How The Sun Shakes The Earth Pt1

Flowers firmly holdfast-
To the thought of freedom.
They grow to show the longing-
For their rooted chains to be broken.

Meadows Match the rays of the sun-
By capturing its magnificence.
They shine to bind the thought-
For the sun's ability to warm them.

Choppy Waters

You attempt to place wind in my sail.
Yet moving me forward is where you fail.
You hinder my adventure and cause standstill.

Like a 1st mate telling the cap'n where to go.
Not knowing my knowledge you tell me no.
Overstepping your bounds, resulting in this ship to sink.

Guided by the North star, not knowing it's Polaris.
Acting strong, but not seen as ferrous.
Age grows knowledge, but experience is what grows wisdom.

Ballerina In The Ballroom

We sing and dance in this song parade.
Although, I am the only one who sees your masquerade.
Most see intricate patterns; I see only a lying face.

Warriors Fight With Shields and Swords

If I speak no words, will my thoughts be known?
If i forget the syllables, will my plan be shown?
I will shout again from the mountain top,
And all of the calm would stop.

Destruction is my voice.

My way to speak an end to no beginning.
The wind will carry my plea and all will see,
That I am the warrior to end all wars.

How the Sun Shakes the Earth Pt2

Daisies dance in the sunlight but soon will die.
Glowing grass glistens but soon will gone.
As the fire breathed sun falls into the sea,
Are the things known, but now not seen.

1st Law of Motion

I am a tire;
My life, the road.
But you are the friction,
That slows my goals

Brite Nite

We will meet under the cheesy moon,
And candy stardust.
In a sea of dark chocolate.

The Purple Sky of A Westward Sun

The sunset is magnificent,
But brings sad feelings;
The close of a perfect day.

The Unslowing River

Lonely is not such a lonely word.
Many sail the same boat;
Down the river of each others tears.
Carrying someone else,
Without the thought of it.

The Old Man Is Snoring

In the winter,
The old man sleeps.
His hair turn white,
And his face dark.
He breathes ice.

All the while,
A crown is placed upon his head,
By an adventurous wanderer.
Not signifying royalty,
But submission.
The old man sleeps,
In the winter.

The Reason Puddles Are Formed

A thunder rolls.
A light will flash.
Yet, scared is not a feeling shared.
It's the constant sound of contentment.
The sense of zeal,
When eyes are sealed.

5 Minuets In the Cold

Five minuets in the cold,
I sat staring at your door.
Closed shut, waiting for ajar;
I remain, then sadness encased my car.

The thought of another meet.
Us their dancing in the street.
But alas, no such jubilee.
Left wondering, if you even feel me.

Broken Chains

Like a baby to his mother,
You grab my hand and pull
In the opposite way.
As a child you braced my legs,
Determining each step I should take.
Now you expect me to walk on my own?

Nonetheless I overcome your overpowering hand.
And as it is foreign to you,
You see me walk away.
Thus, you go back to what is known.
Swinging for my hand to tug.
Yet I'm too far gone, and momma lost her son.

In the Key of G-Minor

Love is but a song;
Playing to the tune of your heart.
It progresses,
From something simple to poetic.
It changes,
From a note into a melody.

So sing out that hidden song from within.
Play those heartstrings, never stopping.
Follow the song into oblivion.
Build on each sound, making chords
That flow from idea to idea.
Stringing together a melody.

You are the bird that hears my song,
And continues to sing it.
You occupy the hole in my heart.
Making residence,
Somewhere to grow and learn
To fly and spread that newly learned melody.

Listen to the Quiet Roar of Nothingness

Destitute, destitute!
Hark! Before not ere long.
See evidence seen as in song.
Learn truths that are forever gone.
Lost in our destitute, destitute!

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I woke startled from silence,
And saw the sheer beauty of stillness.
When you stop and see,
You realize what you know not.
The world is bigger then what it seems.

Holding My Own

I just want one little wish.
But it will take a whole life-time to get.
I say want.
Nay, but need.
Three words to complete me.
Alas no sound is spoke and here I'm alone.

Beauty

More than the sparkling stars,
That smile glistens.
More than the wind in the trees,
How you move me.
More than all of nature.
You alone express,
Beauty.

Grasp

A heavy hand will result in crushing.
A soft grip will cause a slip.
Equal pressure is the desire;
However, unattainable with these measures.

True Blood

What is said of family
But differences of kin.
Opposing views are brought.
No one listens to him.
Their ideas are always better
All the time their right.


Groups are more a family
Then those together born.
They hold the same thought,
And listen to'r brother's mourn.
Tis true ideas differ,
But none of them are wrong.

