between

 

does she dance

quietly in the shadows

of her dreams

and

with sand between her toes

 

lost eyes walk

behind the blood

in her tears

as years cross

timeless,

her beliefs in Ö

 

will she dance

the colors of her soul

free

in all the beauty

that is she.

 

dance woman dance.

 

                             - jude


 

in the light

 

eyes in the night

what is lost

what is right

colors

they dance in the black

 

child is a woman torn

woman

is a dance of light

the child wears

as a coat

dyed

with the colors

she

dares

to believe in.

 

sweet echo of birth,

earth magic

marks

the sunrise

where

all moments

begin again,

where all women

bleed truth,

where

she dares

to dance in the light.

 

                          - jude   


 

winter sins

 

walk my broken years

back across the sand

wind carved free

sweat in my eyes

and

i canít see

 

do you believe in me?

 

cold wind

bleeds across

all my winter sins

the unfrozen river

calls to me

itís words

an oceanís rain,

falls to me

calling my soul away.

 

if only

i could cry me a river

if only your voice remained.

 

                                   - jude  

 

 

just keep dancing

 

lost in a mirror

star dreams

on a night stage.

before

broken songs

i just continue

to dance

while

my blood shatters

across a lost stain

 

                              - jude  


 

cold cold world

 

in the night

the deep deep night

do i dance

where mirror images

are lost within

 

i bleed across

the shattered hopes

the ice reflections

 

would you

that a child

might live,

without seeing their eyes

without hearing their cries

 

black in light

am i wandering

in dreams

where only

shadows dance

 

oh,

this cold cold world

of chance

 

i see their eyes

i hear their cries

that a child

might live,

would iÖ

 

                   - jude   


 

seasons new

 

butterfly scars

tattoo my eyes

oh, the years

have torn me so

shadows cry

i sigh

water tears

into the river near

for time believes not

where the blood flows

 

but winter blues

carry

seasons new

and statues

left carved in my soul

forever grow

 

do you know

still

that mirror true

youíre beautiful.

 

                  - jude   

 

 

too young

 

a moment of

close dancing,

she broke my heart

and taught my soul

how to cry.

 

sweet love

i learned to say

good-bye

as i watched

the whispers of butterflies

carry her away.

 

because we were

walking    just past

the shadows of childhood

there was only silence

she would dare to hear,

the emptiness

it was clear

 

sweet love

in a moment of

close dancing.

 

                  - jude 




of j. beckett connelly

 

touched by the wings

of an artistís soul

to breathe

of the wind

where dreams

believe,

fly child fly.

 

seasons

they come and go,

where whispers murphy,

if a soul

can bleed free

may thee

walk so

upon

the path of dreams and sight.

 

                                      - jude 

 

 

our children bleed

 

of your dark continent dreams

carved from your african souls

you bleed as we bleed

you want as we want

you hope as we hope

and yes

you love as we love

so why

do our eyes not see

past the lions

past the trees

past the eternal wars

and genocide

to your children

to the children

as they die

in hunger, in rape

hopeless

with no escape.

we must dare to bleed

dare to want, hope and love

these children

for they are ours

and even when

we wonít see

still they bleed

still they die,

 

we must dare to believe

that seeing is the beginning of reason

that god,

only lives in our eyes.

 

                           - jude


 

sweet long dance

 

brooklyn bridge dreams

under the wash

of a clean spring rain,

love

where a girl

found a warm hand

to hold

in the loving eyes

of a young man.

in his arms

she felt her soul

become eternal

in a long dance

she danced deeply

 

and god smiled

 

in a rage of life

turned a woman

soft and beautiful

sane and not

all in her love

leaving nothing forgotten

nothing lost

bleeding

believing

sharing

so sweet her fingerprints

and so hard.

her free irish heart

beat to the rhythm of

the never ending dance,

 

and still she dances

there,

in her brooklyn bridge dreams

there

where god smiles

 

                               - jude   


 

just the earth

 

i walk my dreams

i dance the sky

with no reason to believe

with no reason to try

deep

where butterflies whisper

long

within the shadows

of tomorrow

of color

i watch

as the children pass

i bleed

as the children die,

cold african winds

they burn my soul.

oh where

do the dying children go

no heaven, no hell

just the earth

on which we all dwell.

 

                              - jude     

 

 

long time

 

long time

believing

water free

across my soul

central park (nyc)

dreaming

where a girl

wouldnít go

even music

couldnít sew her eyes

across my sighs

long time

rambling

water free

across my soul

loving all the girls

wherever they go

how sweetly they grow

long time

dancing

across the dreams

within the silence

where a girl

almost

holds me still

long time believing

on a road

bleeding

my fingerprints freeÖ

                              - jude

 

 

long highway blues

 

highway dancing

during a long day

of running

my thumb,

carrying me nowhere

grew tired,

a sunset and beauty

carved the sky

her eyes and hair

a tattoo upon my soul

wouldnít let go

i had nowhere to run

and so,

highway dancing

and nowhere

to call home.

walking the long black road

alone

believing in her eyes

while dancing

my sighs

free,

just dancing

until the butterflies dare

to walk the road i dream,

a tattoo upon my soul.

