Sunday, December 1, 2013

echoes

I  OFTEN  WONDER.  WHILE  NARY  A  SOUL  HAS  CAPTURED  SO  MUCH  AS  A FLEETING  GLIMPSE,  I  AM  CERTAIN  WHEREVER  DUSK  AND  AUTUMN  RAIN  ARE JOINED,  SO  TOO,  FALL  HIS  BITTER  TEARS!
AND  WHEN  UPON  A  LONELY  WIND  I  CROSS,  ITS  FORLORN  CRIES  WREATHING THE  AIR  STRANGELY  REMINISCE  HIS  OWN!
SOMEWHERE  BETWEEN  THE  LAST  OF  TWILIGHT  AND  SORROWFUL  ECHOES  OF YESTERDAY,  THAT  POOR  SOUL  WANDERS!;  I  ONLY  PRAY  THE  "EXQUISITE  PAIN" HAS  AT  LAST  TAKEN  PITY  AND NIGHTS  FINALLY  BRING  HIM  PEACE;
GODSPEED,  MY  FRIEND!                                                                                                                                                                                                      

Friday, September 20, 2013

Autumn

When September wistfully fades

It brings to mind the days

When those we loved so dear 

Were still close enough to hear

Unlike the faulty stars so far, 

But, lovely whispers in our ears 

Sunday, August 11, 2013

HEART SONG

THE NEXT TIME YOU'RE HOLDING SOMEONE YOU LOVE; 
SOMEONE WHO HAS ALWAYS CARED FOR, PROTECTED AND CHERISHED YOU,
PRESS AN EAR CLOSE AND LISTEN CAREFULLY TO THE BEATING OF THIS PERSONS HEART,
A MORE PRECIOUS MELODY, COULD NEVER BE FOUND,
I PROMISE!

Monday, July 1, 2013

dreamers

Dreamers have always been the worlds truest conquerors; 
Kings and Queens striding confidently through twi-lit gardens sweet as Eden; 
whose ease and assurance of all things fantastical, seemingly affords the choice of how they'll end up piercing the veil!                                                 

Saturday, June 29, 2013

Blessed, is the hour of sleep, 
The voice of dream sways on the breeze,                                                           
Our dear, sweet children, laid to rest, 
Moonlit eloquence chaste, upon slumbering breast,                 
And by rapturous dream, little souls make gleam, 
Breathing out love to stars unseen,                                                                     
Through majestic pathways, sleeping eyes shall weave, 
Yet, end up lost,                                             
Somewhere, in between

Thursday, June 27, 2013

of ghosts and years;  

WHAT ARE GHOSTS, BUT DREAM-WINGED BEINGS? 
ASTRAL CLOUDS  WITHHOLDING MEMORY  
PURGED OF LIFE, AND FLESH, YET, REAL
THE PATHWAYS OF THEIR HEARTS CONCEAL; 
SUCH ANGUISH OF A LIFELONG RIDE, REFELECTED BY THE MOONLIT TIDE
HOLDING ON SUCH HOPES, BEYOND THE RAIN
HOW THEIR MEMORY WILL NOT BE LOST IN VAIN
THE SHAME OF THIS, AFTER CASCADES OF YEARS,
IS HOW THEY WERE NOT EMBRACED, WHILE STILL HERE
PERHAPS; PERHAPS, THE MOST TRAGIC OF ALL THINGS BENEATH THE SKIES OF ONES LIFETIME, IS NEVER GETTING THE CHANCE TO SAY GOODBYE; FOR, WHAT COMES AFTER GOODBYE, MUST BE THE NEVER-ENDING DEPTHS OF FOREVER...FOREVER; WHERE WISTFUL PROMISES AND PLACID DREAMS OF THE HEART, SHALL HEREBY SCATTER INTO THE ENDING OF ALL TIME....

Friday, June 7, 2013

WHEREVER YOU ARE;

MAY IT BE AN EVENING STAR FROM HEAVEN, BRIGHTENING THE WORLD, AT NIGHT FOR YOU; AND BLESSED BE, SAID LIGHT CAST AS DARKNESS FALLS, BETROTHED WITH TRUTH; SUCH WARMTH AND SOLITUDE WHERE SEA AND SKY EMERGE AS ONE; SILVERY SPIRES UPON THE DOWNS, WITH BEDS OF SILVER ANGELS-SPUN; AND MAY IT BE WITH EYES ALL MY OWN, TO GLIMPSE THOSE TWILIGHT PLACES, ERE YOU ROAM-NEVER FRIGHTENED, NEVER ALONE-TILL ONE NIGHT, A SUDDEN EMBRACE, BATHE LIGHT UPON MY WORLD, JUST LIKE THAT EVENING STAR;AND FINALLY, I'LL KNOW THAT YOU'VE COME HOME    

