Touching Ambrosia
With breath of dawn,The new eye's first gazeCome billowing thoughtsOf longing misplaced.And from the depths of the browWhere its lonley thoughts pourOf not what is now but what was beforeThere is a reoccouring nightmareThat shadows demandTo repay deeds unfinished by fellow man.To slaughter the living for the slaughter of lifeAnd take ......
Written on 16/10/2008

My Aching Heart For You
At times i find myself lackingIn a weird sort of wayIn my conversation with you slackingfrom one hour to the next, day to dayit makes me wonder why.Then, i take a hard look at myself for youTo find it with in my heart a reason whyI see the reason and wish ......
Written on 16/10/2008

Hearts
The heart is a funny thing you think it safe and then one daythe rain clods come falling and there is nothing to be donefor nothing you do will make them go away until they haveemptied all the water the hold with them. But still yourheart has the desire to push ......
Written on 18/10/2008

The Poem
The poet is insignificant compleatly unimportant because he lives and breathes then dies. But the Poem the message left behind that breaths and grows and takes on a whole life of its own. When all time has past it is the creations of mind and soul and spirit that are permenant. ......
Written on 20/10/2008

Untitled.... Poem Of My Past.
someone did things they never should of donea lil girl reaches outin hopes someone will be thereher cries are in vainher life so unfairfor this lil girlno one was thereno one ever noticed her working so harda lil girl grows upin hopes someone will be thereshe works really hardbut life has ......
Written on 20/10/2008