through the cracks

your light it burns so bright
in the corner packed so tight
with dusty nick knacks and treasured things
and all the stuff that time will bring
your light slips through my curtain
past the window sill
it carries through the darkness
waves of hope and will
gentle light so warm and blue
only thing, forever true
you picked me up in the night
in times I froze; sombre fright

reflections

Child, Mother, Father
Sit around the table
Small, distraught
No anger now
They wonder why
Wonder where it went wrong
Why did he take it
Steal himself from us
How could he leave us this way

I awake
Staring at the roof
Autum leaves fall softly
Breeeze picks up
Carries them
They stray
Far away
Why did I leave them this way

fly on the mall

sitting, waiting
song’s of guitar strain in the air
floating between the chattering voices, steam
clanging of plates and cups
they walk by,
preoccupied
who are you?
invisible too…

rhythms

a day comes
a day goes
rhythm of life
gently flows

flowers of love
and pain we fear
hope the dove
might be near

a day goes
a day comes
rhythm of life
softly numbs

ego

Everything clear
Going away
Ourselves dissappear, dreamt away

out there

 

waves of lights
drift on the black sea
silently
floating on cosmic energy
removed from myself
I see you now
Are you looking down?

(no title)

he sits in the dark room

clack clack clack

typewriter clicks away

the world for him

seems dim today