Posts: 2575
From: Ontario Canada
Registered: Jun 2005

posted December 17, 2005 03:21 AM         

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I don't know how to sustain it
beyond the illusions and into the real
Is it just who we are when the skin comes off
shed through hands that reach out
to touch the things that heal
is it just who we are when the lights go out
on the photographs that peel
Every day reaches me in longing
I wish for the yesterday's gladness
always tinged, behind the mask
with a silent sort of sadness
it isn't for trade
not hot commodity
its not a barter
or triviality
Is it the silky mental kiss
bordering on slick reality?
I think
just what if it is simpler than
the risks I've yet to take?
What if it's more potent than
the poison on this stake
and what's at stake
that has me reeling
in questions
some eternal fisherman with lessons
my line in the water
learned through bridges burned
and still I yearn
and still I turn
not still, but stern
this passion
has a reason
a lifetime and a
season
Is it love after all
is it madness
is it friendship
is it gladness
can you sustain it all
can you keep it up when you fall
when the trips come from running feet
on too hot sidewalks,
busy streets.....
more defeat
I don't want his answers
I need his inspiration
I don't want some dizzy breath
for my asphixiation
I need to swallow this pill down
come what may
take my misfortune, this fortunate way
Clarity calls on me today
what it says, I cannot say
This feels bigger than a redwood
messing with my livelihood
burning down my neighbourhood
not a desperate housewife, me,
but a fisherman, trying to be free......
through this chaos
the soul is
calling quiet
calling loud
above all else,
it still stays proud
through dirty knees
and needs to please
please
who else
but
me
he said he wants me
but he wants me happy
and see,
I am not happy
not happy,
It's me.

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Posts: 22873
From: Columbus, GA USA
Registered: Nov 2000

posted December 21, 2005 10:23 AM         

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"There is no use trying," said Alice; "one can't believe impossible things." "I dare say you haven't had much practice," said the Queen. "When I was your age, I always did it for half an hour a day. Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast." Lewis Carroll

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Posts: 2111
From: ohio
Registered: Aug 2004

posted December 23, 2005 11:57 PM         

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Let's go fishing, dear friend.

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Posts: 918
From: Colorado, USA
Registered: Nov 2004

posted December 24, 2005 05:38 AM         

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You really do have a talent for this, Pix.

Loved it. Two thumbs-up.

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