The Tribe

A sense of knowing, distorted meaning
The simple truth found in eternity
An understanding of returned feeling
A shared sympathy buried in dignity

In knots and riddles, going round in circles
Wrapped up in traditional fashion
Illustrated examples of perfect symbols
Taking an alternative direction

Something that so easily defies the mind
Influential words from a distant voice
Presenting a static view of time
Too far away to even see a choice

The zeros make another appearance
Disillusioned by what they have seen
Something awoken, taking a chance
To relive an era from their dreams 

Joining tribal echoes that match their own

The March

A path to guide the silent
A flashback distant
Forget about the time
A lifetime wilted away

Is that where you stand
Overlooking everything
Summing up the glories
Seeing what’s ahead

The days go marching on
As the ants march uphill
Bearing weights of the world
Going in the same direction

Forward thinking, forward march
Never changing their form
It’s the madness of today
As their eyes turn to look away

Zero

Stepping out of the dark
Envisioning your songs
The mastery of melodies
Is where your heart belongs

A mischievous twinkle lies
Behind that vampire grin
These sonnets of yours
Born from passion within

Seeking out a new theme
A kaleidyscope of tunes
An ode to past heartaches
Or a voyage to the moon

And where you find your freedom
There’s more beyond the stage
It’s your choice to continue
No longer the rat in a cage

So send a message to the world
A timeless story you build
Of mysteries and gentle myths
To ensure your fate is fulfilled

Dawn Treader

she treads the waves
sailing from the dawn
with a dragon-shaped prow
silver wings on the bows

a journey headed east
beyond the lonely isles
where secret creatures wait
for their chance to be free

the voyagers go ashore
hearing drumbeats and voices
a magician’s spell is cast
what was hidden now revealed

so the travelers move on
and unbeknown to them
the kraken sleeps below
dwelling in the deep

but the real perils lie ahead
not for the faint-hearted
sea-serpents and sleeping giants
emerging and transforming

the battles are not lost
for the warriors of the sea
they show their strength of spirit
with the help of a little magic

their onward quest
to seek the very end
but the journey doesn’t end
where sky and water meet

Sail on

Following the waves
Of the soul’s journey
Don’t get caught up
In the tempests of the night

And those who’ve lost their way
Will try to drag you down
Every time you’ve done your best
To try and heal their wounds

What the dawn brings
You can never know
But sail on with hope
And leave the past behind

Ghosts

As the ghosts bide their time
Waiting for the night
When they can walk between worlds
Enter the land of the living
Remembering their past
And find themselves again
They got lost along the way
But here once again
Discovering their truth
They can move on

Evolution

falling away through dusty minds 
escaping out of the cave 
there is no revolution 
just curses and apathy 
what became of evolution 
a backward step through time 

no one gives up for anything 
and in the din of the crash 
they’ll see what happens here 
with their jigsaw memory 
a universe trapped inside a tear 
everyone gives in to everything

'fix your eyes on nature, follow the path traced by her'

Jean-Jacques Rousseau

True or False

A riddle to solve
To decode the truth
Which one is right
Which door to choose
Step right through
To fall into the chasm
Hands reaching out 
Breaking the fall
Asking what is your wish
To return to nothing
Or to risk everything
Waiting in the darkness below

Shooting Stars

Not so far away
But you may as well be
In the shadow of the moon
Synced up with shooting stars
Constantly searching
But where do you look
For the alternatives
In these changing times?
Given one chance
You will find it
All that hard work
Will be worth it
It’s written down 
In a book that no one reads 
Only some can sense 
Whatever that means

Garden of words

Here lies a blank page
Like the waiting earth
Early in the spring
Where words as seeds sown
Grow to form an idea
Inspired meaning
A shared emotion
What you could call
Landscaped poetry
To bring forth
A harvest of thoughts
Food for mind and soul
When all is said and done
Leftover words
Forgotten over time
Devoid of meaning
Slowly decomposing
To nourish beneath
The plowed earth
Waiting once again

Wisdom?

Drop by drop the knowledge goes
Drink up the wisdom
Until it overflows
Spilling nonsense everywhere

Rainforest

Sunlight glimmers
Through dusty grey clouds
Rays attempt to penetrate
The leafy canopy
Shades of green
With parasitic plants
Vines choke the trees
Creatures survive
Under layers
Diversity thrives

Stone

A rough stone
Polished smooth over time
By tidal waves
All alone it sits
Shining in the sun
At the edge of the sand
Waves take it away
It belongs to the sea

The Spider

Suspended in time
Motionless in space
Caught in between here and now
A web of tangled moments
Something crawls down
To eat the remains
Bad memories from the past
And the spider lets you move on

The Path

A journey takes you back
To the beginning of self
The original plans and possibilities
Saying farewell to a tired lie

A lie you tell yourself

Searching for the elusive answer
Keys to the depth of mind
Drive to the end to find
A reason to go on

How the desolate waste beckons

All is dead beyond thought of life
Weary eyes look at the pitiless sun
A fearsome silence reigns
The quiet storm brewing underneath

Keep on treading the tiresome path

Leave the transient world behind
Tempted by false hopes
Illusions and imperfections brought with
As baggage to weigh you down

The constant journey of change goes on

(inspired by 'From Darkness to Light' by Jiddu Krishnamurti)

Mysteries

Ancient symbolism
Awaking the mind
Open your eyes and see
You’ll be surprised at what you find

Glaringly obvious
But what do they mean?
What’s the message behind them?
Is it some kind of scheme?

Innocently brainwashed
They don’t have a clue
Every one of them blind
Those who understand are few

Carefully designed
The artists do their best
A wink at those who know
A waiting game for the rest

Mysteries to be revealed
What secrets do they hold?
Apocalyptic prophecies?
Or truth and wisdom to unfold…

Thaw

lying in the stillness 
the icy air creeps in 
chilling you to the bone 
feeling of frozen skin 

a window left ajar 
lets in the winter air 
and with it broken memories 
times of trouble and fear 

a blanket wraps around 
and the warmth slowly grows 
comforting in the presence 
of the past's dark shadows 

knowing things will change 
better times to be seen 
the first steps to be taken 
to go where you have never been

Wasted

Where the demons lie
Awaiting grave consequence
Sneaky skeleton grins
Taking their toll
Eliminate the evidence
Don’t go back for more

Progress

What do you call this? Progress?
We go backwards every day
Another step closer to collapse
Stealing our future away

Our breath is getting shorter
Rivers of ice getting thin
Gone beyond our limits
Where do we begin?

We need air to breathe in this silence
The fields are barren, given over to chance
Trees whisper their worries
The rocks hold quiet parlance

We’re swimming against the tide
To escape an empty tomorrow
Capacity is full in a broken machine
Less greed, less apathy, less sorrow

A relentless urge to make change
By those few that see the whole view
Change only happens from within
Know that there is something you can do