Anniversary of Passing of the Dead

The day of the Dead in Mexico, Philippines, China, and Brazil is the day we celebrate and remember the ones that have passed. Passed to a better place of joy and beauty. Pretty much waking from a bad nightmare to others and actually awaking in a new reality. Some say this is the day we congradulate our relatives graduating from this world and completing the test of live or the journey of life on that sandy road.

These are the poems that I have written over the years. Most of them are from the mid 90's as old as 1994. There was a phase in my life where I lost all my close circle at the age of 13.

There was three very special people in my life since I was little. There was my Grandmother who died at 60 on her 60th birthday. She taught me how to write letters and keep in touch. She was also a great artist but did not do much with it because of the era she was brought up where they stayed at home and took care of the family in the 40's and 50's. Then there was my first love that not many know about her name was Jeanette. She passed away too. Then my last person who I knew in Tucson Arizona when I was 6 years old was Brian who I did so much with and we were going to drive to high school together and had plans to go to college as well but never happen he died right before Thanksgiving. It pretty much changed my life forever. I miss each and ever one of them. I know they are all doing gods work up there in heaven. This is to celebrate their passing and to share my thoughts and love for them that are still in my heart. Please enjoy my friends and fans.

In Memory of:

Brian C.
Jeanette S.
Grandmother Hoppe

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Rivers Eternal Waters

As I ponder upon the river of dreams and life’s journey toward the golden fountain
I see and watch the river of longing life alter and change my life in many ways.
Grasping, flying, struggling to survive the wrath of the river
To survive to tell the story of many that have drown in the life of tranquil beauty
To drift and losing all within the whirlpool of lost causes
To lose three parts of my heart within three hundred and sixty five orbits of the romantic
Moon of lovers’ passions that dwells in the night of thought filled passion of blue and pink
Pink as the roses that I gave her that night she perished in the car to the eternal journey
To Heaven
A place where many friends that take residents currently

Growing with all I see her, my eternal love and her spirit lives on in the waters of heavens Ponds of golden pools of souls that bathe in gods beauty and golden power of eternal life.
To hear the trumpets to call her from the bluish white of the river of life to leave my soul
Alone in the river

My true friend
Brian, a soul I grew up with in Tucson
To see him pass in Alamogordo
As he ascends to the heavens of white
I see his tomb of eternal rest as a tear
A tear of sadness and guilt of not helping him survive the turmoil of the river
Losing a spirit of eternal goodness and feeling
A spirit I sailed with in the river for a long time in the sun warmth within the sands
Of the hourglass that warms my heart
That I call home

There within the sands of time my friend lays to rest away from the harmonious feeling, wrecking, and suffocating waters of the whirlpools of the river.

One that killed and numbed me is my Grandmother of loving nurturing soul
She wrote the poetry of a wise one
She guided my soul to now I just remember
I cradled my heart alone now
To wait for the one that will join my spirit of loving blossoming blues of bubbling love
Of the heart and loves beauty
I can only await the coming of the one that will sea my thoughts and emotional waterfalls of true loving caring honesty of love

As I still ponder upon the banks to observe the earth’s blue and heavens hues of orange yellow
I can only smile and think one day I will meet my maker and the souls to pass before me
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My First Love

Curly Hair
Dark features
Remember the keen phrases she said
6 is when I met her

A soul of angel
Which the angels took
When I was thirteen

Jeanette is what god named her
A name meaning God is Gracious
I must of not been worthy of her
So that I thought of the time

God needed her more
She accomplished the test of living
Now to walk the eternal path

Remembering and celebrating that
That she is serving god as an angel

Her soul Platium and her beauty golden
Smart and beautiful in one
She was 16 when she left
With her mother one fate taking turn
On a highway
From El Paso to Heaven she took
A turn off of no return
To God she went
As she was flown to god

Those eyes that capture my heart
Now capturing the light of God
For an Eternity
As I lay 20 flowers upon her grave
20 for her soul

As a tear is shed not for sorrow
But for a place of love and beauty
A place of God

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I miss…

I miss…
The beauty of your flowing hair in life’s winds from god’s breath

I miss…
The turbulent beauty of your smile that shines brighter then the sun

I miss…
Your glittering eyes that capture the world in one glance

I miss…
The curls in her hair like the emotions in your heart and wild at times

I miss…
The trouble we would get in when we were little in childhood

I miss…
The sweet innocent kisses at 13 we did with sweet intentions.

I miss…
Your warm tight caressing hugs of love, companionship, and trust

I miss…

The phone call from your father when you left this world

I miss…

You the most Jeanette under the waterfalls of life

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Petals in the Wind

I honor you
All my blood
Who paved the way for me

Petals of your thoughts within the wind
Petals that pave my way
Across the sands of time

I honor you on the day of your souls
The day that is known as the day of the Dead
We drink to your souls
We eat for your good pass over
To the spirit world
As the breath of god blows my petals of my ancestors

I toast their good eternal fortune
To live with God upon the comets above
To touch the soul of the unborn
To fly with the angels above

Brian my beloved brother serve our father well
Grandma may you paint a fresco for the one
Jeanette may you light the path for the ones to make it there

Petals in the wind
I honor and feel the ones around me
Guiding me in the darkness
As I feel their light and warmth upon me

Petals in the wind.

