where time sings

 

like cold wind

blowing

as an echo

deep

there within my soul

where

time is growing old.

 

is a young manís rhyme

just a question

left unresolved

or

is it blood

wet and warm

dripping

from scarred fingerprints,

from  ancient dreams

 

can i still believe

in life

now that i have

come to believe

in death.

 

like a cold wind blowing

where time sings.

 

-       jude

 

 

 

 between

 

seasons break

without reasons

sunlight on a vermont dream

falls free

between clouds

and a womanís screams

where

her water dreams,

alone?

or

dares she

to believe

past the blood

and easy rhyme

 

beauty is rarely simple

when held deeply

within a lost

childís mind

 

but dares she

that

seasons break

without reasons

and

sunlight always falls

on a vermont dream

across any woman

who believes between the seams.

 

-       jude

 

 

 

 

 where fire tries

 

dreaming

where dragons dance

just a woman

deep in her silence

bleeds

truth and hope

from where

claws

have raked

easily across her soul

when a child is marked

by a dragonís spirit,

can only a woman grow

 

where only a woman

can dream,

dare she believe

in a universe that sees

from within the eyes

where fire tries

where birth is the question

when she lies

where blows the breath

across her dreams

where dragons dance.

 

-       jude

 

 

 

 

of songs sung

 

songs of peace

in the silence

once again unsung

are these tears

left

for the death of children

again marching in the darkness

so cold

when youíve sold

too many years lost

to the cost

of a dream

against the screams

child, child

why canít you believe

even as you bleed

oh! songs of peace

where a poetís spirit

just wants to cry

but one more time

broken

broken

brokenÖrhyme.

 

-       jude

 

 

 

 the music i hear  (for timothy aher)

 

cold moon light

a long night

carries

so young

the man-childís soul

and a poet

can only cry

the pain so deep

a loss so real

he has passed this life

maybe peace

yet

nothing left to feel

 

the music i hear

his life

in a moon wind rising

to freedom

to silence

 

just tears stain

the unused pillows

of those who loved him,

if only he could

have known.

the sweet light

the beauty he was

deep in our eyes.

 

-       love jude

 

 

 

 

sweet tim

 

sweet soul where did you go

an artist without a canvass

a man child full of grace

your life echoes

a deep song

along the open eyes

of many friends

of family

of a world in need,

where drifts your truth

in the light of time

on your walk of forever

and a worldís loss

so breaks our hearts

sweet tim,

for where have you gone

 

-    love jude

 

 

 

 

last breath

 

seasons

of

light and death

and nothing

but echoes left

so alone

must a child be

when their reasons

are

but lost within that

last breath,

what tears are these

that

so breaks my heart.

 

-       jude

 

 

   

within the water

 

in the water

of my dreams

dare i believe in

the truth

of my lifeís echoes

oh, sweet beauty

i could

only bleed for you

when the rain

fell free,

did you care

did you see

must ever a man

who loves so

die alone

in the water

of your dreams

where, dared i

to believe.

 

-       jude

 

 

 

 

 

i bleed

 

lost in the run of water

adrift

where seasons meet

greeting as moments

where

on the cross of time

one looks

for reasons

to believe,

to bleed your soul

open

free

 

dare a man live

past the stains on his heart

when his country is

falling apart,

where truth is illusion

once again

 

long river runs cold

its mountain water, dreams

across my sighs

my tired eyes

my seasons

in their reasons to believe.

 

i bleed.

 

-   jude

 

 

   

 lost and unseen

 

deep in the silence

lost in our youth

where rises

our sweet dreams of freedom

when our dark eyes

plead unseen

 

always

between the seasons

lost to reason

are our children

bleeding!

 

in a crowd

unseen

with no dreams left

to draw color

into oneís soul

some,     dare to

bleed and live free

some,   become

lost

in-between the falling light

dreaming

only to be seen

and too many

just

fade to grey

living with nothing to say.

 

-    jude

 

 

 

seasons  for jenM

 

slow afternoon

walking down

a long

new York city street

concrete in beat

a young girl

wears

her woman eyes

in the shade of

her long hair free

behind the dreams

of

her school girl sighs

 

rhythm

she dances

across the mirror

she chances

to be seen

sweet blues

what does its rhyme mean

 

ancient dreams

they believe

in the silence

of lost songs

only her mother

dared see

seasons they turn

when echoes burn

where voices remain

sweet and lost

seasons they turn

for a young girl

walking down tomorrow

so dance her dreams

 

-       jude

 

 

a wind blows

 

cries the banshee

here

in the shadows

of evening light

it stirs my soul

and carves silence

deep

into the night

 

a wind blows

where

spring trees search the sky

a river swells

when water tries,

seasons

reason to bleed

lost echoes

reasons to need

 

children born

children die

watching

why

canít a poet cry.

