Ark of the Future

speeding towards a destination unknown

on a mission of the highest order

light speed into the future

vortex of imagination in the center of the cross

a coordinate in the galaxy of invention

on we go into the uncertainty of another lifetime

bring us home

shock waves penetrate the universe

the darkness split in two

an eternity of wonder meets the end of a dream

brightly shining star on the horizon

warms the eden of a generation lost eons ago

impact the event horizon of a new beginning

and with the seed now sown

chaos reborn

she brought us home

Time Out of Love

if we fly into tomorrow

will the sunset reach us before we fall?

never to return is the empty promise of a rainbow

slipping into the horizon

bound for a glory trapped in the window of your mind

the child inside us sins against the dreams the adult hides

and you wonder why we can’t touch the divine until we die

if we fly into tomorrow

will we escape the torture of this time?

solitude isn’t the cure for people

it’s the prevention of crime in the heart of man

if we fly into tomorrow

will we save the love that dies today? 

Monsters and Good People (I See the Beauty in Your Shadows)

standing on the back porch of life

i see everything in the shadows

chloroform in my vision

snow on my control

i see everything in the shadows

cold

coming from the west side of tomorrow

division

coming from the last rain of yesterday’s dream

the fear of his a hand on your back

the hidden fear is when it’s gone

now fold those promises for another time

neatly in the drawer next to love

the fear of no one watching has been your life's

wish

a star may die for you tonight

passion

a little bit of you died a lifetime of nights ago

standing on the back porch of life

i see everything in the shadows

mysteries and poetry in the struggle

creatures of the desolation roam

nightfall

lost forever in the decaying mind of doubt

future

in the evolution of digital gods

i see everything in the shadows

feel this fear inside you

don’t think about when it’s gone

open up another book in the library of disease

turn to the chapter on you

the fear of no one watching is the greatest thrill of all

awake

reborn into the watcher of a multitude of eyes

death

is the lie burning in your innocence

monsters one and all

you and i

monsters one and all

look left and right

monsters one and all

and i see the shadows in everyone

standing on the back porch of life

where i was born

where i never die

i see the shadows in everyone

Waiting At Riverside

(at riverside) 

we all fall down as the ground reaches up to greet us 

(at riverside) 

the sounds of weeping swirls and the choir reaches out to hold us 

in the darkest shadows of timelessness the sound of memories and visions strike chords that become melodies 

emerging from the cacophony of regret the troubadour croons this new symphony of loneliness and i silently weep into my welcoming hands unaware of the invisible strangers who cast mystic shadows down the passages of my insecurity 

you are gone

 

blue vibrations slither into my sub-conscience becoming a helix of contradictions conspiring with wicked words to form the shapes of desolation that will spiral into the vanishing point while the seed of despair blooms under light of the autumn moon 

i’m alone 

here-

with the water at my side i wonder 

here-

as the world passes me by 

here-

in the darkened assimilation of absence 

hollow eyes covet the intentions that will begin the rape of my psyche 

my empty arms clutch fading scenes of happiness in days long gone relegating me here in the space between living and dying the coldest place i have ever known 

my live inverted 

as my empty mind clutches arms that no longer hold me i sense new found shadows creeping ever closer to my center filling me with the cool subtle feeling that this simple space of tender earth is the last place i will ever know 

my life diverted 

here-

as the ripples of time wash over me 

here-

with the reaper of dreams approaching 

here-

in the desolation of unknown thoughts 

(at riverside) 

we all fall down as the ground reaches up to greet us 

(at riverside) 

the sounds of weeping swirls and the choir reaches out to hold 

us now as the slow dissolve brings us to black 

everything comes together so neatly at the end of our film 

we watch as the colors and sounds invade our mind 

and we imagine-

just for a second that we are there in the movie holding onto something 

of what we’re not sure 

but there is something worth believing in 

worth living for 

and as the credits roll, the house lights come up 

we look around...... 

our perception has fooled us 

life never follows a script 

riverside is calling

Siege At The Palace Of The Lizard Prince

and once again i drift away 

it is this cold recess of the early winter chill 

that floats down from the northern regions 

giving me an all to familiar sense of unfathomable horror 

to know that within the seemingly tranquil night air lurks those unnameable creatures 

those takers of breath who stop at nothing in an attempt to consume the very fire of my existence 

i am alone in this fight 

i stand with every tendon stiffened to the point of intolerable pain 

poised for the next onslaught of terror 

the depths of which can know no description 

the whole of my being braced for another swirling decent into hellish madness 

another battle with the hideous beasts of a world that is driven by grotesque misery 

the hollow sound of bells shake the very foundation of the tower in which they reside 

sending tremors of dread along my once rigid spine as the bringers of chaos are unleashed 

they descend upon my sanity without remorse ripping at my mental state with a lustful vengeance 

i can not win this fight, the fiends of nothingness extinguish my life-force 

leaving my soul a mere portion for the foxes of the netherworld 

and once again the sunlight greets me