The icy rings of Saturn

MY SOUL IS A RESTLESS SOUL; ONE BATHED IN THE QUEEREST OF LIGHT; A SOUL WHICH TARRIES DREARILY, BEYOND GATES OF HEAVEN'S FLIGHT; A MAUDLIN, WANTON TRAVELER OF DISTANT, WIND-SWEPT PLACES; MY SOUL, IS BUT A BITTER SOUL; A REFLECTION OF BITTER FACES; SO, ERE THESE SEASONS CRUEL WILL FLY, AND HASTEN POOR HEARTS LAST GOODBYE; THINE EYES BLEED LIGHT, I'LL SLIP AWAY; TO SULFUROUS DREAMSCAPES WHERE I ONCE PLAYED; TO KINGDOMS HIGH, OF APPARITIONS; FADING SLIGHT OF DAWNS CONTRITION; HUSHHUSH, DEAR SOUL, THY REVELATIONS; THY DESTROYED ANGELS OF ALL CREATION; THEY LIVE IN DUSK OF DESOLATION-YET, THEY'LL DANCE THEIR DANCE, BEFORE PLUMMETING WEARILY TO THEIR SOLAR DESTINATIONS; YES, MY SOUL, IS BUT A DAMAGED SOUL, A FLEETING GHOST WHO CHOKES THE MOST; WITH PROFOUND PAIN, WITH ENDLESS RAIN, INFLICTED BY THOSE I LOVED IN VAIN; AND ISN'T THAT ALWAYS THE WAY? TRUST IS CRUSHED AND LOVE BETRAYED?      

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

butterfly; LIT VAGUELY BY THE SUMMER MOON, SAW I, A BUTTERFLY DOWN BY THE SEA; CRUSHED, WERE HER WINGS; CRUSHED, WERE HER DREAMS; CRUSHED, WERE HER HOPES; CRUSHED JUST LIKE ME! BY THE VALE OF A SHADOWY GLADE, CAME SHE UPON I; WITH EVERYTHING BROKEN, HER FUTURE, HER LIFE; THERE, LYING IN SILENCE, I REACHED DOWN TO TOUCH HER, IF ONLY TO CRADLE SOMETHING CRUELLY FORSAKEN; A BUTTERFLY CRUSHED BY THE REACHES OF NIGHT, A LIBERTY EVIL HAD TAKEN; YET, NOT LONG AGO-THIS PAST SPRING, DID SHE COME; ASCENDING TO RIDE ON A SOFT WIND OF LOVE; PROMISED A LIFE; PROMISED SWEET HAVENS; PROMISED HER PLACE BY DEVOUT ORDER OF NATURE; YET, HERE WAS SHE; YET, HERE WAS I; FAR AWAY REMOVED FROM THE WINDS AND HEAVENLY SKY; STILL EARTHBOUND ARE GHOSTS OF THE BEAUTY THAT'S CRUSHED; ONWARD, THEY FLY; ONWARD, THEY MUST! THEN, HEAVED BY OUR SOULS, ARE THOSE WORDS BARELY SPOKEN; OF RINGS AND OF THINGS AND OF BUTTERFLY WINGS BROKEN; SO, WHILE THE SPRING OF LOST YOUTH SOBS DEEP IN THE NIGHT; I CELEBRATE THE LIFE OF THIS POOR BUTTERFLIES FLIGHT; AND REMEMBER HER WINGS THAT SHONE FROM THE LIGHT; AND THE SOFT WIND OF LOVE, THAT SHE RODE FROM THIS LIFE.....

Tuesday, June 4, 2013

A SEASON IN MY LIFE

A SEASON IN MY LIFE HAS PASSED, FROM WELL BEYOND THE GLOWING RAIN; IN SPLENDID RHYTHMS, FROM STAR TO STAR, FOREVER, I AM CHANGED. THOSE TEARS I WEPT OF COLORED CREAM, WERE DEVOID OF LANGUISHED HEART AND FURNISHED DREAM-FOR IT'S A SEASON IN MY LIFE, THAT'S CAST ME FAR AWAY, DOWNSTREAM. YES, A SEASON IN MY LIFE HATH PASSED, AN EMBRACE OF WHAT SHADOWS CAST; FRAGRANT DREAMS OF THINGS I USED TO BE, THINGS I CAN'T TOUCH , YET NEVER SEE; O WITCHES OF THE WESTERN SKIES, THEY WHIRLWIND 'ROUND IN MINDS BLIND EYE; FOR ALL I'VE LOST AND ALL I'VE DREAMED; IS ALL WHAT'S LEFT INSIDE OF ME. AND, HERE I STAND; ALONE BY CRASHING STAR AND LASHING WAVE-BENEATH WEPT MOONLIGHT, SOUL SHALL SAVE; BY BITTERSWEET MELODY, MY SOUL SHALL LAY-A SEASON IN MY LIFE HAS CHANGED  
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  • WITHIN THE FIERY AUTUMN

