This isn’t my game anymore I was told to go home I kick the ball around once in a while still But I stopped playing the game They don’t want me in Unless I follow the rules And make a line for the pros But it’s not my game I’m no pro I don’t followContinue reading “It’s How (and If) You Play the Game”
Tag Archives: hope
A New World Will Rise
After the bombs, the riots, the protests, and all the rest of the excitement finally subside, all that will remain will be rats, roaches, and ruin. That, and those winos on the corner. Still trying to scrape together enough for a bottle – even though the liquor stores’s gone. When the shakes from detox subsideContinue reading “A New World Will Rise”
The wandering lover’s final, lingering hope
look for her with self-imposed singularity set yourself, like a ball on the tee destined for impact air, hover, and fall the fall is disappointment emptiness, doubt, and pain avoid the fall accept she’s gone
Three
O tangled mess of hopes and fears abound Inside these cardboard walls we all are trapped And here, with blinded sight and deaf from sound Within pathetic pantomimes en-wrapped We wile away the tepid, sordid hours Oases of ideal we try to find But here, anon, we’re sucked of sacred powers And left to drift,Continue reading “Three”
dear beauty
oh please dear beauty if tender silent touch has never come before let this moment be the epitome of rapture if my heart never aches to such an end and if every falling day grows paler then let this sheer luminance wash me rinse the veil of untruth from me make this time a holyContinue reading “dear beauty”
song of hope lost
the vision of my love appears becomes make-believe a mirage with lagoon-blue eyes flutters in the corner of my mind fools my heart to think it’s her to think it’s happened every time my lagoon turns to dust every time I am left untouched my sole companion remains eternal face of memory thoughts of escapedContinue reading “song of hope lost”
say the word
Heaven can descend with words a thought can bring us Nirvana absence of hope create Hell God exists if we will it
the leap
the distance between us and our dreams just one more leap before we fly this time we can’t remain behind this is the time of our lives grab your heart in your hand my friend this is the end of waiting closer than ever to my life eternity from my love here I am andContinue reading “the leap”
it’s just a phase
these are the times meant for fun the times of love have yet to come times of fear are long since past soon will be time for one
bernard barnes . artist . writer 