This blog was created for others who will hopefully glean something from the words I have written.Not much to say except I ran off from an orphanage when I was 13 years old.Hopped on a freight train and joined the circus.Have been wandering ever since.I am grateful to be alive and my only desire is to leave something here for others to gain from.If I can accomplish that then I have successfully reached my intended goal.All we have left in the end is our legacy.
Digits upon this loathsome wall The keepers are but numbers Who place their keys into slots Temporarily assigned as is their mind Compact boxes which have no windows Concealing the other side Cobwebs run parallel in the room Which has been forgotten That resides on the other side Of the boxes with digits upon them That now represent utter pious soulful eyes In existence of that which denies Small windows within which to peer Revealing the contents or if it be bare Yet there is no time to spare Cobwebs in parallel transfer such feelings That enter into morbid minds Of treasures sought that combines Dreamlike notions of what may be Laying in wait to silently see The contorted expressions upon the faces When invasion occurs of assigned spaces Segregated emotions for safety reasons Only remain in changing seasons Behind the iron box they survive The only thing left that seems alive With exception to the spiders who dwell The keepers of the webs that elude detection Because there are no digits placed upon them
In this evening glory Such trees in the grove My skulled owl spirit guide Hovers over the child inside me In the fear at dusk Though I am frozen in the cold place My spirit guide pleases me With its presence I am no longer prey What wells up out of springs That which quenches a thirst Cannot make false bargains Over water that flows freely from the rivers What comes in stealth of night Must appear before the light of the fire If it retreats in its own fear Still the crackling of the embers Brings warmth to my soul In the presence of my mentor I am prostrate The art of falling down with my hands raised up Has served me well until maturity Once that was reached I no longer Laid in horizontal position upon the ground I am perpendicular and able to see clearly The hovering spirit guide is able to tell My lessons have been learned well Still my hovering guide protects The place where the innocent child Dwells within me in his own place It shall follow me through all my days Filling the needs within my own heart
Please do me a favor will you? Next time you speak to your folks Thank them for me Meeting you would never have occured; I hardly ask much out of people In this human race we have So please thank them for me You would not be the person you are In addition to this my life would be less The world would be deprived Even more so I Of that rendevous in time Wherein our energies combined For a moment or two This is all greatly due... Well,you know I smile a bit now From that moment in time When you became part of This place in the human race It was the beginning of your formation Resulting in the culmination Of who you are So please thank your folks for me And also thank you as well This is all greatly due... Well I guess you know the rest For being the person you are Without that my unknown loss would be Counted along with the rest Of my dreams that were dashed upon the rocks I never take these things for granted Cherishing these precious moments in time You have made my heart leap Allowing me to know that there is much To be grateful for and to adore So I must know will you do that for me? Once again thank you for being in my world And for allowing me into yours
I'm ready for my nap now Will you take one with me Why are you looking at me so Do you love me-do you like me I would just like to let you know It's really nice here I like to snuggle Under the covers is best Later on when my nap is over When I have had a rest We can play a bit if you want to Or go for a walk outside We can listen to music in the kitchen If you want to I can sit there with you at my side It doesn't matter what we do As long as I know you are near I know I'm safe whenever your close For there is nothing to fear
Do not compare me to the dove Rest upon the sole of my foot Obtained upon any floating thing Whether it be tree or cattle It is impossible for me to cleave Unto any living man's breast Going forth to and fro upon the earth Until the waters are dried up Since the days of Noah When the dove hath returned Olive branch in beak I feasted upon the carcasses Therefore the need to return Was only in the blazing sun Which continued to mercilessly burn It's cruel rays of heat upon my back Thriving in the misfortune Without companionship of the maggot I was filled to the brim Sitting upon this perch to observe A city in slumber like the dove It needs a resting place to survive Yet I need none In the distance are monuments Built for dead kings Who knew nothing of these things They would be carrion Upon that flooding brooding sea Eyes from which had seen Would be taken clean With no regard for Pleiades I am Atlas while the dove is Orion The lost one hides in grief and shame From I who has no spoken name
I often sit here and wonder What would I do without you We are miles apart But I feel you closely upon my heart If you were to die A part of me would also die Do you feel this of what I say Please do not die on me You are the bright light That lights up my day Even when you do not reply I still feel you with me Your energy defies my resistance It soaks into me over the miles And I wonder what would I do without you
Faded memories of my mother When we used to play She never said goodbye to me Or even gave a wave She is in my dreams at night Clenching my pillow tight Muffling my inward sound Tears soak until I sleep In her dreams she is found We always end up playing Few words are barely spoken Wherever she is I know she loves me We always have our dreams to be Together while I sleep She will always be with me Within my heart I keep
