Old poetry for starters.

Any of you who know my friend Camille knows she is a poet at heart. She constantly encourages me to share my poems and is such a great light. So Camille blog #2 is for you. Thanks for the encouragement to break down the walls and be free. I feel like a two year old learning to share again:) oh the bliss of a childhood's faith

Some of this stuff is very old but it creates a perfect platform for me to start off with.

Night dreams. How splendor the occasion!
How lovely the occurrence which has its specific location.
The splendid joy of the various balance between reality and the cosmos
leaving whatever has brought you to this point behind; yet still so connected.
The ultimate indirect selective process.
My night dreams and yours are taken in and consumed
by only me or only you.
Yours and my dark secrets begin to unfold .
You need only sleep to unlock these memories of the past and the future.
As secrets come forth of a story i have never told.
I say goodnight.
Off to my sweet dreams to forever withhold.


The taste of time tingles my tongue
as eternity rings a bell
ever after
Love takes on a golden glow
So i touch lust but get burned
and afterwards I smell the crustiness
of defeat

Amidst the bliss of the cathedral strikes another chord upon the harp
Within the luminous sound and echo
comes the wings of peace
and it pierces my heart
Sublimity beyond these desolate walls dominates my
inner being
As the sound fills my soul,
it rings with warmth and serenity
because it is through
Gods
eyes I am seeing




My cynical , closed box
yellow and glowing
Lets practice origami
Twist & Turn
Unfold and re-fold
rest a cup on it
let condensation make it good n soggy
Will it last?
I dont know
But please highly consider recycling before
you make any hasty decisions


Once again the truth wins and my blind faith is trailing behind
And once again the result remains the same
My resistant other and my other self
have now become one
But overlapping
coinciding
and intertwining is what we have done
It is the ultimate Utopia we have entered.
This daring aura of childhoods Faith I've ventured into
with you-
you become life itself


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And i
took the one chosen by most
The reasons I did this are many and few.
But it was certainly a choice I choose to follow through
Yet i still feel different and feel a
new light
I believe it is the easiest yet most complex things Ive ever seen
Solitude but so full of life
It was my fate
Never challenge fate.
You will lose.
And by the awful grace of the Gods you will saved
Embrace and acknowledge where you are at.
It is most certainly where you are supposed to be.