Hill Of Glory:

The ring echoed into the spacious house,
I ran to the door with a hurry,
Yet when I opened the great big door,
I let out a huge fury,

The sight was invalid,
Not a soul was perched on the doorstep,
But there was a tiny ant marching away,
And slowly did it crept,

I slowly closed the big door,
And as it slammed shut,
It was caught on a string,
Beating against a solid rut,

As the rut was beaten down,
Not a smidgen was seen,
I walked on inside without a thought,
As I thought my intensions were clean,

The rut was dead,
Beaten to the pulp,
Yet I didn't seem to care much,
As I savored my lasting gulp,

The cold air crept in,
Alongside with the ant,
The air brushed up against my hair,
As the ant crawled onto my pants,

The air made it lose it's way,
Every turn was suicidal,
It took left then a right,
Yet the way was only sidle,

It slowed to a stop,
Waiting until the cool wind would stop,
Yet it washed the any up,
The evidence was taken with a mop,

My fury was dismayed,
My nerves had subsided,
Yet the cool air was close behind,
In which it had collided,

The cool morning was young,
But the frost bitten air did it's toll,
So I bite my raspy tongue,
And awaited the day I could be again be whole.

Pink Visage:

The pink leaves fell to the mighty ground,
My thought further than the lonely mountains,
The pond rippling with excitement,
My eyes weren't seekers of a fountain,

My fortress greatly tall,
The trees whispered secrets to one another,
Yet as I leaned over the firm warm railing,
I was courageous as Cain's brother,

My life flew before my glittering eyes,
The past flying through my present,
My future's story still unsung,
And I dared not to lament,

As I heard footsteps behind me,
The beautiful sight overwhelming,
I had no fear to my skin,
Because He was doing my helming,

The leaves were as pink as can be,
The colors powerful to the naked eye,
They stood still for all to see,
And not one of them were of fake dye,

The rippling pond was steadfast,
Still as the after storm,
I felt it brush up against my sockless toes,
Yet it was perfectly warm,

The trees were bunched together as comrades,
A single line marching towards it's lone army,
It was excessive to a point,
Yet even you wouldn't call it smarmy,

But as I finally turned to see my approacher,
My life stood still,
My heart had not a single beat,
And my skin was given a calm chill,

You stood there still,
Yet I prayed and awaited anew,
My disbelief was thrown into the wind,
Because the beautiful sight was you.

Green Lit Birth:

The green arms wrapped around the dark night sky,
The birds asleep in their nests,
Life was pleasant and beautiful,
Yet you wouldn't have guessed,

The mountains roaming the lands,
The peaks overshadowing the lake,
You held onto a pad and wondered,
You knew all that was at stake,

Your thoughts alike the hiding trees,
Reserved and not flown,
Yet you never knew the reality,
That in this you weren't alone,

The arms wrapped your sadness with a bow,
Tidying your mistakes with a dress,
Yet you threw it all away,
All for an unwanted mess,

The sky beautiful beyond compare,
Some unseeing this majestic sight,
You alone were the only one,
You could not see the light.

Commy:

The spark gratifying,
The moonlight piercing,
The owls letting out a hoot,
And the starlight dancing,

A comet's tail shown across the sky,
Burying it's past passed it's mind,
The stars it's only company,
Preciously one of a kind,

It flew into the atmosphere,
Holding onto it's slim chance at life,
Cutting through the sky with ease,
Hiding the dagger of a knife,

The comet crashed upon the ground,
Beaten and torn,
Holding it's own ravaging in pain,
Wishing that it had never been born,

The scars showing through his bands,
He came to me with a thought,
Yet he told me a lie,
That he had forgot,

The pain excruciating,
The blood overflowing,
The stars showing bright,
Holding it's gentle glowing,

I sat him down,
He awaited this sad story,
But I told him swiftly,
You can't just be thrown into the sea,

Because everybody has scars,
Which to me each tells a story,
But if you can't tell me all of mine,
Then you don't know me.

