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  A SECOND TIME you sit in solitude of seconds encased in time I cannot grasp through. Your eyes, blue-refracted through the hourglass, gaze distant and unfocused past the present of me. Layers of seasons like dust coats worn by old window sills bow your shoulders with unseen mass, pressing down - sun and moon - snow and rain - I feel your footsteps echo to the ticking march of the tocking tock. There is such futility in your struggle for immortality. Copyright © JApollo00@aol.com SUBMISSION The darkness you radiate swells like a cancer bent on my destruction. So tall and daunting, you - monolithic and silent leviathan - unaware you possess such night within yourself you stand absorbed in contemplation of the eternity of your own eyes in the glass on the wall. The gaze you bend drinks sight like blood, tears like rain, hearts like chaff - my soul stretches to paper-thinness beneath your scrutiny. The brightness of the morning is a ghost I am no longer acquainted with in my eagerness to succumb. Copyright © JApollo00@aol.com ONCE perhaps there was a way once on roads only you knew and did not share for me to follow... Some distant place I strained to reach but fell, halfway, along the path exhausted drained the roaring in my ears drowning the echo of your passing footfalls... Perhaps there was a way once in the flowing currents of the air you flew... above and beyond me - You seared the sky I tried to touch with my flimsy wings but failed. Once... perhaps there was a way. Copyright © JApollo00@aol.com STORMING CASTLES The draft from the door stirs the dust from the corners, rising like ghosts to briefly haunt then settle again into damnation; my hackles stand at the intrusion - uninvited visitors cause the rage within me to spark dimly from its bed of ashes, draft or demon. I close the door impatiently annoyed at this invasion of my world, my reflection in the mirror behind my eyes distorted briefly, like ripples in a pool, before smoothing back into familiar phantoms. Copyright © JApollo00@aol.com DEATH BE KNOWN I will not want to wonder What I should expect If it be real Let death be known. I want to know the day When life decides to shove me out. I want to feel it before it comes So I will not cry or quiver when it shouts. Will it be quick or will I have to fight? If death should find its way to me Let death be known then cease to be. Copyright © JApollo00@aol.com WINTER MOURNING We are comfortable in our early morning time bubble, Where snow falls without a sound, And the world sleeps. But we are awake-- Talking of lonely clinging leaves and the quiet unnoticed loss. Writing poetry with the silent language of the body and shy, stolen glances. Poetry already written in our hearts And in the stars. Copyright © JApollo00@aol.com RAINDROPS The clouds consume the sky and the storm begins I seek solace from my thoughts that lie within Be as it may that you are not here with me I fancy myself with the fact that if we could be together We would be Tell me if I'm wrong, but my hands are gentle to the touch I'm lonely, maybe you just as much Our teardrops meet at the joining of our cheeks As we kiss for the first time; maybe bitter, maybe sweet I run my fingers through the strands of your hair Just for a few moments we leave behind this world's cares Our arms serve as a blanket to keep us warm The rain does not stop, it continues to pour Squeeze a little tighter, move a little closer The words we speak have new meaning Rays of light sparkle in your eyes This feeling of unity is non-fleeting Though reality will try to block this memory We saw each other clearly, if for only one moment We were content This is a secret from me to you my dear Although you're far away on this night, to my heart I hold you near Copyright © JApollo00@aol.com WHISPERINGS Of all mankind's discoveries We have yet to discover The untold whisperings of the soul Whisperings of secrets too deep to unleash on the world For fear that Our secrets, having become known Will make us more alone than When we were alone with Our shame, Whisperings of feelings we think No one would understand For the simple reason That they have not seen the things that we have seen And known the things that we have known. So, sorrow and shame Are concealed in Smiling faces And the wisest of the wise Still fail at Understanding Or seeing The untold whisperings of the soul Copyright © JApollo00@aol.com SILVER SCARS In the heart the tears sting softer Than tears no one knows I am fine. I am strong. Tears always cease to flow. On bodies scars are painless If they're hidden away But I'll sit silent, I wont complain, Scars will always fade. In the flesh the blood runs thicker Than blood spilt from the sky But I'll be fine right here; Blood will always dry. My pain is not to notice My blisters now revealed I won't give up; I'm holding on Blisters always heal. Belief is nothing, really. Belief is just some faith. Faith would be good to hold on to But belief always seems to escape. In the mind the soul is worthless The soul is not to heed I have no choice but to ignore What my soul really needs. Copyright © JApollo00@aol.com AWAKEN Forgotten thoughts within a dream, Flights of fancy gone unseen, The mind's shadow, the heart's gleam To muse and think without rhyme or scheme. I see the thoughts and dreams within. I know the sorrow, the joy, the whim. I hear the cry, the laugh, the scream. I feel the passion, the fear, the pain. The order loosed and now unchained, The rhyme undone, forever frayed. I know not what I knew, I see not what I saw. I hear not what I heard, I feel not what I felt. I wake. A smile on my lips, a frown on my cheeks, or tears in my eyes. I am made or not, for the waking day is ever colored by slumbering night. I know not why and am I the better to know or not? Copyright © JApollo00@aol.com THE ROAD At the end of the world The pavement ends, And the road begins. If you ask me where that road