Off Into Space

Truth is a peaceful feeling that brings joy and hurt to our souls

A lie is a temporary escape from the inevitable, truth

Imagine saying what your heart really feels

Free to express ones truth

No matter the cost

No matter the loss…

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Off Into Space

Tired eyes come from passing time

Broken hands scarred toiling the grind

Years piled high, sinking the mind low

Few reap rewards, the masses lay in tow

The world is dying in part by mans hands

Truth, everything dies, it’s in β€œgods plans”

No matter the faith, one thing in common

Dust to dust travels the interplanetary starman

Off into space, the end floats to nothing

It’s the story of our lives telling something

Now, while we live on this, OUR planet

To die with respect you must live decent

Ax

Adieu

Adieu

A nothing except for those particles
Close your eyes and you’ll see darts of sparkles
But not a line nor a curve to shape alpha or numerical


Starless, blackness, a sky so dark, it sings the blues
How the sadness consumes
Obscures truth to confuse

Gibberish spewed like pulsating electrodes
Overload eminent deciphering words in codes
Via tweets, hashtags that virally explode


The hate is winning in a world, so black it’s blue
Life is measured by colour and religious views
Disbelief turns to sorrow, when lies become truth

Does anyone care if it’s homicide
Does anyone care if it’s suicide
Does anyone care that it’s genocide


The end will come dark, so black it’s blue
Day and night, hours pass for me and you
Trembling cries that bids life adieu

Ax

Shades of Ebony and Ivory


I am white
I am black
I am brown, yellow and red
Why use race to dictate the head

I am straight
I am gay
I am man, woman and child
Why not feel as the heart desires

I am shy
I am meek
I am scared, fearful and sad
Why would inflicting more suffering be had

You are me
I am you
We are one, then two turns three
Beings of two genders split from the same tree

We are fathers
We are mothers
We are creators in birth and death
Imagine a life, any, abused or killed in jest

We are decent
We are mean
We are followers of good and evil
Choices are made by how much we love God or the Devil

We are flesh
We are bone
We are shades of ebony and Ivory
Can’t we all live happy and in harmony?

Ax

Poetic Symphony


At dawn hear the birds sing when morning comes
The dew on grass shimmers by the sun
Ever so gentle leaves flutter with the wind
Lost in the beauty that fills from within

How songs tell stories with a soulful melody
Brushes stroke paint into images velvety
Dancers sway provocative, wet and sultry
A poet gifts a muse with a poetic symphony

Could love come knocking, wishful thinking
Knocking socks off, a whirlwind spinning
Dazed and confused the heart takes over
Smothering logic its hard to stay sober

I’m drawn to the stars how they sprout at night
Accompanied by the moon makes it feel right
In the comfort of its glow is like being home
Chasing dreams, a star seeds call to roam

Ax

Stories of the Past and Future


When did time create the first story
Was it written about the past in glory
I wonder, was it about hunting an animal
To feed, clothe, a tribe living in the jungle
Grunting verses told by primitive charades
By fire, under moon, a wolfs howl fades

Stories of past explorers and sailors
Crossing seas in search of futures
A new world, there had to be one
Planting, growing, evolving on up
Look to the stars, a journey beyond
A kaleidoscope of colours and song

Wars that eliminate species and races
Recording a history of greed and violence
Lessons taught to the young at heart
Not to repeat what ills man has rot
But to set an open course and unite
A world as one, for a future we may write

Ax