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Preface

This is a compilation of my writings. The poetry covers a period of time beginning in 8th grade. Only the first 3 were written then. I stopped writing until #5-9 which were written in 10th grade, #10 and #11 were written in 11th. #12-39 were all written in my senior year. #40-41 were written in Army Basic training, and #42 just before I left for a 2 year mission to serve my church. #43-59 while on my mission, and the most recent is #60. #61-67 were all written various times, as also the miscellaneous section. --PS, if you see a bunch of ????'s everywhere, you should change your browser's Text-Encoding to be "Western-European (Windows)" UTF-8 encoding makes the ????'s show up everywhere.

#73-74 were written in August-2011, a very emotional and intense time in my life.

#75-82 were written between August 2011 and February 24th 2012.

#83 on Feb 26th, 2012.

#84 on March 18th 2012.

#85-88, March 22nd and 23rd, 2012.

#89-92 were written in May 2012.

#93 was written June 8th 2012.

#94-96 on June 11th, 2012.

#97 on July 04th, 2012.

#98 on July 09th, 2012.

#99 on July 10th, 2012.

#100 July 19th, 2012.

#101 August 02nd, 2012.

#102 August 05th, 2012.

#103 August 17th, 2012.

#104 November 15th, 2012.

#105 November 16th, 2012.

#106 November 24th, 2012.

#107 January 23rd-March 12th, 2013.

#108 March 12th-16th, 2013.

#109 May 15th, 2013.

#110 May 20th, 2013.

A lot of the poetry I shouldn't bother to include, but if I only put in the good stuff, then it wouldn't really give you anything to compare it to. Plus, different people have different tastes, and some people actually like some of the poems that I can't stand!

I do hope you enjoy reading these, as much as I enjoyed writing them (ie Taylorsville and Math to name two).

I WILL make you one promise: If all you do is read these, then all you will get out of them is words. However, if you spend some time pondering the meaning behind the words, then you will have found a portal to my soul, and you will know more about what is on the inside of D. SKye than anyone that hasn’t read these.

#1

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Puzzling Yesterdays

The shadows of tomorrow

Remind me of the love we have:

Bubbling rivers flowing over hills,

The gold and silver bells ringing

Like thunder in our ears,

Telling us our hearts, are not

Full of tears.

Puzzling yesterdays we once had,

Now burn like fire

On a rainy day.

#2

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Tears

The tears we have:

Are rivers falling over cliffs

Like rain.

The clouds we see:

Only cover the rainbow

That waits behind.

The footprints we make:

Are of stars in the sky, on a

Clear September night.

The afternoons we spend together:

Are like golden geese flocking the sky.

#3

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Thus

Ordinary hearts, normal days.

Where is tomorrow if there is no today?

Striped mountains that cross each other,

Blowing out candles lit by another.

Finding new friendships that last

Through the future,

Never to shatter or stray far away,

Better forever, and thus.

#4

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Color

Beautiful colors twisting down a spiral staircase

Searching... Searching... The red, yellow, and

Orange, shining brightly, turning like a hurricane

Black and white, changing slowly.

Colorful flashes of light.

#5

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

I did not know blocks could roll;

Who am I to tell the sun to rise?

That yellow light I could not see.

But somewhere a smile,

I have not met this soon before.

Why should I be prey of fright?

A melody I've sung before,

But different, I know not why.

The cats eye looks at me,

Holding something, deep within.

The power of the lion keeps me strong.

The things he tells:

The stars, the moon, the night.

The fiery dart pierced through his skin

Please, please let this night end.

The ice is melting, heat is near.

Alas, the dove has brought the sun.

I thank thee lion please forgive,

My light has melted all you had.

It was not possible,

But now cannot be stopped:

Science is dead and faith prevails.

I did not know that blocks could roll.

#6

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Friends

The bonds of our friendship are:

Birds soaring high above the

Troubles of the darkened earth below,

The faith that the sun will rise in the

Morning and set in the eve,

Green fields of rolling grass tumbling over

Hills and falling into valleys,

Bubbles floating higher and higher past

All stars in the vast reaches of space,

The tender touch, of friends forever.

#7

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Tears of Joy

Tears of joy run down my face.

Symbols tell me;

The old has come anew,

And the Bloodshed was inevitable.

The spirits of honor speak of the master

And his army of red.

The reasons are now in the open.

By the entrance to his kingdom

Another victory is won.

The last of the lovers

Have now found another,

Thanks to the Knight with

The golden hand.

#8

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Regret

The void is endless, Father Time is growing old.

I thought I saw life, but only a dream.

I was a fool to believe, why not?

The shadows are closing in, poison grips my shoulders.

I remember my thoughts:

My family, my friends, my girl.

She had a love deeper than others.

A goodbye, is all I have to remember her by now.

Strange is the meaning of life.

"Fare thee well, " my last words to her.

Now the light is gone the candle is burned out.

Now I have what's inside:

The kindness, the good, the love.

But it's too late, my time has passed.

Blackness is coming, feelings are going.

Too short

Too short is life...

Why now do I regret?

Why didn't I stay?

Why didn't I!

Why do I regret...

#9

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Now

Days past, where was I at?

Time's here, now I am.

Friends I had, friends I have.

Lonely days, warm nights.

The Oracle lied; lightning struck glass.

The joy of life once told a tale,

So I listened.

Now mine, a tale about the Unicorn,

His life, my love.

The dream I forgot, now I remember,

but different, without the Wizard.

I dropped the Orb, I thought I would die,

I talked to him, but it wasn't broke.

Dark was too close,

I couldn't forget,

So I slept.

#10

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Iridescence

Inlets of gold, calm flowing river;

Of glass, of fire.

In control.

A soft touch of wind blown past my face.

Pale leaves fall.

Thunder, no clouds, fair weather.

Dreams fulfilled, dreams forgotten.

Aching solace, longing interaction.

Life understanding.

Not a question of beauty,

But thought.

The truth aloud; told,

But embarrassingly, denied.

An iridescent love

Colors of a rainbow.

Bright bliss.

#11

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Once a burden; so heavy, sublime.

Once a pain; sharp, but unnoticed.

Once a debt; large, payable.

The unknowing destroyed.

A fear forgotten.

Promise restored.

Love endured.

Truth known.

Fresh.

#12

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

The North Wind Sleeps

The songs of tomorrow, the joys of today.

Beauty and love. As the flowers,

Who humble themselves before winter.

The growth and life of spring.

Newfound friendships.

Diamond eyes, black and white,

Pierce the heart, search the soul.

The bear in hibernation, who sleeps

Through adversity, now awakes.

A new life, a new world.

Seeds that were dead burst forth

And mature, always needing water,

Always needing food.

Ice fades, white melts, revealing glorious

Colors: green, red, blue, violet.

Morning comes early; Bright sun, warm rays:

That call out the people, the animals, the trees.

Birds come back from lands afar,

Bringing new tales of

Warmth and joy-Alas.

Mentally renewed, with new

Strength and vigor.

While, the north wind sleeps.

#13

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Song of Hope

The race was won,

The strength was gone.

In life to fulfill,

I lost my will.

I thought I was strong,

I did not know,

I was wrong,

Where would I go?

My thoughts were mine,

A different time,

Of the olden day.

I lost my way.

In love of the past

I found my hope.

Time at last,

My golden rope.

In this song to sing

That my joy might bring

Above my life,

The growth of spring.

#14

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

To You

The joys and hopes of life,

At one time my friends,

At one time my wife.

Dreams which are unfulfilled,

By the time it ends,

They will be my shield.

The strength of tomorrow,

The gift which it sends,

May fill my heart with sorrow,

It just all depends.

But if that strength were true,

And I could be with you;

Then to you I'd say,

"I love you," every day.

#15

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Marvelous

To the wizard I talked,

Often it was.

He taught me the secrets,

Showed me the spells.

I longed to be like him;

Thought he was perfect.

With only a blink, he could

Cast fire or rain;

A mere raise of his hand

Could cause earthquakes;

When he talked with thundering voice,

People stopped to hear his command.

With I as apprentice and he as teacher;

What a marvelous two,

Just me and you.

#16

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

My Friend?

Truth was in my soul,

But how could I know,

Others that would lie.

A kiss for goodbye.

The one, who was true,

One day said to me,

"I don't care for you."

How can this, love be?

I talked to myself,

Put love on the shelf.

Now I am alone,

Never to go home.

Far away I went,

As far, as I could.

From this I was sent,

As I, any would.