will go, I will tell you that I don't know. Some say this road leads to the stars, Others say to a heavenly place, Some will say it's a paradise, Others, that it's the blackness of space. For some it is lit with a glorious light, A beam so bright one can hardly see, And it takes them to a wondrous being, Much stronger that you, far wiser than me. For others it's a gigantic ladder, Taking them up on a ray from the sun, Into the sky, to sift through the stars, Searching for Somewhere, Something or someone. Many refuse to travel the road, Many will enter with a smile on their face, Looking for stories, for new worlds and people, While the rest of us stay firmly rooted in place. But in the end it doesn't matter, For we are always drawn toward, This road, this path, this golden ladder, That starts when the pavement ends at the end of the world. Copyright © JApollo00@aol.com DUALITY Star lights glisten on the river, Stars are throbbing in the sky. Moon beams rain on earth and quiver As the silver clouds float by. Stars in heaven and on earth Within one great eternal birth. Morning moment's subtle waking; Twilight hour - twins apart: Alternating; sleep, awaking, Never really do depart. But what begins is never-ending And what is lent is ever lending. Golden day light of the ages. Night, in darkness, soft, serene. Ever-rolling, turns life's pages; One horizon drawn between. Half in shade and half in light, The mind of man, the day, the night. The lonely moon rides, waxing, waning, After and before the sun. Whispering with silver straining, Resting where she first begun With every universe combined, On and on, ahead, behind; The complex, and simplicity Of life and life's duality. Copyright © JApollo00@aol.com LYING IN THE DARKEST HOUR Lying in the darkest hour, Full of tears that won't be shed, Reaching out with broken hands, To thoughts that rule my head. I know that it is useless. I know that life's not fair. But that won't stop the pain I feel with every gasp of air. The weight of our misguided world Is crushing down on me. A future I cannot live out. A past I cannot see. The curses of an active mind Will never be discovered. For men decide for whom or what The light will be uncovered. The victim is the evil doer And fear is changed to spite. For always what we can't conceive Is hidden with the night. And so the options come to light, Yet there is only one. Now's the time to do what's right To do what must be done. It seems they only want from me What isn't mine to give. I tell you, I don't want to die, n I'm just so afraid to live. Copyright © JApollo00@aol.com GHOST It's an eternally deepening dream In a world of star-eyed pixies Everybody can be beautiful if you want it so. They're just disembodied mirages Thoughts under a dominance of materialized ideas. I can't see the sky any more Because I wished it away. We are all forgotten poems, Dormant, faded wisps of smoke, The ghost of blood is microscopic. Things happen when eyes stop blinking How can I be alone when I hover over myself? And 'self' is forever breathless When milked-over eyes see purer dimensions. There's opaque scars in your poison. The dead can hear your thoughts Shelter me at night with bloated tarot And interpretations of lost silences And conformity of my subconscious. Explanations are futile; It's dull pain, but you can't heal it, Too purple, too wrinkled. Don't rekindle these velvet gashes- You can't soothe them with mental imagery Visions of visions Of spiritual whiplash And blatantly rough rebellion Smoothed and sanded by lulling heartbeats and tired whistling. Angel's time moves counter-clockwise So it becomes dark under mortal eyelids. Feelings recycled in unaware stillness as I drip into corrupted realms, rasping Slow- Slower- Breathe...a weightless memory. Copyright © JApollo00@aol.com FACES IN THE SPIDER WEB I saw a spider web in the mirror And I saw all my different masks In each odd shape Within that tangled web I have wove for myself I went to touch it... And the elegance Shattered at my feet Hundreds of me At my feet In the dust Of memories.... Where I have felt I have always belonged I fell to my knees In angry tears That I had been right all along ...There are so many things inside So many people I wanted to be And it is the essence That breaks me A spider web So changing but beautiful Inside my soul Spun until It finally ties off the circulation To my true self And I don't know who I am anymore In that tangled spider web Copyright © JApollo00@aol.com ALL I KNOW You never see my courage, I know You never hear my rich colors cry to you, I understand For your presence dominates my feelings for you And as the scenery grows I fall faster into the cracks of your eyes You take the shade from my summer days And you keep the warmth from my frost bitten heart Every second of silence between our inner twining voices I cherish For your tone echoes inside me So what do I do with the feelings I hide? I wander the streets and under my breath I say to myself I need you But you say there's too much going on With life, love, and friends But when you entered my mind you took my consiousness and gave me absence From all that's in my light You seem to creep up on my days and steal my sunshine I let your love enrapture me and I let your existence over power my life You don't know it but I long for your heart, I long for your love I need your guidance to be true So help my win and help me survive For you are all I know of love Copyright © JApollo00@aol.com METAPHOR FOR LIFE We walk through life, our steps measured by the moments. Details, Inconceivable, placed together in an unrecreatable fashion. Our lives...a Collage of moments. Some are big, some are small. Pictures in great detail Hanging on eternity's wall. Carefully, each of us are hung in a special, deliberate place upon the wall. Shining with the newness of crystal glass. The wooden frame is sanded smooth And painted intricately and uniquely with lots of loving care. The change