Descent

Like shattered crystals,
Reflecting the shards of the surreal
And unattainable world,
Do they fall.
Endless, the shimmering slivers
Of sorrow descend.

Hypocrisy

No one knows,

Yet everyone cares.

No one is wrong,

Yet everyone disagrees.

How can this be?

Our lives are hypocrisies.

Celestial Visions

Times beginning marked
A fundamental drive:
To understand the heavens vast,
To comprehend; all strive.

Angel

She was an Angel,
Graceful, pure.
A kind an hopeful prayer
On her lips did endure.

Her voice was music,
Perfect, kind;
Ever lilting through the air,
Proclaiming peace of mind.

Storm Eyes (A Song)

Storm clouds roll and billow,
Swirls of grey orbiting the dark.
In the tempest I see your soul,
Ethereal visions, troubled, stark;
Pallid vibrance the dismal mark.

Encaged