| my poems |
| 15 your eyes are like diamonds like the stares above they blind me with beauty as if they were sent from the havens above they glitter like angle wings they shimmer like a morning spring they roar like the tiger and i am your pray see me now you may hold me forever in your dreams i am yours forever more so love me now or lose me forever this i leave to you but these there words will always be true i love you |
| death when death comes for you death will walk in the shadow of life deaths beauty shines with the glow of all the lives it holds as they pass to the next if you look in to the eyes of death you will see all the things that have been and could have been for deaths has seen all the souls since the birth of time and holds the key to the meaning of life never fear death for when you meet death you will see all that is and will know the true meaning of life |
| hope, dreams, and compassion there are three who walk to the gallows swinging in the wind high in a tree flying in the sky hope went first, than came a dream as it blows in the wind hanging from the tree than came the last, compassion was his name as he went life was gone from me |
| life life is a dream that moves through the breezes of time. as we walk the path of life we only have a glimmer of what has been and what will be. for this is the path of life as we move to are final resting point of life's sweet end. with each new life starts a new path. that holds the key to all that came before and after, as this is the way of life. for we all walk in a dream |
| little boy you look into my eyes and what do you see just a scared little boy looking back at you come and see what i see in the eyes of man for only a special few can see in the eyes that belong to me we see the evil that belongs to men like you come and play with me the little boy says to you for he is the key to mans dreams |
| the bird watch were the wind blows as it fly's in the sky as it blows in your hair as if you were flying might high don't look up don't look down fly straight for the sky feel free as a bird flying in the wind don't temp the fates they know the way go with wind go with bird flying in the sky go were you only dream to go this is the why |
| the fates only time will tell as the fates spin a line as they spin your line of life they will lead you on showing you the why don't temp the fates don't go a stray follow the line only time will tell tell you the why to for ever life the life only man can dream for for all men go a stray |
| the game there are those who play my game. those that dare see my sanity go insane. my game is played in the minds eye of man. for which i hold the key in my hand. reach for the dream. not knowing were life begins or ends. this is the why the game is played. we play to see were the game will take us. each man has his own door and dream. as the game goes on we play to stay sane. knowing that we all must all go insane to see tomorrow. that is were the game is played a new. for we must play the game to live in the dream. |
| the radio as the sun comes up the radio comes on my mind goes back to when we were one to the things that were and could have been of children playing and lovers, loving holding hands, and walking in the rain the things that made my life complete the things that made my dreams come true the things that make me think of you as the day goes by life moves on the radio plays a sad song i think of you back when you were mine of the day we met of the day we said i do of the day are kids came to me and you the things that made my life complete the things that made my dreams come true the things that make me think of you as the night moves in the radio plays a love song my eyes start to tear as i dream of holding you and the heart i hold that still belongs to you and of making all are dreams came true the things that made my life complete the things that made my dreams come true the things that make me think of you as i go to bed the radio goes quiet all that's left is you as i look up to the sky praying that some day i will hold you knowing that its been one more day with out you |
| the spider the spider i see walking on the wall as i see you i think of all that should be i dream of all that i wish to see only you my little friend can take me to see the things in my dreams for who other than you i sleep under your web as you spin my dreams i thank you for all i shell see so good night to you and i hope to see you in my dreams |
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| my three blessings there are three who are everything to me the center of my life the light that i walk by showing me the why one is just a baby sweet and pure she helps me laugh and see life as if it was all new one is a little boy he's rough and tough helping me remember what it means to be a man as he takes care of all he can one is my big girl smart and wise and helps me see life as it should be they are three that are all to me because i am dad because they look up to me |
| the cercal of life the cercal of life terns to a new from old the path has changed the dreams are all new the passion falls to a new as she holds the key to all that can be she is the dream she is passion to me i walk the path to her as she is a dream the dream i wish to dream for ever more |
| The paths we walk. The eyes are the doorway to the sole. Looking to are faith and dreams as we move through are lives. As children every thing is simple and pure. As we grow we find and lose love. We may find love were children are blest on us. Were we see are children grow to become what they may. As life moves on are dreams come and go. Life moves on as are children have children and the circle moves on. This is just a wink in the life of are soles. This is the path we walk. This is life. |
| The bard I am the bard of old making my song and poem for all who will lend me an ear. I take nothing more than what the sole will give. The love of my friends and family ... this is my treasure and my gift ... take of me as you wish. |
| As she sleeps
The night is so cold as I walk into her room as she sleeps. She�s lying there as if the gods were working a great spell. She is perfect in so many whys. I once even new her as a lover, Now only as a friend. Yet I still love her with all my sole. I keep thinking of my dreams. She is always in them. I could never do those things I dream about. It�s not right to even think it. The worst thing is when I remember my dreams, I always smile; I�m insane, I have to be. God I want her. I want to have her. To do as I wish with her, I can�t that is not right. She is so beautiful when she sleeps. I could grab her by the neck as her eye slam open to find me standing over her. As she try�s to understand what is going on. Only knowing the fear that shows in her eyes. God I would love to see that. All I have to do is put my hands to that sweet little neck. She would start to scream. That would be nice. What a silly thing to smile about, but I would have to stop the noise, neighbor�s you know. A swift smack to the face should do nicely. The red tint on her face from were my hand landed would show on her pale skin. God I should get out of here. If she woke up and found me here I would look so stupid. I got to go to bed. This can�t be good. I need help! |