phoenix713

Tick tock, the seconds pass, But for what? Moments leading to more limbo. Ashen second to more grayness. A neverending sludge of perpetual jadedness. When will it end? Will it end? The suffocating tedium, unabated. Forever haunting, permeating time and space With its monotonous tendrils, Gripping reality to a standstill. A vicegrip upon the very essence of chronology. Tick tock, the seconds pass, But for what?

The shifting haze, drifting figures Here a lover, there a friend. Out of reach, always there Specters forever haunting. Wisps of time forever gone Never seen by worldly eyes. Ghosts beheld only by the walker. A fog swirls, things are hidden Those far away invisible to the eye Looking forward, only darkness Never known until its past. Each step, a fleeting instant Out of that darkness and into the fog Everyone, everything, lived in but a moment. Oh, that the specters would follow Keeping company along this journey, Instead of being left behind. More shadowed with every step. Forever gone.

Wondrous majesty, churning in the sky. Power of the mightiest gods. Who can withstand its might? Behold! Rivers spiral inward, never escaping. Smothering blindness, death to all Oh, you Awesome Beast, never ceasing your banquet. Cannot you quench your eternal thirst, Or satisfy that insatiable hunger? Woe to any who embrace your touch. For they will feel your tremendous crushing weight. BEGONE you slavering tyrant! Let them GO from your mighty grasp! For your darkness is no friend to creativity! To the primordial sea that gives life to all. I pity you. You cannot sustain yourself. Oh! How radiant you were in a distant past. S

Twas the night before Skypemas and all through the chat not a creature was stirring not even Zark at that. The tyops were quiet The chat topic cleared And there was no talk of Bob and Pho's beard. From Robit's end, silence From Clorin's end too And Tiny was not heard speaking to WQ. When suddenly, lo! A Great Thing came forth And Anne exclaimed Go look at the Source. For Hussie declared That an update should be And so it was made That was His decree! And DM and GC and Yoss, Al, and Psych Cheered at the good tidings That came there that night. And Rissa came dancing Doc quietly nodded Even JA was happy for the good t

A butteryfly flaps A hurricane forms at sea Now THAT is power.

Ripples spead upon the lake, Moving water in their wake. Oh so gently, lillies move To the beat of ripple's groove. Plip! A drop.  More ripples form. Move the reeds they now adorn. Cover rocks but for a moment, Making wet in their enjoyment. More drops fall from twigs and leaves, More the quiet movement weaves. Weaving with it's melody Web of life and harmony.

Time flows down the river Flowing and never going back Amid the currents, everything You, me, the trees and sky. The current pushes, very strong We travel along, every moment passes In and out, events take place, Moments fleeting, yet always influence. I sometimes wish to go back To see old friends and live old times The current pushes forward, into unknown The current flows, onward we go.

Blossoming flowers Oh how they grow in the sun Taking in the Warmth

Gray skies to the horizon, clouds block the stars Air stands still, nothing moves, quiet fills all. A figure sits amid stone pillars, contemplating The road he must take in his journey Alas, to the left lies shadows and thorns And many perils mark the way Yet a gentle breeze invites the traveller Speaking of brightness and healing touch To the right, many clouds, flowers dot the path Yet deep within their petals, a mournful smell Like hidden tears and silent sobs Sounds of regret and pain everywhere Which the path that's to be taken? Pain and darkness for the wisper of truth Or slight beauty in the way towards gray That never c