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The Mourning Bride 2

Nothing else exists now, even death is spurned
My raging silent storm will scorch and burn
Heaven hath no rage like love to hatred turned
Nor Hell a Fury, like a Woman scorned.The promises we made as we faced each other
I offered my mind and my body to you
Our lives we joined as we faced each other
I offered to cherish and to love youAh. . . Look at me now, 14 years later
Was my beauty wasted on you?
Ah. . . Look at me now, 14 years later
Was my love wasted on you?Who will give me justice for this affair?
Why did you cheat and lie with her?
Did I not love and cherish you more ?
Is my fading beauty not enough anymore?I stare into a future on a lonely shelf
I cry with grief and I hold on to myself
I was beginning to like the self I had learned
But now doubts and questions have returnedAh. . . Look at me now, 14 years later
Was my beauty wasted on you?
Ah. . . Look at me now, 14 years later
Was my love wasted on you?
The Mourning Bride

Nothing else exists now, even death is spurned
My raging silent storm will scorch and burn
Heaven hath no rage like love to hatred turned
Nor Hell a Fury, like a Woman scorned.The promises we made as we faced each other
I offered my beauty and my body to you
Our lives we joined as we faced each other
I offered to cherish and to love youAh. . . Look at me now, 14 years together
All that time gone, my beauty wasted on you
Ah. . . Look at me now, 14 years together
All that time gone, my love wasted on youOh the grief. . .my loneliness learned
Oh the grief. . .my stomach churned
Heaven has no Rage, like Love to Hatred turned
Nor Hell a Fury, like a Woman scorned.Why?. . . did I not love you enough?
Why?. . . did I not cherish you enough?
Why?. . . did I not provide enough?
Why?. . . was I not exciting enough?Ah. . . Look at me now, 14 years together
All that time gone, my beauty wasted on you
Ah. . . Look at me now, 14 years together
All that time gone, my love wasted on youOh the anguish. . . my life has turned
Oh the anguish. . . my future spurned
Heaven has no Rage, like Love to Hatred turned
Nor Hell a Fury, like a Woman scorned.No justice for the death of love in this affair
For the death of confidence, no it’s all not fair
What God had joined now wrenched apart and left bare
With a world cold and silent without careOh. . . Look at me now, 14 years together
All that time gone, my beauty wasted on you
Oh. . . Look at me now, 14 years together
All that time gone, my love wasted on you
Meaning

I ain’t seen you around here lately
It’s been a while since we loved way back then
We both tried and I know that we’ve been hurt greatly
We talked for while until you said when
…I walked away and I thought againWe’re looking for meaning
….Looking for meaning
We’ve asked the moon and we’ve asked the sun
We’re looking for meaning
….Looking for meaning
We’ve searched in the face of everyoneI sat by the ocean and I wanted it to take me
To where mermaids and Leviathan sleep
Beneath the rolling, crashing white waves
Into the quiet and the darkness of the deep,
…there to find the answers that I seekWe’re looking for meaning
….Looking for meaning
As Autumn leaves blow from the trees
We’re looking for meaning
….Looking for meaning
We chase mermaids in the rolling grey seasThe stars were turning and the earth was shifting
While seasons spoke of renewal and rebirth
I found my gift and I felt something lifting
I sowed some seeds & I pulled some weeds from the earth
…And I moved with the turning of the EarthWe’re looking for meaning
….Looking for meaning
I sowed some seeds & I pulled some weeds from the earth
We’re looking for meaning
….Looking for meaning
I moved with the turning of the Earth.
Dream (Draft)

I move over shimmering waters,
I see my refection in the deep.
I create what I thought was good,
I sow what I thought I’d reap.
I hear a trumpet sound,
At dawn on a lonely hill.
I see a white bird flying south,
As a lion feeds on its kill.I see a baby born,
All crying and bloody red.
With his mother’s hair matted,
As she sleeps in her lonely bed.
I dig deep in the earth,
All wet, sticky and black.
I am soaked by the rain,
But I will never turn back.I see my love measured out,
Into fine, crystal glasses.
All handed out anxiously,
To the next person who passes.
I see my hands rise,
As the rain falls from the sky.
And the mud on my forearms shakes,
With every screaming cry….I see the sun rise
And fall to the earth again
I see the leaves grow and die
In a forest that still remains
In the evening I await,
The white bird to fly
I’m in need of forgiveness,
And the peace it can buy.