Poetry By Elementz
| Utopia Last night I dreamed of Utopia Until Morning dragged me from the gentle arms of Sleep who was holding me to her breast and whispering of ethereal images not known to the rude light of morning Being pulled unceremoniously into the day I tried to grasp the fading possibilities that are romanced by slumber To be lost once more lost in glorious transcendence of the monotonous days that march one after the other before my waking eyes Resignation, rising the floor is cold upon my feet the day colder upon my heart Utopia is not to be, today. written and � May 1996 by LEAM
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Untitled While the world is fast asleep I am building castles of wonder from thoughts inviting them all to wake and feast at the table in the great halls I've fashioned from nothing but consciousness and sip sweet wine with me exploring the meaning of this intangible celebration of imagination which springs from my solitude still what I build in waking draws them nearer to me... though sleeping they, too, are dreaming Spring 1996 (c) LEAM Silence Ceaseless advance of Arch nemesis, Darkness, rising In my soul weary battle worn I cry out to you And I am felled in the wake of your silence. January 1996, by LEAM
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| Ken Needs a Barbie A rhythm begins to vibrate in the air stirring my body to rise moving up through my feet until my fingertips brush the sky it winds itself around me and wills limbs, no longer mine, to belong to the beat become the song you... move out of sync can’t you feel the beat resonate? I sweat from blessed exertion and celebration you... check your hair in the bar mirror you... you need a plastic woman Ken, you lost Barbie! Barbie dances like you. She can't hear the music, either. Can't anyone hear the music? Dance with me! (c) LEAM 1996 |
Free I close my eyes and sway and I am the wind in the trees that whispers into the night Be still, you will hear me. I raise my arms and I am the heavens above embracing you Feel me. I weep honest tears and I am the gentle rain on your tongue Taste me. Free my soul and I am the light in a child's eyes Watch, you will see me. Should life's pain imprison me My heart, my soul will endure For I close my eyes and I am the wind the sky the rain I am the light in a child's eyes And I am Free. written and � Feb 04, 1996 by LEAM
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| Soulless The solitude of this tranquil evening should comfort me Yet the taste of acrid words lingers on my tongue I part my burning lips and breathe deeply of the pure evening air to remind me that I live still, it fails to dispel the dying inside Anything, anything to ease this emptiness to know that my heart still beats Come to me... It is truly a soulless evening written and � LEAM, May 1996 |