bless the chill of twilight days it's all you've given me one foot in daylight one foot in perpetual night do I name you Necrophiliac? a ghost is what you see loving only what I was not what's become of me
it may have been a clouded thought or poorly chosen words but while this rainy game plays on a lunatic has stirred you say you laugh at shadows you say you're sowing seeds your halo says you're with me your parasite disagrees
so now kiss the black seed that you put into me lay your dirty hands down absolve me of my sanctity heal me of sanity and set the jailer free let me twist you just a little break you just a little leave your head just slightly haunted you said it's what you wanted
so now kiss the black seed that you planted in me lift your thieving hands up and receive the fruit of all you have done to me for the branches of the wormwood tree hang heavy with your legacy thank you for choosing me |
didn't you ever learn some things will burn you? didn't you ever learn some wheels just don't turn?
if he had another dream maybe he'd want to play as it stands he won't come out won't come out today the shadows grew so long I thought they'd pull me in still hearing other voices in the autumn wind
was it a strange tune that played inside your mind? is it just a phantom or is it by design?
sitting here in my corner hidden in the eaves wanted to catch the sunbeams and the falling leaves and the falling leaves me here like this for years that breeze right through in minutes still I sit right here
let me introduce myself I don't know who I am I don't know what I'm doing here in this barren land wonder if I'll grow old this way those doors open so slow time it flows so quickly and I have nowhere to go
didn't you ever learn people will burn you? didn't you ever learn some worlds just don't turn? didn't you ever learn? |
awaken my will cry "rebel" aloud there are giants in the clouds a new heaven and a new earth another boring dirge for the death of innocence no recompense doesn't make sense
this is my penance - dementia I like to spend my off days sleepwalking around trying to feel my way out but the labyrinth always wins cry "extrication" cry "ascension" cry "redemption" but the world always wins
these are the gory days Gardens of the Lost, Sheol Nether Regions, U.S.A. I like to spend my off days rafting Acheron like it was the Shenandoah sounding the depths until up jumps Leviathan smiling "come out and play" "no, you're the devil - go away" these are the gory days...
(yes, I know I'm babbling...)
I thought I heard yesterday staring at the waves whispered words in the wind saying I was saved saying that they've called off the holocaust and everything's okay maybe someday I can come back out to play maybe someday... |
calling out across a sea of sunlit roofs to you calling out across the fields of jesus green to you put a message in a bottle if you hear me and toss it into the sky so blue 'cause when I listen to the wind it says a little prayer and when I think about grey eyes something sighs high in the air and when I say your name aloud I see a ghost drift amidst the clouds
and watching leaves of brown falling down the sunny day dance around and love the ground so far away somewhere just beyond tomorrow there's a happy place look away to the horizon look away look away... ...and when I say your name aloud I see a ghost way up in the clouds... |
baby blue eyed lazy tiger-striped fire child divine it's been a long time met you in a dream I had once long ago in august doldrums radio daydreamed you and sleepy sunbeams painted you all grass-stain skied and sad eyed somewhere beneath a distant sky walking right beside you came down through your years with a sigh all the big people passing blithely by and only God up in the sky had time for you and the day that God died how you sat and cried I saw it all felt it all too you see I was right beside you all the time
now sundrop raining days roll by ivory towers reaching high treehouse bees all summer breeze-blown cavalcade of lemonade shade and I am there with you recognize me now recognize me
all far and away in your eyes lazy jesus in the sky oh why and where have you gone to this time... |
for one frozen beat there's a place we can meet look for me look away out your window and stop the tick-tock dragging us away and stop the wicked clock from stealing all our days let me tell you a story as miles away you lay with the dream slayer let me tell you a fable whispered in your silent places jesus made this heart for you but you will never claim it
I saw us in a dream we were like children we were green and we were holy alive and forever but this is just a dream woven between two heartbeats and this can never be |
scrape off this old canvass wipe away the colors now I've wasted all this time peel away the ages burn all the pictures start the story over and tell it right this time what a sad mistake to make chasing rainbow gold now I look back on it all I get is cold you can't fathom how much I regret every day I threw away on you deep velvet
days of the pentecost all this was lost go ahead and burn it it's taint within my veins turn the skies formaldehyde a crease upon my brow this decree it ages me and nothing is the same and things that kept me green now just make me mean I don't want you here no more to start another war in me you've turned something cold at the very core of me you've turned the world against me set the hands of time working against me and all because I let you in all because I played the wind for you you just played to win and I just want to begin again without you deep velvet |
one night could stretch across aeons one candle's light could reach across oceans your body could be made of wood your body could be made of satin
your bride died before she made the altar your groom is too weak to stand beside you now so who's to blame when glory's flame burns the temple down
the war is over, the dark side won but we sure had a lot of fun, right? and who's to blame when glory's flame burns heaven down |
shall we careen through the park or go wading with the sharks you call the shots and I get shot alot there's something singing in the spray or on the radio saying don't go in the sand tomorrow but it's okay baby if there's broken glass in the dunes you build your sandcastles too high for me to climb up to
don't go in the sand tomorrow don't go in the sand tomorrow
there's a very fine line between heaven and hell this I know now all too well it's a little secret smothered lovers never tell there's a very fine line between heaven and hell |
10 echoes in the wind of my invisible friend you know no one believes it's true when I talk about you oh, you'll dance with the bogeyman you met in my closet you'll play with the monsters under my bed you'll hum along with the music I hear in my head but you never smile for me and you'll only let me see you once in a blue moon and then only to pretend my invisible friend
you'll dance with the devil in the pale moonlight you'll tell every dark shadow it'll all be alright you'll be the best friend of a mad screaming ghost but you won't let me get close and it's getting close to the end my invisible friend |
A Southern Californian of origin, I currently reside in Huntsville, AL. (a.k.a. "Rocket City"). Most of these "poems" actually began life as song lyrics, although some simply begin with me putting pen to paper in an attempt to capture the ephemeral. I use words to clarify. I find that the use of metaphoric imagery can help one to make sense of things. Finding the right word or concept to use as an analogy can help a person to get a better handle on problems. It gives one the power to name what has remained nameless and elusive in his or her life. I tend to key off of imagery a lot, images that come from all sorts of places from dreams to memories and images of childhood, visions that, for whatever reason, have retained some kind of power for me. It's all about self-empowerment, the ability to encapsulate and record life experience in a way which is anti-logical and, thereby, more subjectively meaningful. E-mail Derek Marlow at: Visit Derek's web site at: The above poems are © copyright Derek Marlow 1999. They may not be copied or reproduced in part or in total without prior permission of the author. |
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