This has been a long and challenging week.
I have written several Haiku and a poem:
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peace quest rampant with
anti-polar strain; heartand mind to gain

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sulphur strike, dry,
crisp burn.
desperate breath holding on,
sorrow escaping

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derelict phantoms
gouge and sear midnight terrors
with anchors, in flesh

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Flawed,
weak,
greedy shame.
Perfect desperation grasping
in thin air for a shred of decency
where none is to be found.
Gargoyle reflections,
in rotting, flaking glass
unmask an angel.
Cool,
stainless edge
threatens the demons residence
as it burns across the flesh
to pay the debt of sin.
Hauntedby the memory of innocense,
wicked souls gnash and thrash and wail
with the kiss of light as they fall to the floor.
Solace comes to the
fortunate, fetid dead
who never wake.
And still I live.


January 8, 2009

Tread lightly where you do not belong,
Your presence lingers long after you’ve gone.
Oh careless pedestrian, stay the path!
The gate is open, I have tied the latch.

Footprints and fingerprints leave a mark
That press deep into the landscape,
Lasting and stark.

Thoughtless handling,
bruises and wilts tender flora,
stealing the vitality of natures aura.

Tread lightly where you do not belong,
Your presence lingers long after you’ve gone.
Oh careless pedestrian, stay the path!
The gate is open, I have tied the latch.

Hidden footpaths entice and allure,
Knowledge of the hidden footstones
make the invitation sure.

Secret, sun dappled, Verdant and lush,
Kisses of warmth waft over the nearby rush.

You and I alone,
beyond the gate,
beyond the stone.
Beyond the bounds that love has known.

Tread lightly where you do not belong,
Your presence lingers long after you’ve gone.
Oh cautious pedestrian, stray the path!
The gate is open, I have tied the latch.

January 14, 2009