                                - jude

 

 

 

runs free

 

water

sail my soul

seasons cold

seasons warm

free

her eyes

his cries

as

in a distant land

he dies

an old manís

sighs

treason when you believe

reason when you donít

seasons

where do they turn

when you try to believe

and

only bleed

if love

if loss

if only

it would rain

oh, sweet light

you color the moon

so deep in the night

river

sing to me

where

runs free your water

 

-   jude

 

 

 

 

where

 

there is

sand

in my tears

for

i bleed

echoes free

across

my ancient dreams

where

lie

a childís screams

for

just

something more.

 

-  jude

 

 

 

 

 

sunlight and steel strings

 

red wine

and

river dreaming

lost

within a

guitar song sung

sunlight and steel strings

wants to be a blues man

he sings

easy words

on deeper music

sorrows

which walk on

by

where ancient songs

sigh,

a river man

and his guitar

sweet

early summer sky

 

-       jude

 

   

 

when her breath

 

last time

last rhyme

last dance

i remember

music long and sweet

easy on my feet

earth warmth

her head against

warm upon my chest

one lives forever

where

one never forgets,

rhythm is rhyme

when her eyes

closed

sigh,

when her breath

moves slow

lost time

lost rhyme

lost dance

when

only i

remember,

music long and sweet

 

-       jude

 

 

 

 

 

lost summer dreams

 

dry red wine

soul tired

rambliní man

cold visions

walk across the echoes

of lost summer dreams

a boy who

never screamed

urges

long lost

rages

to walk the pages

of

thumbs out

and ever roads

sweet blues

and nowhere

man walks his soul

when

he canít walk his body,

to love her one more time

sunrise across a

lost desert horizon

a deep rhyme

carved onto a broken

sea shell

just long sips

of lost summer dreams

and dry red wine.

 

-       jude

 

 

 if just a man

 

man walks

his heart

within

the rhythm

where

music is the soul

where

time goes

a cross shadowed

by his dreams

man believes

more then

even just eyes

dare see

in love

in life

in birth

in the music

where sings

a universe awake

 

-       jude

 

 

 

 a simple manís blues

 

of all those lost sighs

where bleeds a man

caught within

his reasons why

who is lost

when there are no

tears to cry

lost seasons

beautiful sky

water

falls from

a broken manís

dreams

leaving no room

for his screams

when a manís soul

burns

dare the music

of his heart

sing

his songs

lost and alone

who dares

to own

a simple manís blues

dare the music

when a manís soul

must . . .

seeds of night

seeds of light

seeds of tomorrow

 

-       jude

 

 

   

lost in war

 

tears

only silent tears

lie

where

so close

stood his friends

warriors all

who dared to stand

when called

in their love

in their honor

before their fall

from life

from grace

only silent tears

where he stands

quiet

alone

lost

home

asking

where has America gone

alone.

 

-       Jude

 

 

 

 

in a womanís dream

 

in a womanís dream

so silent

her screams

so sweet

in dance

she lives deeply

as a woman should

when chance

whispers

are clouds in passing

just her moments

long mirrors of light

no time to lie, quiet

where

a girl still bleeds

no rhyme

which doesnít fill

where

a woman dares

walk upon the seeds

of her sight

in a womanís dream

so sweet

 

-       jude

 

   

 

 within the eye

 

if

you dare

to bleed

the blood

of your beliefs

will you

but

stain the souls

of the innocent

of your children

yet born

will you tear

the shirt

of god

can you bear

the tears

of angels

shattering

upon your heart

are you ready

to burn

within the eye

of your death,

as illusion sides,

so your empty terror

resides.

 

-       jude

 

 

 

water dance

 

she remembers

the dance

long rhyme gone

stain deep

upon a young girlís soul

water

water

somewhere dreamer

dares to seed

as maybe once

she dared

to believe

and instead of eternity

a young girl

learned to bleed.

seeds of truth

flowers of art,

met a woman

she was lost

in her dancerís stance

perchance

deep in her only

water dance

 

dreaming deep

dreaming long

so sweet

is the water dance

where still she dances,

where still echoes

her song.