this Picture creates upon the wall attracts attention. It stands out calling all to Contemplate for hours the disarray of ever changing moments within this frame of time. The memories meshed into a beautiful time capsule of our lives. The newness, inevitably, will wear off. Aging time will leave its mark in a faint layer of dust, collected from the difficult road below. The ones that Have stopped to stare have left their scent forever imprinted in the tiny crevices of the art, causing it to age, ever so slightly. Fewer people take time to notice, as the length of its existence steals the uniqueness and the beauty. The glass no longer shines, it appears weary and dulled, satisfied to be left, unnoticed in the deep shadows. Time becomes restless, unable to leave the pre-established alone. Wanting to bring forth its artist's hand and redecorate in flavors of dusty yellow and the fading of predetermined lines. Inside the fading, moments are lost, Details forgotten, memories swallowed into the blackness of time. Deep wrinkles etch deeply into the edges, making the not-so-new, beautiful once more, but in such a way that it has somehow become undesirable to the remaining. The nail on which it hangs, folds slightly downward, an act unpreventable, caused by the exhaustion of age. And the collage, too tired to hold on anymore, slides off. It hits the floor, echoing in the silence as it breaks. It seems to scream with a voice of shattering desperation, to be noticed and remembered for just a moment more in the realm of infinity. In the end, it is nothing more than an array of sparkling glass lying jagged on the floor. The world becomes quiet. The death has not gone unnoticed, but rather, unmissed. Copyright © JApollo00@aol.com SURVIVING THE SUN Don't speak as much anymore I've said all I need to Anything that mattered to me anyway My hope to gain something in exchange Makes my failure seem that much more of a loss I feel I should be crying I'll have to settle for slow wasting I'm paying the price now But for how long will I die? You can't escape when you're running from yourself So it's time to leave before I drift I hope so bad that it is not too late I've already lost the hope I held The hope I thought I held For the woman I love Basically I've lost my life (again) The sun burns away everything And it always rises You just have to survive when it sets Copyright © JApollo00@aol.com WORDS Words can bring life, or used to kill Tell lies, or express the way we feel Words can cut deeper, than any knife Soothe your pain, restore our life It is better to hold back, the words that hurt When tempers flare, and emotions squirt All we do, is cause pain and discontent When what we speak, is not heaven sent Words of thought, that speak what is true Up lift our spirit, chase away the blue Try to think about what we say Uplift each other, every day Real truth, has not been revoked I the words, that our God spoke The words of love, and ever lasting life Eternal happiness, peace with out strife Are these, are what you seek Let it reflect, in the words that you speak Copyright © JApollo00@aol.com A VIOLENT NIGHT'S MOURNING Thunder rumbled across the dark night sky The violent stirrings of a giant winged beast I tip my head back In the cold, cool rain. And cared not in the least as lightening shattered the blackened veil with the fury of forgotten Gods. I stood in the madness of nature gone awry. Watched as the sky was torn asunder. It meant nothing to me now that you're gone. The cold rain continued to fill the emptiness of my soul. and then... There was not but a hollow silence as of a sudden the storm had gone. Numbness crept into the remains of my heart but still the tears lingered on. The dark faded away I lifted my eyes to a powder blue sky as nature displayed her colors in all her vibrant beauty and the wind whispered a promise of a new day, a new love.... A new me. Copyright © JApollo00@aol.com FADE AWAY Hope became disappointment. Dreams slipped silently away. Desire turned to nothingness, Now I stand here today, Before the setting sun, A mere shadow on the wall Reflecting rainbows in the teardrops as they fall Into the shattered remains Of my heart Until I fade away.... Copyright © JApollo00@aol.com UNDERNEATH ME A black ocean is the sky above Trapped in material plane, they search for love Slow, slow lover, a beautiful disaster I listen to your heartbeat faster and faster It's all a pretty train crash to me Imagine the colors I can see Twilight zone, twilight zone Dancing in the dark alone Among the flowers, lies the knife Cut through the thorns, release your life Reach past the cage made steel Don't loose control, keep your hands on the wheel Can you see into my mind's eye? Slip out of consciousness, escape the lie Why are we looking at broken mirrors? Sometimes our words fall on deaf ears When will the rains come and quench the ground I see them but I don't hear a sound Pain hits like a fallen satellite Evil becomes good, dark becomes light I search for something to hold onto, nothing in sight Evil becomes good, dark becomes light I'm drowning again, what is wrong, what is right Evil becomes good, dark becomes light I pull myself up to where I should be Don't be afraid of becoming the sea Night falls upon me; I stare at the sky The stars stare back down, please don't let them die You make the stars brighter The moon shine a little lighter When it feels like all hope is gone You give me the strength to hold on I was blind until I saw you Every doubt is erased, I know that it's true Perfect, it covers all my fear To you, is who, I want to be near Unconditionally, always, and forever I won't let you go, never Through thick and thin, my best friend for all time On my last line, hard to think of one final rhyme Copyright © JApollo00@aol.com Copyrighted poetry may not be copied, reproduced or used in any way without the express written permission of the author. 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