Long Hold a candle Poems

The mind doesn't passively await impressions, no tabula rasa,
The mind is active, understanding, not just a passerby.
He had bete noire towards Christianity, a Scottish Nominalist,
David Hume, born in Edenborough, was a philosophical skeptic.
Born in 1711,...

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Beyond the Realm of Wishes
In sun-scorched dunes 
beside a weathered sentinel 
a glint ensnared his weary gaze.
A tarnished lamp / 
grazed / its secrets unknown / 
a genie unbound.... 
a muted haze.

Three worldly desires danced...

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I still have that letter somewhere.
You made me promise to not tell anyone you wrote it.
So I kept that promise,
I kept it for thirty years.
I’m kinda thinking it’s long enough.

Why was I attracted to you?
It...

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I’m a boy living in a country where
We get emotional over every government move
And every government move is chartered over our emotions
Emotions are chastised whether it or let be
One trying to correct the wrong,
But nay,...

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Something I've long been curious about is the great disparity between our 'waking lives' and the lives we lead whilst dreaming. We all dream--that is a pysch/biological fact, even for those folk who claim never...

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We perched atop the corral, 
   as he read the men and horses, 
And he told me about common sense 
   and it’s amazing, magical forces. 
 
We watched the men...

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I'll drink to that, three sheets in the wind, the Booze cruise                       ...

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~names allured ere call of wind _conferred again to All’s begin~
~meandering souls ebb tides of sea _ so shall marrows forever be~

We hark unto ye trumpets, O elephants_ tis proclaimed magnificence_
As Ye Bellow of Life’s...

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What I am about to say comes in many shapes and sizes, but none hold a candle the idea I see. 

My thoughts go deep as I ponder and see my life float by like...

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I know that I won’t forget you
Did you ever believe that I would?
What we had together was special:
Magical, and exceptionally good.
Even though it’s now over
And we have parted amicably
There is a little piece of you
That...

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You called me Memory 
not realizing that is all I want
I couldn't ask for anymore 
than to be a lovely memory in someone's heart
To be remembered is a great responsibility 
I will wear this name...

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How many times can your heartbreak

How many times must I feel this ache, 

Like an old friend we are well acquainted

Leaving big holes in my soul and life tainted, 

I sit here now crying real...

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There is a girl who's skin is like ivory it is so fair,
And Red's crimson cape can't hold a candle to her hair.
She has magical powers untold,
A heart made of pure gold.
She gives her good...

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There are three of us in this romance
It’s a strained love triangle between you
And me
And that gleaming set of drums lurking in your spare room
However much you may try to deny it
To say that I...

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Reading captions besides smiling lips. 
Reveiwing lifesyles and basics.
 Choosing in a moment or over quiet deliberation whether
 to reply to a flirtatious glance. 
Finding, more and more, that I have little experience at this...

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My words wont ever hold a candle to Poe or Byron.
Rhymes about whiskey and loose woman.
No that pulitzer there really is no need in admiring.

For Im the guy that get's wasted and jumps 
over fire.
Gives...

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Forget that first glimpse of the tower of Pisa.
The glorious colorful tulips in their beds at
Keukenhoff Gardens in springtime.
The Eiffel tower blinking in the darkness.
The Grand Canyon gilded at sunset.

The wandering mist from the power...

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Daddy I remember, I was probably about three, all the times you made me laugh, like when 
you tickled me.

Daddy I adored you, even when I made you mad, youv'e always taken care of me,...

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So grateful to have lived during your 
lifetime,
I wasn't born when the great Sam Cooke was in 
his prime,
But I know that he is gazing down from above,
Smiling at you because you're holding the torch
like...

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Your Eyes

Your eyes
Your eyes
As I look inside
I smile at your prize
The eyes are the windows to the soul
But as an added bonus
Your eyes are the fuel that flames my fire
My urgency to reveal my passion...

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It was some hours of purgatory,
Self imposed, but all the same,
He thought of it as purgatory as
He listened to them declaim 
Their long strings of words with
No apparent rhyme or reason,
As if joy and happiness...

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How does one compete with a Frost or a Keats,
a Dickinson or Whitman for words,
how can we say in our language today
what we feel within has been stirred.

Like those in our past who intrinsically grasped...

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Yarns Of A Seafaress

Hemingway's famous "Old Man and the Sea"
Simply couldn't hold a candle to me
    I caught Ahab's great white whale
    Did some surfing on his tail
Made him...

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it is said that the strongest memories
flow from our nose, that is, 
the scent of past loved ones
linger with us
indefinitely---
certainly there are moments when
we’ve walked into a store that
bears a scent which we would not...

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I seek it here, seek it there
I cannot find this L word anywhere
L is the start of many words
Some of which are never heard
When going to kindy or at school
Is it because L isn't cool
Like...

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