Crimson Solace

Scrawling

2010-02-10T14:59:00.002-05:00

The back page, the poets rage

The unheard B-side

at least the singer tried.

The second thought, a philosopher in his knot.

Overture and the Cellist crosses the line.

The freewriting hand, left unobserved by the others;

The eyes- no focus on the spelling ink.

The mind- no preciseness to the syntax or type.

the left hand- no intercourse with the right.

A schism of soul and spirit, as muscles cramp to quicken the train steaming on with a flourish of cursive deprivation.

Pushing and yearning to endorse and laud the lightest curiosity of ...you.

A lost gnostic spark

Spots of glitter in your eye

the devils fiery dart

lonely dying housefly,

my need for twisted detailed art,

red kite forgotten in the park.

Winging

2009-06-10T11:51:00.002-04:00

smoke, it wreathed the february air
the scent, burning cedar caught my notice.
A fickle finch passes, brushing my hair
calling, it chirps, a love done, missing sweet bliss.
a full moment takes from me a breath of despair
I had felt an angels holy kiss;
all of this under a roar-
a waterfall, figuratively became a door.

Escape

2009-06-09T10:33:00.003-04:00

The lone man
the burning heart
the broken one
the moonlight, pale on the riverbed
of misery.
Memories in shambles
ribbons cut to the quick
the dew thick on the field
of mystery.
The lone man
the bleeding heart
the yearning one
the drum beat through two places.
Passions moment in the past.
The Shoes to large for him to fill
The Wind bitter from the mountain of wisdom.
A stringed interlude, a sigh deep within
and crescendo stikes the wind ,
filling the place in between with solace.

prescence

2009-06-08T11:19:00.002-04:00

Somwhere out there
I know you're there
A shadow in the corner of my eye
Hiding among the fallen trees
laying among roots and soil
I know you're there
Between laughter of table talk
and admist the swollen tenderness of pillow talk
somewhere out there.

slow fade...

2009-06-05T23:05:00.002-04:00

Be there, lets both hold hands
as that shadow stretches across this land
and the winter doves, yes even they,
fly to hoped for safety, elsewhere

Do not hold to this land
Do not to these things
thats only sand

But I'll hold you,
You'll hold me.

Shhh, now comes the night
rest in my arms we'll calmly wait together

as I hold you and you hold me.

Cry

2009-03-10T19:57:00.000-04:00

I’ve heard the whispering beyond the tinkling of glass bottles in light hearted hands.
I’ve heard the pleading past the smiles of bubbling champagne
But so hard does the tinkling try to mask the face of the those it works to cover.
The whispering that betrays the whisperer of their need to be in a different land.
Past the tinkling glass is their grief and sorrow to discover.
The voices there just beyond the distractions are calling
They long for true acceptance
“I feel like I”m drowning in this life” their crying.
I have seen it all,
I’ve heard the call.
“I can’t move away” I say
I stay here and really do nothing
I remain so content to drink the mead I’m given.
I love my polished brass, it blocks my eyes from the pain.
My feet are content on the stained wooden floors.
Out in the chasm I hear the fleeting whispers still.

Watchman

2009-03-02T19:08:00.003-05:00

Watchman, what of the night?
Do those distant stars yet glow?
Could we see them from this mire?

Watchman, what of the night?
Can comfort be found between sheets of silk?
Leave me, to behold the great constellation.

Watchman, what of the night?
Have the birds flown on their simple wings?
The birds sighed and gave up everything?

Watchman, what of the night?
Does the horizon brighten?
Oh, this waning fixation!

Tell me, with me in this shame and you,
Walking still upright;

Does the Son burst forth in glorioues light?

Simcoe

2009-02-09T19:16:00.002-05:00

Simcoe, a town of

Low budget tattoo parlours
High steeples and
elderly woman owning many
knick-knacks and several cats.
Of rusty basketball nets
hanging from neglected toolsheds.
Of tenagers pushing strollers
and children chasing rainbows.

Eminating from the whole solution
the reality of it all.

Droplets of sweat following
a dusk soccer match.
Second hand smoke rising
from a stoners roach.
Tears flowing in joy
after an altar call.

Half hearted thrills,
the ferris wheel
and the christmas lights.

Muscle burning drills,
the eastside hill
a class trip to backus mill.

The downtown endless drone
The grey cloudy sky,
The definite place called home.
yet soon time to bid goodbye.

Oh Come on! Pull yourself together man!

2009-02-05T01:12:00.002-05:00

My frivolous Life is torn,
my prideful mane is shorn.
This room of friends makes me so alone,
inside.
I know! i'm the cripple boy,
the one who really believed he had a chance,
a chence to fit in, then they all decided to play ball.
Well there I am half heartedly smug watching,
the thing fly by.
Just a guitar, missing more than one string.
Oh, I know, I hit the right chords.
ya I made sure of that, just my timing is so sad.
Surprisingly there is a way to God who loves
a person like me, something lovely like that
childhood blankey yellow and plaid.

Dischord

2009-02-03T09:58:00.002-05:00

Find the running track mark, shoot the dream:
Into your warm blood stream-
Doesn't stop your heart-keeps it going.

