Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Plentiful dreams

... i dream of a wish
that got lost
in the alleys of a vision

i dream of a day
i stand tall
among the shadows of giants

i dream of faces
those speak a thousand words
none i though hear

i dream of a tale
with an end in the beginning
none invokes a bigger pun

i dream of a hope
that shall surface
in the face of a fairy tale

i dream a glimpse of the past
that sunk midstream

& may well be that

dreams are born today
…but dead the next…

inevitably to be born again…
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Friday, March 23, 2007

Paradox...


Caught in one dreaming an other

Fall & trail when tried to be real

Leave and steal

This place, this face
Drinking and dreaming

One on top of the other
...
Its a paradox in the end
in all that is real...
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Monday, March 5, 2007

…excerpts from the (m)Ad world…

We run on the spark

That lights up our work

None’s sure if one creates it

Or one already has

But it sure crops up

To surprise our selves and all

At a ball or out there on the wall


May play in your mind for a while

Like a friend erstwhile

Wherever it is …

For all that it is…

It sure is one of a kind

Never down and done

Always on top of our minds…
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Thursday, March 1, 2007

...tOmOrRoW is SpRiNg...


Feeling helpless

Seemingly endless in a line of thousand dots...


Down and done

With this day so long and dull...


All right YoU…

You better take your turn later son…someone said...


Better days ahead...You aren’t dEaD… :-)



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by the quiet waters of a lagoon...


singing songs...taking names

friends bygone... some insane

within a room...without a moon

so many a loon I thought …

by the quiet waters of this lagoon…
...

the dark night

looming around without its sight

my towering fright and that cold bite

thus we are & thus we fight…

I thought …so was this marooning lagoon…
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...mask in Glory...

Blind to the faith

Tied up behind the veil

Is a facade with feelings

Those have nowhere to vent

Seeking the nameless reward

On an endless quest

Infringing your self everyday

To tire out yet another one


Seen by none but you

The beautiful face with an eternal scar

Running with the tide

Behind the veil…


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