Every once in awhile something comes along to remind us of how impermanent everything in life is.
My website host's server became corrupted and we lost everything, so I am painstakingly trying to
recreate the website.
Going through my files, emails, facebook notes, Google cache, etc to try to get back what was lost,
knowing that in the end, much will be gone forever, but what created them is not, and so I am
comforted by that fact.
So I hope you enjoy the new kittysafe website, and if you saved any of the poems or writings
please forward them to admin at kittysafe dot net, it will be much appreciated.
And have a wonderful morning :)
Love after oblivion
When you wake up all alone
Only reminded of what's wrong
Love after oblivion
And you try to wash it clean
But you don't know what it means
So you go out for a run in the rain
But everywhere you turn
Is just another bridge to burn
Too tired to think by the end of the night
Or even find someone to reflect what's right
Nothing sinks in but the alcohol
And you get me on the run
Love before oblivion
Love after oblivion
When emptiness is filled
With another's desperate will
Nothing there to soothe the soul
Rabbit on the run
Love before oblivion
Love before Oblivion
where the past can disippate
No sound but breath is made
The dawn breaks like a smile still
And everything in your eyes and
Everything they will
Everything sinks in the tapestry
Lying still to trace our way
Careful in the plans we made
Now when you go out for a run in the rain
Everywhere you turn
is a lesson to be learned
And the bridges that you swept away
Are starting to rebuild
On a shoreline on a hill
Once everything is said and done
In your eyes it's setting still
A lonely sun that drifted til
it disappeared over the horizon
A memory of waking One
When we loved before oblivion.
I was born to seek the truth, but
I was haunted by a darkened youth
Dreams I held onto are slipping away
Slowly through the night we crawl into another day
These words have been my blood
More than my hands, they know how to hold
-these truths, and mine
Into this world
We set out on an open road
Where others gone we cannot go
And looking on at all we chose
Speaking of things we cannot know
These words have been my blood
More than my hands, they know how to hold
-these truths, and mine
Into this world.
Got a devil in my pocket
An angel in my rear view
Never had much money
When the witching hour's through
I'm going home
where the devil meets the sky
I'm going home
An angel never asks why
I'm so afraid of new music
New music doesn't know who I am
Why doesn't anyone make old music?
The kind that reminds me of holding your hand.
But it's gone, like you
With the roll of the thunder
Under the wheels of the new
music, like you
with a new sense of wonder
i open myself to the new
music
Ablutions asunder I drowned in the wonder
of you.
i. Lines
Lines define when I think about you.
Van Gogh brushstrokes in Cerulean blue.
Me and the planets all in orbit around you.
Winking stars looking dim beside you.
Sleep and space my roads to find you.
Shadow iris keeps it all new.
Roads like veins all travel to you.
You're the sky that the sun awakes to.
ii. Circles
Why do I still feel the sun's warmth after the sun has set?
Why must I owe so much after I've paid my debt?
Why must I keep running to chase the things I'll never get?
When in the end it was only you I didn't regret.
The sun was in my sky, and nothing prepared me for your smile.
iii. Squares
Sleep wants to take me from you but maybe there's a way, to swim through heavens on only a feeling and find you where you lay. Through lucid wormhole traveling, a surfer on the sea, I'll traverse this expanse of distant romance and bring you back to me.
You say you're more likely to die by a crash in a car
I tell you no one's likely to be so beautiful
but there you are
Beauty doesn't begin to describe you, but it wants to... it wants to...
iv. Triangles
You can say everything is fine
cos deep down we know
even the wrong words rhyme.
And in the darkness we'll stop fighting
can't see faces, we've wanted more
and shown each other our hiding places.
So I'll pick up the compass you left behind
to show because whether or not I know
the way I don't want to let you go.
v. Eternity
You took my hand and jumped from the jacuzzi to the pool.
Then you left me at the deep end, heart broken like a fool.
Was I just some kind of experiment, a prize for you to win?
Are you ever coming back to me, my faith in us wonders when.
Cos I'm here aching
Is everything we built worth breaking?
If pebbles had streams of consciousness
would we skip atop them?
Baby snow, they melt when they touch,
Anything.
Fan spinning overhead, harmonizing with
Everything.
What sadness.
Buried war heroes, memories dug up by strangers.
A look at the sky
A touch of love before they die
Shave off all the hair
so death will slide right off me
The crow gave watch in the land of the dead
The bell tolled deep and softly overhead
Mountains on the plane loomed vast in the distance.
In the darkness an angel held the flash light.
Maybe I'll be misplaced
My cat will turn on a spiral staircase
But I will not be able to follow
With hands I cannot touch
I never knew I cared so much
But who am I that pulls back my hair?
That looks out the window with an empty stare.
Trees grow to form a face.
That once held hope and a burning faith.
That once held pain like second hands, or time to spare
Sifting through the memories history repeats
And somewhere I know the two ends meet.
Streaming through my life
a sudden shift of glamour
Ive cried this endlessness that never forgets
And out and out and out and out it builds
Like the crescendo of a symphony in pantomime
of colored comas, silently breaking away this tortured silence.
Bereft. I left this standard coupling,
disembarked hoping and now softly silently remembering
I fall deep into the place where I lay and return to the place
I never left, this time, I will find, a way to get back home
A way to get back to you
And I will destroy anything that stands in my way
I will harden this mind and steel this shattered skin
revolt against the light that brings me this tortured poem of a soul
I raise my hand
I raise my hand and hold you tired returning from sleep, dreams
echo alone. Little birds in the camera eye.
You and I divorced sold souls fortune into the waves of the sea.
And I miss you like you miss me like a sunrise
from the inside.
Wings are singing a feathery note
My soul an ocean, my heart a moat
Build me a bridge, to cross this sea!
Your arms will do, bring them to me!
I'll drink too much, and think too long
Go now where angels fear tred
Forget the city beneath my feet
The treeline be my path instead
Wings are singing, in crescendos soar
My thoughts a puzzle, my mind a door
Build me a palace, where I can do no harm
You know I'm my own worst enemy
My own by far
Wings are singing, symphonies in space
In orbits, you and I drifting without a face
You hide the sun
For fear the warmth will arouse
And in so doing,
Kill the spirit
in the pallor of belief.
