The stream (all workshops)
Now a moment of revelation
Killer knows from whence he came
No remorse for his actions
There is just the payback game
For all the hurts that innocents suffer
He will give twice and more
Just as he gave to this one
Crawling slowly toward the door
The rage he feels is building
Uncle Michael is right here
Kill him now; but slowly
For his brother dear
The pain explodes inside his head
No relief is there in sight
Tears roll down his cold and stony face
He'll kill Uncle Mike again tonight
rust stains
sink drain
curtian stark
light lets low
the darkly show
Senryu
Vanilla ice cream
Mouthwatering cake on top
Blueberry circle
The hammered silver moon
upon a night sky hung
fairy wings and midnight dreams
of cotton candy spun
imagination wanders
to a land far beyond
and there we'll meet
on distant plains
where pain and strife are none
If I could make you whole again
it would be my greatest pleasure
For within every friend is found
the deepest of all treasures
and even though I know you not
cherished hopes are all I've got
to give to you to hold
till the sun is hung in pure gold
MAY and DECEMBER
I waited for your call.
It never came,
It was 2:00 A.M.
No doorbell rang.
My heart began to sink again.
Every time you walked through the door
and I saw you standing there
I thought my soul would never bear
the ecstasy
When you ran your fingers through my hair
the softness of your touch spoke fire
and your caresses whispered love
nothing lasts forever,
you are May
I am December.
Will you dance with me
One more time.
I want to remember.
I had a son once,
He had a laugh bright as the sun,
One day he went out to have some fun,
And was taken from this world by a man with a gun,
I had a daughter once,
She was daddy’s little girl,
But now she’s grown and moved away,
She even missed her mother’s funeral,
I had a wife once,
She had eyes blue as the sky,
She always wore a smile in life,
And when the cancer took her she never once did cry,
Leathered terrace that I cling to
enlists the true, eclectic me
sometimes shavin'
always cravin'
to see the forest through the tree;
I've seen rainbows and spied sunsets
that would make an angel cry
and I notice in the distance
I'll see that same light when I die;
for instance my own Mother
knows how short that I had fell,
sometimes we may see a heaven
from a view that includes hell;
The sky was set on fire
Its smoke did hide the sun
While here on earth
I stood inside the murky haze
Screaming at the karmic Gods
At the very top of my lungs
I raised my fist above my head
Wondering why was I not dead
Once again, my anger rose
Who can fly upon burnt wings
Not any you might hurt
Or cripple by your selfish games
The smoky sky did finally clear
The sun came shinning through
Whom could I have blamed?
Why make a leap of such great faith alone
When you have a friend there to stand beside?
Another with you should jump in quick stride,
My branches serving as a stepping stone.
This is a jump of great importance, no?
Implying in it a change of magnitude
That may greatly affect your attitude
Toward more than you’d ever wish to know.
Now memories came crowding in
His brother beaten with a belt
Killer; young and helpless
He remembered how he felt
He heard the cries of agony
The whimpers of disgust
Perverted laughs of pleasure
The pain of Uncle's lust
There was nothing he could do
His Uncle big and strong
Morning came and his brother dead
No one there to right the wrong
So long ago, he made a promise
When uncle Michael disappeared
Scum like him would be the victims
Killer's vengence would be feared
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