A Chilled Bark:

The raging tides were motionless,
The crashing waves were beyond still,
The sun shimmied through the clouds,
And the trees sat patiently on the hill,

The sun sparkled off the river,
Bending through time without a sound,
Every touch was warm,
Which in turn melted the very ground,

The trees stood pat,
Unwanting any fowl play,
Was as stubborn as a mule,
And hard as clay,

The river flowed peacefully,
Did so without a whimper,
Took every moment in stride,
Every pain soon became a whisper,

I sat there quietly,
Back against the frosty tree,
Imagining a world without pain,
But no one would sit next to me,

My back chilled mightily,
But my heart soft,
I sat there still,
My mind was aloft,

I heard a faint sounds behind me,
A branch cracked under Their mighty weight,
Yet I didn't see a soul,
Which I thought I couldn't see straight,

The Man invisible to my eyes,
Yet I felt Him near,
His comfort was real,
And His voice I soon began to hear,

My mission wasn't done,
My end was written afar,
I felt the burden lifted greatly,
Which was much heavier than tar,

My mind cracked the ice,
And I followed the sun led river,
The sun heated my chilled face,
Which I knew then that He'd soon deliver.

Hark's War:

An army stood at the edge of the hill,
Preparing for a coming battle,
Sharpening their blades,
Herding you around like cattle,

Their muskets primed and ready,
Their cannons sought an eruption,
Whittling their arrows to a point,
Holding onto the faint corruption,

I stood alone,
Without a blade,
Not even my shadow had my back,
Which hid shivering in the shade,

I stood alone,
Ready to take the force at hand,
To reclaim your pride and joy,
To reclaim the land,

The battle would soon be dismayed,
Yet they did their little dance,
Spears flew on the cold raspy air,
But in reality they had no chance.

Lost:

The dark night spent chasing after the sun,
Following the slow moving clouds,
The rain masking your only escape,
Acting as the contemporary shroud,

The search was narrow and bleak,
The heart marked with it's last breath,
Holding you into your own solitude,
Leaving bread crumbs to your nest,

One by one the road gets darker,
Yet you walk on knowing the hope,
You fight the destruction's grasp,
While finding your only ways to cope,

The narrow and bleak's search was lost,
Yet you walked until your feet bled,
The crowd went home without a thought,
Yet you fought on instead.

Heaven's Delight:

The bursting ball making it's way across the sky,
The night thrown into it's own dungeon,
The clouds policing it's uncivil warrior,
The battle nearing to be won,

The fiery sky shown across your face,
The troubled look gave sight to the weary,
You fought off the many temptations,
And say there staring off into the deep blue sea,

The oils dripping off the well lit canvas,
The ripples shimmering through your veins,
You held it back with all of your strength,
And then finally slapped on the chains,

The sun gave you another day to start anew,
To make things right,
To be the seer of good,
And to walk again amongst the light.

Winter's Descent:

The winter gave it's last farewells,
Spring was just around the corner,
The ground shivering with excitement,
The trees waving beyond any measure,

The sky was blank as paper,
The clouds filled it's face,
They ran along hoping to find the end,
But could not keep up their pace,

The sea waved back to the trees,
Hoping to hear a relieving world,
Yet silence was the only key,
And the water became whirled,

The boats rocked past the stars,
The moon watched with disbelief,
It feared a worse day coming,
And fell into a deep grief,

Yet when it's twin came to life,
The sea was calm and pleasant,
The boats sat by the shore,
And awaited their long needed present,

Your face glowed in the sunlight,
Magnificent was the only word,
My words came fluid and clean,
And all of my tongue was heard,

The night ended with a longing,
Yet our day had begun anew,
My light shined brightly,
And that light was you.

Autumn's Renewal:

The hushing sounds of leaves hitting my pavement,
Being whisked away in their own little dance,
They swung with the wind,
And never gave up on their stance,

Their happiness was unseen to the autumn,
As they spinningly fell to their once thought doom,
They carried on without a thought,
While you got out your broom,

You swept up their smiles,
They spun into the air,
They fought back bravely,
But you thought that they didn't care,

You fought until the end,
Sweeping until you were finally glad,
But your one missed leaf,
Became very sad.

Star Of The Show:

This girl seemed pretty rad,
Her hair flown into the night air,
She kept me from the tumbling sad,
Because she did actually care,

Her name pinned to my chest,
Her beauty shinning brightly into my eyes,
She had always given me her best,
Even when she gave a hundred tries,

I had finally seen her face,
Which had laid underneath her darkened smooth hair,
Her beauty not given into waste,
For she knitted her heart onto a tiny prayer,

She awaited her frightful answer,
Unknowing how her heart will fare,
So she became a knowing dancer,
Saying that her heart wasn't to be shared,

It pumped slowly within her skin,
Barely whispering her name,
She committed her own grieving sin,
And no one else was to blame.

