one last time

what I see in your blue eyes 

what I feel inside that's true

nothing left to shelter me

no umbrella to keep me dry 

let's walk the beach this one last time

let's just pretend that it's all fine 

you and I this one last time

just this one last time 

let's feel the sun upon our skin 

smooth tracks we leave in the sand

hand in hand this one last time 

just this one last time 

past the pretense and all of the struggles 

past new hello's and endless goodbyes 

past renewing, reinventing, resurrecting 

inside the door of hopeless love 

let's feel the sun upon our skin

smooth tracks we leave in the sand

hand in hand this one last time 

just this one last time 

it all comes down to nothing 

and the end is very near 

but hand in hand, this one last time 

let's  pretend that it's all fine 

 

you and I this one last time

just this one last time

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clairvoyant

in the smooth sand down by the sea 

you never declared your love for me 

you tell me there's an easy way 

then you try to illustrate...

after, tellin me I'm not part of your plan 

sayin "I'm not the man you think I am"

I never issued an ultimatum 

didn't quote the rules verbatim 

never told you I would not wait 

never turned my back in haste 

tellin me I'm not part of your plan 

sayin "I'm not the man you think I am" 

how would you know with just one look?

you opened the cover, didn't read the book 

I gave you lots of latitude 

while you were givin me attitude 

you told me I'm not part of your plan 

said "I'm not the man you think I am" 

but you were wrong, couldn't read the cards 

the reasons why I fought so hard 

I fell in love still anyway 

but all of that is yesterday 

tellin me I'm not part of your plan 

sayin "I'm not the man you think I am"

I never issued an ultimatum 

didn't quote the rules verbatim 

never told you I would not wait 

never turned my back in haste 

tellin me I'm not part of your plan 

sayin "I'm not the man you think I am"

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you

the flame flickers, there by the bed

the buzz is there inside my head 

you--the last thing I think about at night 

you--the first thought on my mind

restore my faith, renew my heart 

tell me you will do your part 

don't be cruel, 

don't play the fool 

it's all here if you want it 

it's all right where you left it 

damn you for stealing my thoughts and mind 

for making love restless, being so blind

you--the love I can't forget 

you--everywhere inside my head 

restore my faith, renew my heart 

tell me you will do your part

don't be cruel, 

don't play the fool 

it's all here if you want it 

it's all right where you left it 

why don't you come back and get it

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spun dreams

As tulips lift their heads in bloom 

Closing tightly with the rise of the moon

Open this chamber filled with love

Stay with me till this life is done 

As storm clouds bring the springtime rain 

To cleanse the past--release all pain 

The sun comes warm and shines serene 

As we live this life spun from our dreams

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realization

when all of this is over 

and still the answer lays deep 

a start without a finish

that would not let me sleep 

we didn't get any closer 

we didn't get any closure 

a surface dive for pleasure 

that brought forth hidden treasures 

somewhere in the mountains 

you lay out your golden plan 

while nestled in the valley 

oxidation slowly creeps 

corrosion locks it all in tight 

rust won't let it move 

sadly, as the monsoon pours 

realization stays there too

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a spot in Heaven

if I go to HELL...
I'm pretty sure it won't be
for eating meat on Friday's
of lent
or not abstaining
you see,

I have been there
on various occasions
visiting briefly
I know...
it is not a good place to be
or a place I wish to go back to
I try to be good
and do unto others
although,
they don't always reciprocate
but still...

I was brought up
to show respect
to say please and thank you
yes sir or ma'am
to work hard
be on time
help when I can
and I do
no, surely...
there is a spot in Heaven
for me

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third eye blind

I've penned when happy
maybe too sappy
got my point across
to those I lost
along my path

mostly, I've blogged
poems from the fog
thick with remorse
what could've been worse
not from your view

yes, it's easier you see
when left without glee
to create sorrowful words
on deaf ears unheard
the third eye blind

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bikin'

leathered, head to toe 

mounting up the horse I know 

arms holding on tight

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hidden

leather to the eye 

but what lays hidden inside

a lace covered heart

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Valentine

lay your leg across me, 

so I can go to sleep

kissing me goodnight,

so I will have sweet dreams

wrap your arms around me, 

hold me very tight

thank you for bringing Valentine's day... 

back into my life

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graceless

grace left my body I stumbled and fell
just like Alice, in a deep dark hole
down I tumble but land on my feet
the only thing injured was my soul

my will got bent but it didn't break
scratches from roots of so many trees
it's damp from soil left long unturned
and cold without my strong beliefs

how'd I get here, what happened to me?
I fixed your life but mine got lost
you said there would still be room
how much space and at what cost?

the helping hand that I received
that helped me up back on my feet
asked for nothing in return
but showed the ways of your deceit

