Poem 26 - The Pain of Friendship

My heart says move,

But my body says no.

The connection is smooth,

But I still do not go.

The feeling compels me,

But I just don't know.

As the tears fade I can see,

But I am still afraid, my feelings, to show.

My lungs fill with air and I continue to breath,

I try to react; however, I am just too slow

I can stand and continue to allude death,

But  I remain sitting a hurt and broken soul.

Poem 25- Yellow Lights

I see the lights that guide me.

An ominous yellow trail.

I travel the road for the.

In my chariot of steel I sail.

I search for peace along this path.

The answers allude me as I pass.

I see the end and await its wrath.

The emptiness has come, as I think of the lass.

But there is the exit approaching quickly.

My course is steady as the signals shine.

I hit the off ramp gliding smoothly.

I will not stop until she will be mine.

Poem 24- But A Shadow

I am but a shadow, traveling through this land.

I am but a leaf, swiped away by a hand.

I am but a thought, whisked away in an instant.

I am but a sigh, taken from a remnant.

I am but a breeze, aimlessly flowing.

I am but a ember, slowly dulling.

I am but a whisper, that falls on deaf ears.

I am but a droplet, that flows down with the tears.

I am but a man, searching this earth.

I am but a shadow, which has lost its birth.

Poem 23- A Friend

A friend is some one who cares;
A loveing heart, a world apart. 

A friend is some one who listens;
A open mind, a fantastic find.
 
A friend is some one who is there;
A perfect being, a precious string.
 
A friend is some one who sees all;
A wet shoulder, a fearless soldier.
 
A friend is some one who is close;
A unbreakable union, a new insight in.
 
A friend is some one like you;
One I can count on, one I will carry on. 

Poem 22- As I Walk

As I walk along this path,
I wonder what is in store for me,
How will I look to the,
And who will my companion be. 

I hike looking for a sign or two,
A place where I can meet with you,
And the one who will carry me through. 

My hike has been long and tough,
I have gotten into the rough,
And my appearence has gathered some scruff. 

But my spirits are high you see,
Because God has parted the sea,
And is creating a union of us three.   

Poem 21- Sometimes

Sometimes we laugh and sometimes we cry.

Sometimes we are left behind and wish we would die.

Sometimes we sing and sometimes we dance

Sometimes we long for another chance.

Sometimes we have and sometimes we don't.

Sometimes we wish to act, but we won't.

Sometimes we want and sometimes seek.

Sometimes we long to fight, but are too meek.

Sometimes we lose and sometimes we win.

Sometimes we fail into falling in sin.

Sometimes I ponder how I was so blind.

And wonder if I was out of my mind.

Nine Inch Nails "The Day The World Went Away" Interpretation

"I listen to the words he'd say" -Someone talking about me.

"But in his voice I heard decay" -Pain.

"The plastic face forced to portray" -The front that all is well.

"All the insides left cold and gray" -The emptiness.

"There is a place that still remains" -Hope.

"It eats the fear it eats the pain" -My hope carries me.

"The sweetest price you'll have to pay" -My heart.

"The day the whole world went away" -When my heart was broken.

Poem 20- The Fork In The Road

I see it there at the bottom of the hill, the fork in the road. 

Into the woods and uncertainty both paths lead, from the fork in the road.

The path I want might not be the best one for me, at the fork in the road. 

I look for clues but none can be found, near the fork in the road.

The day is passing and my time grows short, at the fork in the road.

I have made my decision and chosen my path, past the fork in the road.  

Poem 19- The Beast

The beast is there, I can sense his essence.

High above the tree line, I feel his presence.

I ready my snare, for the prize I seek is near.

However, I can't ignore the fear.

My head grows tired, and my legs weak.

I press on, for the journey is not for the meek.

The beast is wounded, I can see its tracks.

But it continues to travel, away from the packs.

Into the high country, I continue to travel.

Through waves of earth, sand, and gravel.

Against me, my obstacles and challenges stack.

And I wonder, if I will ever get my heart back.

Poem 18- When Angels Loose Their Wings

When angels loose their wings;

The Devil and his band sings.

When angels loose their wings;

The cold, empty pain it brings.

When angels loose their wings;

The heart breaks and looses all things.