 

-       jude

 

 

   

maybe

 

wind

in the trees

motion

calls to me

everything lost

nothing to believe

sweet sound

earth to seeds

do i dare

to concede,

that

maybeÖ

 

-       jude  

 

 

 a manís heart

 

in the water

in a manís heart

in a manís life

time is an echo

of long rivers

of sweet chance

of ice shattered

rhyme is the driftwood

of

just a man

just a dance

in the water

in a manís heart

there is always

deeply quiet,

more

then just the shadows

i see a man

as he dances,

in the water

in the call of his dreams.

 

-       jude

 

 

waves

 

sweet wave of time

across

a young womanís

dream find,

water warm

ancient storm

where

her footprints

dance

where

her soul

dared to chance

 

when a young girlís

breath

whispers,

a womanís strength

where

beauty

as a simple truth

is carved

free, as rhyme

 

sweet, wave of time.

 

-       jude

 

 

   

echo true

 

it was the silence

in her eyes

the soft hidden dreams

of her warm lips

it was just a moment

of truth

that

a young broken soul

dared to see,

to believe in

 

it is love lost

and the silence that

holds a piece of

a boy

who never dared die

 

even with a life

long and full

a mirror holds strong

carried before the universe

filled and free

only when a manís

moments

echo true

and never lost,

sweet sweet silence.

 

-       jude

 

if

 

if

light dares

fall true

when

rhyme

sings sweet

if

a long wind

blows free

the water

of your dreams

if

flesh warm

lying near

touching

bleeds truth

across your soul

will you

chance

to believe

to dance

                                -       jude

 

 

 

 circles

 

water bleeds

a soul recedes

where a river flows

dares

an angelís eyes

sad

to concede,

war.

                         -       jude

 

 

 

 back in the 60ís again

 

carved a peace sign

upon the floor

before

a door,

just a child

still

dreaming

of more

opened his veins

and died

that his blood

might pour

filling his circles

with truth

with stain

just a childís drawing

too easily

washed away

by the rain

 

so lies his grave

draped

just below a cross,

not in his countryís

flag.

raped and dead

under

a broken angelís sighs

a lost nationís

lies.

                            -       jude

 

 

 

water calls

 

just a man

just a river

time

when rhyme whispers

silence breaks

 

-       jude

 

 

 silk and silence

 

in a womanís eyes

quiet dreams

a river bleeds

no whys

tomorrow

 

-       jude

 

 

   

united stateís lost independents

 

do i dare

to believe,

not since

bobby died

for our sins,

in

another

any man

searching for

not the country

of jefferson

but

for a place

in history,

white

black

young

old

man

woman,

is there any

out there

who would dare

serve

who would dare

bleed

who would dare

just for

we the people,

do i dare

to believe.

                           -       jude

 

 

 

within a dragonís dream

 

a quiet rhyme

between the music

lies a silence

seemingly

lost to time

where a house

is a home

what dares one

to find

in a manís and a womanís

mind,

love and all the rest.

 

eggs lie

where silence

is a drift of wind

within a morning of

birth and sunlight,

sleeps the breath

of a dragonís dream

time is quiet

time is still,

in a moment

birth!

 

three dreams

in a moment

just before life

long dreams

of an ancient kind,

seasons turn true

yesterday screams

lie sweet

within eyes

balanced

to believe

in life

in birth

 

moments shatter

where movement craves,

as dragons are

never

born alone,

 

silence on warm sand

deep in sunlight sleep

within a single egg

a breath and two others

take their first step

a slide into life

birth

 

where dragons are born

light is torn

from the sky

deep into their eyes

deep where burns

a fire true

new

to life

in a dance of rhyme,

young dragons

are marked by time

birth into growth

 

three baby dragons

flying in a row

looking for friends

looking for souls

who will teach them

how to grow

 

in a womanís dream

of dragons true

in a dance

she found love

in a man

she found freedom

in touch

she found life

 

sweet children born to

dream free,

three babies human

begin,

their chance in life

 

simple sounds only

dragons can hear,

the heartbeats

of children

born

are clear

 

dance

long sky dance

across the souls

of tiny children,

so dragons

are re-born

into light

 

mother to children

sings

early in night

deep in dream flight

a sweet gold dragon

and blue

and green

flies free,

from her tree

her wind blows

as a whisper

down

long within a womanís

soul

liquid she feeds

her star-light screams

for in youth

even dragons must play

 

where shadows mark

a spark of sight

where children three

grow into human

dreams bright.

where dragons first greet

a childís light

 

to believe

to dream

to dance in the night

perchance to see

in such a sweet touch

dragons and children

learn to sing, learn to fly

learn to live freeÖ

                              -       jude

 

 

 

 to the sea

 

river current

carries

a lost man

warm water

dreams

whisper

where

a deep green

ocean

longs

sweet earth songs

oh!

sing me free,

when

oneís country cries

and your heart

dies,

river

carry me

to the sea.

