Sunday, December 05, 2010

Glenn Raven

Early morning breaks light with the nights snow dusting of my mind

Walking from my alley leaving the first foot prints in a new path

Distant pathways come to meet in the center, a clearing covered by fresh snow that has lined

Lined the ground, shrubs, trees, and mounds with innocence awaiting the wrath

Wrath that is to be battles fought, lost and won

This is where I come from


From above a Raven circles me, taunts me, gawks at me

Distracting as I stumble over trouble and struggle with rumbles

The Raven lands upon my shoulder tapping on me, I ask him to show me

Peering at me with a gaze simply fearsome

This is where I come from


The chilled air taunted by the warmth of my breath as the blue kisses my cheek

I break the cover of my alleyway and step erect into the clearing

Grey tone vision my eyes entrust in what little sight I peek

A few more steps to my surprise I find snow gets dirty, fearing

Fearing my life to begin

This is where I have been


Walking forward while remembering back of those first steps

Looked down upon, spoken and frowned upon

Learned lessons of love while my guard rests

Looking for that special someone to lean on

Lean on a shoulder in sin

This is where I have been


Strangers emerge and friends are lost while family grows

My hearts walls are built and protected strong, everlasting

So I choose to walk alone over and around dirty snow

But only love breaks hearts, this I am mastering

Mastering patience as the Raven taps

This is where I am at


Dirty snow even so the Raven will not go

I step for thee so he can see my feet for me

My path for me he wraps for me to guide as he rides and my heart slows

Cautious as I be, it is me the Raven taps

This is where I am at


Showing me and pulling me to the light that is to glow

Waiting for a smile, a laugh, no more denial

To pass the dirty snow, the battles, only one place to go

Going to clean fresh snow where my heart can grow

This is where I want to go


To slumber and protect her and the Raven he will part

Tapping from the Raven I shalt not feel

As one her and I can make a start

Starting new light to shine so bright so that I may show

This is where I will go.

Wednesday, December 01, 2010

mo ionĂșin

Tears share the path until split by my heart

soaking sleeves to which only one can see.

Happy tears to the left, sad ones to the right

All unspoken shoulders hold up so much

Not to step before thee I wish not to fold up

even though in my mind the words are trouble

The boundaries cannot stumble

Google can bring the chorus in and Bing will mix the message within

But the search results were already in replaced with substitutions of inspirations

Life is as simple as it is not like a caterpillar hibernating late in Fall

Like a newborn learning to crawl

like a man leaping back up from a hard fall

If it were to be that light no more could see

I would set a fire my heart

If it were to be that song could no more be sung

My vocals I would part

If it were to be that walk could no longer pace

My legs  give to replace

Sounds of song wake my morning mind and calm the day with ease and memories

Nights are warmed by third eye smiles sent through a simple message

Simple and complicated in tandem

A moon around its world wishing for a total lunar eclipse.


Simply put, decoded and decrypted

To which I wish nothing shady or explicit,


Age makes me think of how little time some may have on this planet as I came to find this morning when I awoke to the news of a grandmother, her heart giving in to the stresses of life and time.

She is so hard core but age is harder and time is something that is not on her side right now.

We all go through life losing people close to us

It would seem that death is eventually a must

But before its too late,

Simply put

To you my heart I entrust