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November 1st and 2nd

Twenty flowers
A bottle of the finest Tequila
Candy for the children above
All at the foot of a Tomb of Granite
To remember the passing of our ancestors
Of the day of the dead

Souls that now live the painless eternal life
So we hope; As well as we hop for ourselves
When we are ready
Celebrating lie the Aztecs
3000 celebrated before the first Spaniard
Set foot on the new World
Before the infusion of Spain and the Eastern Hemisphere came

Remember your inheritance
Your blood that runs in your veins
Passing of Relatives
Passing of the beloved

Praying for their souls
That walk
The eternal road
No longer the Physical
But the energy
There souls sparkle like the stars above
Like shining angels in the sky
When the night is far away and dim

But the Day of the Dead
The Sparkling stars are closer
Brighter above

Remember the Day of the Dead
It is the day the spirits are closer
And become alive once again in our hearts
As real as you and me.
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Beloved Circle of 13

Reflections upon the Eyes of the passed
Thoughts of the after years reflects
Within dreams they visit

I miss my hugs of my Grandmother
The food she made on the 4th of July
As I would smile at the age of 8
How she lit my sparkler upon this date
She carried me with love
Taken at 60
Blood pressure; as she is called above
I place 20 flowers upon her tomb
As the Raven perches upon the cross
Each year upon the Day of the Dead

First love
First kiss of a woman
She was called Jeanette
As God named her in a wind to her parents
On the day she was born
A kiss under a weeping willow tree on February morning
A push upon a swing of love
Under the weeping willow tree
As I weeped under it; 3 years apart we were
She the older
She touched me with the caressing waves of the ocean
Deep and blue
On pavement she walked to the afterlife
Her mom accompanied her into the walk of eternity
Carriage of metal took her life
As I placed a box of candy at her resting place
Her favorite; Of the Day of the Dead

Brian I miss
We were spiritual brothers
Both alter boys
Love for god
As we prayed; we carried our crosses
Soccer he loved; Rides in the Desert with his bike
A skateboard here and there
Rolling upon the sidewalk
Pads and all
Met in Tucson; Departed life in Alamogordo
Our journeys parted in the beginning of the 90’s
Chicken Pox’s
Secondary infection
Open the door to the spiritual life
Eternal life of the sands of the teacher
To the mansion of our Creator
As I lay a bottle of Tequila we never drank in life
Together
On the day of the Dead

Grandmother, Brian, and Jeanette
I will always be with you on the Day of the Dead
Reliving memories like it was today.
Love always

Reflections of the heart of June 2nd

This is the account and poems of a young soul that I met at Washington Reagan National Airport on June 2,2006 in the Capitol of the most powerful country in the world. She is one that saw me for truly who I am and loved me for just the foundation of me and how much of a big heart I have for others in the world and my beloved. She has heard my stories of my life and enjoyed every one of them and was angered by some who have tortured my soul and heart.


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Morning Sun Rise

As I ponder waiting for the wind that will take me south,
I peer into the eastern horizons to see the period of the rebirth
Rebirth of the morning sun that will light the world’s future
Touch the hearts of many to awaken from the slumbers of the sandman’s' dreams

As I saw the sheets of darkness peeled away
Away with the coming of the fingers of god
Yellow and Orange as the sun becomes bright and cheerily
I felt the memories and feelings caress my soul

My soul like the waves of the ocean blue fills my heart
As I pumped the rivers of memories through my heart
Feeling her all through me.

Melissa you fill my veins and my soul
As I dream in walking daylight the thoughts of you
Of first seeing your rising Mahogany eyes peer upon my soul
An honor and blessing to finally feel your essence upon me

You are the exotic orchid from the deepest sacred gardens of love
Silky petals that surround the soft wetness of your center petals
Like the morning dew of the spring as the temperatures rise
As the rays of god peer over the horizon of the bosoms of mother earth.

I close my eyes and feel the softness of your lips upon my soft lips
Feeling the love pressed upon my lips
Pressed upon my soul
To taste the essence of you upon me
To feel the way your kiss sculpts emotional feelings within me
Monuments of marbling flesh in my museum of thoughts
My thoughts of being bonded to you

To peer into your eyes and feel fulfilled as a soul
To always remember that sun rise as I open my eyes
And know I was just imagining what I want so much
To feel her around me and to taste of the exotic orchid of love

To always feel Melissa within the sun rise that awakens too?
Sunrises.


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Way You Look at Me

The sway of your curly hair
Your silky hair in the breath of god
The elegance of your sways of life
As your hair, your silky dark curly hair
Falls around you’re surface of your image of life

Surface of silky beautiful thoughts and desires
Surface of smooth thoughts of heaven and heart
Surface where your smile of pinkish moist loving lips
Touch the minds of most
Flaring others thoughts desires heart and feelings.