                                        - jude


 

still walking  for antje

 

still walking

those shadow carved streets

music in her hand

music awakening her soul

alone

where does she go

 

girl canít run home

 

her songs,

longing paints her sighs

in harmony

across the sky,

oh! Shadow girl

where have you been

does she believe

in who she sees

across,

within the mirror

of her words

sung

deeply

 

girl canít run home

 

and will she be walking

still walking

when they start seeing

when she starts believing

 

girl canít run home

                                           - jude   


 

wishing well for jen M.

 

she dances

across the edge

of the well of dreams

carrying wishes

as the light in her eyes

 

sweet dream dancer

the wind

whispers across

the silence of her words

in rhythm

to her soulís breath

 

she dances

                                  - jude  

 

 

sweet jazz for Lauren

 

young girl eyes

they carry water

easily

back to the sea,

dares she

cross beach sand

on a cloudy day

wind in her hair

oh, her sighs

they stare

from deep inside

 

as the boys watch

her pass,

an echo whispers

a sweet jazz horn

blows rhythm clear

on the breath

of her hair near

 

music,

a young girlís tries

ripples

free to the waterís edge

like a sweet jazz horn

where the wind blows warm

                                                  - jude

 


just lost

 

i feel autumn

a wet wind

on my skin

but itís an early

june day

and quiet

too much quiet

resting upon my soul.

not quite dying

and nowhere to go

i donít know

i just donít know,

when your body

fails you

you feel autumn

calling on winter

and slow.

oh,

if only the chance

to dance my life away,

to feel the lonely road

carrying my thumb free,

nowhere to be

 

just lost in a seasonís turn.

                                                  - jude 


 

shadow call

 

shadow on a river

wind on the water

carving waves

blue sky

clouds water my eyes

i dream

your sighs

broke my heart

just yesterday,

and so many years ago

i know

sweet, sweet shadow call

                                                  -   jude

 

 

sing

 

caught in the shadows

of your window dreams

where does your soul dance

 

a soft rain does whisper

across a song

where a woman longs

a child within belongs

across a song

 

sing

for the earth believes

dance

for the moon

shins your heart free

believe

for a poet sees you

 

sing

                     - jude  

 


untitled

 

long dream

dancing death

I mean

water,

she calls me

to her deep

not to die

just to sleep

there

where the mermaids weep.

                                            - jude  


 

softly

 

dance me softly

dream me deeply

if you remember

 

a broken mirror

just a piece,

I hold

never just

a memory

 

long distance

ocean water

calling

believing

falling

 

dancing softly

where

yesterday

still believes.

                                - jude  

 


just wonít die

 

the ocean

does it believe

in my sighs

or dreams,

east wind

blows my sins free

lovers are on

my mind,

an aging soul

dares to wonder still

as he bleeds

the evening sky,

colors

all my shattered

tries,

if

a man

just wonít die.

                                   - jude     

 

 

desert mirrors

 

desert mirrors

carry the dreams

of greedy men

painted with

the symbols of

whose god

carry the tears

sand dried tears

of children

those without years

carry the truth

no god

would dare to believe

in

these men

these broken mirror men

anymore,

god only cries

for the children

lost as blown sand

upon these

desert mirrors

                                       - jude   


 

carries our sin

 

dare we

carve the names

of our children

upon the skin

of our souls

 

dancing in the light

of our

godís eyes

itís more then our beliefs

that carry truth

 

dare we

lay down our lives

that the child may live

 

dancing in the night

where shadows donít cast

blood on our hands

when the breath of children

falls to silence,

is this supper

their last

 

sand in the wind

carries our sin

across the shadows

where our gods

never see.

 

dancing in the silence

do your tears

fall

or even bleed

for when itís

the children of our enemy

can our blood not believe

 

dare we

carve the names

of their children

upon the skin

of our souls.

                                      - jude   

 

 

so my country!

 

I bleed

across the silence

of time

wearing my soul

tired across the rhyme

of my dreams,

where

lies the sweet hope

of possibility

 

I rage

against

the too human greedís

that are the walls

a gluttony of faces,

fingers always wanting more

scraping upon the windows

of my life,

 

a society broken

carrying too many

eyes without tears

has carved its traces

upon

not manís dreams

but,

just his fears

 

I rage against

this empty life

which paints as shadows

upon the colors

of my countryís tries.

                            - jude

 

 


in blue

 

in the shadow of his eyes

the cries of birth

bleeds water

walks

all his tomorrowís free

as a woman sleeps

across his dreams

where love believes

moments are born

 

a child in a dragon dream

a wind cries

seasons turn

when a warm deep moon

in blue

believes

a woman conceives,

 

so whisper the trees

when the wind calls

and seeds fall

when a warm deep moon

in blue.

