morning walk

the myst descends
upon me as
the morning sun rises
with splendor
and trepidation
droplets of dew
line my bare arms
and encase my face
a sweep of humid air
blows past with residue
water trickles down
the cement crevices
and blocks my dreams
and invades my thoughts
and tugs at my soul
destiny on the run
escaping the reality
compensating for neglect
with whispers of pain
desire is lost
among the white puffs
billowing softly
above my head
their destination
unknown and lost
where time is elusive
and wants are ravished
the myst is gone
like the dreams

Dreams Die

the elusive dream
within inches of your fingertips
blowing softly in the breeze
and you reach out
inches short of capture
you try again
and faith flows with the current
time is freefalling
as the wind blows dust
and the particles
fall beneath you
life meanders
without resources
resting softly
upon the face of reality
entombed by frustration
sorrows implode
as destiny weeps
on your footprints
the tide waiting
for possesion
overtaken by impulse
the shadows darken
as dreams rise
and your soul is free

my forever place

submerged in the darkness
gasping for air
clinging to the lifeline
letting go
falling
falling
beyond the return
of reality and misfortune
closing the heart
letting go
falling
falling
blocks of time
fading into the distance
fog becomes eternity
letting go
falling
falling
destiny is forsaken
as the moon sinks
slowly into the melting pot
letting go
falling
falling
silence abounds
stillness is an illusion
satisfaction is lost
letting go
falling
falling
darkness prevails
the musk of air heavy
with deceit and deception