To glance a beauty at that instance of life
That moment when you give me that look
Where your eyes share all
Your eyes of glitter within your dark brown essence of emotion
You touch more than my spirit, my heart, my mind
More than my existence
More than my soul
That beats in the tranquil night for you.

Your eyes of elegance and desire
You tell me more in your eyes than anything
Your dark brown glittering portals of souls upon
The Horizon of emotional thoughts

I awake to imagine your beauty, spirit, soul
To touch the surface of your beauty
To feel your essence

You touch me like no one on this earth
Unlocking heaven in my heart
I have never thought of someone that could do this to me.
Finding you in the most unusual places in this existence

The way you look at me that will forever be with me
As long
As I Exist

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Changing colors of Heart.

Good Morning to all my fans out there in the forest of life. I hope that all of you are doing beautifully on each of your paths out there in the world. This guide of life has been thinking since the beginning of the change of the leaves. Upon my thoughts and worlds of the wilderness. I have pondered on my feelings and wondered where I was going on this time in my life. I have met so many beautiful people and they have had a change of color of thier heart. I am sadden because they are afraid of what I bring to their lives because I usually show radical change to their hearts and soul.

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The Moments Gone

Two Rotations of the sun
Since I have been with you
I miss the time under the weeping willow
That I traced your lips in the moonlit sky

Where have the moments gone
Where have the time gone

As the leaves dance upon gods breath
I miss her warm touch
Miss her warm hugs
Only she could give
Under the weeping willow

Where have the moments gone
Where have the time gone

The feeling she gives me when she brushes up next to me
The beautiful smiles that shine like the beauty of the sun

She is my life; my love
She is all I want to have in this world
The world is she; my love is she

Where have the moments gone
Where have the time gone

I miss her heart beating in the night
As I lay next to her in the darkness and the light between us
Comforts; keeping both of us safe in our bed
I miss feeling her next to me

Where have the moments gone
Where have the time gone

Missing her under the weeping willow in the moon light

Written: October 20,2005
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My Soul on Canvas

Images in my soul
Grasping reality with my brush
Bleeding my love; painting my heart

I paint my soul on canvas
Remembering you …
Remembering you…
Touching my soul with your love

That look of eternal love
Sculpting your face in my mind
Never forgetting your curves
The smoothness of your skin
The way your wavy hair flows
How you smile upon my soul

I paint my soul on canvas
Remembering you …
Remembering you…
Touching my soul with your love

Those eyes touching
Touching my deepest parts of my heart
Iris reflecting my soul
Lighting my path of life
Firely passion of life; of me
As I brush her essence of life in her eyes
I bleed my soul on the canvas for her

I paint my soul on canvas
Remembering you …
Remembering you…
Touching my soul with your love

That smile of sensual love
Pinkish flesh; a color of a petal of a Rose
Soft to touch; soft to feel; soft to kiss
Wet like the morning dew
Puffy as the clouds above
That I will always want to feel

I paint my soul on canvas
Remembering you …
Remembering you…
Touching my soul with your love

Blossoming Rose of pinkish petals of warmth
Thoughts of loving you touching the petals
That closes upon me
Caressing my soul
My thoughts
My spirit

I paint my soul on canvas
Remembering you …
Remembering you…
Touching my soul with your love

I will always remember you
As I use my soul to bleed a palette
A palette to eternally paint you in my heart

Written: October 18,2005
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Orange Colored Seats

Seating in the orange color seats
In the metro
Seating and waiting
Waiting like the leaves stumbling in the falls breeze

Remembering that brown eyed curly haired girl
With the eyes of a goddess
Seating in the Metro
Reading her Cosmos
In her beautiful business suit

Seating in the orange color seats
In the metro; we sat
Exchanging glances

Smiling at each other
Remembering that brown eyed curly haired girl

Then she was gone like the vanishing snows of winter

Seating in the orange color seats in the Metro
Seating and waiting
Waiting like the leaves stumbling in the falls breeze

Seating and waiting
Seating and waiting
In the orange colored seats

Remembering that brown eyed curly haired girl

Written October 19,2005

October 19th, 9th street Reading

Good day to all on this October 19th day, I will be performing from my newest collection of poetry. There is going to be a book after I finish with releasing all of the parts to Autumn Colors. This poetry reading is a celebration of my 30th birthday on October 24,2006.

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October Hues of the Dancing Leaves

Shapes of different dances from above
Changes of the foil from around and in the sky

The season of life changes to the Autumn before the isolation of Winter
Autumn of raw umber and bright yellows of lemons
As the leaves dance upon the fields of blue

The winds touch the old skin of leaves
October changes the garbs of the beauty of the earth.
Mother earths blue ridge of horizons
Apexes of hues of color changes the thoughts of others

A time of change of Earth and the energy around
Peoples energy and the fruit of life changes forever
As I watch my reasons change the ones around me
Upon us
All around us
I pray upon my soul upon my life to watch the changes around all
October hues of a new journey

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Moments…

Peering, Peering
Peering into the nights starry sky
I stare into the tranquil waters of emotions
Liquid emotions in the souls of life.

