to be free of fear

what is this? this pane of glass
this sense of clarity
what is this? this sudden knowing
this mirror of me

seeing and not
clarity and not
clear to see through, but yet
what is on the other side?

you gave me a view
of something i did not know
that was shared
with any other than me

you hurt as i do?
you know what I feel?
you have been where I stand?
oh, but no

i am fucking unique
with my intelligence
i am the end all be all
get out of my space

i am insulted
by your insolence
your crass but caring
caress

i want to know what you know
no, i don’t
i want to be rid of what you know
to be free of this

to be free of fear

winter kiss

icy wind
looming gray
long shadowed
winter kiss
memory fades
survival
takes the stage
animal instinct
to live

silent tones

ali can you hear me?

are you listening to my silence?

i have sung along with your silent tones

tell me how

i can sing to you

© 2008 BY W GARY FORRESTER

perhaps

you pass by my window, pushed by the breeze
formed by the breath of god, change as you please
shifting in form, transforming with ease
white, grey then black, the azure you fleece

innocent with charm you caress the airy morn
in silence pass, a hardened mystery forlorn
a foreboding kiss, your mere presence adorns
a watchful eye skyward is born

shall i find in your passing a simple refrain
a gathering ambition t'ward life giving rain
or fommenting madness in darkest disdain
of peaceful memories which alone shall remain

drift on now and leave me alone with these thoughts
for present pondering leaves a future unwrought
and unsure of danger as of yet to be caught
perhaps a sunny day without you may still be saught

perhaps a sunny day without you may still be saught

© 2008 BY W GARY FORRESTER