In the light that none can see.
Over the mountains that vigilance stands.
Through the trees darkened by passing times.
Into the oceans that run so deep in memory.
This is where all the thoughts caress me.

Crossing the meadows that come our way.
Looking into the darkened sky in which i see the light
in which none can see, this is where i can find thee.
Into the darkened sky between the lights we see this
is where you always will find me.
Into the light where only we can see we will find each other
and be as happy as can be.
Along the way the lights will flicker and where in the
world we may be, we will see that flicker and be together one

Last time where our memories will hold the key.

Shadow Tear

Today is the day that I can truly say, why not just walk away.

I sit and wait for this metal thing to move.

Some may say this is cowards’ way but maybe just maybe this is my path this very day

All that I truly know is that it is time to finally to pick up and go.

I pack all my things in bags of three.

Slowly I wonder what will become of the stuff that I leave

Unknown of what is to happen or where I am supposed to be.

I sort and I choose all the stuff I think I would need

Packing some clothes some warm with some cool summer dew.

My silver necklace with a dolphin swimming in a lake times two.

A sleeping bag and pillow I know would keep me warm.

I guess I will take my new binders and backpack too, wondering what may be happening to the poetry that I had to say goodbye.

Finally I am packed and ready to leave.

I write a note that may just explains some things that are to be.

I place it slowly beside my moms’ night side, turning off the light as I kept in stride.

Back down the stairs skipping not one or two but three, silently slipping on my shoes, along with my jacket too.

I make off into the night hoping that I can finally see some end in sight

Taking one final glance at the place I had truly known.

The place that I finally could call my home with all of the memories that began to gently flow.

Today is the day that I can truly say, why not just walk away?

Shadow Tear

They blame you for there stress

They call you for there depression

They lie to your face and make it so it is plenty.

You gently tell them that you do not need to hear

They slowly turn to others and begin to cause troubles times 2.

They gently make it out so you won‘t be around.

They go and say things that are so untrue

Things that are, so unbecoming of you

I begin to say that I am going to turn them black and blue although I never do.

They gain many friends by lying and cheating over time

The same ones that slowly threaten to try and kill me

This I am sure that one day it may just come true.

I sit and think looking upon my daggers and swords

I lay and wonder just how easy it may just be

Just how many people would actually miss me?

So here I lay as I gently lay to rest

Slowly how I plunge this dagger through my very chest

What a fitting end for this so called pest

I can feel the pain and sharpness of it too

My body begins to tingle as its time is due

My eyes begin to slowly droop as they try to stay awake!

From hear I think someone is speaking

Can this really be true?

Apparently my hands do not feel like they normally do!

I think I feel a drop, what ever can it be?

A voice that oh so silent calls out to me

Following a tunnel farther then it could possibly be!

They tell me it is not my time

Of this I am so unsure

I just with the silence would be finally near!

My head begins to pound as a light begins to shine

What ever it is that people think,

They will think about it even if it is so untrue!

The seeds of mistrust have been sewn

The time has come for you to go

I truly hope that I will come when these people have finally grown.

Within the final hour I ask what I could truly bring

My mind and soul, all my experiences that make me truly known

The knowledge to never tell a lie unless it is truly in need

The ability to treat everyone with respect with what they all deserve

Truly Overall what I may just bring, The ability to make others sing all well seeing the beauty that is buried deep, deep within.

Shadow tear

I went to school today just to see,

I saw how childish and infantile the human race may be

The fact that none would even talk to me.

They left there flies down as they burped so loud

Only wish they knew what it is that they could not tell.

At lunch they sat there on there fancy cars

Snickering and jeering behind all there bottles of many beer

It is extremely funny to truly be able to hear.

I hear there jaunts and I face there jeers only to smile as I slowly near.

They ask why as I smile as I stride on by.

Slowly I point to the reason why.

Far below the very belt line

I see Scooby-doo boxers and pee wee too.

There face gently flushes as my smile spreads even more.

They start yelling and screaming and jumping like a bunch of girlish banshees

Asking there friends how and why they didn’t tell

Only to get the shrug of shoulders as if they never knew.

I walk up to the closest one I lean over and say quarter past 9.

It took them so long to comprehend what I had just said

I turn so abrupt and continue along my way

The yells and screams reaching from far behind

I wonder if they have even heard the bell slowly ring.

I take my seat in the far back row gather my books that I had in tow.

I open to the page of one fifty two to see the colour of multiples times two.

Slowly we start to work as we hear a most horrible sound.

The sound that most parents dread as sirens begin so near

I walk out side so casually as the people gently rush past

Looking toward the road I see, the very thing that was soon to be expected of thee

Four cars lay piled along the very curb bodies that have been flung far and very near

I look toward the closest only and see the pee wee boxers that made me smile oh so slightly.

If only they knew

If only they could tell

What it was like to continue to be me to be hounded and ridiculed, to never forget where ones place is to be.

Shadow Tear

Light comes as shadows appear a voice echoes within me.
Plains flourish with this we see as we stop to listen along the key.
Through the mountain and over the trees, into the deepest oceans
and yet a voice calls out to me.
Drawn by the simplicity scared of the complexity,
the chorus begins and there you be.
Seamlessly transparent and yet upon the cliff I see a lady.......
a lady singing on an island in the sea.
Wind blows as the rain falls and waves crash and yet i find,
I am drawn to thee.

