"Event Horizon"
by Dave Howe 2010
I've been floating so long
...floating so long.
I don't know where I'm going?
And I don't care!
Past Orion and Cassiopia.
Past Red Giants and White Dwarfs
I travel alone these days
and they all stare!
Then someone, something calls out to me in the deepest silence.
A voice like quiet thunder wakes my soul.
Like the Hands of God grips, rips me away
and will never let me go?
Pulls me closer and closer to it's lips
urging me, demanding me to fall into this black abyss.
Spinning, raging dreaming into that astral sea
flying, falling what nightmare awaits for me?
On the edge of Spacetime
circling madness or Divine?
I peer into the void and see no end
within this tempest rays of light are forced to bend.
I am frozen in awe, I melt with fright
looking upon this...Event Horizon.
Within the violence there is peace
falling away, falling away
No raging storms inside
falling away, falling away
Unexplainable, unforgettable, tangible and attainable
falling away, falling away
incredible, so very incredible
falling falling falling
...I am here?
Violent destruction ripped away-eruption
the glue that binds the flesh, the soul the skin
has been erased.
Light collapse-time will never pass
looking down at me
I disintegrate more and more and more.
Into infinity, without memory
as they look upon...the Event Horizon.
I was intrigued with the word "Event Horizon" used among Physicists to explain the outer edge of a Black Hole in that if you were to fall in, they would witness your very being ripped apart and smear across spinning and spinning down into a spiral that seemed to last forever. While the person inside would fall in proper time and would appear that nothing eventful was taking place. I may have put my spin on it, and that's why they call it artsitic license.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Songs without music 3
"Lawn Angels"
by Dave Howe 2010
Take my hand tonite, come along with me.
Smell that sweet summer air, lilac and mystery.
Let's lay in the grass, and look into the sky.
Dreams are falling from the Heaven's,
let's wish upon...before they burn out and die.
Chorus:
Angels in the sky
they dance from dusk til' dawn
Devils play their music
til' the rising of the sun
Angels taste the flesh
go to Hell where they belong
Devils swear their love forever
making Angels on the lawn
Beneath a canvas of midnite and silver star shine
making promises and wishes,
til' the end of time.
Take my hand tonite, let me carry you away,
back to that memory that moment when our youth didn't seem so many
light years away.
Chorus:
Angels in the sky
they dance from dusk til' dawn
Devils play their music
til' the rising of the Sun
Angels taste the flesh
go to Hell where they belong
Devils swear their love forever
making Angels on the lawn
by Dave Howe 2010
Take my hand tonite, come along with me.
Smell that sweet summer air, lilac and mystery.
Let's lay in the grass, and look into the sky.
Dreams are falling from the Heaven's,
let's wish upon...before they burn out and die.
Chorus:
Angels in the sky
they dance from dusk til' dawn
Devils play their music
til' the rising of the sun
Angels taste the flesh
go to Hell where they belong
Devils swear their love forever
making Angels on the lawn
Beneath a canvas of midnite and silver star shine
making promises and wishes,
til' the end of time.
Take my hand tonite, let me carry you away,
back to that memory that moment when our youth didn't seem so many
light years away.
Chorus:
Angels in the sky
they dance from dusk til' dawn
Devils play their music
til' the rising of the Sun
Angels taste the flesh
go to Hell where they belong
Devils swear their love forever
making Angels on the lawn
Monday, July 19, 2010
My first published art project
This is artwork I did for Khmer Health Advocates Inc. My first published piece, hopefully not my last? lol
Friday, July 16, 2010
Songs without music 2
"Forever and a Day" by Dave Howe 2008
I can hardly remember that night,
when my hopes and dreams were torn away.
I began walking in circles to escape the pain,
it's been years but it still hurts like yesterday.
I find it's harder to move forward,
when all I do is keep looking back.
I stop to let the snow blind my journey ahead,
I look behind to see that it's erased every last track.
And I fall...I fall and hope to fade away
I fall...I pray that I die today
and I fall...I fall and hope to fade away
I fall and hope this storm will blanket me
for, forever and a day.
I'm tired and have given up this fight
soon I'll sleep forever thanks to this cold night
embrace me sweet bitch, with your icy caress
whisper dreams of death into my ears and nothing less.
And I fall...I fall and hope to fade away
I fall...I pray that I die today
and I fall...I fall and hope to fade away
I fall and hope this storm will blanket me
for, forever and a day.
And someone will find him one day,
wearing a smile so sad, that held back the tears.
But nothing will be sadder than the face of the girl,
who froze that night by his side, too late to lessen his fears.
I can hardly remember that night,
when my hopes and dreams were torn away.
I began walking in circles to escape the pain,
it's been years but it still hurts like yesterday.
I find it's harder to move forward,
when all I do is keep looking back.
I stop to let the snow blind my journey ahead,
I look behind to see that it's erased every last track.