My Heart Beats to the Cadence of the Waves

Like the beach longs for high tide.
The waves to lap upon the coarse sand
And make it walkable again.

Birth of A Forest

The initial hello of two strangers.
Followed by thoughts of something above.
Logic swallowed, and emotion's danger.
Results in what could be love.
The first is shock of finding
But then turmoil seems unending.
It's like a tree who needs wind,
For it's roots to be strengthened.
Thus, closer we grow.

Lead By Lead

Pen to paper
Is the flow of thought.
Write to know
The things you do not.
Complete understanding
Of the unknown.
Swiftly learning
All skills to hone.

The Rhythmic Story of the Kelp Below

Trying to steal that pearl from your mouth.
But as your name says, you shut me out.
I then get tossed in the undercurrent.
You offer not a hand, but a laugh.
I drift alone thinking of what I can.
I the seahorse, and you the clam.

Rainy Afternooon

Tears are hidden behind the rain.
The water streams past a lonely face.
Like a key to a locked case,
Is your face and the look of pain.
I offer to stop the rain with a cover.
You refuse and say I must deal with this lover.

Questions

Did we fall or did you trip me?
Is a slowing needed for understanding?
Isn't possible to be in a whirlwind and know where you're heading?
Will this change the place we land?
Is that the truth, this is too much for you?
Why isn't this easier to know or express?
Do you feel one way and say another?
Just to keep me at arm's length?
Enough to keep tight; running no where and not wanting to?

Sands Of Time

If time missed were sand,
Then here is your desert.
You, an oasis to this dry man.
And, giving cooling to this land.

Fighting Through The Tempest

Like a boat tossed on the sea,
Is the love i feel for thee.
At any moment it can brew a storm,
Then the next be so peaceful.
The waves of time
Changes the course we take.
The winds of feeling
Moves me further to thee;
Steadily through this unfathomable sea.

Reaping

So close, but a million miles away.
Let go and see how it'll end.
Trust and trust alone
Is what I'm going to say.
Something natural; however you unwanting to lend,
I'm sorry but you reap what you've sown.

Pseudo

You say you changed,
But your still the same.
You say those things
To receive pleasings.
For your ears to hear,
But no truth appears.


Perfection is a lonely word.
Something thought of but un-transferred.
truly are idle and thinking there's action,
But longing to be liked is your distraction.
Stop trying, longing, and wanting,
And start doing, thinking, and achieving.

In A Market Grimly Sent

This supermarket is dirty;
Full of rotten things.
People steal and cheat.
The carts used to help,
Have broken wheels with only three.
For those who shop, never buy.
And those who buy, can't leave.
Am I in the first or the latter?
Does it matter? I think not.
Either way we all are stuck.
In this market until the doors unlocked.
Should i cash out with the checker,
But making change is impossible.

Blah Blah Blah

You speak many words,
But don't say very much.
That mouth of yours
Moves at an incredible pace.

STOP, and SLOW!

Think of the time wasted.
Of the moments stolen,
From a coherent thought.
You must try to

STOP, and SLOW!

Let time birth new thinking,
And new thinking to change.
Oh, how much we change
without the cause for movement.

Stop, and Slow
Think,
Change,
Then move.

26 Weeks

Time flies,
As light to eyes.
And even now,
I question how
God has placed you
In my path.


Smiles shared,
As feelings compared.
We'll grow more
Then ever before.
And be thankful,
of moments pasted.

8 o'clock

Who is to say what time is?
When we go, stay, live, and die.
Forever is short and long,
At the same time.


Can we choose our life?
I want a change of occupation.
If sadness were hours,
Then this would be an eternity.


Life is but a speck of dirt
Upon the basement tv set.
We feel we can beat time,
But time slowly ticks on.

Current

Swash, splash, swish, swim.
Breathe, swallow, then breathe again.
The water drags you in.
Swash, splash, swish, swim.
Up, down, water, sky blend.
Not knowing when it'll end.

Cycles of Life

Spring sings of great things;
New birth and memories lost or forgotten.

Fall shows the true colors
Of love and pain together all of the same.

Winter breathes it's cold breath;
No shoulder to cry on and frozen from tears.

Summer shines it's warmth back;
True love is found and the rest is all anew.

Like A Tulip

Soft to the touch and eyes.
Complicated for most,
But the reward is just.
When dealing, one must be wise.


Warms me like the sun.
Makes my hair stand on end.
That touch, my broken heart mend.
It's a feeling compared to none.

