This is for dear Cheryl who is suffering from her loss. She had managed to bridge the chasm of time and seperation and let her heart do what it does best, forgive and love.
I got to know a manTwas then his life had past.I walked where he once steppedAnd stood where his shadow was cast.The things I felt he touchedAnd I was seeing what he already saw.But these were only thingsAnd not who he was at all.For those who wish to knowHis all is free to share.Given in love by those he lovedAnd treasured with great care.For the life he had once lived Still to this day survive.It's in every breath that speaks his nameAnd keeps his memory alive.Some things we may never knowAnd less we'll understand.But the spirit is love and this is howI got to know this man.Michael Jackson
Saturday, June 27, 2009, 09:33 AM EST [General]
How sad it was to hear the news of one I never knew.The yesterdays they talked about of things he used to do.In rhythmic beat he stole a moment as no one else had done.To his chorus I sang along like I too was the one.He walked in song and with living step I watched a spirit dance.Those movements held me as I gazed in a fascinated trance.Like the stars that fill the sky others also shine.So few so brilliant cast there glow and for so long a time.Innocent and young he sought for he was boy as much as man.Desperate for make believe only they could understand.And like so many I felt betrayed the stories that were told.In my heart I know it to be souls seeking to be sold.A tearful thought lingers on that no one can take his place.To the ages he dwells forever where legends have their space.
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F A T H E R
Saturday, June 20, 2009, 01:23 PM EST [General]
Fate's blessing lies within a child.
And keeps controll when things get wild.
Teaching with every word he'd say.
Happiness in jokes and play.
Every day a moment shared.
Reminders of the way he cared.
Happy father's day!
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A Lepera'con
Sunday, June 14, 2009, 02:24 AM EST [General]
There be a tale of a moon lit night where I bestowed quite a sight.Stirred restless from stolen dreams drifted music from a place unseen.Ignighting an evening summers heat was a chorus of sounds and rhythmic beat.Not covered in dress I went as born out late before the early morn.Where those of only nature dwell far from the place I know so well.Closer I came the more it grew my soul possessed its will withdrew.Well hid behind a fallen tree beheld a spirited fleshed fantasy.She flowed graceful in barefooted step her mane wild and freely swung unkempt.A mist of smoke made up her gown caressing as she spun around.Soft parted lips sang to her dance I gazed upon in longing trance.In to the night the music played and with it softly her body swayed.Through the woods stabbed golden rays beacons of the dawning day.Vanishing from her stage of moss my heart wept at the sudden loss.Was it fairy, nymph or woodland elf? "Return," I begged to me self.To lad and lass I say to you of every word I tell be true.Purchase another mug of beer and a pot of gold ye next shall hear.
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A Knights Tale
Friday, May 29, 2009, 11:18 PM EST [General]
Beside a roaring campfire sat a small band of solderseach telling of battles they've won.In turn bettering the last in their heroic talesof death defying deeds they had done.Standing their ground soaked with their foes bloodbecame too common a theme.So desperate they were for all the rest to seetheir living nightmarish dream.One spoke of great hoards too many to numberagainst an army so few.Victorious were the small band of defendersfor there cause was noble and true.Then another recalled a bold castle siegethought risky and foolish to try.In the achieved win he rejoiced in the wayhe made so many unworthy to die.Then bellowed a swordsman of a recent sword fightthe mission of a murderous quest.In mortal combat he solemnly spokeof his queries souls endless sleeps rest.In the company of men sat a virgin to deathpure still beat his innocent heart.Unsure of his chance in this end gameand to what end would be his part.The young warrior then spoke and as he didhe looked deep into there weary eyes."Have any heard of a devilish creaturethat hides well in a clever disguise?""It's been said to feed hearty on the flesh from withindrawn to the feast of the soul.""What then remains is the mere shell of a manafter it has devoured him whole.""I seek to be rid of this horrid beastfor so long I have searched far and wide.""None seen such a thing still it I will findmy glory shall not be denied."From across the fire pit rose a battle worn soldierspeaking with a voice of thunder."So lad you wish to take on such a thingthat has the power to so completely plunder?""Look not to foreign shores nor to high landsfor within us all it slumbers quiet and still.""In dark reason it's woken to gorge on the spirittill it's hunger has had it's fill.""For love or for God or unbridled revengea royals wrath or wealth taken or lost.""A death's merchant's fortune is measured in souls squanderedin lies the greater cost."Erupted the lad, "But it's a monster I seek!"The interrupted warriors anger now grew."Take heed boy!" He said, "The monster is usand the monster shall also be you."Away from the warm fire and into the darkwalked the only soul left to save.For the tormented souls of the men of war
shall know rest in the bed of there grave.
shall know rest in the bed of there grave.
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