When angels loose their wings;

The empty death toll rings.

When angels loose their wings;

The foolish, to his ideals he clings.

When angels loose their wings;

My soul falls and crushes my dreams.

Poem 17- Take It Away

My heart hurts and my stomach is sick,

Lord take it away.

My loneliness arises and my inequities flood over,

Lord take it away.

My soul grows weak and my body grows tired,

Lord take it away.

My feelings swirl and my emotions stir,

Lord take it away.

My life needs help my being needs relationship,

Lord let it be.

My God take me away my Father fill me today,

Lord let it be.

Poem 16- Time

The flowers sway and the trees groan,

And they make time for you.

The mountains stand and the streams flow,

And they make time for you.

The birds soar and the animals scurry,

And they make time for you.

I travel from here to there and do everything in between,

Yet I don't make time for you.

My time has come and the stillness will prevail,

I will make time for you.

The Lord Speaks

This is something that the Lord said to me during my solo time on Wilderness Trek this past week. It kind of has a poetic ring to it, so I felt like I should post it.

"Just as I created these mountains and trees,

I have created you.

Just as I have watched over my people,

I will watch over you.

I will not give you the answers you seek.

For that would make the journey too easy,

And this is a path that is too keep you questioning,

And make you look to me."

Poem 15- Father

Father I look to you.

I question all that you do.

My heart is shattered and broken.

I am deaf to the words you have spoken.

The eye of the storm is gone.

I try to pick up and move on.

Lord, why do I feel this way?

I am ready for a change today.

Poem 14- Feather in the Wind

Life is as the feather in the wind.

It flutters up and down,

And wishes it could take flight again.

Poem 13- The Feeling (pt2)

The feeling has returned;

The empty, cold, alone feeling.

The feeling pains me;

The hurt, sore, achy feeling.

The feeling is anxious inside me;

The jittery, nervous, breathless feeling.

The feeling subsides within me;

The burrowing, dredging, tightening feeling.

The feeling will never leave me.

Poem 12- When Our Dreams Die On Friday

When our dreams die on Friday,

Our hearts begin to fade.

When our dreams die on Friday,

Our hopes and cares are laid.

When our dreams die on Friday,

Our world it seems to end.

When our dreams die on Friday,

Our faith begins to bend.

When our dreams die on Friday,

We question the purpose of life.

When our dreams die on Friday,

Our beliefs begin to stir up strife.

When our dreams die on Friday,

We hope for what could have been.

When our dreams die on Friday,

We don't expect the way Sunday begins.

Poem 11- You Will Be With Me

When the dark clouds loom, you will be with me.

When the thunder booms, you will be with me.

When the sky darkens, you will be with me.

When the rain hits my skin, you will be with me.

When the wind howls, you will be with me.

When the tornado growls, you will be with me.

When the dogs bark, you will be with me.

When the timbers spark, you will be with me.

When the storm is gone, you will be with me.

When it is time to move on, you will be with me.

Poem 10- When The Door Opens

When the door opens, and I see you standing there.

When the door opens, there is a tingling at the base of my neck hair.

When the door opens, the bright light strikes me.

When the door opens, I grow heavy and fall to my knees.

When the door opens, you beckon me forwards.

When the door opens, I am hesitant to go towards.

When the door opens, your sweet presence I feel

When the door opens, I’m at the top of the hill.

When the door opens, your whisper I do hear.

When the door opens, I know the time is near.

When the door opens, you tell me to open my eyes.

When the door opens, the feeling in me dies.

When the door opens, I look to you for peace.

When the door opens, I realize you are the fleece.

When the door opens, I am finally ready to go.

When the door opens, it is you I will always follow.

Poem 9- This Day

A day for laughter

And a day for jeers

A day for smiles

And a day for tears

A day for chocolate 

And a day for Jack

A day for flowers

And a day for the rack

A day for red 

And a day for black

A day for pink 

And a day for not turning back

A day for lust 

And a day for longing

A day for love 

And a day for not belonging

To you I christen this day. This day I would have

wanted to spend in your company but now I must 

spend as a nobody.  I wish I could call you my one

and only but now I just sit here so cold and lonely.

And when I realize his final reply I try to lay down,

and begin to cry.

Happy Valentines Day from me to you.