Christopher Thripp

silhouette in my dreams i see you everywhere forming a shadow over me i can\'t reach you but my voice calls your name...  my eyes see your dreams my mind interprets your desires how can

knee deep in the mud where life never grows we feel no pain no passion no sorrow all is calm... lights flicker skies darken the sun never shines no warmth here... only ice breaking in

sweet is the scent of woman mans senses cannot withdraw from it\'s promise of love... our sight is blinkered by her charms the needs are too great for refusel you have us mindless and

breath in... breath out... scold yourself tell stories if you wish belief of facts are lost in our selfishness... dramatized words of fact and fiction spill from the mouth combining in a

breathing the new air the earth sighs waiting for fulfillment dragging the weather consistantly... bleached outback the sands of time shadow the formost beaches blankets hang heavy in the

self assuming blot of toil bubble me up in a couldren of fired ashes never leach your blooded anger in my path sultan of peace... school your mind carefully add the seasoned spices measure

eyes that sink beneath the drakes beak sapping the power of speech within her minds lights dimming darkness falls... energy relinquished on false hope stressed and blinded by slanting visions

explore and define rupture the belly of the past feel the wind catch your breath allow destiny to secure the rest... my heart falters my mind wanders i will leave myself behind.

you ask me for patients freedom and solitude i respond with a token of kindness a vehicle for your visions... never questioning the passion inside me you venture on your upward revival of

in the twighlight hours i sit my eyes weary but i can\'t sleep... reading the words that you wrote to me feeling your presence near me... i ponder your thoughts cherishing you touching

drifting into melancholy overtures pain resides deep within dropping faith and trust like a broken dam... blotting out the visions hoping for solitude and peace this roller

slowly the mind awakes in the ritual hunger which is life drawn to the very edge of circumstance the line is now scratched into the proverbial sand... thoughts honed by silence of

winters fire burns cold within me closing my eyes i feel the white sandy beaches of my youth warm blue seas swimming around in my mind... maybe this year the tide is turning although the cold

the fingerprints of all weigh on our minds the laughter of time and so called destiny fills us with hope ... without words of protest we follow the rituals and ceremonial

drones to sunday faith visitors to a world shared by so many... collection of couples old and young gathered in an unresearched state of mind... listening to guidance from a

mimicking the shadows we dance on the floor of non substance we venture duty bound into the darkness the ground salty beneath our feet the beach of solitude announces the waves of

misguided thoughts in word lights the torch of self doubt reason in your soul... the love for you is real and the intention is honor... discard from your mind questions of limited foresight

while walking in your familiar wood you realise all the trees are the same... \"stop look around\" step off the well trodden path delve deeper into the wood for there waiting for you is

in the realm of night you call me driven to madness by these dreams visions of a sunset then rain the characters driving me insane... boiling pewter stirs a silver lining but we know false

life is a circle of time the more time you spend doing the less you spend thinking... if you stop thinking you lose an element of life you were once in search of... \"stop a second take a

vultures scream foxes eating miles of blood... \" comatose existence \" building the miles between the realms of nark\'s ... \"walls with extremity mind contusion\" maintain these

allowing the breeze to fill my lungs i let you guide me to another place you falter as if you offend me i settle your mind... there is nothing i want more than to feel the rush