Poetry Created By a Dreamer to Share With All the World


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The Bard Cicra 6/1/97

A bard be I
A bard I be
To fill your mind
With fantasy.

Of knights I tell
And dragons, too
A battle, Hark!
That's what I do.

The flame and sword
Around each wove
In the lizard's
Massive cove.

You wish to know
Who won the day?
Ah, then, m'friend,
You'll have to stay!

I have but lots
Of these great tales
As numerous
As dancers' veils!

Or howabout
A princess fair
Locked deep within
A wizard's liar?

Her only hope
A lover's quest
Both far and wide
A chance, at best.

Again you ask
Me to foretell
The ending of
This tale as well?

Oh no, think not -
I'm just a bard.
And as for gold -
A dim reward--

When I see plain
Upon your face
Reeactions to
My trade-in-space.

And so, my friend,
Do listen well
For I, you know,
Have much to tell!

A bard I am
A bard am I
Music, Laughter
Shall fill the sky!



Dreamer's Heaven Circa 6/1/97

I looked one night into the sky
And stared at those that caught my eye
The twinkling things that, near and far
Light the sky, known as stars.

I yearned to touch them, be their friend
To know their light up til the end
But humans have no wings to fly
And so remained they in the sky.

I wept to never know my dream
And thought the world so very mean
To hold me so upon the ground
With pain and sorrow all around.

My eyes again were heaven cast
To stare at present, future, past
The dreams of many a solid glow
But of that few may ever know

Those that walk the star-realm, true,
Know more than we had ever knew
Hope contained within a ball
A hope that soothes and comforts all.

For we, as humans. may never see
The love that lives in all that be
But as our eyes, they upward glance,
Our hearts shall sings as souls will dance.



Nothing For Me 10/31/97

Nothing for me, thanks
I'll go without
There's someone who needs it
Much more than I

Nothing for me, thanks
I'd rather you have
Why should I get it
When it's bring you joy?

Nothing for me, thanks
You're all I need
To see you happy
Is all I want.

Everything for me, please
I'll take the pain
I won't let you hurt
When I could instead

Everything for me, please
Don't waste your tears
Let me weep them for you
As you remain in peace.

Everything for me, please
It's me who will fall
Struck by the blow
That intended for you.

Nothing for me - all love for you
Everything for me - no sadness yours
Let me be the crutch
That keeps you strong
All I ask is the same -
Be my friend.



I'll Be There Forever 12/12/97

I'll be there Forever
To help pick up the shards
When your heart is broken
In accordance to Fate's cards

I'll be there Forever
In order to hold your hand
No matter what the outcome
I'll stay to help you stand

I'll be there Forever
So to cradle you in arm
When your world is caving in
I'll keep you safe from harm

I'll be there Forever
To your heart I draw a line
I'll bury pain and sorrow
And leave all tears behind

I'll be there Forever
If only in my thought
Bringing love and light through mind
Alone in time shall be you not.

I'll be there Forever
Give or take a day
Look up unto the Hea'ens
And your heart will hear me say:

"I'll be there Forever
Within your darkest times
Reach inside and find the light
I'll be there to help you climb."

You Call Me Dreamer 4/22/98

You tell me I can't
I inform you I can
You say there's no way
But I make my own path
You deny my existance
I simply shine brighter
You despise and dislike me
Your opinion matters not
You try to oppress me
I'll push my way past
You claim I'm all wrong
When I know I'm all right
You claim I can't fly
I'll show you my wings
You think you're whole
Let me reveal the pieces
You believe you can see
Though my eyes are open
You believe that you know
But I hear the questions
You stop and restart
I merely keep going
You see things as barriers
I view them as challenges
You announce yourself victor
When I passed you long ago
You call me Dreamer
And I say you're right.

The next two poems are in sequence.. and are dedicated to someone. He'll know them when he reads them...

The Fire 3/4/98

Fiery heart and flame boding eyes
A blazing soul and bonfire wild
Born not of ice, a bright burning candle
So more than just anyone may handle

He of the bright-fired outside and in
His dance never ends and never begins
All consuming, all treasured this of the heat
Though with fire the tongue tastes him sweet

His passion envelops with hungering thirst
Never preparing for what cometh, the curse
He burns with a brilliant, deep-breasted fire
And the rust-colored tongues taste of desire

The intensity drives all away, save one
The one who's been there since she was young
She fears not the fire, or of getting burned
She's still in her youth, untaught and unlearned

But she's still enraptured by heat and by flame
And doesn't quite know if she'll be the same
When the fire has gone on and left her alone
Left with the ashes of the fire that shone

For now she's content to sit by flame's side
For now she's content to let her time bide
Perhaps one day, if it's only a chance
She'll burn with the fire, and together they'll dance.

When the Fire Died 8/27/98

She'd dared to dance
Within the flame
She'd known the fire -
Played his game
And been the fool - she
Knew as much
In craving elusive
Fire's touch

The burns they hurt with
Giant's might
But never as much
As fire's flight
Which left her chilled
And damaged still
Aching more'n she
Ever will

The light had ceased
In calling moth
But yet her wings had
Blackened off
Left to face the world
Of ice Fire's vice

Goddess, how she missed
The heat
The taste of moonlight
Bittersweet
'Tis her downfall
Shall ever be
For she'll be burned
Eternally

In her ageless quest
For love
She'll give her ev'ry drop
Of blood
To quench this thirst for
Wanting fire
Which someday'll lead her to
Her pyre

~ For he who knows he is the burn
The object passion for which she yearned
Don't fret for her, she'll be fine too
"Nothing for me, all things for you" ~

As I mentioned, my greatest inspirations are those I love. Cherish everything, for only when you value something of importance can that something (or someone) return fully what you give it. The secret to life is to love. There is no glory in hate.
I feel I owe much to my friends - they are my guiding lights when I am lost in the dark, and my walls when I am attacked. Such people only come once a lifetime, and you need to hold onto such things. Love until it hurts. It's the only way to truly live.






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