Here once stood a temple
the columns are all that remain
of an idea
that changes
the more people see it
and when they invade your dreams
to control your future
all you can see
is the ruins
of your past
In the sky
they came
to consume each other
and their form took shape
to reveal their true intentions
turning to face me
had fear not been my ally
their gaze
would have consumed me
Lizard
when they move
through the scorching sun
to catch a prey
that cannot see them
because they make no noise
and cast no shadow
Snake
on sand
they leave no trace
for they are not made
to stand
they can move
through the land
Ants
they never quit
their everywhere you go
but you never see them
until
your one of theirs
Spider
woven in
to their web of sin
a string of hope
that leads
to them
Vulture
picking the bones clean
what is left
are the remains
of a victim
unable to save himself
Fish
in the shallow
or in the deep
are creatures that sleep
and when the line is cast
they retreat
Queen
perplexed by her beauty
her soft lips and striking eyes
the way she twirls her hair
her voice soft but authoritative
her perfume sweet like ambrosia
holding court by your side
Poets Delight
a distant train
the passage of time
echoes in the ear
a forgotten chime
solitude is found
when the answer
to a question
is all around
Echoes of Life 