come & Sit a while with me I will wrap my arms around you Through the vines that surround your heart, Through the night & through the dark I will remain, Chase away every Thought & bit of pain Every monster in the night Hold on tight until each nightmare goes Until your very spirit knows The calming of fears, the quieted storm inside We'll look past the blackness, Gaze upward & count all the invisible stars
Wide awake while the world sleeps,
These sights for only you and I
The Mist, the Blue, the Sky
The soul knows no rest except, that which the vast expanse can bring, quelling our need to centralize ourselves within the story unfolding, comforting us with the notion that, at the very highest form of ourselves, we are but a smudge among the backdrop...
Be sure that the dreams you are chasing, are actually yours...
The Orange Light
A rock upon a tree The picture of who I've come to be With the crested light I begin to fear, That I do not belong. Here. A topple, A touch The bankrupt dreams I've ransomed for so much A rock upon a tree Not quite caged, Not quite free
Love leaves its mark everywhere it goes...along with a thousand tiny cuts and twice as many scars
The Clearest Lake
We fall victim to the lies Of concrete whispered amongst The traffic lights & bleach that sterilize our souls Welcome the dirt to your feet Let the moss grow on the north side of your heart I'll be right there Where the air, fair & crisp Lifts the weight of chains We've shackled to ourselves
Rusted lines, on a highway running West, soaked with the blood and souls of those who made it, made it span across the sea
Wishes of the Bay
In all the wild and wishing ways, Oh how I wish, I wish that I had stayed, the nagging and the yelling of every trivial note in my ear, I wish to gaze upon what is before me and act without fear, to change the bent and twisted bits I've prayed, Oh how I wish, I wish that I had stayed, stayed for you, and more for me, stayed present so that I could see, a truer you, a truer me, I dream of days and nights in which I can no longer say, I wish that I had stayed
Light and Dark
Gates of gold, the fire grows old, fades across the sea, the birth of life, the resting strife, the struggle of light and dark
The disparity between the light and the darkness, the sinking hope, enveloping shadows, a last screeching of warmth and beauty set upon the memory before the onset chill...
Faded lights, bleaching the night, searing our eyes, with rugged achievement, monuments that hold ourselves aloft amongst the scoffing of the stars...
Down The Mountainside
When I was just a boy, I would look upon the mountain top and say, I will be like that, Just like that some day, Veiled in strength, Never to be broken, Built of stone, Simply known with words unspoken, Now a little older with new perspective, I begin to see, The Stoney top offers no life, Not one single tree, So bring to me the valley green, I will tell you of the things I've seen, Through Avalanche & Rocks that slide, How through the years I've journeyed down the mountainside
I am Ice & I am fire I soar above the clouds I wallow in the mire I am never who I want to be Only ever as I am Hold tight in the winding boundaries Of my ever muddled attempts to be better
Who We Are
The stars, the trees The clouded dreamers in between Sometimes it's not enough. The World. And I don't know why. I do.
The first step Out the door Is always The greatest Adventure
I sleep to dream In my dreaming, scheme That when my eyes awake The morning light I might take Hold this silence, pure & unrefined With these hues aloft & settle my mind
Simple & Pure
Stillness at the rise Stillness at the set The calm subduing all regret
These dreams held aloft in the littlest eyes, Radiates the earth, the sea, the sky, The smallest hands, the smallest part, The smallest curls, the biggest heart, Simple love lives in these simple days, Holds the world transfixed, by her simple gaze
Ten billion born before Not now & never more Could there ever be Another, so bold So kind, so free
When night can no longer say, I am here, I am here, I am gone away The sea sits still, Rests within the confines of my will I shall be standing where I stood, Where my life once turned to soured wood Pillars bereft by water salted, The tide of glass still vaulted Mornings untold call, To you, to me, to all The rise of sun protracted, The morning light refracted The same ocean of hurricanes, of ships and lives i bend at will Now this morning, with you here resides the perfect still
I once thought the world was small, Sitting in the dark, sitting behind the wall, Then sitting here again I see, The world is bold and bright and free, I move without the consequence of thought or time, Life simply captured in a picture and a rhyme
I will never apologize for loving life, wanting to see the passion and joy played out in each and every moment
We wander through this world, and wonder who we'll meet, and for what time, the impact they'll have, and how we share a portion of ourselves
Plays trucks, plays princess, anything to witness, The laughs, the smiles, The running goofy for miles, He's a husband, a brother, A pure mountain lover, Vanquishing monsters, and shadows and all that is bad, But to his children He's simply called Dad
Chris & Kath
There are certain people in this world, that inspire us to pursue our passions, teach us that love is not expectant, friendship is not a bartered system & that the world holds wonders worth seeing.