                                   - jude  

 


sweet chance

 

water knows her name,

when a shadow

casts

a moment

upon a passing cloud

and the moon

bleeds

itís light free

 

itís a dance

of sweet chance

who

believes in her

 

beautiful woman

                         - jude 


 

carry me

 

where death bleeds

I concede

belief falls to ancient dreams

cold winds

blows free

my summer sins

and again I begin

to chase those

river shadows

 

just to sail away

so yearns my

soul

where might I dare to

believe,      once again

for in age and death

I perceive

the ever costs of

delusion

illusion

exclusion,

I watch

a world where

our children die

still too easily

I miss lovers

that never were

quite

oh, carry me river

carry me into the

sweet flames of autumn

carry me,

into time

the eternal rhyme.

                             - jude     

 

 

please cry, my country!

 

do you cry

when the men

too young

when your soldiers

die,

oh, my country

again

is it only the mothers

and wives

is it only the children

who carry the tears

 

did America almost

find itís soul

lost so long ago

in a land called

viet-nam

 

just untested fathers

and their dreams of war

spending their children

like plastic soldiers

dropped upon the floor

 

please cry my country

for you lose your soul

when,

you send your children

to die with honor

honor that is still

not your own.

                               - jude   

 

 

if

 

what dreams

lie silent

lost

within the layers

of a shattered soul

 

what dreams dare to believe

when

a riverís tears

carry lost fingertips

across

a cloudís

shadow of light

 

ifÖ

                     - jude


 

warm rain

 

does she

still dance

across the silence

where between moments

a soul dared to believe

does she ,    yet

dream

in the hidden light

where shadows call

and ice falls

as warm rain

 

within closed eyes

does she still

in her dreams

fly

 

a woman is born

of a child

to live forever

so in light

so in beauty

                 - jude 

 

longer roads

 

no time left to believe

to bleed

or even to concede

to the voices of rhyme,

autumn tears

color the rivers

where still I dance

my soul

upon the chance of

dreams

ancient,

left carved

on the backstreets of

my youth

where a child bled

the blood of truth.

 

oh, those lonely streets

and sweet long retreats

down longer roads.

 

no time,         just rhyme.

 

                                - jude

 


a long way

 

carve me a shadow

painting my feet

walking down

NYC concrete

sweet late night backstreets

 

cold blows deep

where the wind

paints across the stage

of my defeat,

I was a man

living in a child torn

 

carve me a shadow

where still

dared I to believe,

dancing ever quiet

within the rhythm of echoes,

echoes of feet moving

 

shadows of night

shadows of clouds

shadows of light

a long way

to dreaming

wind blown perceiving

 

carve me a shadow

painting my feet

walking down

the long concrete highways

of America

sweet late night moon,

carving me a shadow

where still,

I dared to believe

 

dancing the rhythm

across the echoes

of

my moving feet,

a long way

to believing!

 

                           - jude   

 


 

beautiful girl Ė for mary jo

 

it is simple to believe

beautiful girl,

that she

dances upon the

breath of angels

still,

as a shadow of light

painting

her loves

with deep

seeing eyes,

and her silent sighs

so full,

lives

so alive

in her echoes,

as beauty never dies,

so do angels never

cry!,

 

beautiful girlÖ

 

                       - jude  

 


heavenís star

 

in the long

evening silence

of a childís dreams,

when a snow falls

to water calls

upon a glass window pane

held by ancient wood

carved free,

a moment just might

hold still

in cold starlight

and magic just might

believe in,

 

ďbring my daddy home

from war,

I need to love him

just a little moreĒ

 

long evening starlight

casts itís winter snow

shadow

soft, where upon

a childís dream falls

if hope dares

where love cares

so might,

under a simple starís light

a Christmas wish

be heard

 

break a childís soul

and you shatter the

simple light of

heavenís star,

 

in the long evening silence

of a childís dreams

dare my frozen country

stop itís bleeding

just to believe in

a childís Christmas

once moreÖ

                                        - jude  

 

just for peace

 

in the silence

in the dream

winter snow

falls

as tears

upon my soul

my lips

as sips of breath

sing

all those songs

of love and peace

itís the season,

itís a reason

to believe

 

as tears upon my soul

star-light rains

my shadow

naked and cold

across the graves of

all godís children

 

star-light, star-bright

i wish

just for peace,

for godís wind

to come

and warm my silent heart

 

just for peace

itís a reason

to believe!

                               - jude 

 


of a childís dream

 

in the long

evening silence

of a childís dream

when a snow falls

to water calls

upon a glass window pane

held by ancient wood

carved free,

a moment just might

hold still

in cold star-light

and magic just might

believe in,

our christmas tree shadows

which lie across the dreams

of all the worldís children,

and all their

sweet dreams of peace!

                                                  - jude  

 

 

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