Today is my day,

And this I will say,

My friend, I love you;

Do you love me too?

#17

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

To Be With Thee

I was lost in the depths of love,

Destroyed, by fate's red hand.

My heart and soul I'd given;

I could not understand.

If I could change the way I feel...

But, then what the use this be?

'Twas false or was it real,

This love I've giv'n to thee.

The solace of my heart

Aches pain in every bone.

'Tis tearing me apart,

From the pain of bein' alone.

The joys are gone the birds have flown.

My sparkling eye no more.

To be with thee, my only wish,

From this, and ever more.

#18

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Taylorsville (Version one)

Bodies clashing, rumbling, tumbling.

Right side, left side, D-hall bumbling.

Upstairs, downstairs, six minutes that's all.

Chaos, disorder, in every hall.

Papers here, garbage there,

All around us, but who gives a care?

Clean it up, Pick it up; Too funny you say.

I don't. I know; I go here every day.

Teachers, speakers, what a bore;

I'd like to get up and walk out the door.

* Bell rings; All right! I'm outta' this class,

* Man, this teacher can just kiss my assignment.

Once again, out in the hall;

People all tramplin', like Christmas in the mall.

Locker, Shmocker; Stupid thing always sticks.

Haul off, far back, and give it a kick.

Every day, don't know if I'll survive.

Heck, I could be taken prisoner alive.

Home with a headache, take a pill;

Just a day in the life, at: Taylorsville!

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Changed in version Two:

* Bell rings; All right! I'm outta' this room,

* Homework, homework, two days come real soon.

(Author was feeling particularly frustrated on the day of original writing)

#19

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Olfoxen Derryomé

The strength of society wanes,

But one still strong; Olfoxen Derryomé.

All are lost to war and pain,

But one still loves; Olfoxen Derryomé.

Money, grief, and toil,

But he has none; Olfoxen Derryomé.

All to other's plans they foil,

But he waits by; Olfoxen Derryomé.

While we destroy our planet,

Yes, he preserves; Olfoxen Derryomé.

Our hearts as hard as granite,

So why don't we learn

A lesson from Olfoxen;

But who may this he be?

An Olfoxen Derryomé?

Is it you? Is it me?

Nay I say, but look real hard

At the animals around you.

There may be some in your backyard,

So look at them and see,

Olfoxen Derryomé, how unlike is he,

To you, and me.

#20

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

This Be This

Here it is; Here is life.

Strong light glowing; Bright sun.

Green leaves of hope.

Strong dark limbs of support.

Bright ambiance, colorful flowers.

From the leaves of fall,

To the growth of spring.

Like myself;

From death to life;

Friendship falls, love falls,

Life grows, light glows,

But what to come; Yes,

Spring ends, fall ends... Life ends.

Life is light; Light is hope; Hope is love;

Love is friends; A friend to be, or not to be?

Yes a question truly worthy of thought.

One with hope; But, with moral.

Learned by few, told by all,

So this, be this.

#21

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Never

Forms have fallen, light has passed.

Void endless scythe rips my soul.

No hope of death; no, not for years.

Mental fatigue, no room for thought.

No beauty to fill my heart.

New awakenings now lost to time;

Old enemies... Gone,

Old friends... Gone.

Old pain growing,

Strength, waning.

There is no depression. No!

But absence: joy, love, and life.

Hope; Only exists, not here.

Afraid; Afraid of fear!

Dark growing, grasping, clutching, pulling;

But no; I will not go.

A solid wall.

Love is lost, hope is lost, life is lost;

But never; Never, will I go.

#22

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Math

Numbers, blumbers on the board,

This teacher thinks my head's a gourd.

"Pie are square," What's he tryin' to say,

Pies have been round from the very first day.

"Solve this with FOIL," says he,

This ain't home economics, man that ain't for me.

Postulate smostulate, there's not even proof.

Math's really easy, but this guy is a goof.

Three whole pages on two plus two,

Doesn't he think I have better things to do.

Tired of homework each and every night.

I'd like to hop a plane and take the next flight.

They say "In the future this can help you." it can?!

How can math help me if I'm a garbage man?

Big stinkin' goal, ain't it you say.

If you hate math too,

It could be YOU--

Some day!

#23

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Last Day of School. (By A Senior)

Last day of school,

All right, this is cool.

Man I'm flyin'.

Geez this school is dyin'.

Kids running everywhere

Shaving cream in their hair;

No! wait; Not any more

Junior high's a bore.

Sign here and away,

There's just no other day.

Give a girl a kiss,

Wow, your in bliss.

Seniors gone for good

No more fire for the wood.

Sophomores can survive,

Even though they're not alive.

Juniors are a fool,

Not quite, but almost cool;

Another summer and that's all,

They'll come back in the fall,

And then like me they'll be

Another senior in ecstasy.

#24

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Friendship, and Love

Cool and warm, as the spring grass grows,

I grow too.

A winding river that finds its way through valleys,

I know my way.

A bright beam of sunshine,

Long is its way, straight is its path;

So far a distance, but still I receive its warmth.

Clouds o'rhead are not full of sadness,

but moisture for the deprived land below.

A light rain falls, happily received,

The Earth lapps it up, wanting every drop.

A soft breeze caresses my face,

Lukewarm fingers of wind go through my body.

I see you not far off,

I smile, you smile too.

The wind pushes us together.

We hug;

One of both,

Friendship, and Love.

#25

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

All

Too many trials, too much pain,

Where is the sunshine, Why all this rain?

Why is the sky always 90% cloudy,

Instead of 10% sunny?

Is the optimist truly more bearing,

Or is the pessimist more in reality.

What can we find, good or bad,

When hit in the head with Aladin's lad.

Do we think of the pain that has fallen upon us,

Or celebrity joy for meeting such fame?

Would we rather have money,

Than friendship and love,

When hit on the head by a lad from above?

Too many holes, not enough fillers,

Like farmers and bakers and townsend millers.

Or millers daughters, yes they too are true,

From beginning to end unlike me and you.

But all in all, one thing stands tall,

Be optimistically happy, and get-up when you fall!

#26

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Melody

A melody I heard the other day.

It flowed through me, in a strange mysterious way.

I; Infatuated with its soft tones,

It filled my body, even to my bones.

A strong flowing song,

Which did fill my heart.

I tried to sing along,

Could not thus impart.

So glorious and high this song was sung,

That I could not tell from whence it begun.

Some say the soul of nineteen years,

But they in fact must have better ears.

This, my hope to bring,

In a better way.

This song I may sing,

Every single day.

#27

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Before

I sit secluded;

A social hole; Two corners.

The wall and floor lean against me,

But I hold them.

Soft fluorescent buzz.

Stairs lead away, not far.

I see you,

But I can't touch or speak to you.

Once I did, but I was lost,

I can't now.

#28

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

The Time To Be

Today is today,

As away is a way,

Of being a friend

From beginning to end.

A bird in the eye,

Or a pie on the fly.

A way of hope,

A way of love.

A time to grope,

For up above.

Life is life,

As strife is strife.

Heard a bird,

Don't say a word.

Time's a gone,

A wayward song.

Forever hear,

The time to be,

Forever near,

You here to me.

#29

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

See You

Long wistful solitude.

Lost in time; but moving.

Neither forward nor back;

But moving.

I look at you, and you,

Are moving,

But where.

Away from me,

But where.

I wonder if you see me;

You don't.

But do you want to,

You don't.

I wish I could touch you,

I won't.

Be with you,

I can't.

So what is it I do...

I guess....

Just see you.

#30

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Me Soon

I hear your steps.

I see your face.

Your fiery hair.

Your warm embrace.

I see myself,

Alone and kind.

I hope that you

Me soon will find.

True in your form

You soon will be.

I hope that you

Me soon will see.

I ask if you

Will lend your ear.

I hope that you

Me soon will hear.

I may be kind,

I may be true,

My only hope...

To be with you.

#31

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Waiting For You

Hiding behind the mountains warm,

While I lost and longing.

Waiting for you to shine,

Shine on me, with yellow light.

Bright fire glowing.

But why do you hide at night?

And leave me cold and dark,

Left to fulfill myself

With artificial heat and light.

So there you are; Hiding.

But I see you peek

Slightly grinning.

My heart yearns for you,

Wishing I could see you always.

I hate when we part.

You leave that last warm embrace,

That keeps me alive,

Knowing that you'll

Always be there.

And I will be there also,

Waiting for you.