I look into your liquid Hazel portals of sight.
To see your soul. To see what I feel and touch.
You touch my soul, heart and mind as I touch
Your inner soul.

Only you can touch my heart
My soul
With the essence of your eyes of emotional love
With your heart of love
Your Thoughts
Your smile of pure happiness
That caresses my soul
Like the ocean waves of blue
That touches the sands of time

You are the sun that warms my soul
Touch my heart warms my breath
You are the air that fills my lungs
That tickles my soul as I inhale the air

Staring into your eyes
Staring into your soul
Staring into your deepest desires
Staring into your liquid eyes in the sky
Of my life.

Moments that keep me alive
Moments that touch my life
Moments that I will always cherish
Moments that tell me that I will always
And forever remember you.
Moments only you and I could only share.
Moments...

Moments that we will remember
Until the day we pass into the mist of the other world
World of Paradise
Moments…

Grey Autumn Skies

13 more days until my 30th birthday. Time seems to always speed up when you start to get older. Every year the earth spins alittle faster for me. The days slip even faster and my time on the hourglass's sand of memories and time of the journey of life is swept away by the winds of the aging wearing winds of time. How I pray that one day I will not be swept away by the aging winds of time and space.

As I walk the path, I am met by many that have lost their paths in the forest of life and strayed into my journeys path. I help give them what they lost when they strayed off of the path. Such as hope, courage, self-esteem, and faith but there are many more things I do like mend like a taylor their hearts and souls as they are torn by ignorant people that do not understand them. I will continue to help others because my creator asks me too. I was given a gift to touch others with words and images that are given to me and I paint and bleed my soul into each page and canvas.

I hope you enjoy the poems below. Have a beautiful day.

Light in the Morning Mist

Awaking in the mist of life
To only see the light of one
One light within the beauty of brown
Brown that captures the essences of love

Love within the thoughts of life.
To only see the inner beauty of a beautiful soul
A soul of one that touches my heart of one

To only be touch with the finger
Of the one with the glitter of life
Life within her soul
Within her eyes

Those brown eyes of big beautiful soul felt love
Essences of memories with that one soul
One soul that she loves and feels
To grasp the beauty of love
Life that is felt by her hands

Her flower of pinkish thoughts
That contains the beauty of her brownish love
Making time freeze like a winters night
Silent as the first fall of snow in the romantic
Air of Winters wonderland
Crystal that shine with the life of god
To see her heart open
Lifting our soul and heart above
To be touched by the great sculptor of life

Captured within her eyes of brown
Brown as the ground below as fertile as the earth of green
Captured within the glitter of the essence of her soul.

As I shed a tear of joy to know she is a near
To fondly peer and adore the soul and being with the Big brown eyes capturing the glitter of life within her eyes.

Within the life of a tear
Before it moistens the earth below
As I will eternally await for the glitter within her eye
To capture my essence within her eye and heaven

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Past Reflections upon Tear drops of Rain

As I stood in the rain at the bus stop in the middle of the steady down pour of cold rain in my Trench and with out a umbrella waiting for the bus, I started to remember poems that I wrote last winter when I spent my Holidays alone at the end of the year. It was a cold year for me as in emotionally. My heart was a lone and I had not to many friends still the area they mostly all went back to where the originally came from before coming to work for the government in Washington DC. Please enjoy my thoughts and feelings here in words and in my thoughts. This is unpublish work here for you to enjoy and probably will not be published until I am long gone. You have all a nice and great rainy day.

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2. Forest of White

Crytals
Falling from the gray of the sky
Upon the feelings of my soul
As the day of Thanksgiving approachs
Approachs in minutes and hours
Upon the soul of the Earth and many of warm hearts

I peer in the forest of fallen leave
Of a time of Autumn
As the trees letting the leave of many
Many colors dance down upon the horizon of Mother earth
Mother Earth of love and feeling
Upon the soul and surface of the skin of beauty

Crystals of memories frozen in time
Of times of other winters
Winters that have been kept in my heart
My soul of loving flaming emotional feelings
Feelings of Moments that keep my alive
Alive to this day

I peer at each snow
Snow crystal
Carried by God’s breath upon the brisk winter’s night
A night of special memories
Of times of old and times of new
And times to come that will be captured in each crystal
Each crystal of my thought

As the crystals form the quilt of sleeping earth, I drift to
Sleep feeling the emotions that fill my head of the past.
A past that will always touch my heart
My soul.