Air Robber:

As the dark night crept over the sky,
A faint whisper was heard throughout the land,
It barely caught sight within the wind,
And was firmly placed upon my hand,

The word was cool and concise,
It was held at the end of any tongue,
Yet we never quite understood all what was said,
And begged for it to again be sung,

My ears pulled back from the raspy wind,
It bested the trees waving side to side,
Smashing against the glass and houses,
Flinging back and forth until they collide,

As the wind died down,
And the trees sighed a relief,
The house pulled the shingles back together,
The wind was caught being the thief.

Flash Of Greatness:

The night nipping at my heels,
The cold air filling my chest,
A disturbance growing swiftly,
Folding into a big great mess,

The night black with tears,
And the rain poured onto my sleeves,
Thunderbolts flashing in the dim sky,
And brought comfort on the Eve,

Heaven opened it's skies,
And Hell was swallowed with great fear,
Laughter was heard throughout the night,
And never once was another tear,

A vengeance was unused,
The love of great weight,
The night once again will cool,
And become something great.

Pete:

The frosty winter still,
The sky bleeding for all to see,
The trees purely white,
Which sat next to the bank safely,

The clouds covered most of the pain,
Yet could not mask the truth,
That it's time was coming near,
It was far passed it's wondrous youth,

Pete saw his reflection thoroughly,
Yet could not make it all out,
His screams masked by the chilly air,
No one had heard his bloodied shout,

His hope was with the wind,
He had grouped with the others,
They stood fast near him,
And called him their brother,

His bleak was demised,
His hope restored,
Yet his search continued on,
For his lovely board.

Vicky The Con:

The days go by without a whisper,
The sun slowly glimmering wildly,
You poured your skin onto the ground,
Alike the rush of a thousand seas,

You were a convict being chased,
Or the pursuing agents,
Following the trouble seer,
Or running from a sweet gent,

Always two steps ahead,
Or always two steps back,
I was either an invisible man,
Or hiding in a shack,

You fell from the sky,
With an immaculate grace,
Trouble would come and go,
But not before they emptied their case.

The Fog:

The year had finally begun,
And there were a mere ton,
It was to start afresh,
To take in all of the many treasures,

My future all mapped,
And the devil viciously snapped,
Yet my love and I meshed,
Happiness was beyond any measure,

I await that clear crisp bright day,
Slowly approaching it's new way,
I felt your loving embrace,
And smiled into the foggy haze,

Our love pure of heart,
Yet we still wait for our start,
And as I stared at your beautiful face,
I fell into a longing gaze.

Jack Of Tirades:

My unsteady feet gave way,
And Jack gave a hearty bellow,
Yet I stayed straight up,
And he was then quite yellow,

For my pain was quite dear,
And he begged for an encore,
Yet I learned well my first go,
And I was still quite sore,

My pride taken to the ground,
And my head still held up high,
Yet he got his lasting laugh,
When I almost got to see the sky,

My mind firmly holding on a deep rest,
And I saw the dreams were coming near,
I took the day into strides,
And fought away the pesky mirror.

Slithery Sun:

The sturdy oak standing firm,
It's roots flowing freely underneath,
Sheltering it away from the wolves,
And their very sharp teeth,

The sun soothingly calm,
Wrapping it's arms around,
Holding the tree gently,
The tree soaking into the ground,

The dead limbs quiet,
The beauty had hidden in fear,
Afraid of the white evil that will come,
Always holding back the unwanted tear,

The sun comforting,
Holding it's fears at bay,
Reassuring the gleeful freedom,
Encouraging in every way,

As the tree was relaxed,
Fully sure and glad,
It had found it's final home,
And no reason to be mad.

Lily:

The sun rifling through the dim lit sky,

The mountains burning along with the rest,

The tree calm as the rainbowed pond,

The pads colorfully laying in their nest,

As the fire spread across the crowd,

Lily was on fire with uncontested rage,

Never seeing her promising bright future,

Unable to turn the next eventful page,

Her day was gone along with the sun,

Praying to see the blinking bright stars,

Her lids falling with the bursting ball of fire,

And she begun to see her dried up scars,

She flowed with the quick clouds,

Dancing with the breezy wind,

The orange glow warmed her green tinted skin,

And her life was slowly being thinned,

As her eyes were close to done,

She saw the sun give a radiantly jump,

The beauty was more than enough,

It had ended her long lasting slump.