#32

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Chaos

Solace power rips light, and soul hard heart,

cold touch, tearing flesh, chewing bone, melted

Zenith, hot temper embraced between my heart.

My mind entangled, spirited for good, but

willed toward evil. Strong dark light, grieving

through hope. Glass flies shattering between,

in and out of life. Light seeing betwixt might

and love. Unleashed, with the power to burn,

the power to heal. When lost and alone, the

skill have I none, my strength lost to them,

they steal it peaceably, no argue from I,

destruction dark, shaking my hope, but never

lost through the ages, I, the last guardian

of truth and respect, bombarded by rays of

death and delight, my shoes cannot protect

me from spikes of fiends.

#33

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

The Envelope

Have I known this touch before;

Such pure thought courses through my soul.

Have I known this face before;

A smile that knocks my feet asunder,

Only to make me smile also.

I pinch myself; Ouch!

So there I am; Ga ga,

Flat on my back;

Smiling,

Staring into space.

A large planet enters the horizon,

It is you, looming over me.

True to form; Two bright stars

That look at me, as I look at them.

Sad though, the reflection is more than me,

But so may mine.

So I envelope myself with your presence,

And am lost.

#34

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

I Will Be There (hymn)

In that morn when Christ shall come, I will be there

And there may be only some, I will be there

And there to fill my joy

With every girl and boy

I will be there at the coming of the Lord.

In that war with Christ I'll fight, I will be there

And never to lose sight, I will be there

And there to stand tall

All for one and one for all

I will be there with the spirit of the Lord.

When I die in Heav'n I'll be, I will be there

And you I hope to see, I will be there

And there I may sing

Praise and joy to my king

I will be there in the glory of the Lord.

#35

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

There I Am

Extraordinary bliss,

Infracted light;

Encompassed rain of glowing clover,

Drops of water hit my head.

Wet with envy,

Lost with love,

Found by hope.

Once again, yes there I am,

In stars of glory; on my back.

#36

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

A Car

With wheels tumbling, gears grinding,

You take me there.

Little tiny horses run,

Which turn the crank and

Push the pistons.

No complaints, maybe a shudder,

All you ask: A drink of gas,

Vermouth dé oil.

#37

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Lost

Strange light glowing, filling me with warmth

But I, feeding electricity through;

Cut the switch.

Dark air collides with me, coursing

Through my soul;

One bright, but lost.

#38

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Spent Time

In my room;

Warm yellow light drenches my face.

A loud thought of joy in the corner.

A soft breeze whispers past my nose.

A melody encumbers my brain;

Grasped up.

I talk into technology;

You talk back.

Life swirls around my ankles,

Then my legs, chest, and head.

I can touch you;

I can feel you;

But I can't see you.

So there I am, floating;

I brush my back across the ceiling.

Push myself along the walls.

Great bliss;

Time spent.

#39

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Back Again

For hopes, and dreams, and goals, and life,

For love, and strength, for you, my wife,

My bond, my vow, my sacred word,

For all who hear, for all who've heard,

My love to thee is true, is strong,

For night, for day, for all life long,

To hold you close, to hold you near,

A dream come true, so do not fear,

For sin, for pain, yes all is well,

I will be strong, I will not fail,

I'll fight for thee in sacred place,

To cause no harm, or no disgrace,

Triumphantly I will come back,

With sword in hand, and foe in sack,

All of this, I do for you,

To show you that my love is true,

In life to come, yes up above,

To be with thee, my wife, my love,

My only wish, 'tis true to thee,

To then, and now, eternity...

...And back again.

#40

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Forever And A Day

I've been waiting for this day, all of my life.

I've been waiting for this day, to make you my wife.

I've been waiting for so long,

But I know our love is strong,

And it will burn bright,

All of the night,

And forever, and back again.

Now that we are here, face to face.

Now that we are here, in this holy place.

They say our time has come,

But it's really just begun,

For a fam'ly we will be,

For now to eternity,

And forever, and back again.

Our future looks so bright, now and forever.

Our future looks so bright, we will be together.

Forever and a day,

Our love will never fade away,

Whether joy or sorrow,

I'll be with you tomorrow,

And forever, and back again.

#41

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Your Heart

One-hundred-thirty days have passed.

I long for home to come at last.

Your light warm touch, your gentle hand;

Yes, I would conquer every land,

To see you once again, my friend,

To hold you close, until the end,

To feel you near, your lifelong love,

As soothing as a turtle dove.

My heart grows weak, from all this pain.

My tears, they fall like thund'rous rain.

But strength will come when you are near,

And once again, your voice I'll hear.

The time is coming, very soon,

I'll hold you underneath the moon,

And then our love we will restore,

We will be whole, forever more.

I miss your love, I miss your kiss,

But mostly, it's your heart I miss.

#42

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Someday

Glowing blades of grass, and rolling hills.

Lost in life; and love with all its thrills.

A helpful hand will reach out calling,

To keep me here and help from falling.

Yet with thoughts of you, and all my greed,

My heart left undone, yes I concede,

But trials of the past have left me here,

When all I need, is to have you near.

If I stop and think of you right now,

I may not make it; And yes, but how,

I long to hold you, and see your face,

You light every room, and every place.

Christ has shown me down his great straight path.

If I stop right now I'll feel his wrath.

Accept my concern and humble plea,

In hopes that someday, you'll be with me.

#43

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

To See

What can I say, when all is said and done?

I learned that in life, everything's not fun.

Where can I go, when there's nowhere else to be?

I learned that in life, everything's not free.

With all my joy,

And all my pain,

There's nothing like

The falling rain.

What can I see, when there's nothing else to do?

People yes sometimes, may not be true.

So why can I sit and watch my dreams go by?

People yes sometimes, may have to cry.

With all my love,

And all my hope.

Without you,

I cannot cope.

#44

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

The Climax

I sign the great hope of days past to joys

and dreams. Aloud the strengths of demons

howl, to brighten my ears that they will

hear the sounds of light. Eminent

destruction looms the grounds of earth, while

hairs of steel burn brightly throughout the

house. Razor sharp beams of ice shatter

the cold wetness over my head.

I hear warm glory enlighten my heart. A

lost sound, resounds in my soul, glowing

swords of light pierce my breath I see the

dreams of time past, with hope as my friend.

Love fills my heart, and softness in my ears.

#45

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Like Him

A lighted dream, of sorrows past.

A heart is felt, a soul at last.

A tear is shed, of joy or pain.

A glassy look, in fog or rain.

To help my soul, or help my friend.

To take a walk, until the end.

To grasp a point, of serious notion.

To pass a vote, by second motion.

My life is felt, a star above.

My friend might need, a little shove.

My eyes, see only God, it's true.

My heart, see's nothing less, in you.

#46

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

What to Do

A fateful thought, a glance, a tarry.

Alone again, myself to carry.

Chill in the air, a broken wing.

Once again, my heart will sing.

To help you gracious, warming fire,

I toss to you, my one desire,

Then I look, and follow after,

And in myself, a chilling laughter.

Tired of all this pillow wetting,

With each new day, a new regretting.

'tis simple if I end it so,

But not for me, that way to go.

I'll sweetly play on my kazoo,

And softly say how-do-you-do.

#47

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

The Price

Great destruction, lost in sin.

Knock on the door, he'll let you in.

A smiling face, a warm embrace,

And then away, my fears, he'll chase,

But once I start to look away,

Then no longer, can he stay.

I fall to Satan's evil snare,

And tell to you, to all, beware.

So then I watch him slowly go,

And under breath, I whisper, "So".

I think that I, alone am strong,

But tell you this, I know I'm wrong.

And so he died, that men might be,

But still he charges us a fee.

We can repent as you can see,

It's all left up to you and me.

#48

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

The Beginning

She loves me as a friend loves another,

She loves me as a sister loves a brother.

She loves as a mother to a son,

She loves as if life is just for fun.

As listener to the preacher,

She loves as student to the teacher

But,

I love her as the flower loves the bee,

I love her as the captain loves the sea.

I love as a bear to his honey,

I love as a rich man to his money.

as the daylight to the sun,

I love as though I've almost won.

#49

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Heaven

In times of trial, in times of fate.

I open up the golden gate,

And then I let myself inside,

And enter in where gods reside.

A hopeful wish, I whisper there,

And to myself, I wonder where;

I cannot run, I cannot hide,

So by myself, I stay my side.

I wish that you won't be too late,

And so inside, I contemplate

Of things that you and I don't know,

So when you come, I'll tell you so.

