Monday, December 24, 2007

watch dog

Eyes that stare back at me
stare through my soul-
reading me, sizing me-
such a gaze so cold
that demand answers
when they really seek to know
how easily I will crumble
under their hold.

Monday, December 10, 2007

Parked on the Side

The language is different here when I listen,
their tongue not the same as mine when I watch,
their breath more pungent, their sound more erect-
talking amongst themselves discreet and farfetched.
I only hear blabber as they utter words,
and the flight of saliva that lands on their arms
they wipe away without a scorn.

stall

The journey stands still
in shades of gray
and colors of blues,
where I had looked
through a scope
and found with it
your broken smile.

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

Fly Away With Me

Fly away with me to a shooting star
It may seem impossible but I know where to start,
We can begin with a wish and follow with a kiss
And away we'll go on a clear moonlight glow
With no one in sight who can dare jeopardize
Our journey, our flight to our mind's paradise.

Fly away with me to a shooting star,
We can view the world as if it were just ours,
You and me is all that we need
We will be all that is envied if we succeed.

2006

Monday, December 03, 2007

wind riders

You are chasing the winds
on the stillest of days
trying to catch a breeze
that'll take you away.

-unfinished