Writers' Promotion


 


John Tuttle (USA)                                            Contact the author


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A chance at perfection

I have dreamed
Of snow capped mountains 
And of oceans so deep and blue 
With the color of the horizon 
Upon my face...
They are all cause for 
The inner peace I feel 
At the beginning of every 
New day...
  
In my eyes 
I see colors so rich and vibrant 
And beauty beyond compare 
I see crystal clear waters 
Cascading below to the river, 
Free to run to its 
Inevitable finish 
  
Today I watch the sunrise 
After another nights rest 
The pains of the past 
Drift away, and born 
Is another chance at perfection 
  
I long to capture, 
The splendor and strength 
That surrounds my senses, 
To harness the integrity 
And be at one with the spirit 
Of nature

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Endless Journeys

Feel the rain upon my face
I wander to find my end 
There are no more dreams to chase 
No companions, no more friends 
Hoping that the day will come 
When I can stop my flight 
Time to me, means nothing now 
Though I’ll live another night 
  
Shadows have befriended me 
Giving solace to my lost soul 
I can not see the light of day 
Until my awareness takes control 
Lost inside my hopes and fears 
Choking back the endless tears 
Will my journey ever end? 
  
As I escape my paranoia 
To awaken from this dream 
Feel the sweat run down my face 
My body lets loose a scream 
Was this vision truth or lie? 
Can I distinguish reality? 
Never, can I live, always I will wander 
What does this mean to me? 

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Heaven's Sphere

The emerald green waves
Crash against the calm 
Of the shoreline...
A swirling breeze 
Sweeps back the branches 
Of the virtually leafless Trees, 
Sending the last of autumns colors 
Gently to the grassy earth 
Below 
  
The clear of the blue skies 
Darken, as the looming clouds 
Veil the sun, forming the shadows 
That will envelop all within its grasp...
Finally, the rain begins to fall 
Bathing us in the sounds 
From the very giver of life 
  
All signs of life, 
Seem to dissipate 
In the thick morning mist...
The serenity of our existence 
Is embodied by the tranquility 
Of the trees 
Majestic and ancient they stand alone 
One against extinction 
  
Little by little 
The rays of the sun 
Filter through the clouds 
Erasing the obscurity 
Bringing onward the prospect 
Of everlasting salvation 


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Betrayal 

A tear runs down her cheek 
Her eyes clouded with doubt 
Pain evoking reaction 
Timeless feelings that surface 
Seems only this one 
Remains with her 
  
Bound within 
Her quiet sanctuary 
Surrounded by sadness 
Rage without reason 
Physically drained 
Emotional treason 
  
Life without trust 
Walking through darkness 
No liaisons 
To befriend her 
She sighs and wanders on 
Seeking peace 
Never to find asylum

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Memories and sorrow

I remember the way things were
The times spent together 
Of the long nights 
Filled with laughter and 
warmth 
It seems so distant now 
Like a whisper in the wind 
  
Pictures captured all the 
Enchantment enjoyed 
While the memories flood my 
unfilled void 
I often wonder if it will 
ever be again 
Will I ever go back 
To where it began 
  
Life goes on 
No matter what I feel 
Though I am weeping inside 
No truth revealed 
Can time be reversed 
To make this darkness fade 
Put chaos to order 
Me, no longer afraid 
  
So long my friends 
But not goodbye 
Please don’t anguish 
Wipe the tears from your eyes 
The love between us all 
Has proven true 
It’s from that My strength, I drew 
  
Until we meet again......

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Fear (Psychosis)


Do you hear voices 
While you lie alone 
Feeling your heart pound 
Experience fears simplicity 
  
You make pictures in your mind 
To complicate reality 
Absorbing the ominous silence 
Wanting only placidity 
  
Fearing death 
Fearing life 
Psychotic dreams 
Fearing darkness 
Fear the light 
  
Living a sleepless existence 
Afraid of your dreaming 
Weak and useless resistance 
Loosing a primal scream 
  
Nightmare psychosis 
Feel your skin crawl 
No control over anything 
Wanting it all to end.......

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Elusive Utopia

Where is the fire? 
No longer burning in my soul 
The strength within me draining 
Life has taken its toll... 
  
Nothing left to rely on 
Devoid of feeling for another 
The faith that I once clung to 
Slips away into the nothing 
  
Reaching for eternity 
Grasping for reality 
Fighting to rekindle 
That fire down below 
Rescue me from this despair 
Not understanding why I’m here
No sensory perception 
A struggle to gain control 
  
The internal clock ticking 
So much time passing by 
Falling so deep within myself 
Its hard to even try 
Look up to the heavens 
To rejoice from these bonds 
Surviving yet another day 
Its time to move on

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Intimate Prophecies

I can feel my pain 
But can not grasp my sadness 
Too deep within my psyche 
Locked inside the dark cavern 
Christen fear... 
  
To travel the silent roads alone 
All chances for redemption lost 
But to rediscover my inner strength 
To control its burning desire within 
Finding the destination at any cost 
  
There lies no pride 
To walk against this enemy 
Invisible foes and dark shadows 
Always against me and block my way 
Reality will decide 
My fate...

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Sanctuary

 

I.   Flight from Darkness

All around me
The world closes in 
There seems no hallowed ground 
To shelter me from this void 
Afraid to drown in oblivion 
No where to be found 
Lost forever, never to return 
  
Afraid and running 
Using any path I see 
No awareness of time or reason 
Simply trying to escape 
This fate befalling me 
  
I cannot determine 
Whether this dream or truth 
Where is the resolution I seek? 
Can I be saved from perpetual Insanity? 
Or will I never be allowed to speak 
Banished to silence forever 

 

II.                 Awareness 

A stream of consciousness 
Floods my thoughts 
What I felt was lost 
Has been restored 
Memories of my identity 
No longer hidden from me 
Finally free to explore 
  
As I finally speak 
My voice resonates loudly 
From every wall 
"At last I’ve reached my sanctuary"
It has answered my call 
At last at peace 
The light has returned 

III.               Inner Peace 

Basking in the glow of the moon
At one with the sounds of the night 
I can finally rest 
There is no more flight.....

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Art Promotion & The Mind of the Writer
Copyright © 2000[Writers Journal and John Tuttle]. All rights reserved.
Revised: May 10, 2000 .