Sparks of Thought

Voices fill the air...
Yet not a word do I hear.
My mind wanders once again
to a place I wish to be in.
This world is filled
with magic and myth.
Surely a land of make-believe
A world in which I could live
just as I wish.
Where humans and nature
are once again in balance.

Started: 12-15-2K2

An ocean away every day.
Such a case makes it hard to say
all the words that haunt my thoughts.
To be at your side
is a wish that only Santa
could grant.
Yet day after day, I wake to find
that no stars have fallen
and left you behind.
I would trade nearly anything
for but a simple set of wings
Yet the freedom of flight
is a gift beyond my reach.
It seems my escape in this life
is not to a place but to my words.
In my writing I find a bit of peace.

Started: 12-15-2K2

It's been said that Time heals all wounds.
That may be true, yet Time seems to move at a snail's pace.
At least in matters that are begging for attention.
The clock of the heart seems to run backwards at points,
keeping feelings from vanishing or forbidding new ones from forming.
Forever is hard to say when moments seem to drag on.
Today and tomorrow hide treasures like thieves.
To uncover a prize, another must be lost.
Stolen moments are like diamonds, precious and few.
Costly to obtain and even harder to hold.

Started: 8-18-2K

Lights are low, the music is slow and soothing
Yet not a note do I hear.
My mind is filled with a thousand thoughts and fears;
Many a night as this, this situation has brought me to tears.
A restless mind knows no bounds,
and it cares not for the pain it inflicts on the heart.
The thought of those held so dear
Can open anew wounds long thought healed.
When sleep is slow to come, the mind begins to wander.
The pages of the memory are easy prey,
They toss and sway with a wind of whim.
I start to wish to go back and still know
What I should and should not say.

Started: 5-22-99

Life is a journey, I once heard someone say.
We live and learn by the choices we make.
And to me at least it seems,
That hearts are easier than laws to break.
A few simple words can cause so much chaos,
When all you wanted was a bit of peace.
For a few precious moments,
You let down your guard,
And now your mind is ill at ease.
I never thought three words could bring such pain.
All of my defenses were found to be in vain.
Two ghosts walk through one heart,
Three spirits bound, yet forever apart.
Love is a gift, or is supposed to be.
Yet when your heart is torn in two,
It's more like a curse you wish you never knew.
Distance can be both friend and foe
When all you want is to know
How, When, Where, Why things when the way they did.
I know not where to start again as I lower my head with a sigh and cry.
These tears have flown on more occasions than now
And with each tear that falls,
Another part of me the Shadows call.

Started: 3-11-99
Added to: 4-7-99

Schedules can be so cruel,
Never knowing the pain of separation.
Breaks never timed with lovers in mind.
People always say, "Live your life to the fullest."
Yet if you try to oblige, obstacles at every turn do you find.
A world apart day after day,
And always longing to say ...
I miss you more than words can convey
An email a day never keeps the blues away.
To get by in this world, beliefs must be forgotten.
The 9 - 5 has vanished with the setting sun
The world needs green to make it go 'round
And you can forget about a "life."

Started: 3-12-99

Friendship comes in many forms
Some are fleeting as an autumn breeze
yet once in a blue moon a friendship can
last a lifetime.
Friends come and go over the course of a life,
yet memories always remain.
Dust covered or dawn clear, they drift
through a mind always at just the right moment.
Together with actions of today, they fill the
pages of a never-ending story.
One life touches many others, or so I'm told.
Yet this web of life is fragile at best.
A breath can tear away all but the oldest strands.
Luna's blue glow shimmers but briefly in the few
precious moments friends get in this world.
Like dew on a web, they fade with the light of the sun.

Started: 12-7-2K

Colors and shapes fill my eyes;
A mist covers my skin;
Howling fills my ears....
The cry of the Wolf beckons me in.
A feeling of warmth envelops me as I
sense my friends and kin draw near
Together we are bound by the creed of the pack
For each must play their role.
Inspired by emotion, I try to record the song
Yet find the words elude me like wisps of fog
Though I reach to find the meaning in order to
write it down I find,
The language of the heart never quite reaches the mind.
Forever lost in the melody, no link can be found.
Two worlds collide and blend into gray.
Reality and fantasy meet without a sound
Neither one believing the common ground they've found.

Started: 12-7-2K

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