when these skies were once bluer, and
promises hung in mid-air like helium balloons
pregnant with smiles, unfettered
gazing I would, as they made their way leisurely
across that horizon, there on the landscape of dreams,
filtering above and over that palette
with certain realizations,
so ripe and ready to breathe and to live,
given our scope and belief to see ...

drumbeats heard afar, yet fairly remote still
signaling a sprinkling of pain,
stacked up those gray clouds and bleak sorrows
though not really enough to bother and certainly not stop,
as we pressed ever forward
gaining ground towards that vision
of ribbons, still streaming there in the distance
hinting at that sweet taste of victory, just waiting
together we'd reach and achieve ...

now ominous times have shifted to black
along with that turning aside,
slammed crushing misreads on top of this psyche
and continue to beat back that hope advancing near,
now bleeding profusely askew,
drawing away all that remained once alive
there in that day of blue,
stripped naked by those delays and strains...

I am screaming inside, yet nobody hears
I can no longer see as all traces have vanished
and find myself left here,
alone...
without reason or rhyme
locked in this time without words
a room with no view...

11/07/2006

Posted on 11/30/2006
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