cafetwo2010 Poetry (644)

I'm not sure, but I've been
told that there is a city of
lights pressed between the
folds of eternity where paths
cross in angelic bliss
Perhaps I've dared to think
of such things as I walk
through this world so dimly
lit
A glimspe of a world of dreamy
sunshine that has transformed
the soul into a glorious rainbow
Such thoughts are fleeting to
be sure, but the thought of
engaging you on the path of
eternal wholeness inspires
me to wonder of the hidden joys
of your love
A smile is never a smile until
it is all of you and I choose
to suffer the mockery of a blind
world that I may attain to a dream
become reality..the reality that
I will meet you in the way and
experience the perfect wholeness
of the perfect you
To know the love of you in the eternal
realms
To walk hand in hand in the warmth
of everlasting joy
To stand face to face with you and
to share the joy of your being
To have my soul filled with the
loveliness of all the beauty of
you
To know the joy of angels
To know what it means..to
see angels smile~

She gave me ground to stand upon
that I may walk the paths of my
own choosing
She set before me worlds to discover
with no guarantee of my safty
She filled my skys with childrens
rainbows and fearful thunderbolts
She sprinkled the heavens with stars
that wink at my ignorance and tease
my imagination
She sat enemies in my path that I may
deal with them according to my motives
If I doubt her she will not comfort me
in my darkest hour
When she sees my faith the sun rolls
from her fingertips like dimond dust
She put colors and images before my
mind to see what I would name them
She grew thorns in the way that would
not offer a penny for my noblest thought
but would pay a fortune for a heart
of murder
She gave my life a dance and a funeral
and ears to hear the melody of both
She gave me sleep that I might steal
a vision within a dream
She taunted me with the hope of an
endless morning
She saw me play as a fool on the jagged
clifts of hell
She made me thirst for the primal milk
of heaven
She numbered my days and called it Time
She made me lay down my musings and quit
this world
She made the last of me
She made all of me..
She made Love~

Welcome to my world
It's a bit mixed up
I drink my coffee upside
down with a hole in my cup
Nothing seems to go Right
when everything is Left
Every time I do my worse
it becomes my very best
I'm walking out the 'In'
door and falling up into
space
Sometimes I need a rope to
hold me in my place
Oh, well, I guess all is
good, I'll just go back
to bed
Because Friday is Tuesday's
Saturday night and paying
rent inside my head~

When there is nothing
but the rain beating
on my window
When I've only got a
spot of coffee left
When it's damp and
cold inside and I
lite the last log
on the fire place
When there is just a
thick blanket covering
us from a cold and dreary
world
Your warm body snuggled to
mine will do
A candle, a sip, and you
Just you..will do~

Treasure poets with spirit
shovels embark upon a
mystic sea
On a ship called nameless
dreams carrying ancient
maps of desire
Voices taunt in errie fog
warning of troubled waters
But treasure poets man sails
of hope and steer into a
starless void
The dreamship is tossed by
thrashing doubt but faith
calms the sea
Anchors of conviction lodged
in the deep
Monsters from the unknown
awaken from their sleep
Poets bail out tears and
slash green-eyed fears
They break the rusty lock
on a chest that glows and
gleams
Treasure poets in a voyage
through time sail away
with golden dreams~

The day they buried Forever
they tossed in the last clock
Took everybody by surprize the
second that minute had stopped
Just one last tick of the Forever
Bell, exactly when it was we can
never tell
So now is not when and when is
never now the day they laid to
rest the Forever Bell~

What truth steals
the heart?
What gems of wisdom
capture the soul?
What delights of understanding
are above the quest for
the choicest silver and gold?
'Fear God and keep His commandments..'
Is this not what we were told?

She drys a tear with the
sleave of her dress
Her memories are but lonely
tears of days gone by
She writes his name on the
fog of her bedroom window
Her tea is spotted with gin
and she sways in memory of
all those passionate nights
A moment of joy, a moment
of pain all fuse into one
as she flops on her bed and
buries her face in a blanket
Mabey sleep will ease the sting
Mabey a new day will help burn
the pain out of her heart
If I could just hold her hand
If her sobbing eyes were snuggled
on my shoulder
If I could whisper the sweetness
I've so long kept inside
Mabey..just mabey..she would
have never cried~

When trouble swarms
all about us
When bad words buzz
in our ears
When we find ourselves
in a hive of sorrow
When there is no covering
from those who would
steal our honey
Then sting the bee..
With love~

Dreams never sleep
while hope is awake-
Death never dies
Til love takes its
life~

I am who I am..at least
that's what I think
I mean, who else could
I be unless I'm the
missing link?
I'm North, South, East,
and West
I'm the missing button
on your daddy's vest
I'm here, I'm near, and
I'm from afar
I'm as close as the moon
and as far as a star
I'm a half breed, crossbreed,
and everything between
Yet I am only you if you
get what I mean
I'm a thought within a
thought so who is doing
the thinking?
Unless of course you're
scratching your head and
wonder who's been drinking
No, my friend, tis but a
rhyme that you and I are
one of a kind
The only difference between
you and me is what our hearts
have learned to see~

Pain poetry..
The hurting kind
Where the screaming soul
is what you'll find
Arrows in the heart
Eyes flooded with tears
Endless sleepless nights
Frightning shadow fears
Pain screamers
People with a need
Grasping for the light
that kills the evil seed
A pain hell child looking
for ressurrection
Pain poetry mirrors that
reflection~