The Dark Night:

The cat was as dark as night,
Much keener within it's sight,
He purrs with all of his own might,
While awaiting for the sun to be alight,

As he sat there all bright,
Unaware to his own right,
He approached a man with his kite,
Only to find him fishing by the sea,

He saw the fish give a fight,
Then took it's wings upon flight,
As he let the man be,
He noticed the fish flapping by the tree,

It slowly made it's way with fright,
As the fish was almost free,
The cat stepped on it's knee,
And then it would give out a sobbing plea,

As the fish tried it's best to flee,
The cat would never agree,
But the man saw and gave out a decree,
And blistered the cat to a degree.

Bubbly Delight:

The quiet still night,
The whispers hushed,
The noise silenced,
It's dreams desperately crushed,


The birds purged,
The chirping muted,
The mouths moving freely,
Yet the words were never executed,


The clouds erupting in the sky,
A thunderbolt torn through,
The tears shed briefly,
All the happiness would soon be due,


The basking torrid skies,
The sun bursting the clouds,
The day exploding with glee,
And no need for a shroud.

Tortuous Dream:

The coursing veins beating heavy,

The cold heart frozen to the touch,

The anger melting on sight,

Yet he was holding back very much,

The caged dog let out.

It tore through the yard with great fashion,

They key was found underneath the shack,

And you would soon see a great passion,

The veins popping out,

Boiling underneath his own skin,

Yet his expression was cool, calm,

Mirror of what was going on within,

His thoughts ran torrid into his mind,

Evil was spread from side to side,

His heartbeat stood fast,

And soon they both would collide,

By the end of the day,

His mind was eased comfortably,

His temper was existing upon dreams,

And not for all to see.

Unfinished Business:

Our minds still a the night,
The stars hanging briefly overhead,
The moon piercing into our hearts,
And the tears were slowly being shed,

A cool breeze flowed through our hair,
Our faces still and very cool,
But your eyes were a delight,
Precious as a glimmering jewel,

Your skin silky smooth,
The goosebumps rises up towards me,
And as my koala of fingers begin to walk,
I would stop and let you be,

The background lighting beautiful,
Yet my view was immensely more gorgeous,
Your hair being tossed into the wind,
And so was our way to flourish,

My dream began to fade,
And the hope had diminished,
Yet the hope still lingered,
Because He's not finished.

Field Of Stories:

An empty field settling,
The rats patiently waiting,
The sun shinning brightly,
And the birds start their debating,

The green grass swaying,
Hugging their neighbors with delight,
The flock slowly making way,
And it felt so right,

As the mounds were being built,
Pain toppled over each other,
The bright sun still shown,
Uncaving against it's own brother,

A seed fell from the sky,
Hitting without making a sound,
It laid there motionless,
And sank slowly into the ground,

The days drug by,
It's life long and hard,
My angel growing from the ground up,
And the pain was becoming scarred,

Long gone from the torture,
The barrier reef grew so fast,
And as I held my shield up,
I knew it would finally last.

CrossRoads:

As he laid there motionless,
Taking in his moment of laziness,
He sprawled his beaten legs out,
And his pain had begun to pout,

The lively branch took a firm hold,
Keeping him relaxed on his bed,
Making him believe he was insured,
While patting him on his head,

The leaves had begun to form a grin,
Holding back it's monstrous laugh,
Smiling from ear to ear,
Just to be shown in their photograph,

The man unaware,
Content as could be,
But one day he was caught in thought,
And saw what that it was a dead tree,

He couldn't shake the evil oak,
Cackling away in the night air,
His head laid on his lap,
Unwishing to always be square,

His hope had reached the line,
It saw it's defenses low,
The gasoline was then poured,
And the match was let go.

Mindless Wretch:

The mind racing onwards,
My heart calm as the night,
The silent breeze whispering to the leaves,
My eyes dancing more than the sight,

The leaves beating up against the walls,
Hugging dearly for it's life,
Not wanting to meet it's bitter end,
Or to ever see the afterlife,

The leaf sputtered then fell,
Slowly making it's way to the ground,
Weaving it's body to survive,
But following its only sound,

As I breathed a sigh of relief,
For my night has taken shape,
A sudden change altered my mind,
My arm had a piece of the beautiful landscape,

The lonely leaf taking abode,
Finding it's way onto my skin,
The shock took me back in time,
And all I could do is grin.