All of these hard drugs are only placebos
in this misery of mine.

Love started this dischord
Peace is only in photographs
Hope is an Ill child.

When I pause this self imposed genocide
(or run short on cash)
I'll wake with a clear pounding head
and take a peek beyond the next fix.

Love, may slow this world down.
Peace, can be tangible
Hope a covered prescription.

Rest

2009-02-02T13:00:00.002-05:00

I sit here thinking and waiting
watching and praying.
I feel uniinspired, my head so tired.
I can't act, all my actions manafest in succumbing.
I allow the cold waves to wash over me.
Just bask in the Glory of the one who came to save it all.

When I feel useless and cast aside,
I know who is by my side.

Truth

2009-02-01T17:11:00.001-05:00

In the early days of our Love
My spirit flew on the white wings of a dove.

You tell me lies;
as I look straight into your eyes,
and you stare straight back into mine.

Sunny Daze

2009-01-30T12:53:00.001-05:00

The odd bird chirps
The hum of a distant lawn mower resonates
Sun filters through the trees
A plane paints lines in the sky
a leaf drops
a bird flies
I close my eyes.

Camel Knees

2009-01-29T07:53:00.003-05:00

Everything in me I try to conceal
I know you can see, an open reveal

Down to the floor I kneel
Words from my tongue come
like 8mm film from a reel

These words are how I feel
My fate I think they'll seal
Forgive me and we'll
be in devotion
moving slow motion
love deeper than the ocean
eternity together is the deal.

Daydream

2009-01-28T15:16:00.002-05:00

I pause next to a window sill
Time slows, then satnds still
The grass is chrystalised in morning dew
I day dream of me and you.
I long for a connection but hesitate to ask,
Would I recognize myself if I dropped this mask?
Maybe on a sunlit beach, through hot sand
we would be safe walking hand in hand.

A pinch brings my vision to light
a misquitoe floats away like a kite.

Farewell

2009-01-27T11:05:00.002-05:00

I recall the last time I got to kiss you
Suddenly, off you ran, such an issue
all my tears are dried with a damp tissue
Each one reminds me that I miss you

coastline

2009-01-26T09:00:00.003-05:00

I stand where the water meets the shore.

Here I feel rest.

Here in this secret place, I feel him in this place.

The ocean breeze,

The blowing mist.

The waves crashing and the sand whispering.

Here in loveliness and brokeness I meet Him.

selah

.....That the hand that made all of this.....

....made these hands of mine....

Prayer

2009-01-25T08:58:00.004-05:00

The secrets of my heart were written on the passing clouds and falling rain,

Grasped only by a cherubs wing to be lifted and whispered in the ear of God

His flaming spirit will promptly tear elements asunder
to answer, my cry with causing even a slight thunder

Entering my soul before the last heart string breaks

he connects the invisible dots to read my mind

he touches my soul and make me whole inside

This divine intermission tantalizes me with wonder;

Your beauty, it astounds me

as your love, it slowly surrounds me.

Beyond the Veil

2009-01-24T15:06:00.001-05:00

Beyond the veil, the mysteries that we need, the secrets that we want.
Beyond the veil the hope that we’ve heard of the salvation we need.
The peace that will bless us the bliss it contains, all of it found beyond the veil.
A rip in the curtain a tear through the fabric , a presence now felt, the veil lay broken.

Crimson Solace

2009-01-23T11:38:00.001-05:00

In the world I was buried,
I was a slave. Contention.
I was so lost, anger, fear.

Then I found this Crimson solace.
In the mercy of the blood shed from his flesh.
Christs blood, there I found this Crimson solace.

Wondering

2009-01-22T11:25:00.001-05:00

Isit in the dark
yellow light spills into my room
I allude to some vague image of you,
try to lift myself from the gloom.
Endless things arise, I ty to construe.

Fear and Trembling

2009-01-21T15:20:00.001-05:00

What are these pews but bars?

Holding us in. Quelling our angst.

What are these movements but rhythms?

What are our songs but noise,

with an estranged heart.

These bright lights will harden my soul.

Will the stained glass swallow me whole?

Could I step into the grass and sing, dance, pray?

Without a sword on a thread above my head?

Will I follow the Lamb of God to his home?

Come let us go there now.

Vista

2009-01-21T00:46:00.001-05:00

Staring at snow through frost

the boy scrapes at the pane

in hope of finding where he is lost.

A flash and all to him is revealed

The revelation made him feel older.

He nearly comprehended what was concealed

but the freezing glass turned him the cold shoulder.

Nature

2009-01-20T11:00:00.001-05:00

Five foot ten and made of steel

Looking in the mirror I don't feel that real

Through these dark alleys yet I creep

'Til a Chloroform swathed cloth puts me to sleep.

The Arrival

2009-01-19T19:30:00.001-05:00

When Love comes
Does it inquire of circumstance?
Does it wait for reality?
Is it to be rejected?
With held?
Love picks rusty locks.
Love scrubs away apathy.
Its a blessing from God above.
Embrace it.