March 15, 2006

A Walk to Remember Quote

"Love is always patient and kind. It is never jealous. Love is never boastful or conceited. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offense and is not resentful."

Landon A Walk to Remember (2002)

Posted by Ravennacht at 03:29 PM

Illu

Grieve not for the length of time
which the candle had burnt.
Better tis that which was illuminated,
ere the flame burnt out.

Posted by Ravennacht at 03:18 PM

July 25, 2005

Childhood Weekends

Seconds drag on,
minutes eek by,
hours pass at tortoised pace.

Solitary in this self-made prison,
locked in a room, he would cry,
lamenting childhood emotional disgrace.

Torn and belittled he did
pray for rescue from this hell,
dread overcoming every ragged breath.

Rages, cutting words never left unsaid,
actions best left not to tell,
leaving shattered remnants wishing for death.

What did he do to deserve this unjust lot,
repeated again and again, week on end,
with not a choice in the matter at all.

None care to listen, not to this little sot,
broken inside, of skewed mental bend,
ignoring the victim's call.

Posted by Ravennacht at 11:10 PM

July 14, 2005

Reflective

I ponder where you could be now.
Do you yet toil down the same road so long set upon,
forever the optimist, certain to succeed?
Have you gained all that you set after,
living a life beyond anyone's wildest dreams?
Did you find the peace you sought so hard,
and so steadfastly pursued?

I wonder what you look like now.
Does your hair still fall in a cascade about your brow,
caressing your shoulders in black satin curls?
Do your eyes yet look upon the world with a glimmer of hope,
holding me in pause til your next blink?
Does your smile still rise to dimples in your cheeks,
only to erupt in lilting laughter that is music to my ears?

I wish I knew your thoughts even now.
Do you remember the talks, so long and serious,
when time slipped past with both of us delirious of its passage?
Am I but a fading memory, lost in a swirl
of years gone by?
Does your mind's eye see each moment spent together
again as if it were only yesterday?

Written by me on 6/9/2003, rescue from livejournal

Posted by Ravennacht at 04:27 AM

Sensation of Frustration

Lids become heavy, eyes sear red in disclosed frustration.
Temples throb in tympanic beats,
left, left, right, RIGHT, left, LEFT, left.
Jaw tightens and clenches, the teeth creak
under the strain, grinding upon themselves unhealthily.
Mouth sealed, tasting the bitter acrid acid of humiliation.

Written by me on 3/31/2003, rescue from livejournal

Posted by Ravennacht at 04:24 AM

Forty-Eight Hours to Madness

What insanity revealed is this?
Wrapped in a banner, masked in patriotic bliss.
Fervent rage burning in tear-rimned eyes,
sacrificing sons and daughters to roam foreign skies.

Boundless in power and vaulted in aim,
focus of brutal misgiving and worldwide shame.
Tactics failed and avenues hidden in parlay,
desired course denied, past ally named to betray.

A point to be made, yet the true point lost.
Warmecha surging forth on deadline set, regardless the cost.
Rage of the giant, tirading the lands,
spilling blood of innocents, friends and foe, on distant sands.

Seeing with the vision of leader miscast,
truth and proof in obscurity cast.
Reason and sensibility fade in the wind,
too soon, too late, too little, beyond rescind.

How shall history write this passage in time,
beyond the sadness of this simple rhyme.
What cost the glory of one man, one country's fame,
upon his, upon its, people's name.

Written by me on 3/17/2003, save from livejournal.

Posted by Ravennacht at 04:22 AM

Seek This Unto Thyself

A lingering moment of silence, treasured and timeless.
Worries placed at ease and fears forever erased.
Inspiration overflowing the mind, guiding the hand,
crafting artistic impressions on sketchbook and canvas.
Music uplifting, guiding the soul, ever onward and
upward, through lingering doubt and frustration.
Accepting present limitations and eyeing the
horizon of betterment with a hungry gaze.
Memories rising unbidden to live again and
forever, tickling the senses as if anew.
Living each day as if no more were promised
or expected, seizing what is to be grasped and never letting go.
Recovering from the scars of past battles,
allowing the wisdom of survival to replace the rage.
Making a positive impact in the lives of those
encountered, learning and valuing that which they offer in return.

Not sure if I wrote this one or not, LOST MY MEMORY! Save from livejournal

Posted by Ravennacht at 04:20 AM

Twin Sentinels

Sentinels of the sea, Atlas citadels bracing the sky,
ravaged by winged angels, bedeviled, awry.
What horror delivered evil tiding with baneful view,
a nightmare, a torment, too terrible to be true?
With open-mouthed stare, all bear shocked witness,
to gushing wounds of hellish flame and unbearable distress.
Valor surges forth, heeding Gabriel's trumpet call,
heroes climb to destiny, whilst others stand in thrall.
What courage measured in traversing the path of fate,
resolved to make a difference, and destruction abate.
Time, marches on, cruelly mocking their desperate deed,
holding true to their hearts, refusing in defeat, to concede.
Released, in a concealing maelstrom of collapse, lost hope,
a fog of disbelief erupts, choking miasma, disastrous scope.
The curtain descends, voices and hearts scream for reprieve,
the grey veil's earthly plunge, harbinger for all to grieve.
Through the mists of Avalon, disbelieved, hidden and feared,
chirping of locators, unending grey mantle, survivors dust smeared.

(Written by me on 9/11/2002, rescued from livejournal)

Posted by Ravennacht at 04:13 AM

Newfallen Night

Crickets serenading the newfallen night.
Azure blue clouds drifting aimlessly across the sky.
The slightest whisper of the wind as it caresses your face.
A perfumy hint of the promise of rain.
The waxy glimmer of the moon, haloed in the heavens.
Blades of grass waving and flowing like crests upon the ocean.
Silhouettes of the trees bracing up the nebulous veil.
The horizon melding into the ground like a canvas of darkness.
Stars erupting in patterns that sing to the eyes.

(Written by me on 9/8/2002, recovered from livejournal.)

Posted by Ravennacht at 04:11 AM

Chance Meeting

I stumble,
catching a glimpse of
the dark pools of her eyes
that draw me ever deeper into the depths of her beauty.

I blink,
mesmerized by the entrancing
apparition which pulls me ever closer
like a moth to the unquenchable heart of a flame.

I breath,
in wonderment of how she has
knocked me off my feet and ponder
why it seems I have never taken a breath before.

I feel,
the growing pounding in my
chest as my heart races with a
deafening roar that threatens to fill the room.

I tremble,
as my feet fail to move in
response to her welcoming smile
which rivals the heavenly sun's radiant glow.

I blush,
feeling the heat rise
to my face, forgetting my own name
and certain I have stammered something foolish.

I sing,
to myself, swept along
by the melodic sound of her voice
as she speaks with the lilting tones of a seraph.

I remember,
as if it only just happened.

(Written by me on 6/21/2002, rescued from livejournal)

Posted by Ravennacht at 04:00 AM

Fury

Such emotion is this
to break idle bliss.
A madness to take hold,
unholy and fearful to behold.
Touched by ire and driven blind,
raging the torrent, swept aside in kind.
Destroyed in a moment
forever lost, to lament.
The piercing pain and throbs
tearing away compassion for racking sobs.
Deserved or misdirected, matters not the least,
visage reshapen to seven sinned beast.

(Written by me on 7/15/2003. Rescued from my defunt livejournal.)

Posted by Ravennacht at 03:48 AM