Grag's Collected Poems
Change
In each heart lies life and death joy, pain, and sorrow and everything else
What we show, what we feel determines who we are yet change can come asudden an unforseen forking of life's path
Never think you're set in stone (save if you've been petrefied) any choice can be counterbalanced if you need to be rectified
Darkness can be lightened as light cloaked in shadow a lover's kiss can turn to poison or a foe's hate turn to love nothing is beyond change.
Today
To have this moment last a lifetime if it must not last forever To remain within today and throw away tomorrow
If we could live as mayflies whose whole life spans a day Hold close, each to the other for what would seem forever living only for today
To keep our skins in contact and each to feel the other heart's vital beating would we be wise to live for today alone? and worry not for tomorrow?
Untitled I
Vast gulfs of air lay between us the wind moans your name like a man's dying breath a sound that mocks me and hightens my lonliness
Time's vast expanse stands on opposite ends we find ourselves allowed niether to begin our time together nor to end our lonliness
You and I from different worlds spread apart yet drawn together let the Planes of the Wheel rage with unbridled zeal still will we return and end this lonliness.
Writing
I dip my quill in ink yet know not what to think as I stare at my page
I sit with my untensils impotent before me no inspiration is forthcoming though threw me flow sorrow, joy, and rage
I play a moment with that last or does it play with me? toy with thoughts of angry jealousy take a sigh and let them pass
my hand carries quill with its attendant ink flowing across the paper leaf and then I realise what I've done the page is now so much fuller than when I had begun.
Untitled II
I am not saintly nor am I vile I am merely a person whose soul is on trial
I question myself and seek always improvement yet constantly facing my own hypocricy
I am presented to all in all my complexity to any who wish to accept or reject me I leave the choice holy to you.
Untitled III
I walk from each moment to the next often incoherant and more often depressed
As I take my paces I struggle to be unsure of my true identity
sometimes I wonder at the words which I speak sure, they are pleasing to the ear but might they be just lies? What can you percieve with your prying eyes?
The Revisionist
Through years as through days even hours, minutes, moments events conspire to develop in ways which do not please us
Yet what has past is past there is no known way to change it Gnashing teeth and wringing hands only brings more pain So, why woudn't one refrain?
Each broken bond brings freedom along with loss' pain half-blind eyes are those that on the latter train.
That which fails to slay only serves to strengthen And just as every year needs some rain so every life requires pain.
Untitled IV
Lives were lived that are now over weather ended by hand of time, god, or mortal matters little The sun has set on those days past and stars have lost all noting of them.
But they are not gone (faded to nothing) not at all like whisps of vapor
For in all things, new from old is forged and those who've past come forth again Ready once more to be etched by twin dies of joy and sorrow Ready to be painted in colors of sin and innocence.
Darkfire
Darkness seems inescapable when light is unseen so dispair is engulfing when you have left me
When you are gone there is but a hole come, my dearest be the light to ignite my soul
Connections
From each to each connected thin strands of need or friendship Span the gulfs between one soul and its fellows
As time passes old links may wither or young strands may arise weak strands come unglued strong ones might survive
If one is uncautious he may find himself in a tangle cocooned, like a spider's treat left paralyzed
If one is too cautious she may find herself isolated with too few conections to resist the pull of a bottomless pit
If one finds the mean there still is no garuntee their life will be found pleasant but at least, there is the chance.
Gamble
Open Close
A Mind or a Door
decide or leave for others to
It's all up to you
weather to play it safe or throw the dice
Tempest of Fate
Day follows day as hour by hour you toil to remember what you were after.
You win some You Lose some
Between opulence and starvation you bounce Fates of the nations mean little to you On opportunity you, like a cat, pounce And so learn another feline was after it, too.
You toss and you turn about in your sleep Much like you are tossed when awake seeking any spar, or lover, to hold to caught within the tempest of fate.
Perconceptions
Am I deep as an ocean or a shallow puddle? is my light myown or merely reflected?
What tides rule me? Cause my inner sea to overflow with anger? Twisting word and deed into unrecogniseable confusion? what can be my conclusion?
Realignment
I try to remove this taint on my soul or perhaps a hole lingering conncetion to death it wont go away though my link be reduced it is here to stay
Helping Hands
To aid my fellow mortals how shall I proceed? Do I sow disaster with my well meaning deeds?
If I offer help to you will you take offense? or will you take advantage to harm innocents?
Yet if I hold back my aid from fear or prejudice how can I call myself anything save knave? Or coward.
If I hide in my patch of light afriad to enter even the slightest shadow how can I hope to aid those whose needs are not shallow?
Anticipation
At last the day arrives to the lake I journey there to find my beloved bride
As many folks as I have known might be seen to gather a keleidoscope of color, race, and dispositions all have crossed the paths of two lives
Now the time appoaches and we show the world that these two hearts have syncronised that two lives have joined as one for all our mortal days
Disapointment
Delays and diversions seem to be our lot no matter how we run there is still more road to trot
frustration seeps in accompanied by anger ruled by fear that our destination will never near.
Vanishment
You've been gone for forever and ten days or so it seems to me
with your disapearance lonliness creeps in it becomes quite the clammor strikes my heart like the cruelist hammer
the fear mounts often making me pout hiding my wonders of where to hope for succor
Run Around
Your silence is deafening enveloping and terrifying to me
without confirmation my worst hallucenations spring to mind unbidden and wont go away.
For Love of a Sister
Sister, cry your tears but know not fear of those who love you
cling to friendships you hold them dear and we would never flee your need nor leave you in the dust strewn road
Sister, you needn't seek your path alone nor must you feel you need atone our love will be yours always
the road you are to trod has not yet been laid donot be afraid that its destination is already set
Sister, donot force yourself to fit into any ill-shaped hole donot take a role forced on you by others
Know that while we might not always agree you still are family I will always call you SISTER
Relief
Teardrops fall blood will boil Pain and angst and sorrow froath
Love and Hatred intertwine like errant strands of hemp and silk twisting knotting convoluting untill they become indistiguishable to my eye.
And then I blink heave and sob And all is clear once more.
Hope and Fear
Hope all I can do
Hope that she returns to me that the vectors our lives have taken continue thier intersecting courses
Hope that what seemed so certain has not been made impossible that we will meet again
all I can do Hope
Fear
what I feel most strongly
Fear the senation that paralyses leaves me numb after searing pain
Fear my heart's breaking once again shattered pieces impale me like shards of broken crystal
I strongly feel my Fear
Seeking
Fled beloved return to me can I persist absent your company?
Fled beloved run no more join me by the lake shore in the City of Andrinor
Fled beloved what would you do were I to flee after you?