Time spirals as things change but yet you stay the same.
Light dims as memory fades, shadows of past encircle me.
Plains go silent as night time falls a voice is lost as the darkness calls.
Mountain crumble as oceans dry and trees fade while vision blurs.
Wind blows as the rain falls and yet i am left to wonder........
can listening be the key.

Shadow Tear

Tossing and turning as the darkness falls this would be the time we all truly see.
Your essence gives way heading to place that can never truly be.

Ever so slightly, drifting away toward the ever more.
Soaring up above up so high among the clouds and within the sky,

Feeling so free as restraints are let go, a time to remember to go at my own pace.
Landing ever so gently as I take in stride, the difference in change as ripples within a tide.

Looking deep into reflecting pool, a beautiful girl stares gently back.
The look on her face just as dumbfound Ever changing with a single whack.

Asking one self how could this truly be?
What do you think has become of me?

Walking along the ever more path,
Smelling the flowers with such a slight of a laugh.

Obsidian hair that falls to my waist.
Wings that stretch looking a lot like fine lace.

From within the forest I see shadow of eyes staring oh so silently.
My Stomach in knots as i slowly turn, glancing back ever so lightly.

Waking from my eternal slumber with sweat drenched three.
Slowly I look over to see Shadows of eyes behind the curtains staring over me.

Shadow Tear

I watch a bird nestled so silently, swooping down to gather a fish that swim by lightly.

A spruce glides upon the surface all along this very waters edge.

Seeing the sparkle and a tinge the sign of what soon may come.

Clouds that flash and thunder that roars

Wind that blows well the water begins to gently flow

Birds chirp well, frogs croak all upon this very night.

Crickets’ hum well ducks learn to swim

Little ones nestled so gently under mommas’ wing

All of these things that are just learning to truly sing.

Flowers that bloom within mid-April and June

Trees that flourish full of both pink and blue,

Shedding there leave as they begin a new.

Mole rats and skunks that gently come to play

To the very large and sumptuous fir to the insect that fly toward where someone lay.

The things that one can see riding on the back of a cute little chickadee.

An eagle that soars sounding so glad

Looking over you see the beginning of a new dad

The animals rejoice as they all fly to see, farther up into the nearest tree.

This is what the gift of life may just mean to me.

Shadow Tear

I stop along this roadside curb.
Faces so white, whiter with the thought of how it could ever be.
Evanescent figures, standing looking so confused.
Making the slightest of movement, without even a sound.

Tears start to swell along this roadside crash.
Silence is shattered, as sirens sound all within the light of the moon,
Gathering so close the red white and blue.

I begin to look with this sombre face.
Opening my black Velcro laced pouch.
Donning the blue elastic laced gloves.
Looking in toward the darkness of the crumpled heap.
I find a body not one, not two but more.

The driver a female, impaled by a metal spear.
A passenger not much older then I, unconscious with her head bleeding, well skin no more.
Looking behind i see one so young, looking as if gently laid too rest.
Behind the passenger there seems to be a carriage seemingly trampled by metal shims.

Peering still closer in toward the back.
I see pieces of limbs all tattered and free.
With reaction i turn with such angst and disgust.
Slight of movement catches my eye, Noticing a body crumpled inside.

Heading over to see if it can be true.
Grasping the head as if on cue.
Beckoning over a curious looker.
Handing it over as my description ensues.

She seems to be talking incoherent at this time.
Breathing is erratic as much as can a smell of alcohol seems waft toward me.
Circulation slowly fades as skin slightly changes to a nice shade of blue.
Checking her over step four of three.

Noticing a gash along her head.
Moaning when the right arm is touched.
Small of her back seems deformed and misplaced.
The left leg seems to be bent all out of shape.

I give her my jacket to keep her warm.
She reaches up and grasps my arm.
Drags me so slowly toward her silent voice.
A whisper barely heard among all the noise.

Looking deep into her reflecting eyes..... I see.
The fire fades.... The airway closes.
The blood flows.... breathing stops.
The body goes limp.... Circulation no more.
Still I try harder then ever before.... pronounced dead by the red, white and blue.

I dedicate this poem to all those who have lost life, to all those who try to save life, and finally to all those unnamed who have yet to experience what really the true meaning of it all is.

Shadow Tear

I am in a place a lot like our own,
A place where people do not condone.

A area where i can be all i can be,
I sit in place wondering what is to come of me.

The vibrant sky sparkle with never ending night,
Ever changing with the show of auroras sight.

I fly with wings both silver and blue,
The sky darkens as midnight ensues.

People discouraged by the show of might,
Hopefully.... one day people will see the light.

Reflections around show me a path, one false and one true,
Some days I wish I could just begin a new.

Animals are plenty in this strange place,
It is always good to stay at your own pace.

A place where physics is all a lie,
In a time where gravity does not apply.

Full of people both big and small,
Some people can't resist natures call.

Maybe one day this will all ring true,
You never know it could be you.

Shadow tear

Wind howling silently among the trees

Flowered fields nestled where none can see

Waves gently lapping among the mountain side

Light reflecting over the crystal waters as far as the eyes can see

Sweat that runs down running all the way to the ground

Pristine blue as blue as can be all within this mid-summers breeze

Light flashes, thunder roars as water falls

Reflections ripple as wave’s crash

Colour changes grey where blue once stood

Leaves are blown as the wind howls all within this mid-Octobers eve

Shadow Tear