mirror unseen

 

eyes in the silence

time without minutes

hours as are years

quiet rhyme

speak not

walls carry in voiceless

reflection fails in shattered mirrors

unseen

                                 - jude

 

 

                                                              

 black light bleeds

 

evening lights

quiet nights

time to believe

just for a moment

 

whisper your time

if tomorrow can dare

watching the seasons

where the wind sews

 

river of memory

dancing where the rain calls

sails to catch the dream

of wind and night bleeds

 

before the drift

whisper calls to moments

time falls to silence

if the evening wind concedes

 

black light bleeds

seeds of time

just for a moment

to believe

           - jude

 

 

 

listen

 

nowhere we dream

soundless we dance

the universe calls

to us through symbols

carved into glass

images in the darkness

light within a dream

seeing a langue

forming a beginning

possibilities in drift

if we listen

                - jude

 

 

 without a name

 

caught within

the walls of time

a wanderer dances

when

an old man whispers

 

chances are not

the sweat

perhaps

where lies an ancient

clock

 

just one more

old white man

though walking alone

without a name

 

nothing is lost

while

nothing remains

the same

when the long river

calls his name

                         - jude

 

 

 

 

 

 

mirror of lies

 

darkness comes

on the silent winds

of dreams

mirror of lies

dance with me

where the echoes lie

                         - jude

 

 

 

 evening

 

evening lights

quiet nights

time to believe

just for a moment

 

whisper your time

of tomorrow can dare

watching the seasons

where the wind sews

 

river of memory

dancing where the rain calls

sales catch the dream

of wind and night bleeds

 

before the drift

whispers call to moments

time falls to silence

if the evening wind

concedes…

                   - jude

 

 

 

 

tumbleweed wind song

 

talk to me

walk with me

i am the voice

inside your head

am i dead

wonders a poet

 

tumbleweed rolling

out from a desert deep

sand across an empty hand

whispers are but a wind song

longing for meaning

but what lies drift

carried wherethis wind

marks such a weeds path

 

such silence such visions

inside the head of this poet

walking where the desert

sings

where footprints are

wiped away

                  - jude

 

 

 

   

before dawn

 

child of light

colors dance in her head

in a dream

dark dust drifts down

black is light

light dwells

the deepest dark

child of night

emptiness without echo

where between the stars

if i reach

where dares a child

to believe

to see

to be

quietly before dawn

where dreams dare dance

where freedom as whispers

                              - jude

 

 

 

   

dust bowl blues

 

face down in the

dust covered dreams

sunlit skies

covered in lies

tears fall from eyes

as only laughter

standing before the walls

walls of delusion torn

daring to wash in

disbelief

till your skin is raw

                       - jude

 

 

 

a moment in a mirror

 

drift with me

speak in silence

where walks the truth

footprints left where

none can follow

 

empty water

 

adrift where time

speaking in rhyme

forgot your name

 

slow dancer

as time is caught

in a moment

still

 

drifting in waters

a moment in a mirror

time shatters

endless walking

                                           - jude

 

 

 

 

 

 in art

 

dreaming

in a mirror

adrift on water

still is the silence

quiet she stands

as time questions the

moment

in art she sees

it is where she believes

silence is the truth

yet

she is dreaming

                                                          - jude

 

 

 

 

 he dreams

 

silence

stands alone

 

in the stars

do i dream

where forever is

but a moment

before

beyond

is truth carried

by a soul alone

in the silence

i stand before

a mirror

listening to the

voices of the stars

reaching into forever

                                                      - jude

 

 

 

 

 cry my silent tears

 

my country tis of thee

who are you becoming

even while fighting against

i could respect my enemy

and he was tricky-dick

among others

i fought for our constitution

the rule of law

it makes the us work

but now

it makes me cry

cry my silent tears

supreme court lies

it’s where our limited

democracy dies

i ask

how can such a man

with such a weak character

command so many votes

they say they don’t like him

but in god they trust

i cry my silent tears

as he spreads his lies

his con-man lies

                                                        - jude

 

 

 

 

 they dance

 

oh christmas tree

oh christmas tree

of your lights

of your memories

long are the years

that they hold

carved in mice and santa clause

reindeers carrying the wind

long days gone

and yet

three weeks a year

they dance a sugar plum dream

 

                                      - jude

  

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