Alan Strand (February 18,1953 / Vancouver, BC, Canada)
Biography of Alan Strand
Alan Strand Poems
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:
Let me gently hold you As you fall deep asleep Stroking you to Dreamland So nightmares will not creep.
Just Like This
If I could be just like this I’d be O.K. No sadness at night time No darkness in the day.
I never noticed before that I missed So much of the boundless beauty That was laid out at my feet Like a royal tapestry
Take My Hand
Take my hand and let me go To the inner world Where darkness and obscurity flow.
Tears For April
Tears for April A child full of hope Made some bad choices All leading to dope
Afraid Of Love
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.
Our ships lie here in anchor We have a certain quest, Love is our precious cargo We’ll put it to the test.
Rain drops die- A passive pitter-pattering of death On my dark windshield.
As Close As A Kiss
Where are you my Love? I think of you often Like when I am off Far, far from home,
Night Bike Ride
Tropic screen doors open From my jungle bungalow Flowers in the evening breeze Fragrancing the flow.
A million, billion little grains All washed up on the beach, Endless waves swish and swirl The sands within their reach.
A Dangerous But Very Short Liaison
A small kiss, And yet I reminisce About Love done, And dream wildly about
Save themselves from fleeting deaths…
Floating down to die
Die a quiet death
A billion times over now…
Gentle icy gems
Black icy skies shed