Category Archives: The Studio

Last night I dreamed a troubling dream I dreamed that you were gone Never to be seen by anyone again I did not know how you disappeared Or why it had to be this way

A reoccurring dream Keeps plaguing my sleep I see lights before my eyes They get closer and brighter Suddenly they are gone But the sounds that linger take the pace of light I want to cover my ears But my arms will not move I want to scream Yet no sound comes Then I seeContinue reading “Reoccurring Dream (Written Aug 1996)”

A cry goes out in the darkFull of pain and angerNot physical pain, but mentalThe cry of a childSo meek and mild Will you hear the criesAnd reach out your hand to helpOr will you turn the other wayIgnoring the helpless childSo meek and mild Why will you not helpIs it too hard to putContinue reading “Meek & Mild (Written July 1996)”

Darkness clouds my visionSo all I saw is goneYet still I see shadows Light so intenseFills my visionLike spotlights or headlightsPeople call outBut I can not help themFor I am not thereAll I can do is watchIt is over Light and vision is backAnd the sight is overBut will occurIn the future

I close my eyes and go to sleepYou are here as I fall to dreamsHolding me close to youWhere sweet thoughts fill my mindOf you and meAnd how things should be I drift through dreamsAnd clouds of joySuddenly all is darkand I am scaredBut you are with meAs it should be Yet when I awokeYouContinue reading “Should Have Been (Written July 1996)”

Last night I dreamed a dream You were there You told me to hold on And you’d save me I reached for your outstretched hand But could not reach Feeling the blackness surround me I tried again Then a light so bright surrounded me You were there You told me to open my eyes IContinue reading “My Dream (Written Jan 1996)”

They sit apart, but together Each a world apart Yet only meters separate them They talk, yet neither hears How can they gain the love they need The feeling they know is there Was there a long time ago Is it time to move on Or open a once closed door A door that leadsContinue reading “The Couple: Programs (Written Nov 1996)”

To drift slowly towards the cloudsFluffy, white, soft, puffs that fill the skyThey fill up the space around meUntil I feel nothing but their silver liningSo soft and silky The breeze carries me away to a far off placeWhere I know no one, and no one knows meI try to speak to themBut the breezeContinue reading “Heaven (Written Oct 1995)”

Light the world with smiles and joy Be sweet and kind to all who doubtNever to be meek and coy But to be strong, bold and never coldSo always be the light of life

The sound of rushing water Comes from somewhere to my left I sit in a chair upon the patio Which direction I face I know not The sun warms my face So I know I face the sun But I do not know if it rises or sets Darkness is everywhere around The smells ofContinue reading “Blind (Written March 1995)”