Listed below are the first few lines of some poems I wrote mostly in the early 1980s while I was in college and soon after graduation -- when I still had time to be creative. I still like some of them, and others I cringe at, but they're mine for better or worse.
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Poems of My Youth
A sense of longing is felt
Guiding my soul to follow the path
To my memories.
Raindrops fall on the cobblestones
Making the gray stones all slick and wet.
Moments of Dawn (1983)
All is quiet.
No creature stirs.
No breeze disturbs the silence of
The Little Tree (1983)
A tree stands alone in the forest
Nurtured solely by the silvery light of the Goddess Selene.
Her beams bathe the little tree with comfort,
Comfort the little tree receives from no other source...
Soaring on the Winds (1983)
Lying on my back
I stare up into the clear blue sky
And watch the birds soaring on the thermals
Under the hot morning sun.
Ah! Youth (1983)
How great it would be if all the world could see
Through the eyes of the young.
The innocence of experience;
The simple joys of a butterfly's frenzied flight;
The soft whisper of a summer breeze;
Or the gentle laughter of a gurgling stream.
The Never-Ending Circle of Life (03/1982)
When I look through all my memories and feelings
I see and understand that my life is lived through limitations.
I know what I want, what I need...
A Grand White Show (02/1983)
The snow falls outside my window pane;
The flakes racing downward in reckless abandon
Trying to reach the ground before their companions.
Poetry Based on Photos
The poems in this section were inspired by photos taken by Syrenemyst. Most were written quite recently, except for Sing the Song of Life.
Fallen not beaten,
Bowed but not broken,
Striving not failing,
Fighting but dying,
Unbeaten but fallen.
Rose Redux (2004)
Time slips away, along with the color, and I am alone in a black & white world.
I try to hold on to the color within me, the memories of my life before the loss, but it's so hard.
My heart beats, pulsing in the colors of love.
The burst of emotion: the early blush of infatuation, the bright pink of adoration, the deep red of passion.
I spread my petals to the sun and absorb the fiery brilliance of its light.
I capture it and offer it up to the memories of my lost love.
Shining forever, I hold the blackness at bay.
Sing the Song of Life (1992)
Sing the song of life,
Far from daily strife,
Where the brush of a butterfly's wing,
And the breath of a summer's breeze,
Blows your soul to me.
Across the gulf let it
Drift 'til caught
With the hush of falling snow
To melt into the blue of a deep pool
Warmed by the flame that is love.
The pictures in this section are wholly owned by Syrenemyst, © 2005, and appear here with permission. All rights reserved.
The poems in this section were inspired by the original science fiction universe I've been developing for decades.
This Island Earth (1982)
"I do not believe you humans!
You have this lovely gem--this shining jewel in the black velvet of outer space.
And what do you do?
The Winding River (07/1982)
He and I are of different worlds-
I, from among the stars
He, a child of Earth.
The Joining (1983)
I reach out my mind to thee
For thou art my soul.
You be my other self
My counterforce, my balance of power...
The poems in this section are mere fragments, or works that are still in progress.
My path is chosen
I'll never look back
For my destiny lies
On a forward track.
Two tracks converge ahead of me
In the thickening gloom
As I ride along the railroad
On the midnight train to nowhere
Music flows on the wind
So sweet yet sad
Echoing one soul.