Posted by: post4apocalypse | August 2, 2008

Double Yellow Line

Driving down a dark highway
with no known destination
following a double yellow line
my only road to salvation

No straight lines no telltale signs
no directions to follow
got to find a way back to you
to put end to my sorrow

Out of cruise control
running low on gas
rear view suicides
looking to pass

On the other side
of a double yellow line
unbroken strings of oncoming lights
promising end to my miserable mind

Strobe lights flashing
for those already crossed over
crash victims’ siren songs
beckoning me to follow

Freed from broken bodies
ghosts flushing through a funnel
drawn to white light
at the end of the tunnel

To get to where you are
somehow I got to find
the will to cross over
a double yellow line 

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Posted by: post4apocalypse | July 7, 2008

Winged Angel

 

It was the summer of ‘69 I first saw her
from across a deep pool of river water
where I was resting after a morning swim

She was perched atop a rock tower
in her golden brown hair she wore wildflowers
she stood at the ledge as if to jump in

High on the cliff she took no notice of me
down below I watched from under a tree
she removed her blouse then her jeans

She looked down so proudly
at God’s gift of a perfect body
tanned all over so firm and lean

She leapt off the cliff in a graceful dive
like a winged angel from my dreams come alive
emerged with water streaming off glistening skin

Then I lost her as if awakened from a dream
only the wildflowers left floating in the stream
hopeless adoration for my angel there to begin

Posted by: post4apocalypse | July 7, 2008

Guitar Angel

One day in Golden Gate Park
Santana was playing a free concert
I saw my angel dancing gaily
in a long white flowing skirt

Dangling from her swan like neck
long strings of brightly colored beads
Oye Como Va<– listen
twirling circles endlessly

To the beat of Afro-Cuban rhythms
she kept an impossible pace
flowing hair and colorful beads
encircling her radiant face

I picked a wildflower
from a nearby field growing
would she wear it in her hair?
I was helplessly hoping

I approached quite slowly
adoration plainly showing
her piercing blue eyes knowing
angelic aura glowing

Behind her ear she put my flower
I looked longingly into her lovely face
as the beat of the music grew slower
we came together in a dancing embrace

I held my angel so tightly
my heart fluttered with love’s pang
Carlos’ guitar sang Sampa Pa Ti
yin matched perfectly with yang

Posted by: post4apocalypse | June 29, 2008

The Celestial Beacon


Homing on a signal I sail the galactic gulf

to the source of a message of kindness and love

By aid of this beacon I find the celestial body

beaming the greeting of her desire to know me

 

Attracting my ship with irresistible gravity

I see that her star system is binary

My long lonely voyage nearly completed

hungered thirsted and thoroughly depleted

 

Between her twin suns I come to a rest

and she envelopes me in her perfect breast

Now recuperated nursing from her Milky Way

from this heaven I never ever want to stray

 

I want you more than for just one night

for far more than an act of mere physical delight

Making never ending love to you under starry light
the eternity I pray for with all my might

Posted by: post4apocalypse | June 19, 2008

Qi

My home world has good air
there is plenty of oxygen to spare
planet Qi vibrates with intense energy
landing here we found new vitality

It was a bitter struggle at first to survive
but we discovered a way to thrive
we seized the labor of the native sentients
who’ve lived here since times ancient

Enslaved them to satisfy our endless needs
we cleverly justified our unjust deeds
by inventing a religion by means of a book
stuck them on a line with a fisherman’s hook

We harnessed them to till the soil 
and gather our harvests in endless toil
building a paradise where pure waters flow
so bountifully our fruit and grains can grow

Now I have left my home world behind
on a voyage of discovery hoping to find
a virgin world of pure waters and good air
where I can tend my own crops with loving care

On a quest to start a life of harmony
and end the cycle of inequality
a lonely traverse of the galactic plane
the never ending cosmos keeps me quite sane

My people send messages to ask of me
when am I coming home to Qi
I tell them when they let the sentients go
and there are no more worlds left to explore

I am now way beyond the planetary race
my questions are asked of interstellar space
I know the answers are waiting in my mind
but the harmonious world I will never find
 