As I am covered with the blankets of the snow
To remember my warm and caring times
Upon my heart and soul of thanksgiving
And a time of giving, warmth to others
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3. First Blankets of Winter

A light breeze crosses the bridge of my nose
Pondering the times of life. Feeling the essences
Of thought upon my thoughts
Knowing it was going to happen
Feeling the breeze coming to me

Familiar feelings of past memories captured in crystal
Captured in the fortress of my mind and heart
The chambers of my heart, soul and body
Knew before the wind stopped

Snowflakes fell upon my soul and heart
Bring my memories of special times
Times upon the eve of Thanksgiving Day
A day of time that I thank god
For the blessings that he gave me
Most important the ones that give me love and hope

Slipping for a moment the blackness of the sky turned gray
Gray as the mist of life that covers our future and not knowing
Knowing what is coming down the line
Then the small pieces that make the blanket for the earth

Then green slips away and falls and bleeds away out of sight
No more
No longer
A thin blanket for now
On the 23rd day of the eleventh month
Of 2005

As the blanket brings in the warming holidays
Of apple cider to Molted wine
To lovers cuddling in front
Of a wood burning fire place
To memories that will be remembered forever.
Forever with the first blanket of the season of winter

Winter of being with loved ones
To small moments in relationships that make it longer
Loving and dear to human memory
And feed the soul and spirit
Our spirits
Your spirits
My spirit
I will always remember the first blankets of Winter
As god covers the horizons and mountains of gray and blue

The first blankets of a day of thanksgiving in ones heart
Soul that gives to others for the Thanksgiving to your loved ones
And strangers alike

First Blanket of Winter
First Blanket of warm feelings
First Blanket of the Earth of Winter.
First Blanket.
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4. Blue Snow

Winds of Past
Cast shadows
Shadows upon the landscape
Dreamscape of reality to dream thought feelings
What do I give? What do I reveal to one soul?
How can I feel the thoughts of others?
Snow falls and I think of one.
Snow cast upon the cold
Steel where you can see yourself
See your thoughts and feelings of others
Reflecting upon the blue suns in the sky
Upon a face of human feelings

Blue Snow Blue Snow
Why have you cast yourself upon me?
What is in store for us upon the sand felt path?
Baby blue, navy blue, Sky blue
Thoughts I feel when I am alone
Color I am painted with upon my soul.

Blue feelings touch my heart
Touch my soul.
I watch the snow as I see a shade of blue
As I seat in a living room of not mine
I peer into the snow of the forest of life
As the trees of old cast a shadow of darkness
As I wrap my soul in memories of old
To struggle to cast beauty of thoughts to me
As the Snow slow
I fall into the waves of emotional blue
Blue into my thoughts
As the blanket of emotions cast
Me upon the shores of the sand man
As I fall into a state of sleep
Sleep as I fall.
Awaking for the eyes of blue.
Whispers Whispers of the blue snow





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5. Snow

Cold, brisk, vanishing
Cold as the wind cutting through me
Cutting through the barren trees
Trees of brown
Dressed in the garb of Mother Nature
The true color of Mother Nature of earth

Brisk as I feel the winds of the North
North cast upon my soul and spirit
My heart slows
Feels the cold brisk
Loneliness wrap around me as the snows
Snows come from the west and the fronts come from the North
As the winds of the south vanish away
Away into the snow capped mountains afar

Snow trapping thoughts of icy thoughts and feelings
I sleep as my feelings have become hidden now
No longer around
No longer visible to my thoughts

Season’s change
Now the winter of my life
As I slow
I feel nothing anymore
Only loneliness
What was love?
The snows cast doubt upon me

I wonder about all that I have experience
Was it real?
The Snows cover all my thoughts and events
Events of drastic change to me
To my soul
Snow, Snow, Snow
Where is my companion?
Snow I no longer see my path
The sand is missing and I think I walked
Walked off the wrong way.
Snow white and blinding
I feel you lord
There, I see the blinding love
Love of god
As I find my treks in the forest
As I fell asleep upon the bed
Bed of rose petals that god lay upon my soul
As I cast my soul to him and my faith
As I am lifted to a new level
Snow
A silent peace

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6. Glitter in the Blue

I peer
Peering into your horizon
Closely looking
Caught upon your soul
Within the field of glitter
Glitter in the sky
As I stare
As I marvel
Upon the beauty of life
In the sky
In your eyes
Center so dark but deep
Deep, So deep of thought
Beauty that you have to search
To get permission
From the owner of above
To touch the heart of a hidden angel
Angel of the snow
Angel of the winter that is cold and lonely
She gives comfort and the stars of the night
Stars that start within her field of emotions
Casting beauty and lighting your path
With her super novas
And North Star that marks your way
Your natural compass of love, life and friendship
As I get lost in your comforting blue field of beauty
Awakening with your suns within your deep blue
Blue eyes
Eyes of blue

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7. Sunrises of Thanksgiving

Moving Clouds
Clouds upon the horizon of Virginia
Forests of barren leaves
Brown and dead the forest
Sleeping it was
Sleep no more
The fingers of the light of god
God coming over the tips of the trees
Nude and asleep
Dancing leaves no more
Feel the brisk wind of the slip and dress of winter