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squall

past the nose your animal scent
behind the lungs that breathe you in
into the heart past many walls
you are causing quite a squall

thunder, lightning loud it screams
you the man from fervent dreams
setting my very soul on fire
no net under this high wire

many tried to claim this heart
they were wrong right from the start
I didn't know if you would come
to your charm, I have succumb

gone too many days and nights
telling angels of my plight
answered prayers from those above
finally home and with my love

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broken dreams

so many thoughts in this crowded mind
things that are present or lagging behind
you might just think, that I've been blind
but I wasn't hooked or to one confined

cast my net far upon the vast sea
so little caught up there inside of thee
some of that caused me much misery
and some remains a plaguing mystery

if you could have changed the way you think
so many wishes in my cup clinked
not worth the effort or even the ink
I was gone faster than you could blink

never one to let go of things
all of your wishes seemed to sprout wings
except for me, not there on your string
no broken heart, just broken dreams

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i write

the beach deserted this time of year
I don't mind, I love it here
cool and windy, it soothes my soul
and I've told this sea
everything I know

most like it only on warm, sunny days
playing their games under the suns warm rays
alone I walk, this is my beach
watching the waves
as the sand they breach


I don't mind, that's it's only me
nothing to share, nothing that I need
just me and my thoughts
and in my mind,
all the poetry I can write

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your love

it's a Christmas gift 

not one day a year; it's one 

I open each day

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sealed with a kiss

I don't need all the added distractions 

previews of current or coming attractions

I'm seeing the future, it's crystal clear 

it's sweet as wine when you are near

I don't need flirtation and all of the games 

one's who said they'd call and forgot my name 

not sitting around and not going to mope 

this is real baby...you float my boat 

you're not making promises you're not going to keep 

you're talking of the future and it's all about me 

I didn't know loving could ever be like this 

I give you my heart...and seal us with a kiss

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more than you

saddled my horse and spurred him hard
I rode fast and I rode far
through the plains in dead of night
now the mountains at last in sight

over my shoulder, vast terrain
nothing lost and nothing gained
alone again to still my thoughts
and all the worries that they've brought

too many tabs all at the same time
what is yours and what is mine
separate hearts that beat the same
never a winner of this rigged game

take them all and leave me blue
lying here thinking just of you
not on bottom or at the tip
more than you I always quip

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it doesn't matter

shadows fade into night stillness
no boundaries mar the thin red edge
all is calm in the realm of dreams
nightmares in the bedside drawer

closed eyes move in REM
dawn breaks hot, another day
monsoons off, a month away
awake I stretch and then I yawn
as I smell the aroma
daybreak offers

many things I need to do
one more cup will get me through
no longer, my first thoughts of you
how you are; will we talk?
that no longer matters

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forever ties

not always truthful
hedging your bet?
what you give is
what you'll get
a little sugar
goes with the lie
that's not the pull
to forever ties

I'd rather you say
I think, I'll check
then brush it off
that dusty speck
I'd rather know
then have to guess
at what is now
and not regress

I know you
your sordid past
all the heartache
you amassed
still you bring it
home to roost
you never learned
what it induced

problems brought
upon yourself
all dusty from
that nasty shelf
haunt me as the hours fly
as I don my wits
to get me by

if you leave it 
lying around
eventually,
it will be found
hurt with truth
and with its pain
nothing lost
is everything
gained
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nothing left to say

each sunrise holds promise
quiet rapture before he spoke
not thinking, the words spill out
too late to reconsider
the mess you have made
no mopping it up now

she listens,
not hearing the anger
but the very frustrations
that brought them here
sitting on this porch
together

but each is alone
although they sit side by side
not touching, not feeling
no reply from her
unusual at best
but there's nothing left to say

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the gecko

push-ups on concrete
to the tune of “macho man”
then you slink away

together

in a matter of seconds, you were gone
taking all of your stuff
except what was inside of me

sometimes, I wonder if you are happy
a better life without me
I did my best

do you think of our times together?
when life wasn't perfect
but we were together...

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His path

long before I met you
erst, while we were looking
I had almost given up
thinking there was no one
who could complete me
at this stage of life

I should have had optimism
into the insight  He has
the plans He provides
for each of us
to live our lives
following His path

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a coffee song

I don't know how the apology went
words like sand in thick cement
stirred too quickly like your passion
in hap-hazard and hidden fashion
convoluted and  oh so strong
a coffee song

an inkblot, just a little blight
a time-warp in this so called life

stirring wood--campfires blaze
bringing memories of other days
mountains high, saguaro green
forgetting pasts and what they mean

an inkblot, just a little blight
a time-warp in this so called life

it's all over; the fat lady sang
a cowboy song with country twang
no one really understood
that shroud you wore, it did no good
for a man with wordy depth 
I took the blame and then I left
 
an inkblot, just a little blight
a time-warp in this so called life

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absorption

I lived in your darkness
cavernous as it was
all the while,
you absorbed my light
dimming me,
I couldn't see
this was so
I stumbled, blindly
trying to find my path
back to the way it was,
the way I was
without letting go...
the fatal blow
to keep meandering
trying to see
inside your shroud

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