Christopher Holmberg Poems
|2.||Tension Kept Tranquil.||8/25/2009|
|6.||Never To Be Found.||8/25/2009|
|7.||One Step Ahead.||8/25/2009|
|10.||No End To A Beggining||9/2/2009|
|12.||Where Are We?||9/2/2009|
|14.||That Unforgettable Feeling.||9/8/2009|
|19.||Clock Work Orange||9/8/2009|
|27.||The Gift Of Time.||8/25/2009|
|28.||Continuing To Ignore.||8/25/2009|
|30.||A Few Words.||9/2/2009|
Comments about Christopher Holmberg
With an eye for genuine wisdom,
I clutched your hand and lured you in.
Across an enchanted forest with impassable fog,
I made out your face and it was honest beauty.
You hymned my name through the soft coiled mist,
I replied with what I thought a memorable kiss.
Covered with impeccable virtue and confident style,
I rose to my feet and stared for a time.
With shivers and shocks from your mesmerising debris,
I fell into a dream where I strolled on the sea.
But still I searched for your dear vacant soul,
To uncover and save it was my ...
A pedal falls..into the emptyness of a world full of power and material.
Blown away by his brother in crime, propelling further into the beautiful amazon of space.
Despite his need for life he continues to soar aimlessly on a path set by his carrier.
Each shift in motion, feeling ever so faint, he enters new boundries; new beginnings to an end he cannot predict.
As the whistle blows it's as if time stands still, selfishly examining his surroundings, adjusting to this new environment he has