Choruses and Teddy Bears

Smell of rust and mold and sulfur;
Dank and dour, silent, sick –
Radio sounds somewhere distant,
Cataclysmic bailiwick

Choruses of haunted voices,
Drifting through the urban mist –
Teddy bears that hide in ruins,
Dreamed or maybe
Reminisced

bluescape

i run as far as i can run
past everything and anyone
but see the bluescape everywhere
it’s all around and always there

and far horizons that i seek
in bluescape, always wet and bleak
i drive myself to journey on
till daylight, road and hope are gone

the bluescape of my eyes and mind
the planet to which i’m confined
it’s everyplace i try to flee
for bluescape is
inside of me

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There is no place more beautiful
Than being here with you;
There’s no one I would rather see,
No thing I’d rather do —

The sun is going down,
And you and I are here alone;
The pool picks up the last rays of
The sun that lately shone

And you are iridescent,
You have mesmerized my heart –
This time, this day is everything
I wanted from the start

And now, I hold you close to me:
We merge into one stream —
I wish I could be certain that
This isn’t just
A dream

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