EACH DAY
into a glass,peek
beyond the likeness,seek
the image of God
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2011
AU REVOIR
he dusted the album-
a memory of love
trickled down his cheek
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2010
Who was the last I liked to kiss, hold in my arms and reminisce?
Centuries old, and infinite as the universe, I laid in your arms
eternal bliss ...
So yearning is dust, of the corners we shared, though I sweep daily
tears drop for the love we shared.
what does it mean to "scream"?
is it simply to raise your voice?
or is it something you do, not a sound you make?
It is not my nature. I won't raise my voice like that.
This is my "scream".
i'll put every ounce of my energy into my promise.
i won't ever give up! you can't make me!
even if i'm all alone, i'll fight until it's over.
there's an explosion in the sky.
god is dead! rejoice!
freed of your shackles of fairytales and blinded faith,
lead the way to a revolution!
This is my silent "scream".
My head held high, pride uncaged and diffidence slain.
as long as the chance exists, as long as there's hope
i'll keep chasing my dream
the day i made a promise to you was the day the cogs began to turn
the day when color suddenly burst into my life!
i know i won't emerge from the road unharmed
but, no matter what, i won't step out of the ring.