DirgeFunereal tunes,No sight required, you can feelhow hope ebbs away.Nobody listens, no earattuned to those vibrations.
OverviewHas she ever seenso much of her world at once?all beneath her feet.Will this moment completelytransform her understanding?
ElsewhereThe cityscape isforgotten. She's compactedby anxiety.Has she ever seen the streetsabout her? She sleepwalks.
CrushingNo space for spirit,the crushing weightof anguish, of pain.Yet release is within reachIf the prisoner lets go.
TorrentWater robes the rocks,over ages smoothing awayall jagged edges.
Unmovedher pale face a mask- she has out-stared historynothing defeats her
DefunctHere ambitions died,no purposes left to stirthe decaying gear.The desert doesn't recallthe moment of industry.
nodalDelicate blossoms,lures to attract the future,to nourish fresh seeds.
Encircled 2Within a bright spherea complete world seems contained,just for a moment.This might be a soothsayer'scrystal ball, where trapped light writhes.
ImagineA spirit, goddess,emerging from the molten sea.The light condenses.
MoonlightingOur eyes always aspiring to see behind vision, as ifto discover what lies hidden beneath the flood of light.Always we're trying to peer beyond the moon's bright cloak.
Air Force Revisited.Flying fortresses,dense enough to deflect lightyet insubstantialWater drops suspended inthe high, thin air, wind sculpted.(Originally:Flying fortresses,solid enough to impede lightyet made of nothing.Water drops suspended inthe high, thin air, wind sculpted.)
Poor ImpressionsThe painter Monetobserved things every day.He didn't carethat it's rude to stare.
UnfathomedThe body unaware,dreamwork creates mythologyin hidden spaces.
DisputationDoes she remember,or has she forgotten all?He stores their pictures,while she disowns him and them.Nothing, she says, still remains.
HypnopompicA key too rustedto turn, a door once solid,now rotting away.As sentience stirs again,the dream's images decay.
Haplessyou make your own luck,so the successful believe,unless you lose it.Some are born without the knack,good luck slips through their fingers.
ColloquyWhere, I asked, does the sun set?Have never heard? It's swallowed by the Western Sea.But how then can the sun rise?Child, your dazzled eyes are too easily misled,How can a hero rise again after he's dead?Yet I see what I have seen. Are so many heroes then,that they're extinguished every day?You have seen what you have seen,we faithless creatures can only watch and pray.
Falling For YouI'm falling for you likeRocks thrown into the ocean;Hard and fastReaching bottom with a 'splash'.
Living a Lie.Living a Lie.You say things you don't mean when you're angry.You call me a waste of space and that you can't stand me.When the dust settles you say you don't mean it.You say I should know better than to believe it.As usual I foolishly upkeep your illusive hold on me.I allow you to mute my thoughts and take control of me.You promise and reassure me that it will never happen again.That this is the last time and you will put it all to an end.But I know promises only comfort fools,Who readily allow others to pull the woolOver our eyes because it is easier to swallow the lies.Can it be a mistake if it happens more than twice?Despite my preaching I can never take my own advice.I've realised that this aggression is a part of youAnd because I can never dare to part from you.I have to believe the love you have for me is true.Sometimes you have to take a lie not for what it isBut for the truth and reality it suspends.Withdraw your vengeful tongue and revert it into a kiss.So
StuckI will sit here waiting patientlyUntil you finally realizeThat I am not going anywhere.
Always In Our HeartsAlways In Our HeartsWhen you left,No one knew what to do.We cried,We hugged,We comforted,We tried to be strong.For ourselves,For each other,For you.We all knew,It would never be the same,We knew life had changed forever.Even with all the tears,We got through the pain and sadness.Knowing youre in a better place,Youre no longer suffering.And knowing that,Well always miss you,But youll always be with us,Well always love you,And youll always be in our hearts.
Break my fallBroken skinpeeled by cloudsin my fall from hopeAsphalt absorbedin landingseeps inturning me to stoneHardened heartstillswith murmured cryechoing to silenceWake mefrom this nightmareBreak my fall
Moon StruckGalileo examined the stars at night,he used his telescope. What a sight!His priest refused to look. Alert to heresy,he was terrified of what he might see.