What has happened to us We talk but you are far from me Deep in your own self You will not allow me in I am your friend in all circumstances Is it something I have said or done Scaling the wall you have erected Is a treacherous journey for me But I would climb a thousand walls Die a thousand deaths Place a thousand kisses upon your forehead Still you are aloof and reticent I know it has nothing to do with vanity But I feel as if this thing of folly must end You will not drive me away like this Here I will be in front of your face Every time you look upon me You will see my waiting eyes I will keep the watch for you until tears Stream down your face You must break down and save yourself Rest your head in my lap I will sing to you until you are asleep The child that is within you is calling His voice rings in your ears Gently I will lift your heart up Your broken wings will be mended The child inside of you will be heard He will be cared for in your absence Do not make plans to fall into the abyss Refusal to lessen my grip will not occur You will not fall As you have held me up in times past So will I hold you in the same manner Be well and come back to me Soon the sun will be up As perspiration pours from me So will our hearts pour out onto eachother Falling sweetly into our own arms As we rock ourselves to sleep
She sits and waits Not sure why anymore. Something has changed It's not the same as before When she closes her eyes She remembers the dreams But intuition is warning her Not all's as it seems She hates to admit it It just makes her cry Her heart's almost sure His love was a lie He's a warrior Gone on a mission Wherever he's gone He had her permission. He travels a brand new trail His where abouts unknown And all she has left are The dreams they once owned She seeks the Great Grandfather To put the truth in her eyes. When she sees him with his new love Her dreams become lies
These walls are dragon walls Nostrils of fire breathe I touch it's scales upon the breast Frozen concrete unmovable Closing my eyes thinking How I will slay him with my lance Kings will praise me I have no life with exception To this wall before me Several times when within the castle I surrendered my sword Hearing that the final dragon had been slain Then only again when upon the wall I am called back into service Giving my life of servitude importance The rest of the world is behind me And I am between the world and the wall The wall where dreams become reality Only limited by the hot breath In barren lands of my own mind Others who analyze this Will only draw medevial conclusions While riding my steed into the horizon Concealed frozen concrete walls Keep my secret safe from prying minds Of those who refuse to fight dragons Who live inside these places
Beyond all time we slumber In close proximity to eachother Immortality was hoped for They joined our hands Carrying us to a place We could not carry ourselves The feather is upon the scale When our hearts are weighed against it Triumph will ring out glorisously Then we shall move on As trumpets play in the eons Long after our disintegrated bones Our energy thrive One unto another it is representative Bonds meant to be shall find a way To claim what is in the fates From birth to death to life
I love my dad with all my heart When he does this I remove myself Until its over then I return There is no pain felt in my place Far off in a peaceful setting Where I remember as a girl When dad would ride me on his back Tickling me on the grass How we would laugh without a care Back then it was a family affair Bitterness began with mom's demise It was like being placed in a vise Squeezed he eased his pain with strong drink Until he was unable to think Still those tears flowed More than he could sanely bare My older brother could not share For blame and guilt in disrepair Soon he was departed to another road I was left to bear the load It doesn't happen often and I know It is only so because of his pain Not meaning to hurt me in his overflow In pain he strikes out at his ghosts If I remove him from the space Then his act upon me seems undone I pretend it's self infliction There is nothing to forgive Appearing as a colorless image He is unaware-not really there His actions are nullified therefore It is my father whom I dearly adore This mark upon my face which I abhor Is not the handiwork of any man Colorless he is in the space Invisible is the force of the blow of the hand Were my dad really here He would protect me - this I know
You owe me a story Grandpa At breakfast you promised me My nap time is almost here It's half past three This one does not count As a bedtime one you know That one is different It gets read from that big book slow Make this a good story So I can sleep The bedtime story will keep Later on we'll go out and play Just like we do most every day Later on I'll sit by you on the porch While you take another nap I will sit there and play with your curly hair Watching you sleep as you make those funny sounds
The road at the vinyard Naked sticks to the trellis Staring all at once Intrusion in the grapeless field A quagmire is concealed below the surface One that bogs down the mind Crushing the spirit into depths Far below the roots that feed Within the earth Symmetrical invertebrates move silently They know not of the abandonment Of the grapes from which fine wine flows Or unto whose lips their flourish reaches At the end of the road is the caretakers house Neither do they know him The sun is their enemy which drains Precious moisture goes to roots that steal Small quantities of moisture Feeding the lifelines for grapes Fermentation occurs even in myself Thank you for coming when I called you Most people would not take the time It's usually all about them as I'm sure you know Occasionally a centipede surfaces But does not seem to crave my acquaintance Verily I observe its movements That has to be good enough for me Pious ants may sometimes feel my shoe Out of curiosity they may look upon the sole Hoping to find refreshment of some sort Carefully I move so as not to crush their abdomens As I wait for you to appear in the rain That begins to cleanse my mind
