Journey's EndJourney’s Endincluding The Jade Gates and Our Secret HarborThe needed provisions gatheredThe loading has beganUntil finally all is finishedThe sails are hoisted,In readiness for the voyageAs we begin the adventure of a lifetime.Casting off from our home portNot know when we shall returnLooking back at the shorelineAs it slowly fades into the horizonLeaving only the vastness of the seaTo be seen in every direction.Sailing on through sun and stormWatching whales breech the surfaceAnd dolphins ride in our wakeA promising of good fortune to comeThen running into the doldrumsWe drifted on the currents for days upon days.When there in the distanceA speck is glimpsed on the horizonOur first sight of anything other than the seaSailing on with our new course establishedOnward now with greater purposeFor now our journeys end maybe near.The land formation grows ever largerAnd now we see its majestic natureThat dwarves our vessel more than the sea hadSlipp
The GatheringsUnited by a common bondLinked to yesterday foreverBringing us together once moreTo share in the camaraderieThat stirs the memoriesOf a long distant past.
A Prayer AnsweredOut of the darknessFinally a ray of hope.A new sunrise soon to arriveFree of anguish and painGone the mental strainOf trying just to surviveNow finding it easier to copeAnd realize some happiness.Out of the bleaknessThe path becomes so clearThrough the months of treatmentTo hear the words carrying reliefThinking of all who held the beliefThat this day would bring enjoymentKnowing the strength of their friend so dear.And always praying of a return in kindness.10/29/14
Effort at ReunionFour decades and five have passedSince we walked those hallowed hallsSo many reminiscences have fadedLost forever to the ravages of time.We now gather together to shareIn the experience of that connectionCreated in that far distant pastWhen we were wide-eyed adolescences.Now meeting again after all these yearsOr for some, for the first timeReady to establish new memoriesFrom a conscious effort at reunion.9/24/14
A Window to The PastAs I flip through the pagesAnd try to think back to those timesSeeing some faces I remember.Like opening a window to the past,It shows us what used to be,And stirs our memories.In the years that have gone bySo many things have changedWill the faces still be familiar?But like opening a window to the pastEach time it awakens thoughtsOf the hopes and dreams of nineteen sixty nine.8/27/2014
The JourneyIt starts the day we arrive upon this earthIt is sometimes so hard to see the path to followYet still we continue onNever knowing if we have taken the correct direction. At times the road seems impassableCluttered with missteps and uncertainties.But still we muddle onAlways seeking the way that will lead us to happiness.10/26/13
Behind the FacadeIs there anyone who really knows us?Other than ourselves.Are we so untrusting or so afraid?So many questionsSo few answers.You spend years getting to know someone.But what do you know?Only what they let you.How much of ourselves do we hide?Behind the facadewe started to build so long ago.Living in a masqueradeDo we loose ourselves?started 02/15/13
The Truest GiftThere is no monetary valueyou can put on the truest giftthe one that comes from the heart.The touch of a caring handThe words of comfortThat create a wondrous smilethat in return lights the world.
Wish I Was ThereStorm clouds gather in mock celebrationBringing the darkness that surrounds you.The river of tears swellsFlows in endless streamsFrom eyes reeking of the painOf the bitter taste that remainsFrom the memories of the torment.Oh how, how I wish I was there.To be the shining light of remembranceBringing the warm affection that engulfs you.The dam to block the fearsCalm the turbulent timesGive you the comfort and strengthNeeded for you to regain hopeAnd remember all is not lost.Oh how, how I wish I was there.05/31/12
EvolutionEvolutionis a silent process of changingwe realise from the result.It Can't Be The Target.
A DefinitionWords that mean the same as ‘gay’:Happy, bright, joyful.Queer and homosexual.Words that do not mean the same as ‘gay’:Weak, stupid, lame.Evil, abomination, shame.You got that?Okay.Because ‘gay’Is not an insult.
I'm Going NoWhereI'm Going NoWhere, But My Way Is Certain.
NadirHis shotgun smilesays it all -smell of rabbits matingin the basementkeeps him up at nightand he likeshis neighbor's daughteras she stands on tip-toein the back yard,peering through his windowor drowning kittens in the river.He keeps a razorin his bedroom,siphons after-shave througha loaf of breadand calls it magic,remembering how his teacherfound him naked,shoved into a closetand how she putmarbles in his mouthto keep him from speaking.His mother only laughedand told him to washhis clothes outin the bathtuband not drip wateron her carpet.Don't leave a witnesshis best friend said.Pictures have earsand walls can feellike familywhen God has seen your secrets.
ExelixiΕξέλιξηείναι μια σιωπηλή διαδικασία αλλαγήςπου αντιλαμβανόμαστε εκ του αποτελέσματος.Δεν Μπορεί Να Είναι Ο Στόχος.
LostLost –Like a vagabond.Split – At a four-waystreet, past any signsthat I comprehend.If I had I had it my way,I would cruise on the highwayand never stop.
Team In our days the word "team" only refersto basketball and football teams.
pillow talkthere are thousandsof tongues i couldmemorize; new wordsfor love tucked betweenteeth often bitingtoo hard.my chapsticked lipscould learn to bow togrammar laws incountries i'llnever visit.i could master writingsymphonies in syntax,spend hours penningvolumes in languagesof longing and love,but i'll never find aphrase that fits youthe way your body fitto mine, back bent.i'll never find a namefor how our lips tuckedtogether, for my handsin your hair, for therapture in your eyes.
UntitledGlide through the heavensin hopes to evade the crimson wingsthat holds you down.Be free.When will you shut the pearly gatesand walk away?When will you cut the crying chainsthat paint you grey?be free.Be freeBe Free.
Venice MoonVenice MoonBeneath the full moonA mysterious rendezvousOf lovers locked in secrecyHidden behind masquerade masksFrom any prying eyesThat may chance a peekOut of the windows above.6-10-13
This work was inspired by by Foxfiresand has been sitting around for a long time. I finally decided to post.