Derek Logan Shatto Creative Page

Some things I have written.

The Throbbing Clock

Have you ever stared at a clock, and listened to each tick and tock?
For each tick is just one breath and each tock one part of death
The hands they slash, like a knife, and symbolize your little life
You can watch it just tick away, every hour of every day
A reminder of what the future holds, the bond between the young and old
Like a heart that sits there beating, the lifeforce that is quickly fleeting
Feel the pulse within your chest, count the seconds between each breath
See the clock upon the wall, and realize you have no time at all

I stare in anger at the machine and the significance of what it means
For each life has it's own clock, They all still tick and all still tock
No matter how fancy yours may be, they still all do the exact same thing
you can try to prolong the end, but in the end the ends the end

So how do we spend our lives, when limited by a thing like time?
Is each day a different day or do they all just merge and fade?
Far to often it always seems, the day is matched by what proceeds
The laughter changes to sobbing tears, days to weeks and months to years
The meaning of ones destiny, drifts to smaller, lesser things
And then we realize as we die, we've done nothing with our lives
Deep down we know that it is wrong, time continues moving on
The one thing that we've all to give, do any of us truly live?

I stare in wonder at the machine and the significance of what it means
For each life has it's own clock, They all still tick and all still tock
The same old motions, day after day, but still it continues to tick away
Every beginning has an end, and in the end the ends the end

Aeturnus Amor Divinitus

The budding trees and greening leaves grew along the lake
while the swirling mists of morning seemed to follow in his wake
the air was chill but the little boy still ran to the waters shore
and diving in the crystal depths he touched the lakeside floor
his head broke the glassy surface which clung onto his hair
when a sound behind him, let him knew someone was there
a girl his own age and height watched him from the trees
and a greeting between them both glided on the breeze
while the sun continued, within it's upward climb
for one brief flash of eternity they both were lost in time

Could it be that you and me are meant for you and I?
True love is rare and seldom, but we don't know till we try
Please don't let this moment pass but hold my hand in yours
instead of thinking what could have been but shall be nevermore
let me guide you and protect you from what the world has to share
your anguish and your problems should not be yours to bear
give me a chance to change them, to take part within your day
please don't send me off alone, though if you ask I will obey

The trees now stand up strongly, their leaves a darkened green
the sun shines brightly in the sky while the lake feeds from a stream
a young man walks with purpose, to the remembered waters edge
the warm water sparks his memory as it rises above his head
when he feels another presence, and a smile curves his lip
hand in hand they swim to land and share a lovers kiss
the waves touch at them gently as they lay upon the beach
in a place where the world can not extend it's reach
the young man and woman, both enjoy their prime
though things went by, in each others eyes, they stopped the sands of time

Please love me and please hold me, wipe the tears that stream
when you aren't here I start to fear that this is all a dream
let me taste your perfect lips and hold you in my arms
let me guide you and protect you from things that wish you harm
Oh how I wish that we could stay and never have to leave
forever in each others arms while shaded by the trees
Let us have just one more kiss and then be on our way
a perfect end to a perfect time within a perfect day

Where once the trees were young and green they now are yellow red
the ground has changed to the autumn rains of hues of fall instead
an elderly man and woman, gingerly hobble on their way
while the sunset signals an ending to the day
resting on a fallen log they view the fiery sky
and gaze into the burning love inside each others eyes
as they look upon the lake his smile turns to grief
he hears her labored breathing and sees the dying leaves
a single tear of sadness trickles down his face
while he holds her to him, within a love embrace

the world is all around us, but it can not make us part
though I feel it's weight upon my chest your safely in my heart
Death is but another step which we shall gladly cross
for it is not an end but merely another change for us
take my hand and feel secure as we walk along life's road
death is still a ways ahead and gets easier as we go
I feel you tremble in my grasp but do not be afraid
let us make each moment count and cherish our final days

The dying trees are buried, by the falling midnight snow
the moon lights up the ghost filled land where no one ever goes
An ancient man and woman fight to reach their childhood dream
the icy winds blow the falling snow and utters howls and screams
finally they approach their goal and collapse onto the ground
they smile at each other, oblivious to the sounds
the man leans over and whispers a few words into her ear
and warming each others fingers his eyes leak one final tear
the snow still flutters softly, across the frozen land
until on the ground there were two mounds connected hand in hand

I see your pain and suffering, etched upon thy face
and though I've tried and cried to God I cannot take your place
Our love has been eternal, and has all things outshone
I shake with terror but can not bear to let you die alone
grasp my hand in comfort, in safety and in trust
and end the pain of mortal strains that's tried to conquer us
hold me in my weakness, and soothe me with a kiss
and though we die I see your eyes and have my final wish

A Perfect Dream

I had a dream about a place that no one else has seen,
a place where only I have been, oh marvelous of dreams,
the ocean glowed a darkest blue as the sun rose from it's depths,
reflections sparkled upon the waves which took away my breath,
fish leaped from the water and flew but for a time,
then dived back in the endless sea as droplets fell like chimes,
oh how I wish this dream was there, oh that it could be true,
oh how I wish it could have been, not only me, but you.

Can you ever describe a place too beautiful to tell?
No matter what words you say they always seem to fail.
if only to capture a very brief flash of a gentle breeze,
as the light shines through the dark and the swaying of the trees,
with all my heart to show you, of the beauty I have seen,
but I can not share for words aren't there to describe what I have seen.

I know that the dream must end but for a while it is real,
the sun rises in an arc as the birds begin to trill,
everything seems to match a beat as the waves all crash on cue,
the plants they dance in a beautiful sway as a breeze just happens through,
the song is not of all the things that happen to be here,
but rather the things that are not seen but yet we know are there,
oh how I wish it would never end, that I was not alone,
so that perhaps I could share it with someone else who's known,

I try so hard to describe a place too beautiful to tell,
but all the words I try to use just simply seem to fail,
how can I describe the way, the sun lit up the sky,
the way that nothing stopped or faltered for one brief flash of time,
oh how I want to show you, the beauty I have seen,
but I can not share for words aren't there to describe what I have seen.

The water seems to swallow the sun, while the birds prepare for night,
the forming dew catches the reddish hue from the suns quickly fading light,
then all at once the bushes stir with a gentle soothing sound,
as fireflies begin to rise and lights flicker all around,
hundreds of thousands of fireflies frozen in the sky,
a glowing rain, but oh the pain, the beauty these words hide,
Oh how I wish you were there, so that you could have known,
the pain I felt as it got dark, and I sat there all alone.

I try so hard to describe a place too beautiful to tell,
but all the words I try to use just simply seem to fail,
how can I describe the way wind brushes through the trees?
or the way the fireflies danced upon the breeze?
Oh how I want to show you, the beauty I have seen,
But I can not share for words aren't there to describe what I have seen.

I feel the dream begin to end but yet I still crave more,
the moon starts to rise as the sunlight dies and shines upon the shore,
the stars emerge and twinkle high, and show off heavens might,
but all this beauty is wasted, for you aren't here this night,
for with all the beauty this dream has how beautiful can it be?
knowing that you aren't here tonight to share this all with me.
I desperately want to show you, the beauty I have seen,
but the words are wrong, the chance is gone, lost upon a dream.

I've tried so hard to describe a place, too beautiful to tell,
and I know, that all the words, I've used have surely failed,
no matter what God has made, what beauty he does share,
all of it is wasted, because you just weren't there,
oh how I wish this dream was there, oh that it could be true,
oh how I wish it could have been, not only me, but you.

Updated:  March 16, 2011

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