Alan Strand

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Death stalks the skid road walks:
Come see the lonely shadows shuffle,
Enslaved by the thorny prospect
Of powdered lies viewed in vacant eyes:
...

Let me gently hold you
As you fall deep asleep
Stroking you to Dreamland
So nightmares will not creep.
...

If I could be just like this
I’d be O.K.
No sadness at night time
No darkness in the day.
...

Take my hand and let me go
To the inner world
Where darkness and obscurity flow.
...

I never noticed before that I missed
So much of the boundless beauty
That was laid out at my feet
Like a royal tapestry
...

I am afraid of Love
For when she stares me in the eye
I freeze, I fight to breathe
As I drown in a sea of uncertainties.
...

From the moment we split
The chill of a cold Norse wind
Set upon the back of my neck
Hinting of summer’s all too quick passing.
...

Rain drops die-
A passive pitter-pattering of death
On my dark windshield.
...

Tears for April
A child full of hope
Made some bad choices
All leading to dope
...

Our ships lie here in anchor
We have a certain quest,
Love is our precious cargo
We’ll put it to the test.
...

The pacific ocean slows to show its glassy face
Reflecting lazy sunbeams and manes of wispy clouds.
A sliver of crescent moon rises
Like a cosmic smile from a cold deep space.
...

At times like this when I feel all alone
Like a petal drifting over a deep dark pond
I wonder if Nature’s blooms have ever known
That life-giving water can be beyond
...

Ten years ago and more
Our paths crossed on that thin thread of sea wall,
You riding, me running,
Both hearts pounding in unison.
...

The heart is a strange thing really
For it is the seat of the soul,
That which makes us
Full of love, rich in emotion,
...

The last time it poured like this
We were in Cuba
On a lonely stretch of beach
Huddled under some quivering broad leaves,
...

Why do I wait for replies
When no one is there
To answer me?
...

Dip down yet again
Bright and blazing sun
Like invariant clockwork
In paleness or pastels
...

Big brown leaf
Fallen on a stone
No where to hide
I feel all alone.
...

Bye for now my love
I must think of you
As not driving away
But venturing forth
...

Ah, here you are
My sweet love,
Come sit with me
Here by the sea-
...

Alan Strand Biography

Alan is a both a lover and a fighter. He has traveled widely, loved deeply, and experienced enough for several lifetimes. The penning of poetry is often a carthartic exercise, one which gives him great joy and comfort, be they long or short, when love is done (for now) .)

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The Steel Vampire

Death stalks the skid road walks:
Come see the lonely shadows shuffle,
Enslaved by the thorny prospect
Of powdered lies viewed in vacant eyes:
The silent cry of the steel vampire!

But why bleed dry these souls so sick
Who desperately rush from fix to fix
Which they dare share
With their new friends,
'Through a Blue Lens'.

(Written for Odd Squad,1999/06/11.)

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