And then my friend, when God is near,

Then you and I, we both will hear,

And then if you, my friend, agree,

We'll forever together be.

Just me and you and you and me.

For all time, and eternity.

#50

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Keep Trying

Who are you? I don't know,

But yet I do!

I think it is the veil

That I cannot see through.

Who has hurt you? I don't know,

And yet I do!

I think it was he,

That wasn't true to you.

My friend,

How time has come between us,

But that is not an end.

My friend,

I may not be with you now,

But soon I will attend.

We knew it wasn't easy,

And that is why we came.

We knew it wasn't easy,

And life is not a game.

When we left him we were perfect,

And try and fail we would,

But if we don't keep trying,

We'll only say, "I could..."

#51

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Changes

A children's folly tells the story,

Of fate, and love, and friends.

It was so easy when I was young.

But now, I have lost my way with time.

The stairs I once climbed, are now fallen,

I reach the door now, without help.

I see other children play; How I love them.

Why is fate so cruel to me?

No cares, just dreams for them.

All I have are things that worry me.

Why,

Because I try.

A scraped knee. No loss,

A kiss and then it's gone.

Why is love so cruel to my?

So free when I was them.

now a game that people play with me.

Why,

Because I cry.

Playing games and having fun,

Sure it's easy when there's many.

Why are friends so cruel to me?

Children how I wish I was one of them,

but still I am me.

Why,

Because I'm SKye.

#52

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

The Things

I see myself, like in a dream,

And all the things of God it seem,

Are simple things, a part of me

That only from without I see.

If I look inside instead

I only see a tiny shred;

But he prepared a way for all

To save us from that fateful fall.

Like a glowing fire within

That helps us through our sorrow and sin.

And more the wood we pile on, (Ezekiel 24:10)

Soon that natural man is gone.

It was he, who did that sacrifice.

We are the salt, he is the spice.

Beware of leaven, is what he said,

For a little bit will make us dead.

Our thoughts, our words, our acts, our deeds,

All plant within us little seeds,

And the care we give will help them grow.

We indeed, will reap the things we sow.

#53

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Lonesome Irish

A thought alighted 'cross me brow

It writh'd and stretch'd, I wander'd how,

The sweet yon' lass I longed to see,

Had e'er away be'n left from me.

For two long years I dream't o' her,

And all the time, my heart astir.

Instead of feel'n her soft fair face,

A cold dark air didst fill the place.

And all the gold I'd give in Ire',

To see my love, me one desire.

And how inside my heart dost mo'n,

Because am I still left alo'n.

#54

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

The Eulogy

In a dream the other night

God gave me help and more insight.

For I was dead, as I did see,

And as I read my eulogy

Many things about me said

That did mark my heart with dread:

"My dad. I can't even say that I knew the guy.

He was a good provider. I'm sure that he was a

hard worker. It's not so bad that he's dead,

he left us with everything we need. I just

wish he was near, so I could hear him say, "I

love you son." like he did when I was young.

Goodbye Dad."

When I read it, I was pained.

"What about my heart", I exclaimed.

Was I not loving or not caring,

Neither friendly, nor even faring?

In my quest to be inclined, I forgot he had a mind

That I should nurture and help grow,

Like I did so long ago.

"I will help you," I did scream.

As I awoke from my dream,

I tiptoed to my child's bed

And then I softly said,

"My son, I do love you.

My heart is changed and now I'm new."

I whispered in his ear

And from my eye a little tear

Dropped down upon the ground

Then I left without a sound.

And so the moral of the story

Is it's not money, fame, or glory.

For in this life what really counts

Is showing love in large amounts.

Despite my arrogance;

--Thank you God, for

Giving me a second chance.

#55

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

One Half

Barriers of broken thought.

Glances of intrinsic light.

Forms that frighten my mind.

I sense the determination.

I feel the pain that destroys my reason.

Hearts of lost souls waft my view.

Cold, lonely, tired, longing.

I push them out.

Something warm brushes past,

Turning, I see your back;

I stare, and watch you go.

I fall, but something lifts me up,

So I follow. I am lead home.

Then I sit and watch placidly,

Something familiar,

Something warm,

Something there.

I open my eyes, there I am.

I close my eyes, there you are.

One open, one closed; And I see,

We are together, you and me.

#56

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

When I think of You

Tepid breeze, of warm fierce fire,

Fill my soul, with dark desire.

Binding chains, of cold stern steel,

To wane the mind, and weaken the will.

Slicing strips, of shallow leather,

Breaking bare, what's bound together.

Pointed pins, of poignant pain,

Which prick the heart, and pick the brain.

Hematic red, with haggis hue,

Drips from swords, which slice you through!

#57

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Proverbs 25:25 (Proverbs 25:25)

The world is full of crazy people,

Each with things to do.

All I ask, is for some time,

I want to hear from you. (Y'all)

I know that you are busy with your work,

And sometimes in my letters I'm a jerk,

But with your life please do a little sharing;

I sure love people who are kind and caring.

A missionary has enough rejection,

And comes to friends who give his life direction,

And when they write him back,

It's so exciting.

So won't you pick up a pen,

And do some writing?

#58

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Dear Mother

My mother, whose hair is brown,

I wish she wore a golden crown.

She never had much,

But gave me all she had.

When I was a man,

She wished I was a lad,

So she could warm me, in her arms,

And protect me, from life's harms.

I may seem ungrateful,

It is true,

But dearest mother,

I'll always love you.

___________________________________________________________________

Dear Father

There have been times

When we haven't been so close,

But those were the times

That I wish we were the most.

We've been through pain.

We've been through sorrow,

But now we have

The hope of tomorrow.

I'm glad that we have changed

And become something new.

Dearest father, thank you,

for all that you do.

#59

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

The Answer

The Lord is there,

Alma 30:40,41,43,44

He hears your prayer.

Ps. 55:17;1JN 5:14;Mosiah 27:14

You asked a deal,

Matt. 7:7;James 1:5;2NE 4:35

And now he'll heal.

Ps. 30:2;Isa. 53:5;Alma 15:8

If you'll wait,

Ps. 33:20;Gal. 5:5

And be sublime,

1Thes. 5:14

And trust in God,

Prov. 3:5-6;Mosiah 7:19

And in his time.

Ecc. 3:1

Then you will see,

Matt 5:8;John 16:16;1JN 3:2

What's meant to be.

Rev 17:17;John 6:39(Moses 1:39);Romans 12:12

On bended knee,

Phil. 2:10;Romans 14:11

You'll be set free.

John 8:32,36

#60

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Binding chains of fate-

Break free: My heart.

Into the depths,

The calmness of my fear.

Make me see!

Help me hear-

Ambiguity.

My fractured soul!

Cloistered.

Brush my heart with your anger-

I am digestible.

Let me in

Elysian.

Grappling at an unknown surface

Shaking wits.

Into kilter with the gods

Pleasure from the poison

Time to leave!

Silence the noise

Eventuality.

#61

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Dreams and sorrows are fading fast

But hope and joy I've found at last

A time to live a time to love

A time for all, yes up above

My time has come for here and now

I've found my soul somewhere somehow

I've found my thought I've found my friend

I hope to have until the end

One more day and one more trial

For all my life and all the while.

#62

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Incessant chides of laughing in my ears,

With pillow wetting songs I drain my tears.

I think about the way it used to be,

And now the only thing that I can see,

Is solace, death, and sorrow on my brow.

And sweet the guiding light of endless streets,

The wroth of indignation fills me now.

For silence, death, and Hell, my only treats.

#63

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

To the Database in the sky

(A collection of data organized in a manner which allow

retrieval...)

I ask a question why-oh-why

Are bits and bytes the major way

Of storing data day by day?

With ABC and CPU

Why acronyms to say and do.

The simple things in life you see,

Now gone from us, yes you and me.

With computers now most things are done

Why yes, even to have some fun!

For some that's all where they can go,

Our little friend, that's Nintendo.

#64

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

With hair long soft and brown

Light silky touch of feather down

Who's beauteous eyes none can behold

Who's heart's so pure, as rich as gold

Thy problems solved will simple be

Look to your heart and you will see

The one for you lies far away

Fighting for you, day by day

For others near yes you will hear

The choice is simple let it go

All you have to say is NO! (to that other guy)

#65

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Once a fire burning bright,

A soul was lost, a war to fight.

A heart was shed with angry pains,

And then locked-up with brazen chains.

A book of love was shown

And how that heart was grown

To an immensity of size

Oh how that soul did rise.

