Thursday, November 7, 2013

To Poe

Drudgery perfumed melancholy,
pacifies me deep – so very deep – into every perplexing
sound or syllable
of every penned
fear ever felt by you!
Like a haunting veneer
of the unforgettable -
like a lustrous stone
suppressed by the sky,
covetous for an unknowing price.

Pounding sneers of percussion fused rain
slithering over violet stained glass,
feeding the creature that lurks within
your most desired pain.
Folds upon folds
of bewitching paranoia
blur all that was seen or seemed
in the constant relevance of a dream within a dream.
Midnight chimes upon this cruel and desolate hour,
unnerving my soul with such fanatical sensations of horror.
Noir colored obscurities
parading on the walls
bringing forth strange company –
such voyeuristic guests!
Paying homage to the man – the poet – who taught me best.
By accepting normality, the less one will frankly ever know
the ingenious cognizance of brilliant Poe.


Thursday, September 19, 2013

Rara Avis

A luminous blur
in a fragmented scene.
A self inflicted stutter
in the ear of
a far distant dream.

I stir in my seat
head spinning with nerves
upon his return.
Tears slit my eyes,
bleeding through my words.
Penned passion
through the days
of all that we heard...
of all that we have seen -

You are a rarity
in the illusion of my reality.
You are the inexhaustible seam
that threads our veins together,
my far distant dream.

...And when the sun exhausts all sources of power,
when the crow has cooed his final call,
I will be there,
exploiting my deeds in the eyes of my maker
hopelessly imploring
to return to you,
my far distant dream.

Monday, June 10, 2013

Changing Minds (Lyrics by Skye Lyon, Performed by Matthew Sternstein)

Hush baby child don't focus on the pain.
Feel no need to hide away and restrain.
All those subtle fears that chip away and drain on you...
keep me in the loop.

Hold me tight, throughout this lonely night.
No need for review,
inhibitions left the room.
I'm in a swoon at the sight of your body line
ebbing against the light of the rising moon.

I'm listening to your silent call
and so it echoes on and on and on...
and so it echoes on and on and on...

We are just a pair of changing minds
but babe, never change on me.
Never change, no never change on me
and so it echoes on and on and on...
and so it echoes on and on and on...


We are just a pair of changing minds
but babe, never change on me.
Never change, never change on me...

Friday, May 3, 2013

Sweet Field of Clover (Lyrics by Skye Lyon, Performed by Matthew Sternstein)

She was a precious gem,
he was the dream within the beast.
My story was a broken saga,
that fell into the devil's reach.

I thought the love I found
was mine alone,
but a shadow crept from under me.
Stole the house that became my home...


Oh, can't you see?

I cried to the sky above,
the stars all painted black.
The only one I found

would never come back...

I cried to the sky above,
the stars all painted black.
The only one I found

would never come back...

Fighting never made sense,
I let you just float along.
No matter how much I would dream of us,
my heart is where you never belonged.

Now I wander the roads
aching in silence.
Glaring into a shattered glass,
searching for some drunken guidance.

Two years later,
I have you to remember.
A laughable ending
to a cold December...

I'm no stranger to this reality
nor the sweet field of clover.
I found the one.
I found my only.
The troubled key,
for a defeated me...
for a defeated me.

I cried to the sky above,
the stars all painted black.
The only one I found
would never come back...

I cried to the sky above,
the stars all painted black.
The only one I found

would never come back...
 

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Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Blue (Lyrics by Skye Lyon, Performed by Matthew Sternstein)

Your choice is made but is somewhat blurred
and all your laughs morph into sultry burns.
Helpless and scared, I want to hide

believing your madness died inside.
I try and try to runaway
but your love, your love, can't seem to fly away
from me.
From me.

From me.
From me to you was all I knew.
Lord, I prayed it wasn't true.
After years and years of all my wasted tears,
cascading into mountains of newborn fears.
Countless pleas I sent to you
are now splattered with ink, hued in blue.


From me to you...
Lord, I prayed it wasn't true.
Helpless and scarred, I want to hide
believing your madness died inside -
but your love, your love, can't seem to hide away
from me.
From me.
From me.
From me to you was all I knew.
Lord, I prayed that it wasn't true.
After years and years of my wasted tears,
cascading into mountains of newborn fears.


I love you.

I love the blue.

Your choice is made but is somewhat blurred
and all your laughs morph into sultry burns.
Helpless and scared, I want to hide

believing your madness died inside.
I try and try to runaway
but your love, your love, can't seem to fly away

from me - to you was all I knew.

Lord, I prayed it wasn't true.


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Sunday, April 14, 2013

Life & Death: The Lovers

Life, loyal to her beloved, Death
take small amounts of passionate breaths
in between a prolonged eternity.
Their relationship is of a tumultuous kind
where neither her mother, Nature, nor her father, Time,
can intervene through their love’s sincerity;
however,
Death wipes the tears from vivacious Life’s eyes
and explains to her they were not created for such a mortal like prize.
Life abides yet forlorn and left wondering "why",
while Death must always vow to tell his loved ones goodbye.
 
"Of Life & Death"
by Scott Dandson

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Jet Black Ink

Love and war. The two stand unbeknownst
to the one who craves it the most.
Entranced by a smile or the flicker of an eye,
can send a marble statue, in its immobile transit, to cry.
A sweet and brutal euphoria in the midst of winter -
gazing upon the moonlight from an airplane, ink splattered pages sparkling with black glimmer.
I welcome him into my life with newly found grace,
hoping he can save me from this mundane wild goose chase.
Some days pass…but this instant compares to no other form of glory,
and so there, laying vacant in the airport terminal began a new love story.