John SchweiCarlsbad, California, USA |
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John was a U.S. Navy corpsman and in the medical service corps serving in wartime Air--sea rescue missions, also with the U.S. Marines. Carried many live ghosts from the volcanic sands of Iwo Jima to the decks of hallowed hospitals ships, where Doctors and Corpsman, young and not so old used healing hands to perform miracles in the light.There will not always be time to differentiate between the double shadow worlds we exist in to make choices for our needs, which will determine the unknown fatal final heartbeat grasp of which eternity of two will be your unrevocable portion. |
Sweeping meadows arranged in cryptic message formsOut of nowhere comes the call above ominous cloud stormFleeting waves sail across swells of sunset's amber glow Mauve tinged skies stretched beyond space seen catched in tow Faced with ever the dilemma to turn to just one for trust How can a heart choose to lose the one returned to dust There is the dream now can come true Only in one eternity of two Forlorn secret memory gone in time to wait Fails disappointment the instant turned to hate Stories transformed recall a sweet reunion To remember love's sonnets extreme unction Bring back soul beloved of the original To merge its handiwork behalf life's jumble Songs eons ago with inner themes in mind Give happy a heart full blessed favor in kind Once again embrace joy found Through rapture free unbound Fashion not a mystic illusion pristine Grasp life's real passion, "love" for Christine | Heaven's Loft IllusionsBurning fragrant joss sticksStuck in a dark bark niche Destiny can be had ad nauseam Forbearance with all its malum Pondering with sleight old nick Hoping somehow for no switch Job's comforter will interpel A tormentor in its hell To see miracles in the light Life upside down in day of night Repace the image of body Mind now not so haughty Shifted shadow oh so flighty Known to trek of stars delightly Some distant time prior Kantian Abort aloft yore clay Pre-Cambrian United with strength in all its thoughts Too late remembered set not naught Souls all malcontent breakthrough anew Judgement cloud portends a Thanatos view | Lost Souls FoundFlickering shadows of lives gone byEtched in darkness on stone walls so high Arches created by carved baroque Far afield risk eye saw the roan rook There were then souls, sweet mother, somehow so unknown Who had flown dimensions above, Confucius say never know Too soon to go, sow, gone to ruin Seraphims carry those up in rued tune Many others exude the same shame Existing to suffer pseudo fame |