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Wednesday, 19 August 2009

Lost & Gone:


Caught nay frozen in time
held fast by the eons of extreme
below the surface the ghost relics
of utter vastness of blue
cold within frozen without
trapped in the midst
of all that was before dawn of man
tears led upon tears
cries upon cries
piscatorial matter and DNA of lost animals
built on top like Lego blocks
once left to wonder this barren land so
silence echoes as if its own voice
the cracking of falling moving ice
creaking like frozen bones
of a older by gone generation
things said things done
lost to the north wind
as it drifts on by the lost and damned
here layeth the souls of men women and children
sinking to their under water grave
little did they know
the paused statue would be
their final acruement
as if a monument to all that passed
on that cold night
lest us forget we live in warmth
dwell in the sun
feed on the summer breezes
they shan't wont rise ever again
from the gloomy depths
of frozen time

R.I.P
T





Tuesday, 18 August 2009

Purity:


Runneth over me cleanse this torrid soul
pushed and pulled by all that is
directional faces asking
almost pleading for the way
how am I meant to guide you
when I need my own way
pulling back the clothes I wear
the waters washes over me
filling me with a sense of something bigger
Oh Angels on high hear my cries
why does the light fade in my despair
how come I do not feel your wings
shroud me so keeping me warm
how have I forsaken you
my tears mingle with the rain drops
and as they fall they shatter
leaving my dreams broken
as if distorted visions of a bygone time
slipping down to the floor on my knees
yearning for the human touch
I am lost without you all that was you
and upon the cries
I hear a voice calling softly
looking sky wards a light shines
and there stood is but the one
whispering slowly
when light was dark I was the shadow
when cold I was the blanket that warmed your soul
the tissue you held to dry your tears
so soft and tender
was my very wings
and the single foot prints
were where I carried you so
lift yourself to your feet
allow your sense to rush back
and know I am always by your side
come rain or shine

~x~




P.S I'm sorry its been a while since writing so much has happened and gone on that I haven't had a chance to catch myself to even breath for me, But the will is resolved and the issues passed.