riding away

now the cowboy is riding away
he played a hand, I couldn't play
the queen of hearts on an ace-high straight
now the cowboy is riding away

love sinks low like the setting sun
there were many things he could have done
the in and out; the revolving door
riding away this time for sure

the moon comes up on the final scene
casting its glow on what could have been
the queen of hearts, I played on your ace
was more than the cowboy's heart could take

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a silent little prayer

you sped by and I glimpsed your face
your stuff all packed for your quick getaway
you've tried before but it just didn't take
a fool never learns from past mistakes

you left a treasure under a Palo Verde tree
down in the Valley where all was green
you're heading north with your heart mapped out
forgetting a tiny piece that lays due South

you hit the brakes as the interstate forks
your heart a little heavier than you had thought
the song that plays on your radio
says you stayed too long...it was time to go

without a thought or without any cares
you say again your silent little prayer
"don't let what I'm doing be a huge mistake
am I too early or just an hour too late"

you hit the mountains and are feeling mighty fine
ready to try it all one more time
but the dust won't settle on your yesterdays
the shadow in your soul you thought filed away

like a 12-step program you try to justify
take all the wrongs and try to make them right
but it comes creeping back when you try to fall asleep
all you left behind and what you couldn't keep

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find your way

it pains me to see what is left
the shadow replaced by mere bones

I see through the skeleton
the view partially blocked by a rib
but viewable just the same

on the other side grass is green
flowers bloom and grow
the sun sets in the west and yonder
the crescent moon glows
a new star shines in the night sky as
an old one dies and falls to earth

walk forward my friend
one foot in front of the other
a prophet shall lead the way
the piper paid in purest silver
as you find your path...
love is an uphill climb

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breached

somewhere deep between darkness and light
I lost my way in the evening's twilight
I can't remember when I've been this cold
across this valley where it was foretold

I shield my eyes, with both of my hands
reach across this desert where there's nothing but sand
I look across the borders searching far and wide
across this valley to the inside of my mind

I can see the light that's breaking through the leaves
and the harder it gets, the more I believe
over the barricades and trenches I climb
across this valley to inside my decline

the things I've lost there somewhere in time
I’ve stared down honor, saw its surprise
the reasons and the rhymes I still deny
across this valley where my soul wanders blind

chaos reigns when the order gets tossed
and my only crime is the time I've lost
the distance is there but no limits do I reach
across this valley where my heart was breached

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Quiet Solitude

In the early evening
After all the work is done
We spend some time together
And watch the setting sun

Sitting on the terrace
Just my love and me
Content in quite solitude
As we watch the rolling sea

Sitting here together
His arm around me tight
Embracing all we see and feel
Under stars that light the night

No place that we would rather be
No place we need to go
We’ll sit here for hours
As our passion grows

The sea and you and all the stars
Are all I’ll ever need
My heart and soul are so content
My mind at last at ease

Let’s stay here forever
Loving, secure, serene
In this beach house by the sea
Just my love and me

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west by southwest

ebb and flow oh mighty tide
in the golden lunar light
waves that whisper to the shore
I'm always coming back for more

no wasted hours, I spend with you
my soul at peace when once I view
I hear you call, I hear you call
once again, I am enthralled

free my mind, fill my days
with solitude and warm sun rays
my spirit soars, my mind will rest
your quiet beauty, west by southwest

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if you write the songs

keep on moving
push as hard as you can
you never get back anymore
than you are giving
keep on living
keep on believing
if you write the songs
those around will sing them

I can see where you are going
you are half-way there
all it takes is effort
and a little bit of prayer
keep on giving
keep on hoping
if you write the songs
those around will sing them

if you write the songs
those around will sing them

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I confess

Father, forgive me for I have sinned...

I confess it all, repenting complete
penance handed down from a curtained confessional
kneeling, I beg for Your forgiveness
vowing to tread a righteous path
knowing in my heart, as I depart
I will still wrong others
that Satan always comes creeping back
and tonight, I will sin again

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I pray...I pray

I close my eyes and run
blindly, toward what is real
cursing the sweet taste
of lips that ask nothing
can I give without breaking
can I take and ask nothing
I pray for sun, rain falls
I pray..I pray

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inspired

on a crisp white page
I read the words
flowing like lyrics
to my favorite song
and they inspire me
to be all I can be
and the simpleness
fills my heart

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lightning strike

lightning flashes across the sky
energy I feel in my veins
it illuminates all, the here and the now
unleashing what lays underneath

thunder rumbles, low and long
tremors shaking deep inside
it forewarns the storm, about to come
the passion quaking inside of me

it does strike twice starting as a glow
it does ignite the heat and desire
it does burn hot, white and intense
it does cause the fire that burns within

nature's ferocity at its best
matched by passion's avidity
stirring what lays just under the skin
a fervor unbridled and set free

let the lightning flash and the thunder roll
striking twice, igniting it all
release the fury..this raging inferno
saddle and ride the tempestuous wind

it does strike twice starting as a glow
it does ignite the heat and desire
it does burn hot, white and intense
it does cause the fire that burns within

