| Desperation Steel bands Tightly woven Emeshed Bleeding Weeping Lashes Forming circles Choking Withdrawing breath Ragged Striving Hot Tearing Stripping Burning I thirst Fire Molten Smouldering Surges No relief No life passes here Pain Courses Binding Desolate Numbing Peace comes in nightmarish dreams Escher 12/28/1996 |
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| Journey Illusion Smoke filled dreams Inhale the magic Exhale the pain Flakes of obsidian White hot strike Forms appearing Ever-changing A cloak to hide Fledgling child Colors flow Bleeding...Weeping...Sorrows...Past... Innocent one Where are you now Absolve yourself It is time to heal Change before me Melt to reform Sculpture lost souls The children cry Jo R. Escher 4/27/1998 Copyright ©2003 Jo R. Escher |
| Thief My Journey Through Alzheimer's A silent thief that steals day after day Un-merciful and un-relenting The faceless grim reaper That death finally releases After years Days Moments Of tourture A horror that one is made to Stand Kneel Crawl While watching Helpless to stop it's progression Or change it's path It revels in fear and thrives in pain It grows like a black rose It's thorns cutting away the very souls of it's victims It consumes a lifetime of memories and purpose Bartered as an equivalent for it's putrid breath It covers it's victims in a silent shroud Left without voice or expression Words devoid While eyes speak volumes Tears bathe anguished hearts Dear Mother Yours and mine One alone will not quench it's thirst It will claim countless lives That can remember As we count the seconds The days Until the thief will return As to steal our own memories Of it's very presence It is the silent thief that I detest most of all Not the merciful death In Memory of my Birth mother and my Adoptive Mother 01/26/2003 01/28/2003 I miss you both Jo Escher chamane444 on 9/4/2003 1:45 AM |
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| The Lesson Inside a storm rages at full gale Blistering rain pelts damage against my soul Deafened to your cries By the howling of wind My eyes have lost sight of you there No tears I will shed for you For I am too broken in spirit to weep I have wonderment of emotion If it exist Or has it forgotten me? Many moons will pass before my return Only in solitude will I heal my wounds The scars linger to speak the story Mine was debility and for this I suffer The emptiness lashes out at my heart Blood mistaken for tears, I grieve Once cloaked, abandon me not Desertion would deed a torrid death Jo R. Escher 08/18/1985 Copyright ©2003 Jo R. Escher |
| White Crystal Rain "In Memory" Colors change from red to green Mirror image in my mind Vapors form to cobweb string Shattered glass frozen in time Loss of control, never speak Outstretched arms beckon to me Drifting softly on the nod Lost forever within the key My blood no longer bound to you Riches pay all that is gone A servant to you I refuse to be For years singing your sadden song Cast from me your demons Warm tears flow from my eyes No tracks will weep this reborn day No longer can I hear your lies Jo R. Escher 10/18/1984 Copyright ©2003 Jo R. Escher |
| If Only If only, I could speak the words That form in my mind Each time I hold you to me If only, The words "I love" Touched the emotions That have lain so desolate within me If only, I could express with touch Break through this tangled web Having no secrets, showing all If only, I could reach out to you Each time your name crosses my lips Feeling your strength without limitation If only, There were no fear between us Always running without destination Both knowing pain, familiar is it? If only, You would allow me time To find the words To unveil the feelings that I hide from you Jo R. Escher 02/16/1985 Copyright ©2003 Jo R. Escher |
| One Rose A room of gathering souls Yet mine drifts alone Hidden within shadow Detached from all thought All words, all hate For now, I am all You will hurt me no more My blood has wept for years Spilled upon the ground of yesterday Only memory lingers, Vanishing with time My spirit lifts upon the wings of eagles In limbo I exist, Peace is kind Flowing through each moment Warming the coldness within No tears will I cry, For they escort pain I will not allow them here Yet they weep Place with them the petal of a single rose There they will find rest, Eternal rest Jo R. Escher 12/26/1983 Copyright ©2003 Jo R. Escher |
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