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Innocent Child

KEB — Tue, 27 Jul 2010 05:58:34 +0000

As she gazed upon the pane, amid
brightly stained locks she hid;
tormented again from her past;
of childhood dreams – aghast;

A whoosh of chilling wind, or
was it the haunt of the evil doer;
with ne’er a thought she turned,
“Away with you!”, she spurned.

Naive no more, though desperate plea,
ever present the cold chill; she’d see
again, the pain, pounding deep,
she dare not slumber; dare not sleep.

Till happenstance, a calamitous blow
evicted, now his face does show;
impressed upon, she hides her shame;
the sick, the evil one to blame.

As she gazed upon the pane, instead,
no longer hiding her face, amid
brightly colored locks she smiled;
imagined pure, the innocent child.

Shambles

markross — Fri, 01 May 2009 06:12:35 +0000

A lost love from so long ago, buried by the winter’s cold blistery snow. With no where to run or quarters to hide, left frozen in history, buried in time. And the metaphors they wrote to describe how they feel; as the parables grew deeper, leaving their fate sealed.

As the years went on, the pain grew less deep, slowly receding and how the tears they would weep.

So wheel in the batten, shake down the walls, take hold of your destiny and what the future unfolds.

Rise to this day, awaken your heart, and let the cool thoughts of autumn bring a new start. Flip threw the pages, one page at a time; sift threw the sand, uncover the shrine.

Tales of doom, and text of old; majestic white castles and mountains of gold. Embrace the gloom and the winter’s cold; take hold of your destiny, let this future unfold.

America The Beautiful

KEB — Mon, 13 Apr 2009 17:44:22 +0000

America the Beautiful,
You’ve sold your liberty
That Christ laid out so dutiful
And gave to you and me.

The pilgrim’s feet that once trod here
For faith through Living Light
Have passed in vain this lowland weir;
You’ve shuttered out His might!

Heroes of old whose life was tried
Through freedom’s lifelong plan;
The sacrifice of He who died;
Is lost on modern man!

Patriots of our history
Decreed to mortal man
With God there is no mystery
The years our soul will span.

Grace was given freely to all
From sea to shining sea
That we might live and on Him call
To gain His liberty.

America the Beautiful,
Turn from your forlorn ways
And seek His rich and bountiful
And freely given grace.

Beautiful Chaos

markross — Wed, 21 Jan 2009 05:44:31 +0000

A beautiful love split in two, quantum chances divided us through. Sub-atomic phenomenon constitutes our reality; existing alone, so far apart from me.

Beautiful chaos joins us in love, unfathomable entropy mends us as one. Accelerated and crushed, unite what’s been lost, defragment the elements before we are done.

Glowing silently, in the dark, midnight sky, without intervention, we flicker through time; waiting for that one moment or chance, to be reunited, through time and through space.

The Way I Feel About You

markross — Tue, 20 Jan 2009 05:35:00 +0000

No matter what I write, no matter what I say, no one will ever feel this way, the way I feel about you.

No matter how near, no matter how far, no matter where you are, you’ll always be with me girl.

You may not believe me, I’m telling you it’s true, you were made for me and I was made for you.

You know it’s true.

Without You

markross — Tue, 20 Jan 2009 04:45:03 +0000

Without you,

It feels so wrong

Without you,

I can’t go on

Without you,

It feels so wrong,

I can’t go on another day,

there is no other way.

Without you,

There’s no tomorrow

Without you,

There’s no today

Without you,

It feels so wrong,

I can’t go on another day,

there is no other way…

Without You

Beautiful Spring

markross — Wed, 14 Jan 2009 21:30:39 +0000

My only girl is going away,

a beautiful spring on a cold winter’s day.

The love that you gave me, I’ll never forget;

the day that I met you, I’ll never regret.

So now we’ve gone our own ways; two lives instead of one.
The truth has come upon us, and the day at last has come.

Still, memories of you, will always be with me;
unlike a caged bird, we’re going to be free.

Five by Five

KEB — Wed, 14 Jan 2009 13:59:04 +0000

As time has come
and years have passed;

reminiscent;

Days flee so fast.

In all of five
I did not know;

inadequate;

Feelings still grow.

Tarry five more
and ten had gone;

revitalize;

A fresh new dawn.

Ten plus five made
untold sweet zest;

dependable;

My heart is blessed.