That heart was strong and true

That heart belongs to you.

#66

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

I See

I see the fire glowing true,

I see life, I see you.

I see the forest with the tree

I see hope, I see me.

I see the joy in everyone,

I see the sky, I see the sun

I see myself, yes very funny,

Hopping like an Easter bunny.

I've seen life, and I've seen love,

With glory here and up above

I've seen the hope, I've touched the dream

Sweet the taste, like cold ice cream.

I can't imagine where I'd be,

(ex)'Cept me with you, and you with me.

To ask for this, my heart is true

I want to spend my life with you.

#67

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

My Life

Slowly rumbling, tumbling, twisting

I turn, I toss, I cross the path.

My heart is full, my joy is warm

With hope and love I have no wrath.

About my head my thoughts are spinning

Friends and love and all of life

'Tis you I hope I'll soon be winning.

For my future chosen wife.

Of trials now and trials past

I know I'll have a happy home

And all of this I know will last,

I never want to be alone.

To hope to love, to hope to see,

To hope to live my life with thee.

#68

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Miscellaneous

I see the hopes of time

Lost to the desires of will

A heart is dwelt on gladness

But burned by solaced touch

The warm embrace of love

Forgotten in the wind

To look out in the world

To see such sorrow

___________________________________________________________________

Here I sit. And there I stare,

A blank white page. With nothing there.

___________________________________________________________________

A forgotten past

Of dreams and hope

A solace found

A touch of life

My heart, full

My soul, full

My life, grasped

Of once pain

Now true

Friends for time

Gained for eternity

Maybe anew

Hope found.

#69

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Miscellaneous continued...

I see it bounce

Both up and down

A rubber ball both square

And round.

___________________________________________________________________

In life a turn or twist will tell

If all is lost or all is well.

A forward glance and you will see

Just what you do and what you'll be.

Keep aloft and keep on strolling

Chin up high and you'll be rolling.

___________________________________________________________________

If I am a Christian,

Why should I fear?

If I have faith,

then God

Is always near.

___________________________________________________________________

Please be patient,

Please be kind,

Keep on growing,

And you will find,

Life's great answers,

Always at the door.

If you keep knocking,

And asking for more.

#70

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Miscellaneous continued...

For all the time we've never spent,

For all the dreams we've never shared.

For all the slime that's come and went,

Here's a guy that really cares.

___________________________________________________________________

Like cops love catching crooks,

Like librarians love books,

Like flies on fly-paper are stuck to the glue,

Darling it's true, I'm stuck on you.

___________________________________________________________________

Two thousand little fences,

each one to be crossed

and time the only factor

to right all that was lost.

___________________________________________________________________

Fly right, bold and bright. Keep in sight, the guiding light.

___________________________________________________________________

Stand back, from the black. Find a crack, in the attack.

___________________________________________________________________

We are the children of yesterday. Forgotten by the night.

The echoes of our senseless words, like riddles made by clowns.

#71

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

My Devotion

I couldn't ask you for your soul,

You couldn't ask me for my heart

--But somehow we're together,

After all, that is a start.

Implication and subjection

Reformation, introspection.

I wait at night with deep emotion,

And when we have played our game,

I want to give you my devotion,

Forever take away your pain.

I'd give my essence, for one moment,

You'd take it in, so why not me?

You don't leave your card without emotion,

So don't deny, what you can see.

I can't make you stop and listen,

Que serah, what will be,

A thousand words still lack the painting

Of our eternity.

If the camera lens is broken

Then the pose is just a trick;

I smiled, you pushed the button,

So the picture was your pick.

Logic holds no reason.

Fate holds no sway.

To develop takes some time;

I will wait, I will stay.

I will be yours forever,

If it takes another day.

#72

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

There is form in the universe,

And sense cannot be made.

Yet, decisions must.

I push them away, holding to what I have

You push them away, not to lose what you lost.

What I lost, I gave

And hope is for the worst.

I hope to give you what is ours:

-The joy that we deserve.

#73

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Pressing forward

Why were my intentions questioned, by other's inventions?

The lies and cries, yet there was no disguise.

My indication was just confirmation

of my appreciation, of which I was apprised,

when I looked into her eyes.

A glance, a look, and a grin wryly smiled,

wasn't implied, yet not hidden inside,

infused with intent, a hope to repent,

a function, induction, and her implication,

was my inflamation in our mediation.

Groping for hoping, with lips and with heart,

your mind and soul, and your wishes impart.

I take in your skin, your warmth, and your hair,

I take in your story, I hear it, been there.

I feel your breath, and your breadth, and the depth,

I feel your bane, and would cry if you leapt

off the edge of the cliff, where you're calmly standing,

where friends gather round, and with loved ones commanding.

In retrospection, it wasn't regression,

But your solemn confession when you calmly said,

"I am giving up, I am letting go,

I am giving in, I am saying so.

I will not win in this fight against sin."

it pierced like swords and hurt my soul

I care to much to let you go.

To fall is not an option, climb the hill, or I will carry,

it is not scary, but hard to walk, when with each new step the sands cave in,

we must press forward in order to win,

this is something that is very necessary.

Don't let infutility in, it is the adversary.

We are in need of the intercessor,

when the forever we wish for, is well endeavored,

emotion in motion, commotion, devotion,

hopes for perfection, in God's reflection,

because, his child you are, so you must go far.

In and out, of joy, intermixed with pain.

I clasp, I clutch, enfold, entwine,

envelop and fold, wrap with an ensign.

Admit, comprise, enclose, involve,

take in, within, the size and the holes,

accept, adopt, allow, approve,

concur, recognize, sanction, reprove.

Advance and journey, to pass and progress,

don't coast off or drift off, repair at behest.

A professor and wise, nothing less in my eyes,

like an arabic vein on a Syrian plain,

no more youthful folly, or elaborate disguise,

to follow the plan that brings only cries is insane.

A captain, commander, chief, and an officer,

a sister, a brother, a friend 'til the end,

and there is an end in mortality,

there is a beginning of you and of me.

We were friends before, and I know you'll see.

We were friends before, both you and me.

We were friends before, and you will agree.

We were friends before, and we'll forever be.

Even before I met you, I hoped to see.

Even before I met you, in eternity.

No matter what God has in store, for you and for me.

No matter what God has in store, you'll agree,

Press forward, press forward, press forward, and see.

#74

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

one day's hope

I never meant to hurt you,

never meant to make you cry.

You were never meant to love me,

and when you did we said goodbye.

We were put here for our friendship,

to help each other try.

But now we're not together,

and it makes me want to die.

The words I said did hurt you,

because they came from me.

Yet the words were just a story,

they were never meant to be.

Now my life without you's sorrow,

because I've only caused you pain.

Because you've left me no tomorrow,

my heart will never be the same.

I never thought our friendship,

would ever be this something less.

And now my heart without you,

is nothing but a mess.

The darkness and the sorrow,

It's really all too much.

I really need this friendship,

e'en though to you it is a crutch.

And now my heart is broken,

it was never meant to be.

My words were just mispoken,

and now there's no more you and me.

Now where is our friendship,

where is it meant to be?

Now it's only gone,

there's only me.

I hope one day you'll reconsider,

we will be friends once again.

I hope one day you'll reconsider,

and our friendship we'll regain.

I hope one day you'll reconsider,

that our friendship is too much.

I hope that we can someday,

be in touch.

#75

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

It was, It Is.

The hurt is less now day by day,

as inspiration fades away.

The happy good times gone and passed,

the gloom and sadness enter fast.

The cold and darkness lingers near,

the sullen sadness enters here.

Where you once stood, now is blank.

I cannot see, my heart has sank.

How would I know what you would feel,

how would I know this would be the deal.

If I knew it then, I would have backed away,

but now it's done, what can I say.

The kind and hopeful words are spent,

now my hopes and dreams are lent

to others who now have the power.

I count the minute, the second, the hour.

I cannot help what I cannot see,

I cannot be what I want to be,

I cannot cope with dark and sadness,

I cannot feel your heart and gladness.

Simple hopes and simple dreams,

and simple hearts, and simple things,

are nothing if not contradictions,

that leave you filled with pained afflictions.

As friends once were, can no longer be,

once entwined, and now set free,

the sorrows felt, can no longer see,

and now the sound is only me.

#76

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

My Adversary

I sit here in the shower, thinking of the power

that you have over me, the pain and the ecstasy,

and your deceitful lies, that fill me with despise,

for my eternal soul, when you fulfill your role.

