Window

There is this window in my mind
Not a clear or visual kind
More an insight or sensation
I educate by contemplation
Until near times I fed on news
Simple facts and points of views
Then a saturation point occurred
When information became blurred
To formulate a real solution
Caused attempts at absolution
For ideas of fact were purely fiction
Merely driving to constriction
Within this consciousness abound
Cages, barriers, stifling sound
But in dreams such revelation
Never need avoid temptation
In the strive for dream in wake
Realising nature break
A simple spell unknown appeared
The pathways they were then all cleared
Now the window is my eyes
And as I look toward the skies
The sights that I can see above
Are the clouds and rain of love

©2004 Hey Hey

a gathering

a gathering of minds to see the way
that will be, one future day
cares will remain behind
left with humankind

a gathering of humanity to find a solution
each and every being’s absolution
lost will be found
on new ground

a gathering of time, and thus without end
knowing all, with no message to send
this is our gratuity
we have been eternity

©2008 Hey Hey

the noose of love lost

as though to tighten the noose of love lost
in this attempt to disregard the past
the photograph turns with each step into this haven
and her face, a child of heaven
smiles the joy of youth
not really appreciating the truth
that blights the very air, always washed so clean
she and I breath in the daily scene
as the ups and downs pass in said lives
cut into different patterns by knives
of cold words or distant chimes
sometimes innocuous, occasionally rhymes
but always cut deep
habitually cheap
and the infant glow
turns into ice with the winter snow
while the noose becomes more taut
because of all the happiness she has brought

©2008 Hey Hey

passing

to observe the passing of a day
the sum of entirety in a melancholic way
describe the fire, a lonely star, watch it fall
comes the chill of cosmic dynasty, yet all

whate’er the mind, to know the sky
will ever, as the transitory questions why
else can the next time beg appear
in what fraction of second, eternity, unclear

for, if the mist and clouds should part
taking the very heart
remains this corporal eye, born of light
bemused by the awe to see when night

o’ wonder, in each space we own
passing here, wherever, reflect alone

©2008 Hey Hey

brilliant failure

captive rays of dawn, break free
from the one cloud that is me
try to fuel the fires of this day
or perhaps light another way
yet adversities are storm tears
changing little through the years
could quench a smile from blue
but not the flame in you

ether words, or tune or voice
still take the path of choice
from where they come, create
but never steal our fate
for life as such so brilliant, be the sun
yet failure, never won
and here then is the gist
merely grasping at the mist

©2008 Hey Hey