Then ten times two
had went away;

companionship;

Two meet each day.

Now five by five
each day is bright;

reverberant;

Echos each night.

As time has come
and years have passed;

reminiscent;

Days flee so fast.

I Wish I Knew Your Name

markross — Tue, 13 Jan 2009 08:00:32 +0000

I wish, I wish I knew your name, but you don’t feel the same. I try to turn you on, but you look the other way. When I look into your eyes, it makes me want to cry. I’ve met a lot of girls, but it really doesn’t matter, ’cause you’re the one I want, yes you’re the one I need.

Pride, I act like I don’t care, but inside I’m hurt and scared. I feel so insecure, my world is caving in. I need to fall in love, but I know I won’t forget you. You’re always in my dreams and there you’ll stay forever.

Time, they say it heals all wounds, but this one’s way too deep; and every girl I meet, makes me think of you love. What am I to do? I wish I never met you, but now I must go on and try to live without you.

Rainy Days

KEB — Tue, 13 Jan 2009 04:19:59 +0000

High atop a soaring mountain I stand alone.
What lies beneath, besides my tired soles;
they have carried me well; I have no regrets.
Euphoria envelops my being, my soul cries out!

This mountain cares not that I am here.
This earth feels naught;
the patter disappears without a trace,
the somber noise deafens the quiet.

Visages dance proudly in the distance,
reflecting across gently flowing pools;
spittle of the sky dampens my spirit;
this pinnacle has been conquered.

As I reprise my role in days gone by,
I am reminded of rainy days.
Drenched overcoats bemoan the deluge;
Why must it rain!

Dreadful Cheer

KEB — Sat, 10 Jan 2009 21:41:01 +0000

As shadows fall on my heart
and evening grows near.
A groaning call from the dark,
stirs dreadfully grim fear.

The howling winds at my back,
cuts deep into my brain.
The frightful bends and the crack
of trees expose my pain.

As thunder claps in the night
and lightning fills the sky,
the timid act on their fright
for fear that they might die.

The woe inside is conceived
from stories filled with dread.
when not denied, but believed,
into that realm we tread.

Have no dread of idle fear,
for it can do no harm.
Keep instead a beaming cheer
and spread a joyous charm.

Embrace

markross — Tue, 02 Dec 2008 05:11:47 +0000

Every time I’d see your face,
it’s like a brand new paradise,
and though your love I can’t replace,
it’s a new love that I must embrace.

Every time I’d see you smile,
it seemed to make my life worth while,
though in my mind I know we’re through,
I’ll always feel a part of you.

And all those years I spent with you,
only lead to someone new.

Through all those years and all the tears,
your laughter still rings through my ears.

And now I never see that face
that sent me to that special place

And though our love I can’t replace,

it’s a new love that I must embrace.

Phoenix Rising

KEB — Tue, 25 Nov 2008 18:21:19 +0000

Upon this Earth, oft we’re blest
with joys beyond the stars;
and we pine for those who left
with years of painful scars.

Eternal rest now dear child,
upon that fateful shore
and find that peace not beguiled
by those we all abhor.

Spirit, now we ask of you,
life short, but yet complete.
Give this Phoenix all her due
and make her life replete.

Those whose will, ill they carry
across that great divide,
to the depths, let them tarry
where ne’er a soul shall hide.

May Heavens gate open wide
and let your spirit dwell,
while those who care not have died
and spend their death in hell.

Dedicated in Memory of Phoenix Sinclair – June 2005 – Winnipeg, CA

Where Will You Be

markross — Sat, 22 Nov 2008 21:16:32 +0000

If all of your dreams drown in the sea, where will you be? Where will you be?

When all of your gold starts getting old, what will they see? What will they see?

When you’ve been everywhere you can be, where will you be? Where will you be?

Silence

markross — Wed, 19 Nov 2008 06:49:32 +0000

The soothing sounds of silence whisper in my ear, the birds at my window chirping are all I really hear. There is no need now for thinking, for my mind is at a rest; it’s these few times alone, I really feel my best. The outside world seems empty, it’s here I’d rather stay; although it must seem lonely,

it’s here I’ll spend my day.

Goodbye

markross — Tue, 18 Nov 2008 06:31:58 +0000

You had left here when I was only seven, you had no choice but to leave for Heaven. I never knew why they would say, she’ll be back again, some day. I must have waited for years, so it seemed, to have that loving embrace, that was a dream.

