Tuesday, February 21, 2006

2-20-06 (1st Draft untitled)

I know enough words to seek happily silence- sometimes
I know the difference between solace and loneliness.
But I can't see the words working in front of
me, or in my mind. Sometimes I fall up.
A daydream is more than enough.
Slipping out of time in the spring, with shade
and short green grass, and the chance to let it go.
I fall up, to live outside of fear- above the
noise of my own mind and words.

I have enough dreams to peacefully smile silently- sometimes
I am the difference in so many ways, only a few times
Still somewhere in the space between us I can't find
the way to fill the gap. Sometimes I fall up.
In the dream this day we're tough
The moment of sun this spring, the haze begins to
clear the path, and the chance t let it go.
I fall up, to live outside of fear- above the
noise of my own mind and words.

Jere 2006.

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

(Untitled) The one I didn't give to AO. 2006 2-10-6

Well, there we are.
Me and you somehow found our way,
here-

Today's the day
We reappear the time has come to be,
here.

Baby- made my way to you somehow
Your smile shines brightly
I laugh along with you.

I missed the time when I'm away-
or you- from me.

Please let the destiny before us happen-
the only time I feel complete is when we're
the grip of shared passion.

And it's real, and, we're
here.

Woman, I woke today without you in my arms,
Possibly the loneliest moment in all my life-
I pray that never happens again.

Jere 2006.

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

(untitled) 2-7-6 Given To AO 2-14-06

Yet I am still here.
Still like before-
something unseen or heard
Real all the same
Is there a difference
I am still here.

Ride before the sun comes
passing out of the black,
to the gray, to blue then light.
How long might I stay,
time taken seems- lost,
I am still here.
ao
If there was anything-
More to me- then can be seen-
Might I then have
filled my time, days, nights-
touching stars deep in Space
Working dreams to be mine.

Still I am here-
Falling, is flying to the end.
Crashing is landing,
on a very bad day.
Is there a difference-
I am still here.

Jere 2006.

Monday, February 06, 2006

Pass Poem, DP (Batman) and myself.

J: We've got time in order-
To get stuff done
under the weather-
or in the sun,...
time is to easy
lets pass it along.
D: So link arms my Brothers
And pass it along.

So there's said strenth in numbers
No harm no foul
J:Behind the time there's no blunder
Mostly working inside to out
In clearly triuphant shadows
Adorned in close confelt
We'll travel on- as Brothers-



D: Prelude to Armageddon
Pigs before swine
will the new clear winter
Preclude the new wine
J: Enmass of seperation
Passiveness and regret-
Yet the dawning answers- no warning.
What have we become (done yet)
Lock arms truly now my Brothers-
Carry now along forever
The evening yet to wander
into the days of communion

D: The gates of forever
Beckon the call
The gated of delirium
determine our fall.

J: As we continue to breath
and sind slowly in the moment-
Required only of us by time is age
and the fall is worth the trip (Or the trip is worth the fall)

Rise together or alone now brothers
There is no hanging on.
D: Time is but a moment
A moment is forever-
And brother are as one
As one but a number
and countless is the sum
Brother's bind together
For the trial's just begun.

 A scene where the protaganist places sticker under and on things that snoopy peopel would inspect.