And I fall...I fall and hope to fade away
I fall...I pray that I die today
and I fall...I fall and hope to fade away
I fall and hope this storm will blanket me
for, forever and a day.
I'm tired and have given up this fight
soon I'll sleep forever thanks to this cold night
embrace me sweet bitch, with your icy caress
whisper dreams of death into my ears and nothing less.
And I fall...I fall and hope to fade away
I fall...I pray that I die today
and I fall...I fall and hope to fade away
I fall and hope this storm will blanket me
for, forever and a day.
And someone will find him one day,
wearing a smile so sad, that held back the tears.
But nothing will be sadder than the face of the girl,
who froze that night by his side, too late to lessen his fears.
Songs without music 1
"Untitled" by David Howe 2009
A light napalm mist of rain
a wave of souls the seven seas shall claim
tears of the angels fall to the earth as glass
shattered dreams of the Seraphim Prince shall pass.
The heart of eternal dark and dread
miss a beat, miss a rythm miss the call it's dead
blood from the devils ripple through the crimson pools
cut the cords of ambitions attached to all these fools.
Arrows of rust and plague and plight
choirs of bladesongs sharpest light
knocked and ready, waiting for the word
make your point, make it potent, make the notes be heard.
The darkness and the light are joined as one
against the souless, the faceless unforgiving son
a by-product of all religon and belief
the unbeliever, the deciever, the assassin and thief
You don't have to choose a pantheon or myth
just believe, and victory shall be your gift.
A light napalm mist of rain
a wave of souls the seven seas shall claim
tears of the angels fall to the earth as glass
shattered dreams of the Seraphim Prince shall pass.
The heart of eternal dark and dread
miss a beat, miss a rythm miss the call it's dead
blood from the devils ripple through the crimson pools
cut the cords of ambitions attached to all these fools.
Arrows of rust and plague and plight
choirs of bladesongs sharpest light
knocked and ready, waiting for the word
make your point, make it potent, make the notes be heard.
The darkness and the light are joined as one
against the souless, the faceless unforgiving son
a by-product of all religon and belief
the unbeliever, the deciever, the assassin and thief
You don't have to choose a pantheon or myth
just believe, and victory shall be your gift.
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Published Poetry part 2
"Hearts of Winter" by David K. Howe-Timeless Voices
Starless night, freezing darkness,
unbroken silence of despair.
Shroud of White death all around me,
alone with thoughts more than I can bear.
Feral stalkers in the shadows,
there they wait for me too fall.
Spirits of once dead injuns,
somehow part of nature,and yet unnatural.
They hunt like wolves,but not for food,
not for pleasure, it's sweet revenge.
She leads her pack out into the moonlight,
their banshee wails drive me to the edge.
This is the end, and I know I'll die alone,
my crimes are hidden deep within my veins.
I carry the sins of my fathers,
but it is I who will die in their name.
I'm so scared and I'm so cold,
they circle round me, six shades of white.
There she is; God, please help me-those eyes,
freezing darkness...starless night.
Starless night, freezing darkness,
unbroken silence of despair.
Shroud of White death all around me,
alone with thoughts more than I can bear.
Feral stalkers in the shadows,
there they wait for me too fall.
Spirits of once dead injuns,
somehow part of nature,and yet unnatural.
They hunt like wolves,but not for food,
not for pleasure, it's sweet revenge.
She leads her pack out into the moonlight,
their banshee wails drive me to the edge.
This is the end, and I know I'll die alone,
my crimes are hidden deep within my veins.
I carry the sins of my fathers,
but it is I who will die in their name.
I'm so scared and I'm so cold,
they circle round me, six shades of white.
There she is; God, please help me-those eyes,
freezing darkness...starless night.
Published Poetry part 1
"Technical Difficulties" by Dave Howe-A treasury of Famous Poems
Part of everyone, and thing
we make it work this machine
step by step, we stay in line
a masterpiece of society's design.
Where your life is, controlled by the clock,
time fades away before your eyes-tick tock.
concrete and metal closing us in
and our leaders pretending, that we can win.
In this day and age , love is just an illusion,
or just another product to sell, in the streets of confusion.
Rich man-poor man you and me
we're all the working parts of this damn machine.
I'm living, breathing, unique and real
I won't be a part of this plastic and steel,
today i shut down, and they questioned why?
I answered...I'm experiencing Technical Difficulties please stand by.
Part of everyone, and thing
we make it work this machine
step by step, we stay in line
a masterpiece of society's design.
Where your life is, controlled by the clock,
time fades away before your eyes-tick tock.
concrete and metal closing us in
and our leaders pretending, that we can win.
In this day and age , love is just an illusion,
or just another product to sell, in the streets of confusion.
Rich man-poor man you and me
we're all the working parts of this damn machine.
I'm living, breathing, unique and real
I won't be a part of this plastic and steel,
today i shut down, and they questioned why?
I answered...I'm experiencing Technical Difficulties please stand by.
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