Wednesday, September 30, 2009

"Walking the Streets"

The conglomeration of lights
Dance about me
Some are bright
Others are dim
In the street walking great distances
Searching for something
Though I know not exactly what it is
Perhaps a lonely cat
Who just so happens to catch my eye
Or roosting pigeons
Who oddly huddle together
On a remote window ledge
Barely visible to a passerby
Sirens are heard in the distance
Then there is the hollow sound
Of the tires on the street
A light rain has finished
Now the streets are barely damp
I can feel the surface of the sidewalk
Grabbing at the soles of my shoes
Then there is the yaw in my heel
Followed by a familiar creak
Nobody gives any notice
It's after midnight
And the city slumbers
Yet here I am with my own thoughts
For with them I shall stay
In the city that slumbers
After midnight
On barely damp streets
After the rain

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Wednesday, September 23, 2009


This is the end of the world as I know it
A breeze flows through my long fur
Behind me my master watches intensely
Focused on the mounts in the distance
Unaware of the surrounding resistance
The clouds as pillows
Some of which I have rested upon
In my daytime dreams
Odd as all this seems
I have brought my master to this place
Rather than him bringing me
What does he know of such places
Or of voices that rise from the sea
Feint echoes that ring out
It is far from silence to my ear
Hearing that which calls out to me
Upon these plateaus in the wind that blows

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Thursday, September 17, 2009

"Closed Eyes Open"

Small sparks go off inside my head
My energy draws them
In the meditation of my fixation
Overflowing thoughts revive
That which is inside
It has relied
On the interjection of flowing energy
That emanates from my soul
Such living things that enclose me
In their closeness I have come to know
A journey into places unfolded
On the path where few can go
Quickly things go by that are only meant to be seen
Kept unto myself for preservation
In my own determination
To see that such things continue free
In my deepest secrets
They can only be revealed
To those who have a zeal
Gifted with an ability to see

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