Endless days turn into night
Film rolls, desperate dreams
The confusion of images blurred
Assorted dealings, of a clouded mind
Empty nostalgia, from a life passed
Cold embers, envious of a glow
Faded memories, turn to ash
And who I am, I no longer know

Starlight

The ability to speak brings value to a life
The ability to beg, plead, rationalize
Jaws that embrace the horror of this silent holocaust
Desecrate the earth with consumption and loss
Disrupted natural order, ecological blasphemy
An insult to our integrity, ingest the horror,

So proud and tall, but endure the days
Back at you as they see
And at times, you grant my request
Just before the rain
Ambivalent, spiked of stone

And as the darkness falls
You're all dressed in distant scars
And I will sleep in your arms
Distant hills lay silen

The institution of your faith is not worth dying for, not worth living for,
Worth crying for. You want us on our knees not only to pray, but to be
Enslaved. We cannot fight when we can't stand.

You've locked us in a cage, taught us to be afraid to be free.

We are told of visi

I have discovered in a lifetime of traveling in primitive regions
A lifetime of seeing people living in the wilderness
And using it, that there is a hard core of wilderness need in everyone
A core that makes its spiritual values a basic human necessity
There is no hiding it

Dragging an urn full of snow with me on every path I tread
The stench of decaying memory
And repeating thoughts of dread
The rot of reminiscence is just like the picking of a scab
The acid in the vomit bares no resemblance
To the meal that was had

On pathways storm obsc

The subtle voice whispering
The satin temptation of the wind
While our civilization lies in ruin
We answer the call of the wilderness

The ominous skies resembling
Blood soaked battle fields
In the shelter of the forest
A reprieve from our ordeal

The laughter o

We've watched the clouds cry hand in hand. An end to all things. An embrace to ride the rising sun. Momentary beauty all to brief. Raced the evening stars and all their glory. Loves conviction so transitory. Betrayal. And cup runneth over,its brim tainted with your deception. My heart pounds rhy

Foot left the road
By the temperance river
Superior ringing dreams

She passed through valleys
Upon scalloped hills
Now thick as the aspen woods

Winter was short
Abnormally dry
Snowfall had been so slight

The Sun had set
Yet the journey she made
U

What will you do when your property's gone?
When the finger on the trigger's your one and only son?
When the money in your pocket cannot buy even bread?
The city has crumbled, the people have been bled

Looks like the beginning of the end

The machine has grown to crush the

Tonight the dis-harmonic symphony of the cicadas plagues my ears
Drifting off to the mind numbing hum of grinding gears
Families starving in the eerie silence of the hills
Lie exposed to the elements so fierce, so fierce

Hold out just one more day
Say the same tomorrow

I come from the mountains, Kentucky's my home
Where the wild deer and the black bear so lately did roam
By cool rushing waterfalls the wildflowers dream
And through every green valley there runs a clear stream

Now there's scenes of destruction on every hand
And there's only

As the water passes over the rock bed, so gentle and quiet,
You can hear their cries in the crashing water.
Bodies dashed against the rocks below where ghosts at the galls roam.
The blood stained soil, their ancestral forest…
Where only trees now know of the horrors seen here.

All that remains is grey
What grew once sacred and plentiful beneath the Sun
Withers in decay
Only preserved by the cyclical freezing of the northern winter

Its beauty long engulfed in the fade
Wilting, wilting, but an echo, all that remains
The lightless skeleton of ho

Sobbingly confess of a dark figure in the doorway
A voice she had known for so long across
From her at the dinner table
Not only would she share this trauma with him
She also shared a birthright and a namesake
Loss of innocence and dignity. Tell no one

The tears you cry

Come all you coal miners wherever you may be
And listen to a story that I'll relate to thee
My name is nothing extra, but the truth to you I'll tell
I'm a coal miner's son. I'm sure I wish you well

I was born in old Kentucky, in a coal camp born and bred
I know all about th

Salt in the fields.
harvest iniquity.
is this how we show we care?
obligation,grief and despair?
the roots are poisoned
dig in the earth.
the bounty you've sewn.
restricted wings... wedding rings
the roots are poisoned
in their hair there are no braids.
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Any distraction will do
Anything to ride out this gloom
The lugubrious weight of the present
The cumbersome pains of the past

Precipitous symphony
Of crystals falling
So much louder in memory
Than when it’s trumpets were calling

In hues ever vibrant, recollect