Ghosts in The Snow

Dancing in the snow, unknown and unseen
Beyond the reach of twilight's glow
Eyes shut tightly as this ballet unfolds
A beauty none shall ever know
Pirouetting with a grace forever hidden in her mind
Never before shared with the likes of man
A silhouette of passion, seen only by what's left behind
Finding herself only upon the ground where we began

Days Too Bright

Blue is such a dreadful color
Never meant to be
The sky not honest in its claims
Only what you see
Where could color come from
In the dawn with morning sight
Would not the nothing up above
Be hidden as in night
The lies that spoke such volumes
That only dark reclaims
When brightly colored nothingness
Is all we've set to fame
The beat that calls itself a day
Is nothing but a stage
Shedding itself gone away
When hours turn the page
It never claimed to be much more
Than phases of the moon
Poets written ancient lore
And sung such solemn tune

Simple Truth

You're always on my mind, playing with time
Passing in and out of conscious thought and rhyme
Chances never there unknown are they
When we pass just moments and inches away
There will never be a time I pursue your dream
Though I may always wish to it may seem
Not one of my ideas will ever ring
As true to my own nature's call to sing

Briefly

Glow with passion, proud and pure
Become the subject of your dreams
Reach for hopes you find unsure
For life is never as it seems
Uncorrupted by this love
Some would call a lie
Sent from hills and skies above
Through means from which we shy