                        -       jude

 

 

 

 

 where tears lie frozen

 

my sad eyes

sigh

yes

all my tears

lie

frozen

shattered

lost

on these cold

concrete streets

decade long

defeats

no rhyme

no peace

no time

no release

just

circles of war

circles of greed

a country still

sacrificing its children

before its gods

of,

as we please

in this

sweet land of?

my sad eyes

still they bleed.

                               -       jude

 

 

 

i bleed my countryís, my worldís dream

 

had a dream

a child of

jefferson and lincoln

a childís heart

stained

with a belief in

and a man

who dares not forget

who feels

he walks alone

upon

the stains of greed

of fear

lying deep in the eyes

of so many

of his fellow citizens

 

circles

do only broken men see

reason

is it now treason

to walk in truth

for it is

my children

who must

bathe in the blood

of their friends

in the water of their dreams

frozen,   still againÖ

 

it is our children!

                                  -       jude

 

 

   

clouds

 

when color

washes from the soul

onto the fingers

when the touch

of a woman

paints

the water of truth

the sky dares

to dream

 

sings the earth

in beauty

mirrors

sweet rain

whispers

of birth

of art

                        -       jude

 

 

 

   

trees whisper

 

afternoon sun

wind

whisper the trees

yesterdayís breeze

tears

never begun

if only

i could still run

where a broken

man

sighs,

tries.

                           -       Jude

 

 

 

 

 

 just beyond

 

deep

in the silence

does wander

upon the mirror

of pattern,

if a man

when he lives

those words

written upon

the soul of men

is to see

just a moment

more

the unspoken sounds,

a poet

must bleed

from within

the ink

of light,

 

deep

in the silence

morning falls

always

just beyond the echoes

                                       -       jude

 

 

 

   

between sun and wind

 

long dreams

as water

calls

rivers run

as whispers

of sweet rhyme

a question of

time

is the talk

of

a seasonís change

color

and cold evening air

where a man dares

to remember,

just a moment

between sun and wind

those calls of tomorrow

are a wanderís truth,

as a poet sighs

can a man

only try

dare a man

only believe.

                                  -       jude

 

 

 

 

in quiet

 

water dream

deep

in the silence

of a woman

drifting in time

dancing across

her quiet

listening to the whispers

where

beats the rhythm

a universe alive,

wandering

maybe believing

a girl

writes her name

upon a womanís soul.

 

-       Jude

 

 

 

 

just maybe

 

i remember

long ago

being asked

to dream

i remember

my youth

and

two men,

martin and bobby,

who

i believed in

i remember

just death

and all the battles

lost

i remember

standing

so alone

on a road,

crossing america.

 

i now stand broken and still,

older

a man

on a road

still so alone

and suddenly

being asked

once again

to dream

and beyond hope,

not for america

but for my whole world,

i think

maybe i dare

to believe.

 

i remember

once long ago,

we had a dreamÖ

 

-       jude

 

 

 

sing free

 

dare you to believe

in

just

one moment

of beauty

in

just

one moment

in you life,

listen

and you will hear

the universe smile

you will feel

your soul breathe.

what more

can one ask!

truth lies

but one step

beyond greed.

 

sing free my country, my world.

                                                  -       jude

 

 

 

the mirror

 

shadows cast

upon a clear

winterís day

cold

whispers deep

within the bones,

while souls

dream,

when a man dares

to believe

can he choose

water over blood

the patterns of rhyme

over

the echoes of time

or

does snow fall deep

as dusk calls

as ice mirrors cover

windows

as echoes die upon the walls

 

within the sighs

a man

can only try

can only believe

can only die.

                         -       jude

 

 

 

 

 for water

 

cold river

calls to me

seasons cross

truth

as dreams sing

music so deep

walk with me

within the light

which falls

in a dream

which calls

a man

to believe.

as wanders a poet

alone

for water

flows as blood,

cold river

carry me free

sing to me

your warm tears

sing to me

your silence

your tomorrows.

                                  -       jude

 

 

   

and tomorrow

 

long river

calls to me

seasons cross

truth

as dreams sing

music so deep

walk with me

within the light

which falls

in a dream

which calls

a man

to believe.

 

ďi believe

i believe

itís silly

but i believeĒ

 

sing to me

long river

sweet songs and tomorrow.

                                             -       jude

 

 

 

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