Canadian-Poets

Funambule au ruban de nos amours… Sur l’imprévisible fil De la vie qui va et danse, Quand nos amours sont en transe, Je m’abreuve à ton profil. Je suis funambule hésitant et ivre, Où me voici d’un cauchemar étoupé En habit-démon d’une chair coupée, Où je traîne le pas d’un mal de vivre En étirant le fil qui s’ensanglante Sous mes pieds nus qui ne sont que douleur. Tout cet état se fond, ensorceleur, En vagues et secousses ondulantes. Ouvrant mon crâne à la beauté du monde, J’irradie ma pensée en queue-d’aron

Man is very different than all other beasts they say Yes I reply, but let me count the ways One: We are smarter ... ... ... ............. ... That is it. Man differs from the other beasts not in wisdom Not in love, not in soul, not in goodness, not in hate His achievements mean nothing, his works soon forgotten Man wants food, comfort, safety, sex, family, dominance All other creatures want these things too, but man is smarter. Man is a very intelligence beast with all the basic drives of the howling fiend All art, all culture, all song, all invention, all civilization Is but the smart animal vying for food, comfort, love, sex,

               I don't know               I don't know        And there is nothing I do know               Except I know               I don't know         All that I have ever done        All that I have ever thought        Has brought me to this moment       All that has ever happened to me     And all that I have ever happened to              Has brought me                    Here       And I don't know where here is

   She Is a Dream She is a dream out of fog she arrives She sleeps forever in fields of flowers She is a dream I can't wake up from She floats in the clouds She swims in a sea of make-believe green She floats on the river of loneliness She glides through my thoughts She is a dream I don't want to wake up from She walks through ancient halls She dangles her legs from castle walls She has eyes on the back of her head She wears the hat of the mirror walker She  is a dream I wish not to wake up from She surrounds herself in web of green She Braids my soul in her hair She captures me with her eyes  Escape she says 

A skeleton lives inside of me, and looks out over all I see... He lives beneath my silken skin, and fears I'll let the demons in... He has control of all I do, he'll stay alive when I am through... He is a devil deep inside, but from his wrath I cannot hide... He lives so close so near my soul, I'm too afraid to let him go... And after death he shall remain, bearing what was once my name... Upon a stone, Upon my grave, he'll take the life my saviors gave... The one, the fiend who lives inside...   The Skeleton King, who rules my life...

You've left me here with nothing.... I close my empty hand...     The air turns into dust, the dust turns into sand... The sand slips through my fingers trying desperately to hold...   I cannot save the pieces, and so I let them go... I watch the grains fall down, and get caught up in the wind...    Why should I keep holding on? I know I cannot win...

      I walk through the door, and my eyes meet the sign....                                       OUT                    It says.         I smile a little to myself.  You're right. I am          OUT                   And every time I walk through that door, and see that sign, I become..... A little more....      OUT Of the closet that has been my life. Of of the grasp of darkness. Of excuses to hide who I am.     I will not be silenced. I am a lesbian. I am in love. I am.... OUT

The past is buried, dead and gone    Remnants of a girl I used to know.... Hearts Breaking   The tiny bubble of my world ruptures... I look down and see the seeds of light  Being planted at my feet A new life starts to grow  PROMISE IS MADE Rooted deep within the earth,    So as to never be broken...

I cut the cord, and throw the rope And now I'm out to sea....   Sitting out here, all alone    Just I, Myself, and Me... Unsure of where I'm going Or who I'm meant to be...    Destiny has lead me here     I've got something to do... Not quite sure exactly what,    This life is leading to...       Do my best at staying strong,        and to myself stay true... Floating free upon the waves , inside the world of dreams....           Life is slowly changing,          Ripped, dissolving at the seams...