Season of Christ
Bringing new birth to the Earth
To show the time that warmth
Warmth is not just found in the seasons
But cast upon the heart of the beat
Beat of ones heart
One that loves and comforts you
Upon your soul
Upon the write of a pen
To be touched by the eye of god
Warmth the sun gives
Like a kiss in the lips upon the night of lovers
To give warmth of love and heart
To show love upon ones soul
Upon the beauty of ones thought

As the creek flows through the soul of earth
One feels the beauty of the flow of love
From one to another
As the sun grows across the blue
Blue sky with clouds of streams
Pinkish-red paint my soul of love
Warmth with the Sunrise
Sunrise of love and beauty within
The Rays of the eye of god
A sunrise that lets me know that I live
Live one more day
To draw in the breath of god within my lungs
As I wake to the brisk winds of winter
To let me know to
Wake Up
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8. Winter Trees

Winter
Winter, uncovering the soul
Showing the warmth of soul
Of Heart
Of the eye that shows all
To listen to the heart

To feel the fingers of emotions of others
To feel the prints of her upon my soul
Knowing she is around
Around me
Wrapped in her emotions
Saying her thoughts
But touching quietly
Shadowy around my heart
Around my soul

The tree of winter
Showing the true soul of one
No mask
No leaves to hide the true image
The true heart and soul of one
As in the spring
As in the summer
With colorful dresses
Like the leaves upon the branches of one
Of one soul
Of one spirit
Of one thought

Deeper Winter brings people
People to the true them
During the Holidays
During Christ’s birth
To feel the cold
To see if you are loved
Or abandoned from society

Invited to feel warmth
To feel all
Or to feel none

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9. White Leaves

Dancing dancing
Celebrating the thoughts of family
Leaves no more
Festival of the leaves end

White of the crystals
Carried by the wind
Winds of gods breath
Harvested of apples
Apple cider
Of the grapes of the vine

Crushed
Squashed
Juices and nectar of the thoughts of life
Gods Nectar
Bottled
Matured and created
In bottles and corked
Sealed into the thoughts of the feelings
Of yesteryears

White
White White thoughts
Of white leaves dancing upon the thoughts of the season.
Season of the winter
Winter of white
Of fire places
Romance of ice skating

Touching my soul
Touching my spirit
My heart
Grasp the souls of others

White leaves of the holidays
Christmas
And the religious thoughts
Before the end
The end of the year
In a blanket of white
White thoughts of the soul

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10. Winter feelings

Where are you my star
I peer and feel you upon my soul
I feel your feelings and feel your heart afar
Who are you? Where are you?

I look upon the universe
To find her
As I peer through the snow
White and puffy with crystals
Like cotton of round balls
Balls of cotton from the heaven

As soft as the heart of Jesus
Feeling the thoughts and feelings of others
I ponder upon the super nova
Upon the feeling of the globe above

To feel the gravity of
Of the Moon of lovers dreams
To always feel their thoughts
To feel the hearts of others

I concentrate upon the universe
To feel the warmth through the cold of others
I feel the warmth rays of the sun
I try to understand my thoughts
My feelings
To understand my emotions

Of turbulent feelings that flow
Flow through my blood
What is going through my thoughts?

What am I feeling?
Oh heart of mine
The snow warms my thoughts
I feel all above to understand my heart
And soul

The snow buries my thought s and feelings
How I want to feel another around me at snow fall
Snow fall Snow fall
How I feel you upon my feelings.
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II. Remembering Italy 94

11. Villa of Clay

I stare
I paint
I think
I feel
I taste

Sunrise over olive groves
Olive virgin of the land of Pasta

Pizza of dough
Slices of Spheres of Mozz.
Beauty of the Rays of thought
How I remember Italy
How I love red

Red sauce
Of meat
Scattered Mushrooms

Seafood of Salmon
Mussels of shells
My life
My brush
Of Oxen hair
Paint the beauty of Assisi
Garlic sauce
Angel hair that touch
Touches my taste buds

How I sculpt the horizon blue
How I love the thoughts of Italy
Italy fills my thoughts and feelings
How I want to feel the warmth of the sunset
Tuscany touches me with the rays of god
I love the grass afar
I want to return to my beautiful studies
Afar Afar as the memory in my head

How I love the villa
Villa of beauty
Simplicity of love
Villa of 94
Clay of passed life
How I lived and was reborn there
In Italy’s womb
Villa of clay

Wilderness of Life

Good morning my fellow friends and fans. I hope you are having a beautiful start of my birth month that I turn 30 years old on October 24,2006. This poetry entry is a collection of poems that will be a section of my third book "Elements and the Seasons of Life's Journey". This section goes to my best friend Sean M. Clayton who is my dearest friend and has done so much for me over the time I had my destructive end of my marriage. If it was not for him I would of probably not survive it at all. He has been strong and has been a shining light in my period of darkness. My the light shine on his path and love be in his heart always. This collection of poetry is about our faith and how God has helped us both. Enjoy the entry. I only thought it was fitting to dedicate it to my best friend and the start of our Birth month.

