Showing posts with label the meaning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the meaning. Show all posts

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Love

clouds shatter like glass
frozen tears rain down
the sun has left my sky
and as I continue to die
shards of love
penetrate my armour
cutting deep
through my calloused skin
through my outer layer
slicing deep and cutting
into my pride
without the sun
there are no shadows
no place to hide
love keeps cutting
cutting me deeper inside
I try to keep busy
it seems the harder I try
still I keep my neck a wry
for love keeps me astride
waiting patiently
in subliminal latency
never losing track of me
it has a hook in me
love won't let me be
as far as the eye can see
across the open sea
love reigns on me
as dark as the sky above
try as I may for
forever and day
there is no shelter
or comfort
from ubiquitous love


Friday, August 6, 2010

thoughts

Life is useless from beginning to end
With spasms and pain it begins
With pain and spasms it ends
Nothing more than a hot flash
in cold, cold world
Life is useless from beginning to end
Let us save our breath
For what is breath after all
But the beginning and the end
For breath delivers our first cry
And steals our last word
Life is useless from beginning to end

From here I have watched you
As you walked along the side of the street
where the light slices into the darkness
Silence follows you
Everything else is left behind
Your voice echoes
Your promise is a song
Your memory is sad

Who is the potter I say
Where is the pot
And where is the clay
His work's unfinished
Has he gone for the day
Just for today
From the belly of the Earth
came the clay
Came the clay he used
on that day
Listen in the evening
Listen and pray
That all will be well
in the morrow day
Who is the potter I say
Where is the pot
And where is the clay

Let injury heal
Let doubt find faith
Let there be hope in despair
let sadness become joy
Let love rule over hate
And let there be peace on Earth