The subtlety of sin, and imperfection always win,

because I lose control, when you've given me my dole.

You promise me no pain, and only give remorse.

I follow you in vain, and am taken off my course.

I want to crush your head, destroy you, make you dead,

but you wriggle back inside, of my mind and in my head.

The dark powers gather in, I'm swept away, I've given in.

Like my evil twin, you take hold of me, and start to grin.

I fight for control, but I've lost, and I let go.

Your shadows start to grow, and next I know, I'm in your throw.

I am inclined, and entwined, by the design, of your kind.

I am enthralled, by your call, while you scald, and you bind.

I cannot get away, though I try harder day by day.

Your call like sirens squalling, while you wait upon your prey,

and me, I'm slowly falling, as I start to waste away.

You're not happy with my destruction, wanting full annihilation.

I drown in your seduction, accepting your solicitation.

You make me think I'm winning, while you are grinning at my sinning.

While you are slowly pinning me, with inhibition thinning see

my folly, my stupidity, for letting you get through to me

And now, before I seek God's wrath, I think instead

I'll take a bath.

#77

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

My Three Word Poem

Idyllic, Pedantic, Elysian.

#78

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

A work

in progress

#79

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Me and You

It's so funny to see the two of us, so conflicted, so tormented, in agony,

yet loving every minute we talk, every smile, every fond memory.

I think of the times that we touched, so tender, so intimate,

with every intention yet not completely in-depth, unresolved and unrequite.

I am caressed in my dreams,

my thoughts,

my tears,

my heart

and my fears,

and I see you beside me;

smiling, playfully toying

and turning the gears.

This computer doesn't do justice, when the warmth of your breath is all that I miss,

the touch of your skin the softness of your hair, your lips and your kiss.

when I'm around you I feel like the whole world knows,

like they can see into my soul,

because I just can't help smiling, wherever I go.

I am impressed by your strength, your ability to deal,

your power over me, and the way your smile makes me feel.

I can't help taking your picture because I know that it's what's left,

when time and fate take us apart, and it tears at my heart, like an unwelcome theft.

it's easy for you to say and to see, that the you, and the me, are just fantasy,

but it doesn't seem that way to me, whether it can, or can't be.

I don't take it for granted the moments we spend talking or laughing or sleeping

or the time that you lend, to me or to others, 'cause you're that kind of friend.

why do I want what we cannot have, or is it just me discontented, craving something I love?

I sense I inspire you,

fill you with fire too,

but you are just too in control of you,

in everything you say and do.

So then, what can we do,

me and you?

#80

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Not So Proud

My contemplation of the objection, left me standing without protection,

like the imperfection in my selection, when my defection became infection,

whether a conversion or perversion, I am still one with an incursion,

by subversion or aversion I will honor my immersion.

I'm just another, face in the crowd

I'm just another, head in a cloud

I should be humble, with my head bowed

I should not be so, haughty, and not so proud

#81

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

My Destruction

I find myself craving after your slaving ways

you capture me,

take hold of me

enrapture me

The pain and the misery,

are slowly wholly killing me,

beholden to your fantasy

your ways I see,

yet cannot be,

I must be free

or she will be:

my destruction,

utterly;

At times it seems

I cannot be,

but I must you see,

I cannot flee,

you'll hear my plea,

on your killing spree,

where is my, epiphany?

it's only he,

that will rescue me;

if in my mind,

I'll humbly be,

then I will find,

continuity.

You'll never get

the best of me.

#82

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Indentured Servant

The mire and the pain,

are now filling up my brain,

I can't escape, I can't give-in,

I can't give-up, or he shall win,

I can't divine what's in his mind.

I have no knowledge of his kind.

I can't keep my heart, and keep my soul,

so I must choose which, to let go

or I will find out, that my role,

is to be destroyed, by what I sow.

It is not fast, it is not slow,

but it's the course that I must go.

I cannot see, but am not blind,

yet if no change, then I will find

I'll be destroyed, and be resigned,

be found lacking, a sound mind.

I don't control the goal,

I only oversee my stroll,

while they steal away my soul,

and all that's left's to pay the toll.

God's wrath hath a path,

it doesn't take much math

to feel the fire of his ire

when he consumes the lath.

#83

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Poem in the key of E

Why take away my fantasy?

Why can't it be

the way I see,

when I close my eyes

and you're here with me?

Why does it have to be

the way you see

when you think of me?

Because you're free,

but I'm beholden to thee.

The pleasure and the fantasy

are all that I want it to be.

But you bring things back to reality.

Why does it have to be:

without you, or without me?

Plan A has failed, and now plan B.

I've cried at C, and died at D.

And now I'm stuck at E

#84

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Exactly what you see

The silence is almost deafening

when I walk into the room.

I can look at you for hours

and you never say a word.

I see the smile behind your eyes,

but in front is just a gaze.

It's no longer meant for me because,

there are no more happy days.

You warned me ahead of time

what you thought that I would be,

But instead of proving you wrong,

I am exactly what you see.

#85

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

We Shouldn't

I wish we could,

But we can't.

I wish we would,

But we won't.

I think that we should,

But we shant.

I think that it's good,

But you don't.

Why is this such torment for me,

When it's so funny to you

And you're laughing, I see.

Why do I try to get to that part of you

That you hold deep inside

and I can't quite get through

You're making me crazy

with the tulips and daisies

Now my mind's gone all hazy

and our constraint's going lazy

I'm back on the prowl

as I hungrily growl

and you give me a scowl

as you throw in the towel.

But you can't quite give in

'cause you've seen where I've been

Yet you'll soon see my grin

As I crawl under your skin...

#86

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

But if we did

Then when I'm inside,

You'll swallow your pride,

and enjoy the ride

as together we slide

in and out with the tide,

you'll be my guide

as we glide and I hide

and then when you've sighed

with your eyes open wide

you'll say that we tried

and pull me close to your side

and then I'll confide

where I first implied

without being denied

and the pain will subside

when our bodies collide

alongside the divide

where I want to reside

#87

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

It's not just a song

I've missed you before and I'll miss you again

but missing you now makes me feel insane.

You're right here next to me, and you're always in my brain,

so why does my heart ache when you're not in my domain?

I lie asleep in my bed at night,

and I dream of you all dressed in white,

and this isn't a hoax it's within my sight,

but you tell me I'm wrong, because it isn't right.

I know what I feel and I know I'm not wrong.

I know that the time is just too long gone,

because what I want is for us to belong,

but it just sounds like a bad love song.

#88

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

But it is

Do you think it's just infatuation

what's between you and me?

Could it be something much deeper

or something only I can see?

You overlook my weakness.

You overlook my folly.

At times when I'm alone,

or I'm sullen and melancholy.

You respond to my advances

with only LOL.

It puts me in a special place,

which I can only describe as hell.

You make my heart race when we're together

And pine when we're apart,

and you'll only accept my friendship

but wont give-in to my whole heart.

My best just isn't good enough,

You make it oh so rough.

I wish our lives were easier,

It shouldn't be this tough.

But it is.

#89

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

How I Miss You

It's not like I wanted something more, or something extra,

I only wanted to be friends.

But the hugs you gave, made me feel so special,

It became my obsession, and probably what took us to our end.

I talked a big talk and told some great tales,

Looking for attention, but it only set off bells.

Sometimes I'm my own worst enemy,

When all I really wanted was for you to be a friend to me

But that's not the way I acted and I owe you an apology,

but now I'll never see you and I can't, you see

because you told me to just let you be.

So now I sit here pining, for each moment our friendship never had,

because you asked me to be good, but I only acted bad.

I wish it wasn't true, and I could take it back and act more pure;

I wish that you and I could go back to what we were.

We shared some time together, and how wonderful it was,

And now I'm without you forever, and I'm the only cause.

And I just don't know, why I'm out of control

I wish it wouldn't be, and I wish you didn't go,

but wishing you would again be friends with me doesn't make it so.

All I can do is write how

I miss you now.

signed below,

XXO

#90

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Do I Care?

I need a goal, a mission an assignment an objective,

a purpose, a direction, a reason for my being.

Without it I am lost, misguided, misdirected,

left to wanter aimlessly without a way of seeing.

Can you step in and find a way to lift me up?

Can you take me in, give me shelter,

like some wayward wand'ring pup?

Without your help I'm lost, I'm nothing.

I'm just an empty shell.

I'm headed towards destruction,

on a road that's paved in Hell.

