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?

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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.

Perceptions

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 my own
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?