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Garbs of My Faith

I am called three times
I feel the divine power
My father
Put my garbs of the armor of spiritual calling

I am your solider of Christ of your son
Touch me with the flame
Let me carry the Holy Spirit
You give to me

I love even when I am hated
I guide others lost in the green forest of life
To touch your thoughts
To feel your love
To be loved
To be touched

I wear the garbs
I hear the calls of the stray
To guide and to feel the sorrow
of others

To carry and disperse the demons of the legions
To cast out doubt To restore faith
To love; to be hated

I walk the thin line of heaven and hell
I will walk bare footed on pain and anguish
I will fall materially but I will rise spiritually
I will give the father's word and to put the souls
back on the path of the sandy beach of the oceans of life
To get to the light of our father above.

I will carry the cross
I will carry the son's cross and feel the passion upon me
To carry the garbs that protect me
I will carry the cross and wear the garbs of discipleship
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Stone to Faith

I feel your darkness
Your anguish as I stare
into your soul
as I feel your emotions of waterfalls

I walk the desert of sadness of life
I feel the regret of humanity
I touch the top of the apex of life

To led the guides of life to the lost
To the damned
To the un loved
To the depressed
The sick

I feel it
I am not afraid
I take and ask for nothing

Take my faith I have much
Take my hope I have plenty

I will take the stone my father made
and he will make faith out of it

Believe and do not sink in the waters of life
Blue as they can be
Do not be Blue as the water
You are a spirit and do not sink like the stone
Take the stone and turn it into faith

For the father carries you above the blue water
Above the sadness.

Believe in the one
Believe in the creator
Believe your faith is not a stone

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Touch of Sorrow

You stare at me
You ask for resolution
Our father guides you in prayer

You feel in your heart a volcano of
sorrow and emotion confusing
Your soul leds you to me

You are touched by me
You feel my soul
You feel my love
I am touched by you
You be come calm in the shadow of the
winter

As a pond with the ice of calmness
with a blanket of snowy love
You are touched by the Holy spirit from above
as I am a conduit and carrier

I am a shepard of life
To teach and guide
You to listen and learn
To feel the divine words of the lord
To be touched not by me but of what is unseen
To feel his presence to be touched by love

You to be loved
Feel him all around
Be touched all over

To understand all you have done
By one touch
Your sorrow gone like the winds of time

Begin a new path with
Faith
Joy
Love
dreams
be touched with the Holy Spirit
You are baptized by the waters of love.

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Unsown Heart

Broken hearts
Torn lives
Tortured souls

I heal, I feel, I listen
The father listens
The son listens
The Dove touches with the sacred fires of divine knowledge

Comfort as I sew your heart together
Your wounds are touched by the finger of god
You are healed with love
You are touched with the beauty of life

Walk with a clean heart
Be touched with the soul and purity of the word
Pray and be aware your prayer has been answered
Now learn and heal
Forget the sadness but the joy of life

Follow the light and feel no more the blue of life
But the red of passion and feed from it
Be touched with the royalty of purple garbs of
divine spirituality.
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Cast a Stone

Do I judge you?
Do you judge me?
I will only love you as my father
would love you

You can not be judged by me.
Only our father can judge you
Humanity has no right to judge
the living and the dead
As I walk the path, I will not
Judge you by the color of your skin
Or the creed of your religion

I will love from my heart
I will touch and calm from my soul
From my father
I will set you up your path to the light
of your father's mansion across the oceans of life
Upon the cliff of paradise

But you must go through the forest of green
You must pass and walk the beaches of sandy time
You must climb the stair of time to the cliff of paradise
You must fine the small path in the cliff to find the door of infinity

To find the path to your room in the mansion of
love, joy and excitement
No pain, No hatred, No lack of love
Meditate and feel the love
Feel it surround you all around.
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Shepards Oath

Lonely soul
Sacred soul
I walk with the sheep of the father
Life that is so fragile that the wolf can easily kill

Feel the beauty of the Shepard
As I suffer to take responsiblity of the errors of my sheep
Of my flock
I take the stray in from other flocks
Where the Shepard has lost his/her staff of divine spirit

I open the gates of god's kingdom with my staff
Of love and goodness
I give love where there is no love
I ask for nothing
I am pissed on and I wash the filth away
I walk the brimstone of hell for my sheep
I take the sins of my flock

I take the lashing and pain for the faults of others
The sin falls of me
They do not now better
I take my Oath of the shepard to my death
Which is my birth to pure love and emotional calmness

I am touched by the Flame
I walk with my sheep
I am baptized by the father
By the son
Empowered by the Holy spirit
I am the chosen to led my sheep to the divine
Lands of the Son and the Father

I carry all the crosses and guide against the demons all around
I will take the sin and I will die with the sin of my sheep

The Oath of the Shepard I have taken
The Oath
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My Rosary

My beads
My cords
I pray upon each bead to evoke my Father

I love I never hate
I pray for all that ask for prayer
I meditate upon the souls of other
Lives that ask to be protected by the Holy spirit
I fly with my wings of my soul
To blanket the unprotected

The undefended
I will take the arrows of sadness and sorrow
I will feel the hatred of my enemies that do not love
That hate so much.