I should have paid attention when you warned me about this path,

You told me it was simple, after all, it isn't math.

so now what do I do, sitting here aimless, goal-less, disconnected,

heartbroken, soulless, feeling sorry and dejected?

I appreciate the times, when you let me tag along,

following your scent, and listening to your song.

But there's nothing left to do,

because I'm alone again,

I guess I'll just sit here,

until the end.

#91

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

I Miss Your Face

It's very clear to me, that you are your own entity.

I shouldn't try to involve myself in your life you see.

I'm not sure why I try to be,

anything more to you than me.

I don't have wings, I cannot fly,

I can't save you from things, so why try?

It's only in my nature, to be friendly and be caring,

but it also makes me come across as a stalker and overbearing.

What do you want me to say, I care about you!

I can only say the words that are true.

But you won't listen to me,

at least not anymore,

not ever since,

I showed up at your door.

You think I'm in love,

but I don't think that's the case,

It's just who I am,

I miss your face.

#92

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Beyond the Best

You look at yourself, and what do you see?

You think that you're fat, and you think you're ugly.

I look at you and what do I see?

I see a queen, I see a beauty.

You let society dictate your thoughts on your image,

but you're believing a lie,

you're chasing a mirage.

I see you as perfect, in almost every way,

I yearn for your soul's touch,

when you pass by me each day.

You sell yourself short,

and you let yourself down.

I pine after you

and I'd give you a crown;

But would it prove to you that you're

better than the best?

Because I just can't make you believe

that you are beyond the rest.

You have so much to give,

there's so much to who you are.

I'll say it again,

you're beyond the best,

and by far!!

Don't take it from me,

and the words that I say,

just believe in yourself,

starting today,

and you will see,

come what will, and what may,

you will be beyond the best!

Just believe me!

Okay?!!

#93

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Try To Measure

I'm so happy when I hear your voice,

and the time just seems to slip away.

I could talk to you 1,000 hours,

and it would only feel like one day.

I'm not sure why it feels so easy,

we haven't been friends that long.

But maybe we've known each other forever,

who's to say, if I am wrong?

It's simple. When I hear your voice,

I lose myself in your soul

And both of us can rejoice,

when either achieves a goal.

I hope I'm not by myself, when I wish,

our friendship would last forever.

And I know for sure my heart would squish,

if anyone tried to make it sever.

My heart is mine, and yours is yours,

but we're so happy when we're together.

So just know this, it's your soul I miss,

when I'm feeling under weather.

Please be mine, 'til the end of time,

our friendship that I treasure;

And I will also, be a friend to you,

in a way

that you and I

cannot try

to measure.

#94

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Just be You

It's been so long since I saw you last,

that I don't know what to do,

and I don't know what to say.

But I'm certain that we will have a blast,

becasue of the way I feel about you,

the moments will just melt away.

Our friendship is something that I know will last forever,

because of who you are,

and because of what we know.

It's something that will stand the test of time, if we strive to endeavor.

I know that we'll go far,

no matter where we go.

It's funny 'cause I miss you so much, I have butterflies in my belly.

It seems we've been apart so long,

even though I can see nothing wrong,

But we can keep creating this same song, me and you, my friend __________

if we just stay true and just stay strong.

I'm always happy to have you along.

One day you'll find your perfect match, and I hope to still be your friend.

I know that you'll be happy,

I know that it'll be true.

Just keep on walking down that straight path, and never fall or bend.

'Cause life without you will be so crappy

like when you had the flu.

I miss you, I'll see you, with bliss you'll, just be you.

#95

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

I Can, but I Can't

It's so hard not talking to you,

when talking to you is all I want to do.

It takes all the power and all that I am,

to hold myself back and not call you all the time.

I find myself dreaming of a future never meant to pass.

I really can't help it though, when I know life goes so fast.

It's hard not to think, and it's hard not to dream,

when every perfect picture, has you in the scene.

The sound of your voice is no less than a siren's,

because it calls me in like a drug, an addiction.

You are my heart's affliction.

If I could paint the perfect picture, it would look exactly like you and me,

together for forever in a place called eternity.

But this life isn't perfect ev'n though dreams aren't meant to fail,

some dreams are just repressions, of a long lost memory.

My hopes can't bring forth fruits, because of the darkness in my heart,

but they can exhibit themselves in the pain that I feel when we're apart.

It's like my only outlet is to write down all my thoughts,

because if I told you all my secrets, you'd be the one to call the shots.

So hidden pains, and long lost veins, of hopes refrained, and lovers pained

with darkess chained, desire restrained, I feel the chains when my heart strains

to fill the plains with your reigns.

And all I can do is remain.

#96

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Whenever, Wherever

I know why you warn me,

tell me to stay away,

Because We're playing with fire,

Every single day.

Every minute,

every second,

every hour,

I feel your draw,

I feel your power,

Your smile,

your skin,

your hair,

your lips,

your legs,

your eyes,

your hands,

your hips.

I fight the feelings,

because

we're supposed to be only friends.

I wake up confused ,

in my dreams,

because of how they end.

But I just can't help it,

I feel like I'm in control.

I feel like I can fight it,

Because there's nowhere for this to go.

But to see you blush

brings me 1,000 smiles,

It was worth all my lame jokes,

and putting up with all our trials.

We Samba, we Jamba, we Sharazad the day away.

We laughed at Cabellas,

While we watched the fish play.

It's totally worth it,

if we can be friends

Forever

Just call me anytime

and I'll meet you

Whenever,

Wherever,

for Whatever.

#97

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

(untitled)

It's been so long since you've been gone.

It should be easy for me to move on.

Especially since it's wrong for me

to be writing things like songs.

You said so emphatically, you

weren't "into me" I should have

let it be, but I can't, you see.

Maybe it's a fantasy, or failed

memory, or I'm in a gluttony of misery.

#98

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

If We Were Ten

If we were ten, we'd be best friends,

we'd have no cares, and our days would have no ends.

If we lived by a river, I can picture nothing clearer

than to fish and to play and to laugh the days away.

We'd ride our big ol' bikes around the big ol' farms.

We'd go on day long hikes, walking arm in arms.

We'd go on treasure hunts, and have picnics in the shade.

I'd do my silly stunts, and we'd frollick in the glade.

If we were ten, and it was way back when,

we'd have all day to spend, wishing it would never end.

As the sun would set, we'd soon forget,

all our cares away, and our thoughts would fade,

as the shade would raise, we'd be on our way

home to spend our nights away, while we

dream, of another day, when we get to play

in the grass and hay, and the rolling hills,

that give us thrills, as we roll and spill,

and toss and steal each others' glances,

and time, it passes, but never ends,

because, we're timeless friends.

Since, when we were ten,

men were men, and boys were boys.

In our days of zen, and joys and toys,

I'd hold your hand, and you'd kiss my cheek,

and we'd do it all again, next week.

#99

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

Wouldn't Be The Same

What happened when the innocence of our friendship was lost?

When we could no longer be, because it was too high a cost.

What happened when the guiltless ten year old was slain?

Because the views of others were so narrow and plain.

Why was the false memory implanted in my head, so real, and so true?

It may not have been real, but I felt I spent ten years with you.

It's not like our friendship can never be what it's meant to be.

But for some reason, it can't exist, if there are others around who'll see.

I may be able to act differently around you,

but on the inside something has changed my point of view.

So, even though, I may have never known your name.

My life without ever knowing you just wouldn't be the same.

#100

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

The More, I'm Talking About

I'll be honest, there isn't much that I wouldn't do,

when you smile at me the way that you do.

You told me 85% of the things in your life that are true

But I've given 99% of the story of what I am, to you.

So why do we have to try to hide what we are?

Best friends from way back far.

It's not that others don't understand,

it's just that they are jealous of the things we plan.

It's funny how we tread so lightly,

like if others really knew our plans they'd look at us unsightly.

But I can't help how I feel, and neither can you,

it's just how God made us, at least that's my point of view.

It's funny how the little things, like even a door,

can make us laugh-out-loud and keep us rolling-on-the-floor.

It's sad, because I want to touch you all the time,

but I keep my distance, because someone declared it a crime.

I can't help it though, your bubbly personality

is so addictive to me, it makes me see that we can be

more than just long lost friends you see,

but you are my confidant. In my dreams, you haunt

my heart is want, to hold the streams of joy you flaunt.

It's tragic we can't be, nonchalant, with all the things

our hearts would bring, if you could hear the song, that my soul sings.

I play things out, and in my head, it's not at all

like something that you dread, but because you said it,

it must be so, though tough for me to handle, we'll keep it slow.