    I STAND SHADOW LESS, LIKE SILENCE, LISTENING TO THE SILENT GLARE; WATCHING WHISPERS WEAVE THE WINDS, AS THE LEAF TURNS EVERYWHERE; AND MY HEART IS LEFT UNDONE, WITHIN THESE FLAMING SHADES OF FALL; ITS DESTINY OF PRIDE, HATH BEEN CONQUERED-WALL TO WALL!  FIERY COLORS WILL UNFOLD TO DREAMS, BOURNE THROUGH MY HEARTS CREATION; BUT, THOSE DREAMS WERE LONG SINCE SILENCED, BEFORE REACHING DESTINATION; AND THE SEASON OF MISTS UPON MY SOUL, APPROACH ALONG WITH WINDS SO COLD; WHEN ALL THE WORLD ALIVE WITH DREAM, DEPARTS A LIGHT, ONCE ALIVE IN ME     

Friday, May 24, 2013

Joseph D'Agostino's World of Ethereal Places And Beings: BEAUTIFUL; DEDICATED TO ANYONE YOU LOVE, WITH EVER...

Joseph D'Agostino's World of Ethereal Places And Beings: BEAUTIFUL; DEDICATED TO ANYONE YOU LOVE, WITH EVER...: BEAUTIFUL; DEDICATED TO ANYONE YOU LOVE, WITH EVERYTHING THERE IS TO LOVE WITH! EVEN THOUGH MY HEART IS BROKEN, AS THE YEARS HAVE WEATH...

Joseph D'Agostino's World of Ethereal Places And Beings: BEAUTIFUL; DEDICATED TO ANYONE YOU LOVE, WITH EVER...

Joseph D'Agostino's World of Ethereal Places And Beings: BEAUTIFUL; DEDICATED TO ANYONE YOU LOVE, WITH EVER...: BEAUTIFUL; DEDICATED TO ANYONE YOU LOVE, WITH EVERYTHING THERE IS TO LOVE WITH! EVEN THOUGH MY HEART IS BROKEN, AS THE YEARS HAVE WEATH...

BEAUTIFUL; DEDICATED TO ANYONE YOU LOVE, WITH EVERYTHING THERE IS TO LOVE WITH!

EVEN THOUGH MY HEART IS BROKEN, AS THE YEARS HAVE WEATHERED BY; LIKE ETHEREAL COMETS, DUE THEIR COURSE, ACROSS A THOUSAND RAINY SKIES; WITHOUT GENUINE COMPASSION OF MIND AND SOUL, HAVE I; YET, THIS, I KNOW FOR CERTAIN; WHEREVER YOU ARE, YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL.... AND FOREVER, WILL BE MINE!  AND AS THE MADRIGALS OF MAYHEM  PIPE THEIR CHAOS THROUGHOUT MY EYES; WHEN THE VIOLENT WINDS OF LIFE, SHEAR MY FLESH, THROUGH TEARS I CRY; AS THE SUFFRAGETTES OF SORROW, STEAL TOMORROW FROM THE BLIND....I STILL KNOW THAT YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL...SO BEAUTIFUL, BECAUSE YOU'RE MINE! WHEN THERE'S NOTHING LEFT BUT QUIET NIGHTS, ECHOING SILENTLY, THROUGH MY MIND; AS THE ICY WINDS PASS HUSHED CORRIDORS OF YESTERDAY AND OF YESTERDAYS, LAST GOODBYES; DARKENED, IS THIS WORLD OF MYSTERY, COMETS RAGING 'CROSS  THE SKY; YET, WHEREVER YOU ARE, YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL...AND FOREVERWILL BE MINE!

Joseph D'Agostino's World of Ethereal Places And Beings: WHEN I DREAM, I DREAM OF FALLING...FROM THE FACE O...

Joseph D'Agostino's World of Ethereal Places And Beings: WHEN I DREAM, I DREAM OF FALLING...FROM THE FACE O...: WHEN I DREAM, I DREAM OF FALLING...FROM THE FACE OF THE STARS; LIKE A TRAGIC LEAF DROPPED BY THE HAND OF YESTERDAY; WHERE SPIRITUOUS MIST...

