Poems

My Love

Shores of Splendor

Runaway Technology!

Nothing Boring

Somewhere in the Distance

Besides Myself

She Walks in the Rain

Broken Hearted Nun

Land of the Boneheads

Know It All

Big Baby

Deafening Silence

Homeless Son

Imperial Crass

Believe in Love

Told You

Most Delightful One

All That Exists

Different Equation

Essence of Our Being

All Relating

My Love

My Love....with your heart of gold

You came to me so I could know

The beauty of when two hearts unite

Becoming as one....shining bright

A light that shines a love so rare

When finding someone who really cares

And before you were just a dream, an ideal

But now I know....that love is real

Shores of Splendor

So sweetly moving....so gently revealing

Your smooth effervesce illuminates my being

Crystal reflections...shimmering....dancing

Floats my spirit into sky

With ecstasy so alluring

I fathom to define

These moments together

Runaway Technology!

A throw away society...stable diet processed debris

Food wrapped in red tape awaits the starving child

In the name of progress, the end justifies the means

Eccentric social codes in flux...Runaway Technology!

I've got no qualms, about the things that enhance us

But it's getting harder to understand it all

When they overload the system without any rewards

There won't be any excuses we haven't heard before

Nothing Boring

How boring it is doing nothing

When doing nothing boring?

But is nothing so boring...when doing

Nothing Boring?

Somewhere in the Distance

Somewhere in the Distance....I hear

Some crickets chirping...a dog barking...a siren wailing

Somewhere in the Distance...I hear

A whistle blowing on a train that has left me behind

Somewhere in the Distance...someone is dying

I can only hope it's not someone I know or should have

Somewhere in the Distance...I can only hope

That people are having move fun than me

Besides Myself

I am Besides Myself

Trying to get a hold of myself to

Make myself at home with myself

Because I feel too self-conscious to be

Totally myself, when the

Pressure to be other than myself is

At odds with itself too

She Walks in the Rain

She Walks in the Rain...

Is she insane?

She Walks in the Rain...

Can't you feel her pain?

She Walks in the Rain...

So slowly and deliberately

She Walks in the Rain...

Displaying her only liberty

She Walks in the Rain...

Being so very old

She Walks in the Rain...

She could catch her death of cold

And surely I would help her if I could

But she is not alone you see

For I too, like her, am one who

Walks in the Rain

Broken Hearted Nun

I know you want me so bad and

It would be so awfully good

If we could be together....like lovers should

But our love's taboo has become too dangerous to risk

If only we could hold each other just once...with a lasting kiss

They should be the one's so terribly sorry

For look now at what they're done

Making you runaway...to become the

Broken Hearted Nun

Land of the Boneheads

Talking to myself on my self-imposed island of solitude

Because no one seems able to comprehend my feelings

Or is it, that being compassionate has become passe?

Perhaps it's a case of....

I'm living in the Land of the Boneheads

For they don't know how to share....because they don't care

Yet, they do believe in one thing though

And that is, that being ignorant really works for them

So how can I not feel now and then

That all my efforts to reach them, are not just a waste of time?

Living in the Land of the Boneheads

Know It All

When someone says he knows it all

Does it mean he doesn't really care?

For are not his mistakes a waste of time

If he doesn't become aware?

When someone says he knows it all

Does it mean he won't be surprised?

By all the beauty that surrounds him

If he would only open his eyes

When someone says he knows it all

Does it mean he's too good for us?

That what we have to say doesn't reflect experience?

So for all those who think they Know It All

Please do not forget....that what you thing you are

You have not become yet

Big Baby

I'm a Big Baby with needs that haven't been met!

I'm a Big Baby and I'm feeling Oh so wet!

I'm going to cry like a Big Baby and you can't stop me!

For my Mommy has promised to leave me forever......

As I lie here on this cold supermarket floor.....I shiver to think

That now I'm left here to somehow make it on my own

And it's because I have no choice in the matter......

That I act like a Big Baby

Deafening Silence

Deafening Silence is your only response

With your far removed cold, bitter, and bristly vibes

Your marbleized eyes so vacant

Just stare like that of an alien zombie

With your mind aimlessly wondering into some strange terrain

That I could never, nor ever want to image

Your body language....what is it trying to convey?

What proof do I have that rigor mortise hasn't set in?

How am I to know if you really care about anything?

Maybe you didn't hear me the first time

So I will humbly you ask once again

Can I borrow some money man?

Homeless Son

You can't just shun me

You must know me through someone

Mankind's Homeless Son

Imperial Crass

Opulent parade

Cajoling dubious clout

Imperial Crass

Believe in Love

They say whatever

Yet, I will Believe in Love

I still have feelings

Told You

All things full of space

Scientists have discovered

Shamans say....Told You

Most Delightful One

Today was a Most Delightful One.

For it was that time of year where I welcomed the sun back into my life.

I enthusiastically embraced those glorious beaming rays of warmth with tender loving care.

There in my garden, the sweet fragrance of the new spring flowers was an overwhelming joy to behold as I got in touch with nature awakening once again from the slumber of winter.

All That Exists

Fighting back the tears, that I no longer could

Remembering the years, where I once stood

Am I just a mere phantom of my former self....

as I catalog those dreams that linger on my shelf?

Perhaps it's meaningless to be wasting my time like this

when all that remains...is All That Exists

Different Equation

You failed to meet my expectations

even though I sent you an invitation

You think you could have met me half way

instead, you hogged the stage

I understand you have your reasons

and you have every right to believe in you

But we're talking about a Different Equation

where one and one makes two

Essence of Our Being

Nature,

Our Children,

The Innocent....

Keep our faith, lift our dreams

For you are the harmony that always

Inspires our virtues as we

Follow the origins that brings us back to the

Essence of Our Being

All Relating

Being....still....yet not being the same

Feeling....the fluctuating energies pulsating

Between extremities polarities

Spiraling....closer....with so much intensity

Becoming....transforming....evolving

The origin of within that was always without

Forever inspiring....whatever desiring

So exhilarating the electric atmosphere

Frequencies peaking....the levels speaking

The heightened elation illuminating

Eclectically revealing these all encompassing perceptions

All Relating

by Richard Alan Krieger