Oh Dear Raspberry Sun ....

0h bobbling raspberry sun
how you hover over the horizon
scorching the earth
into shards of molten

Sweat drips down my face
like hot glass.
Water melts like a mirage
as it touches my skin
and drifts off back to the sky where it
once had been.

Ignescent stones
swelter under your furnace, sun
They cry out for the cool touch of
the distant night to come

They cry out for the rain
to pelt the ground with its tears
to wash away the fervent air
and to soothe their burns and fears.

For the wet air to wisp away
the ashes and the timbers
to turn the skin white yet again
to prepare the earth for winter.

Oh bobbling raspberry sun
how i wont miss your luminous rays
smoldering hot and golden
that turns my body into molten.

Sometimes when im sad or feel like life is a dark place i look at beautiful things. Heres a bunch of my favorite photo's....

Mermaids

The perfume of the sea
where the mermaids swim
in the small cove of russet and green
Far out where the birds sing

Voices full of sweet prayers
bathing behind moss rocks
Ivory hair ethereal, woven with colored stones
limpid like the breeze, unabashed like the sea.

Allow me to touch her transparent skin.
cleanse my mortal body full of sin.
I breathe in the salt stung air and watch the sun
cast off her flowing alabaster hair

Come back with me, abyssal world
drown my eyes in your mystical whirl.
Swim with your fins inside my palms
Fill my heart with your whispers and songs.

I watch as their fins radiate jolts to the sky
Dipping in and out of the cerulean tide.
small glints of their scales will blind your mind.
Step into their world and watch ur thoughts subside.

The sea grass sways where the mermaids swim
in the small cove of russet and green
far out where the birds sing.

The world is full of many treasures. . . .

Angel in a jar


An angel in a jar.
Safe from the corruption.
Will not be tainted, Will not be harmed
Innocent as a flower petal falling from the wind.
She sits and watches the world pass her by
The colors of the earth reflect off her skin.
Safe from the darkness, safe from the sin.

An Angel in a jar.
Oh what a delight!
A little slice of heaven in your pocket for the night
The color of her hair is as white as milk
The texture,
Smooth as silk.
Her doe eyes are opalescent like crushed pearls
And as resplendent as the soul she holds

An angel in a jar
Pure like mist,
Pretty and loving with delicate finger tips
No judgments she makes, no dreams she breaks
She sits in her jar, watching with wonder
Here to protect, to cherish, to love.
An angel that fits in your palm like glove.

My Little World

My silhouette dances around the walls
beneath the soft tea lights spread around the room
I sit on my bed alone feeling evanescent
I watch the trees outside
golden to grey as they fade into the dusk

My mind wanders as i toss in my worn sheets
my wooden bed aches and moans with every turn
my world feels like a snow globe being shook

The candles flicker rapidly in unison with my mind,
racing with unfinished thoughts, thoughts that
never seem to tire. They want so much attention from me
Will they ever leave me be?

Fall asleep please so i can escape from this solemn
world and leave behind my ever so dwindling hope
so the cooing doves outside my window
will fade into my dreams

my eye lids heavy with the thought of another day
the same as the rest.
The clock is ticking above my head in its monotone song
as i wait. I will wait until the end of time.
For time does not exist to me... anymore

My dreams remain hovered above my head
as far as the ceiling will allow them go
the stars are beginning to come out about now
I will sit in my little world and wait ....
waiting until the morning comes again...
again in my little world i will wait.

I used to...

I used to watch the waves roll
and the clouds come in to rain
now i watch the ants march
along the edges of the stones

I used to walk along the promenade
watching the people
come and go
now i watch the suds of soap
dissolve upon my skin

I used to sit and read under the willow tree
while the breeze kissed my face
now i turn the pages
of my thoughts in my own racing mind

I used to run, laugh and dance
in the shadows of the moon
now i sit in this shunning and defeating silence
alone in my room

Pale as Winter

The mango magnolia trees sway
sweat dripping down my toes like jewels in a furnace
sweet moist air on my tongue
The hot breeze buzzes in my ear
while milk birds caw in the heat
the sky is a beaten orange
But my face is still pale as winter.

The hum of the fruit flies buzz in the distance
the warmth of the sun tickles me softly
as i walk down the road towards new beginnings
I wait lingering in a confusing comfort with my past.
Beauty and bliss swirl in front of my eyes
but my face is still pale as winter.

Every fear has been erased
sorrow moments softly fading
pain and agony stopped in time
for i still see the lifeless trees, their naked branches
the cold air, the white snow
the earth is blooming now with summer
but my face is still pale as winter.

Warning sign

I watch the dark waves roll in
but i dare not emerge in them
i sit on the fence that borderlines danger
I see the train coming and play with fate
yet i always keep one eye fixated on the warning sign

I dance beside the tornados but never in them
i play with the shadows of the night
but always have a candle near by
I walk on the tightrope balanced in midair
yet i always keep one eye fixated on the warning sign

I jump into the lake with chains locked around my ankles
but i always make sure to keep the key in my hands
I watch the fires burn in the distance
the skies rebel with resistance
I am fascinated by the lightning in the sky
as it torments the trees
i want to reach out and touch the electricity
but i always stay behind the safety of a closed window pane
I like to dance with the devil at times
but i always manage to keep one eye fixated
on the warning sign.