Joseph D'Agostino's World of Ethereal Places And Beings: THE WARMTH OF ONES INNER LIGHT, IN PART, RESIDES L...

Joseph D'Agostino's World of Ethereal Places And Beings: THE WARMTH OF ONES INNER LIGHT, IN PART, RESIDES L...: THE WARMTH OF ONES INNER LIGHT, IN PART, RESIDES LIKE SPRING, BY WAY OF HEART; LOOK CAREFUL, WOULDS'T THOU EVER TRY; SEEK PASSAGEWAY ...

Joseph D'Agostino's World of Ethereal Places And Beings: MIRROR; WHAT A SHAME, HOW YEARS, THEY'LL PASS US B...

Joseph D'Agostino's World of Ethereal Places And Beings: MIRROR; WHAT A SHAME, HOW YEARS, THEY'LL PASS US B...: MIRROR; WHAT A SHAME, HOW YEARS, THEY'LL PASS US BY; AS WOULD MERE WHISPERS THROUGHOUT TIMES ENDLESS TORRENTS OF RAIN; AND THOSE WE&#...

Joseph D'Agostino's World of Ethereal Places And Beings: if only our happiness could be wrung from our skin...

Joseph D'Agostino's World of Ethereal Places And Beings: if only our happiness could be wrung from our skin...: if only our happiness could be wrung from our skin, into a pretty bottle for safekeeping, then poured back into wine glasses and shared, wh...

Thursday, May 23, 2013

if only our happiness could be wrung from our skin, into a pretty bottle for safekeeping, then poured back into wine glasses and shared, when nights are cold and souls are lonely....

MIRROR; WHAT A SHAME, HOW YEARS, THEY'LL PASS US BY; AS WOULD MERE WHISPERS THROUGHOUT TIMES ENDLESS TORRENTS OF RAIN; AND THOSE WE'VE LOST; WHOSE IMAGES ARE BY NOW, SO LONG GONE; HOW SAD IT IS, THAT ONLY ECHOS OF THEIR VOICES, NOW REMAIN; THE PAST IS LIKE PULLING AWAY AND LOOKING BACK, UPON BETTER DAYS; GAZING THROUGH LIFE'S REAR VIEW MIRROR, SEEING THOSE WE LOVED DEARLY, JUST STANDING BY THE CURB WAVING, BEFORE FADING FAST AND FAR, FAR AWAY!

THE WARMTH OF ONES INNER LIGHT, IN PART
RESIDES LIKE SPRING, BY WAY OF HEART
 LOOK CAREFUL, WOULDS'T THOU EVER TRY
 SEEK PASSAGEWAY OF LIGHT, THROUGH SUCH HALLOWED, PRECIOUS EYES!

WHEN I DREAM, I DREAM OF FALLING...FROM THE FACE OF THE STARS; LIKE A TRAGIC LEAF DROPPED BY THE HAND OF YESTERDAY; WHERE SPIRITUOUS MISTS RESIDE ON THOSE FARAWAY PLANES,  WHERE THE GHOSTS SEEM TO GATHER, AND THE MOON CHILDREN PLAY.....THEN, WHEN EVENSONG DANCES, LET THE WINDS CARRY ME....SOUL DEEP IN MEMORY, FROM THOSE LOST, BYGONE  DAYS AND WISTFUL LANDSCAPE OF BLESSED, LONELY DREAMS.... ROCK-A-BYE, MY PRECIOUS CHILD; WHEREVER YOUR PRAYERS SHOULD FIND YOU, TONIGHT; WHEREVER YOUR PURE LITTLE HEART BEATS PERFECTED IN TIME; WITH LUSH, ANGELIC HYMNS; IN WISTFUL, SYMPHONIC RHYME; AND AS YOUR LITTLE EYES WANDER THE NEVER ENDING DREAMSCAPES OF BLESSED LIFE; WHERE RAINING TEARS, FALLING FROM THE SKY UPON THY HEART, ARE REALLY JUST MINE; REST THY HEAD SAFELY UPON PILLOWS OF CLOUD AND LISTEN FOR WHISPERS LOST WITHIN THE CHILLING MISTS, BY WAY OF THE ONRUSHING CROWD; FOR ALTHOUGH I'VE BEEN SCATTERED BY WINDS OF THE EARTH, MY REACH IS EVERLASTING, A SOUL, IN REBIRTH....FROM SEASONS OF TWILIGHT, THROUGH HUSHED WINTER SONGS; FOR NESTLED DEEP IN MY HEART, YOU'LL  ALWAYS  BELONG