Posted by: post4apocalypse | June 2, 2008

Cemetary Fields

the green grassland shelters scarce species
a playground teems with kids playing games
the baseball diamond beckons young players
a memorial remembers her name

the grasshopper sparrow is protected
moms push their babes in the swings
a loud crack of the bat is heard
in the distance the meadowlark sings

kids scamper over the jungle gym
the ball escapes the glove
a small snake slithers through tall grasses
nearby there are little girls in love

the runner is rounding the bases
a vole peeks out from his hole
merry go round and round
home plate is his ultimate goal

the red tail hawk circles up yonder
a boy climbs up a rope
the throw to home plate is too late
and there will always be plenty of hope

in memory of SARAH JEAN ROY

~

The other day I visited one of my favorite parks and I found myself inspired.
The park is called “Cemetary Fields” because it is the site of a future cemetary.
Now it is used for recreational purposes; youth sports such as soccer, la crosse and baseball are played on the fields. There is also a large area of native grasslands set aside to protect the endangered “grasshopper sparrow”.

Additionally the parents of a little girl who died of a rare illness built a wonderful kid’s playground at the park as a memorial to their daughter, Sarah Jean Roy.

Posted by: post4apocalypse | May 29, 2008

Brilliance of sun

I see you dressed in white
Skin colour mocha lite
Between full lips mint tea flows
Believe me I surely know
How brilliantly you glow

Brightness of gaze
Endless legs
Brilliance of sun
I am the one
You constantly stun

Virtual lover lovely friend
There’s no need to pretend
You hear the sound
of my heart as it pounds
With the love I have found

Brightness of gaze
Our heartbeats in phase
Brilliance of sun
You are the one
For whom I will always come

Posted by: post4apocalypse | May 8, 2008

BURNING HEARTS SHARED PASSION

I am here to knock
on the door to your heart
to give you a night of pleasure
in which lust will be only a small part

From a night with you
of shared passion
would flow epic words
I can now only barely imagine

We will share a new reality
one of adoration and Love so sublime
only to exist as we lay together
our bodies so perfectly entwined

Yes our souls would match perfectly
lying together in your bed
a supplicant man stroking
in your virgin waters spring fed

I come gratefully to your bed
with a meaningful word
to be matched by a deep deed
I stroke you with my gallant sword

Now I give you a kiss
as deep as the desire
that burns inside me
with such brilliant fire

Now look into my eyes as we writhe
to seek the wondrous prize
I long to satisfy your every need
that possibly could arise

Our eyes are locked
Our hearts are burning
to reach the fulfillment
of a Love so yearning

We share the vision
of mind’s eyes merged
as we satisfy the genuine lust
that our loins so greatly urge

Burning hearts
Shared passion
Loving bodies lusting
and nearly bursting

As I stroke within you
my pressure building from so deep
I truly believe that you are the one
I forever want to keep

To the deepest part of your heart
I send you my word
To the deepest part of your womb
I send you my sword

The most important wish I make is
that in your heart my love will take root
and if God allows it from my seed
a beautiful new soul will bear fruit

Posted by: post4apocalypse | May 8, 2008

Emerald seas

When you hover over
and look down deeply at me
in your eyes I see
Emerald seas
so vast in size
yet so well known to me

Your piercing gaze
full of intensity
the bright rays
nearly blind me

I have your long soft hair
draped all over my face
your hair to filter the brightness
that makes my heart race

Now that you look right into me
this is what you will see
You will see how I feel
something that words
can never reveal

Posted by: post4apocalypse | April 17, 2008

Three rays of light

Dawn must be breaking
Three rays of light come to me on the wing

Into my bed early morning reaching
One ray all sweeti another so nati today
The third most enchanting now enters the fray
to make mine the most wonderful day

How can I tell the most enchanting one
What she has let me become

I tell her she occupies my dreams every night
Keeping me warm until the morning light
But how can I describe my feeling down deep
When she comes to me virtually to sleep

One long night she hovers close above me
Close up I have never seen lips as full lovely
Next night in the longest legs entwined 
So smooth and perfect in my mind

How can I tell my Hanna my dearest one
So totally enchanted with her I’ve become

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