Organic Province

KEB — Thu, 13 Nov 2008 16:35:22 +0000

Duty beckons me once more,
I dare not turn away,
faces of the weak and poor,
who come to me this day.

Fearless men and women all,
who came before my fate,
mantled on their vesture wall,
upon these sands of late.

Sorrow me nay, but for those,
with dreams of liberty,
sweeping out across the floes
of dunes and sky and sea.

Violent tones upon my breath.
Pray I escape their ply!
Feeling not the sting of death,
as others ’round me die.

Silence weeping as you read
of things across that sea.
Keeping close my love instead
forever with you be.

Autism

KEB — Wed, 05 Nov 2008 16:58:11 +0000

See my silence spoken
through orbs of glazed obsidian;
Listen to my depth of knowledge
across canyons of nothingness;
Feel my quiet desperation
that I dare not share;
Reach into my obsession
to become one with me;
Understand my strength
to fulfill your joy;
Respect my need to be heard
though I appear to be quieted;
Independent but constrained,
Tenacious yet yielding,
A collective unto one;
I desire… to be me.

Cloud Puppies

KEB — Wed, 05 Nov 2008 07:46:04 +0000

Lethargic Sun why must you tarry?
Cloud puppies seared in the sand
beg of your quick passing.

Short lived they are, lucid dreams of past;
a state of being endures
to wander aimlessly.

Where are the puppies I so long for?
Upon the breast of the mountains
have they sojourned in peace?

Shall I ever reach the pinnacle
where so few have trod before?
surely the Sun does know.

Twilight looms on distant horizons
where but a few dare follow,
except brave cloud puppies.

Oh Sun I beg, return to me soon,
to warm my soul with your smile,
and return cloud puppies.

Wind

KEB — Thu, 30 Oct 2008 12:38:21 +0000

Brief – compelling, comforting in its own right;
Bringing the flutter of life, high upon majestic waves;
Bent trees, as if weighted atop, tells of its passing;
Life springs forth, welcoming its cool crisp attention;
Stark – the reminder of days when ne’er wind blew
Across deserving and undeserving alike;
When memories of those whose faces were touched
never knew of things to come.
Harsh – truth of being, hides contentment,
As closure beckons the weary traveller to rest
and feast upon the richness of blessings it delivers
in an infinite path to unknown destinations.
Calm – lying unseen, unheard, forever gone,
yet passed in thought, remembered for a lifetime,
comfort given, promises fulfilled, heartily thankful
as life begins anew offering its own rewards of wind

A Path To Succeed

markross — Tue, 28 Oct 2008 14:35:05 +0000

Images left behind, caught in space and time.
Forever will they last, when the future moves so fast?

As bright as the stars will shine, glowing
gracefully through the night. Will we come together?

Will we last forever?

The past is traveling fast, before it we must
be, striving to reach a new height,
a path to which we succeed.

To new lands of hope, I wish to sail away; to
think about tomorrow, while living for today.

The light at the end of the tunnel,
illuminating more my way, and the gold at the
end of the rainbow, moves closer by the day.

Drift Into The Night

markross — Mon, 20 Oct 2008 05:58:27 +0000

Drift into the night, silently, softly absorbing the moonlight. Pass by the stars, feel them glow;

follow him, he is inviting you. Wait inside, he’ll meet you half way; stay with him, and let go of the pain.

Rewind the time, reclaim those dreams; let’s sail away; to far off lands and better days. Sail through the evening, the stars are so bright, embrace the gloom as we enter the night.

Hold on tight, take it slow, look into his eyes, see them glow. A glimmer of light, an instance of truth; confusion aside, we can always be and dream together, in the silence of the night.

Strength

markross — Mon, 20 Oct 2008 05:56:46 +0000

So, you thought I was going down? Well I have a will that is strong and sound.

The leaves may wither and the leaves may fall, but in the end, the tree stands tall.

I Sit Alone

markross — Mon, 20 Oct 2008 05:54:56 +0000

I sit alone, alone by the sea, ’til only the
sea remains, and I am free.
Free from anger, free from fear;

feeling these feelings disappear.

Sitting and waiting, just buying time,

for there’s a better place deep in my mind.

Free from pain and misery, to grow new leaves
like a withered tree.