And I die a little day by day, though, it's for the best,

whatever comes our way, but I cannot say, because that's a play.

If we could pay our bills with smiles, you'd be a millionaire!!

Yet we have to handle the situation with great care,

because I could look tomorrow, and you may not be there,

and pitiful as it is, I'd still be in my chair.

I'd say a little prayer, to protect you and give you care,

but I guess it's for the best, for there, to be some things that we don't share.

Is what I say reality, or fantasy, does it invoke a sense of duplicity?

I can only rhyme of things I know, whether true or not, you make it so.

Who's to define the love we have, whether good or whether bad,

I can only give you back, what you gave, even if there's more I crave.

#101

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

We Can Grow Together

I can't help your feelings, I can't fight your reserve,

I can't fulfill your impetuous wishes, I can't cause you to swerve.

I can't fight your loneliness, I can barely fight my own.

I can only thank you, for everything that you have shown.

I keep every scrap of paper that you have ever touched,

it may not seem like anything to some, but to me they mean so much.

I'm so nervous, I keep pacing the floor.

We talk in whispers now, because we cannot shut the door.

I'm giving all that I have, to try to please my wife,

but my mistakes are only causing, more and more pain, in her life.

I depend on your guidance and your words of wisdom.

You keep so much in your heart and head, yet so much of you is hidden.

But you let it slip out sometimes, and then to my surprise,

I see the dreams of your soul hiding, just behind your eyes,

sometimes they are wet, with the pain that you still carry,

and you tell me not to deviate, and you tell me not to vary.

I try, I swear, I try, I do, I try so hard to be just like you want me to,

but my good qualities are so very few, it's just too easy for others to see right through.

I ask how can we be friends, because so much of our past we've shared.

Sometimes I feel we grew up together, and I feel all those years we've cared.

I wish that I'll be lucky enough, to be there when you share your all,

maybe I can't, if fate decides against us, or despair causes us to fall.

You say things like: Hmmm, oh dear, nah, and wow, because that's what you dish.

Sometimes I respond with: Grr, smurf, awwww, and as you wish.

How can I help you, and how can you help me?

How can we encourage each other, to be the best, that we can be?

I don't want to lose you, I don't want to find you quit the race.

I don't want to come in last, and I know I won't be in first place.

If you asked me for an hour, I'd stay up all the night,

and if I didn't know what to do with myself, then I guess I'd write.

And I'd put down all my feelings in a little friendly poem,

and I'd post it to the web in hopes that oneday it would find its home.

Sometimes I wish I didn't feel this way, with all that's left to do,

when there's nothing left to say, I know there's more to you.

I do hope that one day, we will find our hearts are true,

And we will return to where we pray, and we will find out that we grew.

#102

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

What To Do?

What if you, could take a pill,

to end all the sadness,

the misery,

the suffering?

What if you, could change yourself,

into something else,

something more pure,

with less buffeting?

I've tried and fought,

and clawed and bit,

and scraped and died ,

every time, I've tried.

I can't help myself, when I fall

and cry,

and I beat up myself,

when the world acts so snide.

What's the use,

I try and say,

every day, when the pain

slowly fades away.

What is the point?

I can't keep this up,

this charade adjoint

against the fray.

I'm helpless,

I'm hopeless,

I'm lost

and fallen,

tied up,

lost focus,

wayward

and smallen.

I keep trying,

and dying,

I'm lying,

and spying,

on the innards of my soul,

lost with no goal.

I'm fried,

and I hide,

from the punishment of pain,

that awaits their disdain

at the stain of my chain.

But it doesn't stop my course,

on this path that only ends,

in the bloodbath of rain,

my only hope.

It's the single thing,

keeping me sane,

while living this pain,

this torture,

the noose in the rope

Waiting to tighten,

around my neck,

'cause my life is a wreck,

a horrible pile, of misery and nope.

Why can you laugh,

and watch me crawl,

on my knees,

begging you please.

Destroy my temptation,

my vocation of sensation.

Cease my elation,

that comes from the creation.

Or else, castration,

it's the only thing left,

that makes sense in the world,

to destroy what I am,

make me more like a girl

But still a man,

in every way that counts,

just less of an ass,

or at least in smaller amounts.

I can't help who I am,

but I know what will.

A small yellow pill,

that takes away the desire,

puts out the fire,

makes it all less dire.

While bringing me back,

to the path of the higher

The forces above,

don't mention the drug,

whether good or bad,

or how it should be had.

I'm just glad that it exists,

and can help me desist,

from cutting my wrists,

pull me back from the mists.

Where I'm pounding my fists

against the wall,

crying for it

to fall.

I'm such a hack,

a quack,

with no lack of skills

for bringing in kills,

but it's time for me,

to put away my will,

and the thrill I instill.

I can't fight the thrill,

and the call of the hill.

If I open my mouth,

and put in the pill,

I can seal the deal,

of my life left intact.

No more aces left stacked,

just the cards in my hand,

the ones that I'm dealt,

the ones that I've packed

In my pocket in back,

behind my belt,

in the place that it dwelt,

just above my waist.

Where the crazy dreams once laced

the base of my spine,

the trace of the shrine,

of the god of my death.

The smell of his breath,

that he slowly stole,

from me like an addict,

on meth.

Releasing myself,

one sin at a time,

getting nickeled and dimed,

while passing the time,

in the prime of my crime.

I want it all to go away ,

not today, it would betray

the only thing left,

just let it pass.

Slowly becoming more holy,

inching across

the grass where I surpass

the only thing I can heft

myself up the hill,

to the top of the tower,

where I'm showered with power,

nothing ever tasted so sour.

But as poor as the taste in my head,

comes the bore of myself

being dead.

The solace that coming,

no one can ignore,

it will track down my door,

bringing the fire and ire,

to destroy me some more.

what to do,

what to do,

what to do,

what to do.

#103

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

IMY, IWYWH, IWISYCHM, IWSMT

If I could live within your arms,

if I had a will to fight your charm,

If my heart could not go on,

I would die, feeling happy and warm.

But instead, it seems that what I do,

Is cause you pain and harm.

I can't help the words I say to you,

they come over me like a raging storm.

I forget who I am,

I forget how I was born,

When I am without you,

I just feel forlorn.

Forbidden love, forbidden truths,

forbidden memories of forgotten youths.

Why do I have to be a girl

to be a part, of your world?

Why can't you accept me as a man

it's not like there's some scheming plan.

Though I don't doubt that I want to know

the pleasures of your body,

the warmth of your caress,

the softness of your lips,

the things that I can only guess.

It hurts to feel this way,

to want to see and talk to you each day.

But you make all the plans,

what's accepted and what is banned.

And I don't have anything to say,

because I can't decode your ways.

I miss you, I wish you were here,

I need you, I wish you were near.

I wish you would hold me in your wings,

I wish so many things.

I want you, but not only for a moment.

I want so much to:

to feel your touch,

to hold you close,

to be the one you chose.

#104

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

I Want, I Need, I can't

I want to lose myself in your arms

I want to give into your charms

I want to be bad with you

I want to do the things we shouldn't do

I want to be inside your body and your soul

I want to infect you with my goal

I need to feel you surround me

I need to have you see

I need you to know that I can

I need you to be a part of who I am

I can't give you what you need

I can't plant in you a seed

But if I could, I would.

#105

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges

The Calm, Before the Storm

This strange contraption,

a motive of conception,

my mind inside destruction

hold me til you cry

want me til we die,

I am wanton for your pleasure

a healthy dose,

a measure

of you inside my mind.

I am helpless in your presence

I am hopeless convalescent,

make me into what you can,

make me more than just a man,

I cannot stand on my own two feet.

you make me want you more than life,

you make me want you for my wife,

but I am broken fallen, lost,

I have forgotten what this would cost.

I can't define my role

inside your ever wandering goal,

I hope to be inside your brain

I hope to never cause you pain,

I am a fiend of all that's

good I cannot tell my path,

though wish I could,

I am hopeless withered small,

yet when I see you,

you're so tall,

you inspire me each day

with all the things you do and say,

I cannot fight the urge to die

because when I think of you I cry,

inside my heart is only pain

because I cause you so much disdain,

I hate what I've become,

I hate that I can't stop what I've begun.

I hate my life and all I have,

I hate that I can't take you with me when I leave.

I try, but no one can hear me plead,

I've lost my voice,

now I concede.

#106

Written By:

D. SKye Hodges