Warhead Of Jello:

The night calm,
Birds silent in the trees,
The air whispering sharp words,
Yet flowing calmly in the breeze,

My question echoed throughout the night,
Ringing within my bleeding ears,
My friends hung close behind,
Yet were unaware of my pouring tears,

The question was unanswerable at first,
Impossible to the human touch,
My mind shaking with fear,
Yet the realization finally became clutch,

My answer was already given,
Or maybe within my sights,
My loneliness a blessing to a bleeding heart,
Yet you had begged me to see your light,

You saw my answer as a fellow,
My question was answered years ago,
It floating in the cool crisp air,
Yet you had thought out the ending of my show,

It wouldn't end how you wanted,
My question a misquoted thought,
Was thrown into a misconception,
But right now it was finally caught.

Ship Wrecked:

I see you taking my eyes,
You felt my beating heart,
You tasted the bright sight,
Yet your soul is apart,

Your lonely charades,
A temple slowly being rebuilt,
I began to overdose,
My heart was thoroughly spilt,

I questioned myself,
Worst of all I questioned my life,
Who could throw away such a beauty,
In this tortuous world of strife,

I've questioned God Himself,
Our love hiding but never lost,
But His answer teaching,
But is it worth the cost,

Time spent her cruel trick,
Hiding deep within the shadows,
Masked away in the flower bed,
Withering in the cold until it froze,

As my heart was hanging low,
Awaiting the true Answer,
I stayed my course,
Even if it would bring me a cancer.

Flying Under Colors:

As the day's gate begun to close,
The waves tossing at the bay,
The deep sea trouncing our souls,
Taking my graze away from the fray,

Sun blazing on the horizon,
The sky deep with red,
Bodies piled into the boats,
I never heard what they said,

Their voices trompled by the bleak,
The beautiful sunset pounced into the night,
The sky darkened until consumed,
Yet it was still a majestic sight,

As the fray continued it's march,
Into the deep blue sea,
My gaze frozen into time,
For I had seen a great beauty,

A smile hazed,
A mind at ease,
I heard your heart,
buzzing alike the bees,

Your soul taking flight,
Holding the light's past,
The fray faulters into a frinzy,
Yet you were steadfast,

Your hand great,
Your might straight,
All I could muster passed,
And you were sailing under our great mast.

Bleh With Bacon:

The slow moving van,
The night sky slowly passes over,
A threat enters the night,
Passing me by as a clover,

A soreness awakens,
Taking over my helpless body,
My voice took over,
Being controlled by the evil sea,

A ship wreck near the coast,
My mates swim ashore quite safe,
Their scars invisible to the eye,
So is their story on my bookcase,

My the raspy willow floats closer to shore,
It comes to rest upon the coast,
It's travel over and complete,
A moment was spared to watch it boast.

Crow's Feeties:

A bright red sky shining down,
The crow pecking at my feet,
I crashed unto a brick wall,
Unmoved from the driver's seat,

As I saw another in a wedding gown,
My life's sight begun to drift,
My eyes searching across the globe,
Yet the gears would not shift,

I had found one day this sight,
Yet was mysterious in it's wake,
I had fallen deeply down,
And now had begun to awake,

As I awaited your call,
I sat there on the edge of my seat,
Yet the phone did not ring,
Nor did my heart skip a beat,

I stood fast with my wall,
But it came crashing downwards,
I fell into a bottomless pit,
My flesh being pecked away by the birds,

My fall came to a bitter close,
I laid there unable to rise,
My muscles aching,
Unable to show a surprise,

My torn life shown into my eyes,
The sight seemingly unbearable,
Yet I saw into my future,
And saw my body was repairable,

My heart intact,
My soul shining through the night sky,
I rose from my slumber of a sleep,
And had grown to fly,

Away I went,
Reaching near the top,
The light so bright,
Yet I dared not to stop.

You Elephant Snake!:

The sun hiding on the horizon,
Waiting patiently to appear,
A faint light shown through,
A sparkle gave the sky a tear,

My heart was severe,
Yet beating as it may,
My body became strengthened,
You'd never know what to say,

As the sun forgot the day,
And the sun slowly slipped into the black,
My heart was already one,
It was always intact,

The night began to slack,
A faint light was all to see,
My heart had skipped a beat,
Yet she was still hidden from me,

I saw the waves crash throughout the sea,
I knew one day I'd be blessed,
That life would sparkle alight,
And all she'd need to do is say yes.

Ramping Up:

A busy street,
A packed harbor,
The sky ever changing,
Witnessing all of our labour,

The light ever so far away,
Our hope hanging on a street lamp,
Our minds become the cars,
Which begin to race down the long ramp,

The days long,
Our lives short,
The Gate always open,
Reconciling our fixation to abort,

Our lives filled with many colors,
None more stronger than a smile,
Which changes any Raven,
Into a beautiful flooring tile.