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grains of sand

lessons sometimes come too late
grains of sand in restless wind
a soul without conviction
placing it all in Your hands

as you turn your back and leave
bits and pieces fall behind
could I have loved you better
thoughts spinning 'round in time

I can't see Your reasons
I don't know, I just don't know
weeds in the garden grow steadily
as I reap the things I sow

lessons some times too late
grains of sand in the wind
a soul without conviction
placing it all in Your hands

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evolve

with the wind at my back, a cool breeze on my face
toe to heel, shoes click-clack as I walk about this place
I'm living this life and praying for better days
boxing up the old stuff and stowing it all away
looking for the answers to the same old questions
breathing in the dust from previous misconceptions

narrow is the road, that is paved with truth
wide is the trail that leads me to you
I listen to that voice, here deep inside of me
whispering of sweetness but it doesn't set me free
the sand holds footprints, swept clean by each new tide
and the moon that glows reflects where it resides

I yearn for something, hope that's undeterred
what a dream promises, each morning the sun blurs
still I have my reasons--why I've held on to the past
knowing deep down that it wasn't built to last
the answers to the questions, all stay unresolved
there is no gestation, when love does not evolve

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onward

you take me as I am
I take it as it comes
when it all starts caving in
and I start to self-combust

looking over my shoulder
your wind at my back
forward, on this trail
keeping me on track

grace and goodness flow
divine intervention wanes
over and over and over
it all ends up the same

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strength

from the day we are born
You look down and smile
we must really screw up
for You to disown
bless me Father
for I have sinned
give me strength
to begin again

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surrender

in my mind,
there will never be anything
as sweet as surrender
rendering...
all we have inside
to another
our storms and sun

in my heart,
I know you did what you thought
was best, no retreat
sweets...
leaving all that I have
for another
to love and cherish

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close

what I hold close is all of this...
the songs you sing to me
barely audible whispers in my ear
hands that touch the places they know
fingertips that trace a familiar path
excitement rendered anew

what I hold close is all of this...
the places we've been
the trails yet to forge
together we go hand in hand
footsteps in sync
love warms our way

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love

your kiss excites
your hands ignite
my poetry recites
the fire you light

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Taurus

I get a call and baby's out fishing
ADT says there's something fishy
I told the girl that I'm on my way
this is not what I needed to end my day

no windows broken, no doors unlocked
I creep in, take the Taurus from the box
I check the whole house by myself
all looks good, just like it was left

I answer the door, it is the cops
I said I'm armed and I'm not in shock
I'm putting it down cause I see his car
he's just there to protect me from harm

I check every closet, ever single nook
I'm making sure that there is no crooks
ready to shoot, loaded for bear
hollow points loaded to protect my lair

all is good, there isn't any perp
I pour some wine after I take another look
climb in the spa, it's been a long day
I'm not going to put the Taurus away!!!

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one more

I write my truth from a one-sided view
it is just about me and a little of you
this page it glares in flowing script
as I come to terms and get a grip

vigilantes sing lyrics written to my heart
ballads of love, unrealized starts
put to music and strummed with pain
of nothing lost and nothing gained

when I bring it forth with prose and rhyme
five hundred days of another time
I'll give him the lyrics for yet one more
of windows closed and shutting doors

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little things

small things bring pleasure
it is that you think of me
smiling at your thoughts

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this path

a traveler on the path of life
a backpack full of smokey dreams
heavier as I choose the ones
that lead me to my destiny

choices always popping up
questions grow along my way
pondering, what do I do?
sometimes causing me delay

lessons learned from heartbreak
a student journeys forth
the road now smooth and signed
but different down each fork

changes in the weather
often drenched by rain
the sun comes out eventually
to dry me out again

this time, slowly, up I hike
to the hightest peak
on this trail, the here and now
that grants me what I seek

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in between

what was and what is
thick dust settles undisturbed
that door remains shut

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mile markers

you can see the mountains
smell the fresh breeze
of the wind that blows
through the mesquite
things that once stood in your way
are mile markers from another day

you trade one metropolis for another
getting closer to your dream
those back home think you're a fool
not fitting into the scheme of things

you put on your boots and cowboy hat
throw your stuff into your truck
what you leave fades into the past
what they think doesn't matter much

you just can't get West fast enough
as the mile markers fall behind
if you had stayed, your spirit would die
how could they all be so blind

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clear the slate

I was never the reason
to this scene I was late
and yes, my name will probably come up
but you better clear the slate
it's been coming for sometime
only a fool couldn't see
it will hurt for a little while
but you can't blame this on me

the dust you thought was settled
once again will stir
as you step from the shadows
they will use your every word
it's gonna be a long monsoon
with plenty of thunder and lightning
the likes of which you've never seen
the depths of it may be frightening

all the balls up in the air
quickly, they will unwind
conversations from long ago
will creep into your mind
it's not like I didn't tell you
or not like you didn't know
that freedom has a very high price
as you take it blow by blow

a minor inconvenience
on the road of past deceptions
this trail you started on your own
with bruises and misconceptions
so cowboy up and place the truth
right where it needs to be
it has everything to do with you
and nothing to do with me

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