Poetry
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Part 6
- The Call of Love
- Orion’s Home
- Thank You
- Friendships Like The Seasons Turn
- Adventure
- Punks Dancing
- On The Stairs
- Why I’m On This Journey
- Dream Girl
- Where Have All The Superman Gone?
The Call of Love
There is a vibration that sings in the air
It hums with a wild and passionate flair
I feel it sitting ponderously in my study room
I feel it’s call and it does my heart consume
The primal cords with beat in synch
With nature’s song just beyond the brink
Of civilization’s walls and human society
Beyond these confines a place of greater piety
A devotion to the glories of life
A place beyond the trifles of human strife
Where I seek out dreams more regal
Like the soaring visions of the noble eagle
Dispense with the conflicts of any flag
To roam the deep woods and jungles with the stag
Divine mysteries of time which I now have little notion
Grace and play amidst the waves with the dolphin
Gaze from the pinnacle surrounded by the entire world below
Like the proud rocky mountain cougar at rest in the snow
To gain great wisdom and dignity is my aim
Possessed by the elephants of the African plain
Seek the perception of the bird and the snake
To the emerald jungles I take
Forget about the worries humans mire in
As they wallow in self destruction
I want to be free and honest with all
Cast my fate and follow where the pieces fall
Open my heart to our original mother
Gaia, there is no other
Such experience I crave, wisdom and lore
She swells my heart to fill the ocean shore to shore
Through her eyes I see new colors and
Taste new flavors as the grains of sand
In time’s hourglass without mercy descend
She’s a fantasy I wish would never end
My feet never quite touch the ground
Riding a cloud with these feelings we’ve found
I’ve taken her hand and we reach for the sky
Love is the greatest treasure for to strive
Orion’s Home
A cold abyss, the deep recesses of space
A place where wonders after marvels chase
Rings circle an unknown unearthly place
Star that keeps our time keeps its own pace
Sit and stare at the nebula clouds drifting high
Notion of up and down dependent on where you lie
Black the absence of all but so many colors in the sky
Universe transcending gods, ever more of “Why?”
The ultimate region where dangers abound
Death follows eerily without sound
Countless life with scrutiny can be found
Beyond imagination it makes the heart pound
Thank You
Your vanilla cake was exquisite
Here’s something in return
We enjoy your every visit
As your friendship we do earn
Friendships Like The Seasons Turn
I am less friends with you
Than I was in time gone past
I can see that there are people
More important to you than I at last
I am not angry and bitter but understand
Honored am I that I was given
An entire wonderful year with you in hand
I gaze out my window and see the fresh fallen snow
Fresh dusting of the dormant forests
Dreaming of the future when spring shall show
Heralding new friendships
Adventure
I delight in adventure
It requires bravery and persistence
A heart of hearts and scarlet passion
All the demands of heroism
Especially when engaging upon love
The grandest adventure of them all.
Punks Dancing
I dance to the music of chaos
Hear the pounding rhythms of the universe
Bang my head with the ferocious beat of my hunger
Notes crashing through the room
I slam my body against other dark forms
Fanatic expression of heavy natures
Softer ears cringe in doom
At sounds of rage and anger and life
Blood is like wine
Intoxicating the fires within
Rebellions flowing free
These are the youth and the new
Products of radicalism and extreme
Bonded by commonality and fun,
The collective enemies of their elders
The conservatives with all the power
Bearing slavers yokes dragging us down
We are wild stallions and untamed mares
Sons and daughters Impatient
To take the world into our own hands
On The Stairs
My father shouting down at me
From above
I’m shouting back, confused
Why are we shouting?
Him speaking from arrogant height
Anger shattering the walls
An impossible distance between us
Yet both of us standing halfway
On the Stairs
Why I’m On This Journey
What’s the matter?
Oh … nothing really.
No, really, is something wrong?
Well … actually I think I’ve lost something.
Now I’m trying to find it again.
Was it very important?
You seem a long way from home.
Yes. It was very dear to me.
Was it a kite. I found one in a tree.
Or a key? I have lots of them.
No. It is nothing like that.
What did you mean you ‘thought’ you lost it?
Aren’t you sure?
It’s gone, for my heart is empty
And my soul is but a shadow
I still have hope, though
That is why I still journey
But what have you lost?
The will to live.
Oh.
Then you are looking for …?
A reason to draw breath another day
Another heart to beat in measure with mine
A bright pure morning, fresh and new
Someone to love.
Someone with which to share my soul.
You have not found that person?
No.
But still you search,
Still you embrace hope?
Yes.
My footsteps follow the whims of the wind
Across great plains and rugged peaks
Oceans upon time I’ve crossed to find
That one true love,
Honest passion and pure desire
Each sunrise I see I believe that day shall be the one
And each sunset I swallow my disappointment
Push pangs of loneliness into the desolate gray mists
That cloud me inside
A heart that aches until it bleeds empty tears
Yearning for an emotion to fill it
Alas it has lain cold so long
Even hatred and anger and self loathing
Will not rest there anymore
Such sadness.
You are a tragic hero.
Hero?
Yes.
Why?
You have not lost all passion.
You persevere in chasing your dream
There is beauty in who you are
Admiration for what you do
I can only wish that when you fulfill your dream
That the other heart will be worthy
Of such a noble spirit as yours
Dream Girl
Tell me if this is strange
Whether it has ever happened to you
The miracle occurs when my body lies in a torpor
My breathing slow yet mind still active
With beautiful translucent emotions
As good as life, I meet a girl
Sometimes I know her in the realm of reality
Sometimes she’s a phantom of perfection
Inevitably my heart goes out to her
The miracle is that she also loves me
The feelings are so very real
An adventure, a passionate kiss
The haze disappears, eyes open to morning light
The love still fills my breast
Now at loss as I realize is was just fantasy
Even hours later before I forget
I miss that wonderful loving girl in my arms
It makes me weep because
Only in dreams has anyone ever loved me like that
Where Have All The Superman Gone?
What ever happened to the days of yore
Where heroes crept to the fore
Of our dreams and daily lives
Cutting through the ordinary like hot knives
In shining white armor atop a gallant horse
Flying, invincible, winners of glory
Love the greatest treasure
Loyalty, perseverance, courage are the hero’s measure
The world is what you make of it, goes the toast
Heroes are the ones who made of it the most
Today we lay amid the squalor of our slothful ways
Revel in our weaknesses, strive to be common slaves
I refuse to be no better than the masses
I struggle against the tide until passes
This ignorant culture of waste without heart
Into dreams shall I set myself apart
Ride boldly forth swinging a sword of adventure
Letting death be my life’s only censure
Let the world’s experience my soul never wan
I’m going to be a superman
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