Who are you

I've known you forever yet i barely even know you
When i think of you, your face falls between the lines
I dance right past you
around you, in front of you
but never with you.
Who are you?
Your shadow lingers above me daily but i never really see your face
Your eyes are blue, your hair is gold, but i cant even see you
Vacant like an empty lot, your eyes hold no light
Your smile so cold, your fists wound tight
What are you running from
are you afraid of the unknown?
trying to control every move you make
every second your about to break
who are you?
Your bottle is drained, and the glass so scratched
I rarely peer into your world anymore
You lock your doors, you shut your blinds
my hands are too bruised from knocking to try
Your spirit seems faded and your voice numb
Shut off, shut down, run away run
A machine that never stops,
a soul so lost
You drip with despair, but your to broken too care
Who are you?

Soul Vampire

Your seething eyes manipulate me
Dressed in black, licking your crimson lips
My shield of protection falls, i let the darkness in again
Your hidden anguish captures me, for i remember it so well
The destructive nature of your comfort seduces me like heroin
I need it, i want it, i must have my fix of you.
Your soft yet jagged features excite my senses.
The venom from your mouth seeps through my veins
You slither your way through me and swallow me whole
I scream inside with agony, for i regret my mistake
I feel my insides churn with disease while you pulsate yourself through me
Your red eyes glowing, your black hair wet, you possess me again, Fucking me
Fucking me dry
The emotional violence sends daggers through my stomach
My bones ache and my blood thickens
The intensity heightens and you finally stop
Emptiness penetrates me deeply
While the wind blows, you swiftly disappear
Your quick and enticing ways i remember all too well
I sit in the quiet for my mind is at war
your vampirish ways overpowered me again and
I shun myself for letting you suck my soul.

Childhood dreams

When butterflies spread their wings and when the sun kisses the earth, i am eternally with you forever.




Take me out of time, hold it still,
lets run through the streets like children in Brazil.
Our fingers in peace signs,
young eyes restless but free,
we will keep on going till the land meets the sea.

Where are we going, where are we coming,
the time is endless, so lets never stop running.
Moving is freedom, freedom is peace,
peace is within where time does not cease.

Lets jump rope for hours, fly kites in the sky,
it all fades so fast in one blink of an eye
Dont look back, keep on going,
enjoy this moment and forget about knowing.
Eternity is ours,
we are the kings and queens of our land,
high and mighty we sit on our thrones, and raise our hands.

The shadows of the afternoon come,
the day is almost done,
time is unraveling,
and our forevers are ending.

Petals

My naked body vulnerable but so very untouched
Moist skin and pale fingertips
Soft whispers and lonely glances
Wandering eyes grace me softly
Powder pillows are spread upon the white linen sheets
Rose petals of orange and gold dance beneath the stems
My eye lashes are speaking another language
while i unstrap my shoes
The warmth, the sweet aroma of your lips
The glow of your cheeks, the dew so fresh
Trembling bodies, a release of passion
Breathing heavy and holding tight
My fingers dent your skin
my breath swirls inside your mouth
Gentle and erotic
Your eyes speak and my gasps plead
Our bodies intertwined
Enclosing me deeply, urgently
The petals fall
and the morning comes.
Awakened by your soft breath
Your strong hold around my naked body
which has now been very touched.

Elusive Circus

Days go by I'm hypnotized
tiptoeing down my tightrope of lies.
Wearing my red nose, face painted white,
clowning about in my circus of the night.

Dark shadows dance upon the tent,
laughs of cowardly mouths opened to repent.
People watch with glaring eyes,
at the darkness that falls dead with cries.
Cries of illusions,
cries of pain,
cries of mirror images,
a crowd that cannot be contained.

Everything you see is just a circus in play,
an act of the masks,
a dance in the day.
Nothing is true of what it appears to be,
life in this tent is just a lie that your eyes are witnesses to see.
The stripes of blue are a pigment of the imagination;
the polka dot hats
and the juggling acrobats
are all just illusions of deceitful acts.

Walking down my tightrope of lies,
I barely fall but somehow arise.
I balance my way to the other side
where the tightrope ends, rips, and flies.
I hold on tight to the harness of my life.
No one seems to notice me floating in midair,
remember I am just a misimpression for people to come and stare.
I finally release,
I let myself go,
red nose flies off,
white face paint becomes unknown.
The silly hats,
the acrobats,
the people watching in fright,
are all just a vision of lies
that come out deep within the misty night.

The Cellar

Im disintegrating behind these bars,
shrinking in between these chains.
I can not bare it any longer,
inside this body in which i am contained.
I feel betrayed by the world,
forgotten by God,
forsaken by my souls truth,
for it is all just a facade.
I am suffocating while the clock ticks,
the days drag and the months thick.
The glass box in which i peer out,
everyones lives seem like bliss.
I sit waiting in the unknown,
fading in and out of life,
dazed and alone.
I Hopelessly wait for a way out to be shown.
I am barely here, unable to grasp the bars which force me in,
im slowly fading and my light is dying deep within.
In this cellar where i weep joy seems so scarce,
the walls are cold, empty and bare,
my heart aches, i say a prayer.
Please dear Lord forgive me for whatever i have done,
please allow me to live again please allow the light to come,
please dont forget about me for am i your child too,
allow me to run with desire,
twirl with freedom, and laugh again with you.
The sun shines brightly for i do not see it,
the world is dancing but im no longer in it.