Cliff – poem
At the edge,
Pebbles,
The rocks let loose,
Crumble and fall under my feet,
My feet, my mind,
Want to jump.
Go,
Fly,
Sail,
Jump,
Fall.

At the edge,
Pebbles,
The rocks let loose,
Crumble and fall under my feet,
My feet, my mind,
Want to jump.
Go,
Fly,
Sail,
Jump,
Fall.
Ever been in love and gotten burned by a “game player” ? Maybe you were the game players ? Maybe both of you were playing games ? Now the final act comes and the consequences are felt. POEM from 1993.
Your eyes hold deceit,
Deceit and love for the game,
The game of lies,
Eyes of lies
When they first called you deceit,
I couldn’t hear,
But your last is forever clear,
A last name that paints a trail,
A blood red trail,
A dark trail of a family tree,
The family tree perfect for hanging,
Skeletons hanging from noose tied branches,
Swaying in your calming breezes,
I [...]
Claws rip and tear,
The dead beware,
There is I to make your skin a wear
Shatter through coffins of pine,
What a wonderful, sickly sort of divine,
To have your eyes as mine
To build my body from yours,
Allowing your liquid to fill my pores,
Forming lovely puss-filled spores,
You were mortal and so you died,
And just as soon as it has [...]
To meet you,
To see you,
To talk to you,
……. Flesh to flesh,
What would it be like,
……. I wonder
To gaze into your sapphire eyes,
Would they float in pools of caring,
Would they dam a passion,
……. A need,
……. A desire,
Behind the blue is there red,
A searing flame of the heart,
Might one [...]
Piercing through the night,
The screams shatter all but one’s plight,
A plight to stop the immortal undead,
Long before the earth turns red
Death and destruction don’t become her,
So she lights candles in an overwhelming number,
She chants a whispered prayer,
A thread of words spread in a narrow, thin layer,
To tear a hole through the fabric of space and [...]
When Tomorrow arrives,
Will it be today ?
Will it become yesterday ?
Will it be seen as it truly is ?
Today holds dreams of tomorrow,
And yet if tomorrow becomes today,
Nothing will have changed,
For our dreams will have nowhere to venture.
Yesterday is the foundation for tomorrow,
And if tomorrow is allowed to become yesterday,
That foundation can certainly cradle a [...]