Intruder

Almost a week and your still going.
No word, no sound, not even a breath.
Are you in the midst of the darkness?
Or have you gone for quite some time now?
Dare I say, were you even here in the beginning?
Three questions deserve an answer,
But likely no response.
I have searched for endless days,
But that key is sure not to be found.
So I broke down your hearts door.
Now I fear something more then not being loved.
In the light produced by truth
I'm seen as unwanted, a intruder.

Nature Sings

One chases the other.
Head to toe,
It's where to go.
Follow, like a baby with his mother.
Two birds race through the air.
An example of how you are fair.


Transparent if sought,
Yet water shields you.
Jump! then the world can view.
A fish swims within a lake.
An example of you without mistake.

As if a distant call,
I listen hearing no one.
Minds play tricks on some.
No, you are here around all.
Birds, fish you are not far;
Nature sings who you are.

Birth-Stone

Hard to the touch, and it's surface rough.
The needs or wants? Those who think they know, do not.
Singing a broken hallelujah, Only thinking of mine is i miss ya.

Noise

There it is no matter where.
Someone yelling, to scream is much.
The world runs as such,
Movement sparks the noise.


There it is even in silence.
Soft in speak, but there even more,
It's a quiet roar.
Movement sparks the noise.


There it is in the thoughts.
Stirs the mind, by condescending eyes;
Planting thought and forming lies.
Movement sparks the noise.


There it is consistently sounding.
Creating noise moving forever,
Longing for an end, it'll never.
Movement sparks the noise.

Conspiracy Theory

Can you think too much?
Too many unconnected thoughts.
Change the weak mind to things as such.
Creating complex, unfamiliar plots.
Not knowing and thinking you do.
Get angry, but not sure what causes you to.

Love Requitted

A love thought of, but erased.
Easily achieved, though abruptly thrown.
Something wanted, but not chased.
Love stitched like something quickly sown.


You are as if a passing note.
Played and not heard til after.
Something to keep the song afloat.
It brings a sadness mixed with laughter.


Your presences brings two extremes.
A pouring rain with a gentle touch.
Your presence here but love not seen,
Like the vacancy of an unused hutch.

Unfitted?

Like a loosely fitted glove.
White with an embroidered rose.
You say you do, but I'm not quite sure you love.
The not knowing part, I guess is how it goes.
You stay on but not firm.
Enough to protect, but the warmth escapes in turn.

Stirring

Movement felt not heard.
Taken for granted,
And slowly takes shape.


Air moves it like a bird.
It takes flight by opinions said.
Plans made; creates an escape.


More and more spurred;
We are unknowingly led,
As gusts of wind lifts a cape.

A Lost Tear

You turn; I begin to run.
That tear glistens in the rays of the sun.
Like a diamond or a blue horizon.
A perfect drop falling down a perfect cheek;
Falling forever, on and on,
I see it and begin to weep.


Tear a river, so peaceful but moving so fast.
Always passing and always there but doesn’t seem to last.
How it fills each rain, causing it to grow.
Consistently growing, but Oh so slow.
Faster, faster the roar of the river screams.
Provoking thought but swallowing dreams.
That’s what the tear drop implies;
A peaceful stirring of a heartfelt goodbye.
Longing to be loved at last,
Yet nothing given back to surpass.


Tear like the rain giving water to the flower.
Making it to grow into a mesmerizing power.
But when it’s plucked the hand is scorned,
All by the poisonous thorn.
A thorn so magnificent yet full of pain.
For this reason, I cannot explain;
Is it the beauty that causes this lack of thought?
Is the pain worth the heartsick, I think not.
So let the rain fall as a shower
And mask the tears from that haunting hour.


Tear as window, sheds light on what’s within.
See the emotions, where they all begin.
See in, but the blinds of the eyes
Hides what’s inside.
The draped curtains of thought
Illuminates what is sought.
The wanting to be missed,
And the fairytale wish.
But the lock is set in the end,
As it has always been.

Ocean Breeze

You are the ocean breeze
Gives breath to tired lungs
So soft and sweet you swirl the sea
Place troubled minds to ease
And protects from the scorching sun

You are the crystal sand
Between toes and there remain
If today I travel, tramp, or trod
You hold fast no matter where I land
Fine and light like grounded grain

You are the water’s wave
So beautiful to watch thee
By God’s hand greatly, gently guided
Mesmerized I become a slave
Each thunderous crash I guarantee
You pull me further out to sea
You are the ocean breeze

Learn Too Slow

Tis true that time moves too fast to waste.
They say just stop to smell a rose,
But then time spins at rabbits pace.
So make your choice, take heart my woes.