THESE THINGS' I DREAM


 Within myself, thinking of  a place In another 
 Reality,



 What lies around me may be a different consciousness.




 This state of mind as I am not awake, floating, floating,




 I see a world like never have I Imagined before, I see.




 Visions' sent to my brain, pictures of stories past or 
 Future,



 These things' I dream, a mystery from an eternity.


                            Keith Garrett                

                      ABOVE THE WAVE


 Out on the horizon, beneath the sinking sun, It 
 Rolls in,

 They all come to watch, they come to ride the wild 
 Surf.

 For the true surfer It comes from within, at one with 
 the wave,

 Shooting the tube, living on the edge, free to glide 
 Across the water.

 From Australia, the split, surfers' paradise, they battle 
 the rolling storm,

 To Hawaii, Waimea Bay, North Shore, Pipeline, or 
 Hanalei bay, the wave.

 Above the wave where dreams' are made, surf the open 
 Waterway,

 Around the world beyond the shores of Peru to New 
 Zealand, Ride.

 Above the wave, beneath the wide open sky, forever ride,


 Touch the water and listen to the sound of the crashing 
 Waves.

                     Keith Garrett

                                                                                                                
                  A SAD SITUATION



 A little bit different, a lonely child was she,



 Her mother so out of touch, a young girls misery.



 Shy and feeling so alone, not much of a happy home,



 She did not fit in at school, something else about her.



 They would tease and torment her, watch as her anger 
 Grew,


 A sad situation for a girl who trusted very few.



 The hurt in her heart would never mend, soon the end, 



 So different was she, this child no more to be.


               Keith Garrett

                       AN ANGRY MAN


 Anger, so much mistrust for the world, he's angry,      


 That which he can not control, bothers him so.    


 Nothing wrong with letting it out, control is what 
 It's about,

 Angry at that which has passed, let this go, an angry 
 man knows.

 Feeling at times the universe has let him down, the fire 
 Rages,

 Inside he feels the water boil, what to do when there's 
 No place to run.

 He pounds his fists against the stone wall, thoughts of 
 Vengeance stir,

 Get even is one of many stories made from a mans angry 
 Mind.

 An angry man does not see the road clearly, thinking is 
 Altered,

 Eats him up inside, wasted energy but how is he to do 
 It right?

 He has been wronged, he is an angry man and needs a 
 Smart plan,

 An angry man he can be, can an angry man soon find 
 His peace.
                    Keith Garrett

                     A CLOUD CHOSEN


 I travel along across the sky, floating weightless,


 Down below there is you, recognize I do.


 Feel the wind blow through your hair, I am there,


 Call on me, if ever you need from me anything.


 I rest on my cloud looking down on where I once stood,


 In your yard watching the birds fly in the sky.


 There are many clouds throughout time never ending,


 But it's this cloud, a cloud chosen for myself.


 A place to be alone, a place where dreams are real,


 The sun shines upon me, its warmth I feel, I can see


 Myself smile in the light.


 A friend that's true would do for another anything,


 If ever you need I will jump down off my cloud to be.

                    Keith Garrett

                                                                                                                    
                A BIG HEART



                                                                                           
 He was a small man but only in height,


 He would lose his wife as a child was born.

                                                                                                 Lou was his name, a man so kind,


 Trying to survive, taking care of his daughter.


 A job was needed, treated like some kind of freak,


 Turned away, desperate, he would steal for a meal.


 This is not who he was, why are people so ignorant 
 And mean,

 Confined to jail by one who did not care, a much 
 Needed favor.

 A daughter in danger, this little man with a big heart 
 Was needed,

 Risk his life he would, even for those who did look 
 Down upon.

 A big heart in a man who did appear to stand taller 
 Than all,

              Keith Garrett

                                                                                               
                    THE BULLY                   


 He has a name, lives does he in a neighborhood, 
 Maybe yours,

 You have met him before, perhaps a lifetime ago in  
 School, He still lives.

 He knows of many people and he'll meet many more, not 
 A friend is he,
 I saw him once before, not in a dream but in my childhood 
 Reality.

 More than one time did I meet him, he thought he was 
 Special

 As He followed me through my younger days or waited for 
 Me To get to school,

 He never goes away fore he is the cowardly bully who  
 waits every day,

 Always seeking out the weak, scared, and usually the 
 Peaceful one.

 The bully torments until his weakness and cowardly ways 
 Are found out,

 Although he will lose his power, again he is born with 
 Another face.

 I still to this day see the bully and he has many faces 
 Of ugliness,

 He can no longer touch me, He knows I'm not afraid.


 The bully goes to far and each day he disappears.

                                 Keith Garrett

                    ABOUT ME


 I have a name, it tells no meaning of what's inside,


 I am not a rich man but hidden treasures to be found.


 When I love it is that my love is true, I now love,


 Wander I do not from another's heart, faithfully.


 When it is that I'm angry then it is that I'm sad,


 Patience has been discovered, not a patient man. 


 A thinker am I of many things, dreams fill my heart,


 When I give my heart then to the given must be a 
 Precious Gift.

 Jealousy is an unseen monster that teases my soul,


 It holds no worth, Imagination of the mind, my fears.


 Trust is a much needed part of my life, I must trust,


 Therefore the need for trust is needed, trust in me.


 I will give all that's in me if in return I am allowed 
 To give,

 About me, I give to you my heart, I share with you my 
 Life.
                           Keith Garrett

                 "FOR THIS LIFE"


 From a breath first taken, this Is my life,


 What has been a gift has come with scars of sacrifice.


 We have a life, our roads chosen take us In unknown 
 Directions,

 For this life we accept the mystery and wonder.


 They live and breathe from here and there just the same,


 Many to us are strangers, walking with names.


 For this life she smiles at the morning's light,


 A tear In her heart but she does not cry.


 He has many dreams to Imagine as hope still survives,


 He moves with the wind, he feels Inside, for this life.


 You are passion and energy combined,


 In constant motion It Is you who lives for this life.


                  Keith Garrett 

                 DEEP FOREST


 Step Into reality, an exotic and spectacular 
 Place of dreams,

 Realize this world of adventure and things' not 
 To often seen.

 Somewhat dark with a hint of light beaming through 
 The trees,

 Sounds all around as the creatures of this land watch 
 In the shadows.

 There's a misty haze that appears as the night shows 
 It's face,

 So far away from the not so peaceful, deep forest of 
 That which breathes.

 Leaves upon the ground, walking among life that speaks 
 Not a word we hear,

 With these feet we make our way from a magical getaway 
 of existence.

 This forest, a beautiful deep forest hiding from the 
 Outside,

 Lost In It may be the heaven, the happiness, a garden 
 Of Eden.

               Keith Garrett