My rosary I will pray the Hail Mary 30 time
30 times over I will
30 times over and over
for a life time
I pray for the souls I help

I pray to god I pray to you
My father, the son, and my power
that is given to me by the father

To be the vessel of the word of the lord
to educate to love to feel
To touch the souls of many
My rosary I pray
My rosary my conduit to my lord
the cord that connects me to my only true love
My rosary
My beads
My cross I carry
MY passion in this life.
My rosary
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I Feed

The words of my lord
I feed to the hungary
To give what I have alot of
My spirit and soul
My heart for all

I feed you my sheep
I led you into the light
You are hungary your souls are
To learn to feel the passages of what life
you should led you should feed on

Walk the path
Walk the son's footprints of over 2000 years
ago

Feel his love
Feel his father's love
Feel and be touched by the lord

You are carried when you are sick
You are carried when life is not good
You must cast your demons in to the flock of pigs
I will drive them into the sea
To be cleansed of the demons

I feed you my flock like the wheat in the field of heaven.
I feed you faith
I feed you hope
I feed you self-esteem
I feed you love
I feed you.

I believe in you
God believes in you
the Son believes
in you

Just believe in yourself.
Believe and Eat
Feed yourself.
Feed
I feed.

Stars in the Sky

Stars in the sky
Follow the light
Follow your destiny

The path has the footprints of his words
Follow
cast your doubts away
Cast your fears out into the sea

Walk upon the waters
Walk the path even when it leds to a cliff with no bridge
There is a bridge but you must believe
Do not doubt or you will fade
In to doubt
In to ignorance
In to hatred
In to pain

Follow the stars that eternally burn
Let your candle of faith light your path
Touch your soul
Touch your heart
Feel your pain

Follow the light
Follow your soul

Be a star in the sky
and enlighten your soul
Your Heart
Your being
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The Stranger

Not understanding
Wondering
Praying for so many years

One sunrise of the golden sun
Above the mountains of thought
A stranger enters your soul
Your gates of the Kingdom of God

He has the key upon his chest
You feel his energy spanning many miles
He is the answer to your question
Question of life

To be touched by the father
To walk once again with the son
To feel the energy of the dove
To feel the white of the dove
To feel the holy spirit of the souls of the pure

The angels walk upon your soul now
Angels that blanket and caress your heart
Your soul
Your being
You now walk with the son on the beaches of life and time
You walk the spiritual ways of life

Pray and Pray
God will protect you and your soul.
May god be with you always.
May god love you always.
May you love god always

The stranger now fades to help another
But to know the stranger is a hidden guardian
Angel that looks and feels like a human but is not
You only feel the Holy spirit within him.
That is the only thing different
Feel him upon you now.
As the stranger leave you with knowledge
Knowledge to keep your heart open

The stranger with gifts of love and passion of life
of the spiritual life god granted us all.

My life with the Spirit

I grapple with the essence that I am mortal
Flesh and bone
Flesh that can be torn in two
Bone that can be snapped in two
What my faith has taught me
Taught me that my faith can never be taken away
As long as I believe in God

God is the light and salvation to the world
Salvation to my life and thoughts
My life means nothing without the teachings of the lord
The lord is my father who created my soul
My being

I touch and they are healed and do not feel the sorrow
I feel the sorrow in my bones and thoughts
No science can explain it.
I fly with the stars in the night
Projecting to others in the night
comforting in the light of the moon

Traveling on the rays of the comets and falling stars
I touch others in the heart
Feeling there beats and their souls
I grasp my life to love others

I know my faith and destiny is to save others
I spread my wing but not in the sight of the human
I walk and talk like a human to save others
Only few see what I can do
Only feel what I can give

I walk hand in hand and step by step
With my god
My lord
My father
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I Feel your Pain

I hold your hand in my hands
I feel your pain through your eyes
You touch me with your guilt and sorrow
My heart beats and I feel the flow of your
Your illness of pain
I see all that you felt.

I scares on your heart
The sorrow in your thoughts
I take it all away with my hands

Now that are not as steady
They tremble with sorrow and grief
It feeds my past and demons that still haunt me
In my dreams; in my waking passing hours
I feel your heart and sorrow all around me.

You grab my guts and hang them on the wall
Your demons in the night feeds my demons
I lose it all over the field
I lose my dinner and become ill
Exorists loose it when they take other souls.
I take your pain and demons so you can cope with
them in time.

The pain runs down my spine through my thoughts
I am sunk in my feelings
I am saden to know my feelings
You grasp my soul my brothers and sister
For they have not made the step to fullfill there
destiny.

I awake in the morning and god has taken them away
but some stay with me all the way for the rest of my life
I cry to know the demons of the ones I help and
heal.

I feel your pain