Dec 03 2009
They gather and
scratch at the edges
and doors of my dreams
Slipping through the
cracks and crevices
blocking the light
bringing the dark
and the Doubts
And I comfort
the useless,
worthless
frightened me
Tell her to
be brave –
that it’s just a
dream
And dreams can
be chased
by the light of
day.
But she doesn’t
believe me
and keeps a
watchful eye
on the Moon.
Copyright 2009
Oct 31 2009
Perfection does not live
here
But I do
Mistakes are not
strangers
but constant companions
Words trip and fluster
at furious speed
Flaws
too many to name
Stammers and stutters
make their own tunes
Regrets wait in the wings
and anxiously.
The past simmers in a pot
on the stove
its aroma taunts and
begs me
to taste
copyright 2009
Sep 01 2009
Thoughts fly ahead
of my grasp
I flail in shiftless
winds
that tumble me
down tuneless tunnels
Blink against
an angry sun
The whispers echo
a distant hurt
with neither face
nor name
The circle encloses
in the beyond
and I watch from
the edge
Chattering teeth
shivering soul
and the darkness
comes
to eat the Moon
but her spirit
glides past
and she colours
the dawn with
greens and violets
Her sweet song
coaxes the sky
to Open
and I am reBorn
copyright 2009
May 25 2009
Closed in. Trapped. Craving space.
Craving quiet. Lonely.
So tired.
Unwanted. Cold. I shiver in the sun.
A cliche. Past its prime. out of sync with the rest.
Lost in a sea of tumult.
Turbulence.
Beyond the bend of agreement.
Gnawing at the edges of rational thinking.
Empty
What lies inside?
Not safe to go there.
I am the debris
of an exploded star.
Gravity pulls but doesn’t capture
the spray of particles
that hover and dance away in approach.
Nerves jitter and jag
Flop me - a lifeless puppet
soul drifting toward no space, no time, no thing.
Alone. Always alone.
Distant. Disconnected.
Passing time with cigarettes and
desperation (dispair-ation?).
Friends wear foreign faces.
Home is a closed door.
I am invisible.
copyright 2009
Oct 13 2008
You are my moment
my bright tomorrow
my butterfly sky
that shimmers with fluttering wings
trembles with color
and vibrating breath
You are my hour
my peaceful repose
my sing-along breeze
that composes the wind
dances the trees
and coaxes the
leaves toward Autumn’s ballet
You are my day
my promise of now and
ever-more
My sun-drenched dreams
that nurture my heart and
rests my mind on afternoon’s shoulder
You are my time
my long ago, my now, my will be
the true in the truth
the big in the small
the wave in the swirl
that carries me softly to
moonlight’s embrace
copyright 2008
Oct 09 2008
Old trees and mountains
wise and timeless
Pick up trucks and road trips
of dusty meanderings
The magic light that
paints the image
Evening rains that sing
me to sleep
Morning sun that lifts
me from dreams
Railroad tracks and roadmaps
treasures that hide in the woods,
waiting
The sky from your eyes
the quiet you give
the breeze that knows
your name
copyright 2008
Oct 06 2008
The missing piece to
the puzzle
The words I needed
to complete the thought
The sunshine that was
just behind the clouds
The photograph I
never framed but always
Kept
The rose petals that
lead to my door
copyright 2008
Sep 22 2008
Words
the enemy
cutting
fresh blood and
new bruises
Shining the
light
darkly
on the mess
that is
Me
Gouging
fairy
tales
and happy
endings
Laughing at
self-deceit
Crying
I catch them
scratching at
mind
begging entry
to
wreak
wicked
schemes
Promising to
behave
and splash
beautiful
images across
pages
In the last
moment
they dash to
their own freakish
nightmare
and drag me
screaming
along with
Them.
copyright 2008
Sep 15 2008
stab, skip, flow,
do your job
suck the words from my
brain
make it work
take the junk piled in the
back of my mind
become something
anything
is it the music? what would you
like? jazz, blues, reggae, metal???
dance little pen of
mine
make me look good
make me look smart
there must be something
utterly profound about orange
metallic nail polish
never mind the beads
of sweat, they smear
the ink so nicely give them the words
(which you are in short supply of my friend) that nice
little flourish.
dance damn you!
Dance!
copyright 2008
Loving is the only sure road out of darkness, the only serum known that cures self-centeredness.
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