The Glacier Lake
The plunge The chill The resolute self will
Joy can be found in the most unlikely of places...
Sunlight, Sunrise Golden Skies & Amber Eyes
The world waits outside, hyenas at our feet, drifting along the edge of the firelight, long grass and shadows cast the shadows never wait, flicker back and forth beneath the stars out upon the plain, this is night, this is where we've invaded
Through The Night
Night drains the sunlight from the sky The darkness made bearable by you standing nigh Hold my hand and hold the light The only one I want beside me through the night
My kingdom, my crown, These cupcakes, the ground, In my world I reign supreme, Just princesses living in a dream
Sometimes there aren't words, no caption that could fit...
Travel the world with those that push you to be a more adventurous you
Mark my face, Mark these bars, Mark my smile, Mark these scars, My life, My love, The stars
I stare across a sea of lives, hope is returned to me in the most unlikely of places, on the most unlikely faces, and I can't help wondering...why?
My man Jamel on the adventure of a lifetime in #tanzania that right there is not only a great guy, but a talented videographer and one hell of a cook
I spend my waking hours slogging through my mind, like the mud beneath my feet
Rosie says "NO to Mondays"
These scars remind me that I have lived, that I have brokered no peace with the wanderlust that grips me...
Falling hurts, With moments of regret, But never having jumped? That will crush your soul
Falling hurts, With moments of regret, But never having jumped? That will crush your soul
The jumping creates the falling, The falling is the fear, That the ground has simply disappeared, The weightless moments we in part, Wonder that we ever had the notion at the start
The wind carries aloft My wings, my dreams & many other things I have flown over mountains Through the rain, through the snow Of all the things I don't, There is one I've come to know Life only resonates the seeds we sow
Forward, forward One step more One step further Then we've ever been before The rain above us The mud below Onward down the trail we go
Luke & Sarah
I think you are smart You think I'm pretty We are now both Harts And both kind of witty
I'd stay right here Just me and you Free from all fear Together, one, two
'That's when you'll know.' Said the man 'Know what?' enquired the boy...'If the world has stolen all of your imagination, or if you've kept just a little for yourself'
I cannot tell you where my passions will take me or what I will become, I can only hope that somewhere along the way, the ones I love will see behind the masks I wear...
The Sum of My Scars
I have seen more than my share of life, I have seen good men turn cruel and true love become cold, I have dreamt and in that dreaming accomplished what I set out to conquer, dreamt my life away, until all that remained was the discontent for what remains of my unaccomplished self, I carry these scars, the dirt of life embedded in ever deepening wrinkles that map out the story of who I have been, I am the sum of all I have weathered, and all I have yet to face, joy, pain, love, life...
I am the eyes behind my mask, love, fury, rage and passion encapsulated...the ever constant, transfixed under the face I wear for you to see
The mind becomes infected with a thought, an idea, the fever will not break, there is no medicine, no relief until the notion finds itself upon the screen
To drive others in their passions, creativity and art by your example of hard work and dedication is no small thing...hats off to AD
The Day After
We are always coldest When surrounded by the heat The fire that burns inside The ice beneath our feet The memories & thoughts That warm a heart so still Hurtle forth our minds Towards an icy chill
The Fringe Of Sanity
This life on the road This life on the run The rust I've collected The person I've become
Then I said "My love, I'm frayed at the edges Cracked from surface to core The rust isn't pretty That's not what we are for My love I'm unraveling, Mind & body and in between Like the moment before you wreck, So slow & peaceful, so serene My love I'm fraying at the edges The metal all exposed Raw nerves laid open Of one, once So peaceful, So composed"
The birth, the death The living once again The fire, the fever Burns within, burns without Creates, destroys Haunts, taunts Goading the dissatisfaction Of self tormented souls Promising brilliance Promising blackness The birth, the death The living once again
The Brightness The Darkness Collateral Light Flares in an instant And straight out of sight Pulsating rage Unsettling haze Sits undiscovered Unsettled unrecovered Seems only one way For them to see Burn fast Burn bright Burn free
Somewhere here, where we reside Precise & constant as the tide
Timed explosions Timed regret The rust I've encouraged The corrosion I can't forget
I sank the first ship You scuttled number two Sitting in the harbor Tied to the anchors that we threw
Locked within our constructs Engines seated on the ground Now, to never utter further sound Made by machines As machines made me Locked chains to our past Ever struggling to be free