Tuesday, January 11, 2022

a smoothie

is missing one fruit 
it ripened much too quickly 
leaves a bitter taste

Monday, January 10, 2022

souvenirs

you bought a ticket stow your bag overhead
headed out west to see cracked riverbeds
you talk to the saguaro like they are your friends
the answers aren't there and you round the bend
looking to the clouds for relief from the heat
removing your shoes, relieving your feet


you purchase the postcards to send from the trail
licked all the stamps and post them to mail 
you hike through the desert with the sun as your guide
no tan lines you show that you cannot hide 
time goes so fast and it's time to go home 
you pack up your heart, wishing the hours to slow 

a kiss for your lover and the ones you hold dear
heading back north, without souvenirs 
no answers to questions that continue to daunt
more now forthcoming and starting to haunt
put 'em in your backpack if just for one day
or leave them forever, keeping them at bay

you and me

beginnings forgot 
countless hours of passion weep 
lovers hold steadfast

burma shave

I read every sign
they were stretched out for miles 
couldn't piece them together 
took me a good while 
each one was a warning 
to watch out for the knave 
too late I found the answer 
to this Burma Shave

your shirt

you hand me your shirt, the palest of yellow
said this is the one that I wore when we met
you button each one leavin' two at the top
sayin darlin, you sure make that shirt look real hot

and I don't remember the color of your shirt
all I remember is the total outlook
the careless appeal with that twinkle in your eyes
I knew I was a goner that very first night

stilettos click clack on the cool, dark tile
we snuggle up close for a movie and wine
long before the credits begin to role
we're lost in the moment of being so close

one by one, each button gets undone
we're back where we started...when I first put it on
nothing but white noise from the plasma tv
the shirt looks good on the floor where it lays

and I don't remember the color of your shirt
all I remember is the total outlook
the careless appeal with that twinkle in your eyes
I knew I was goner that very first night
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Friday, January 7, 2022

ante

too late to ante 
it's time to fold
your bluff is good 
with the cards you hold
five-card draw, 
winner take all 
I pay a price 
but after I call

things

things I can live without... 
appendix 
tonsils 
gallbladder 
one kidney 
spleen 
you
 
so far 
I still have all of these 
God willing...
I will keep them 
you...
have already been surgically removed

ridge line

from the ridge line, a mountain breeze 
among saguaro and mesquite trees 
a lone rider spurs his horse 
and from a distance lassos my heart 

not riding off into the sunset 
he has a thirst he needs to wet 
in the valley the oasis waits 
drink your fill, drink your fill

end of day

eyes that travel sweet terrain 
shining soft with ecstasy 
exploring peaks and valleys soft
languishing before you 
hidden cave, scent of musk 
end of day, moon breaks dusk
the traveler reaches passion's summit 
slumbering after

Thursday, January 6, 2022

you gave me this and more

you gave me a song on a rainy day 
you gave me lyrics and melody 
you gave me music and a catchy tune
to keep in a safe place 

you gave me sun on a cloudy day
it wraps me in warmth and security
it shines inside my heart and soul 
making me smile inside and out 

you gave me the stars and glowing moon 
to light my way when it is dark 
you gave me a map of what's to be
so I can find you wherever you are

 
gave me this and more

two steppin

our first long neck,  boots tapping in time
to the steel guitar and music that's prime
gonna dance all night, tomorrow's a day of rest
even if it wasn't we'd watch the dawn crest

when we're two-steppin nothing gets in the way
worked hard this morning so tonight we can play
hanging with friends at this country western dive
you paid for the first-- the only one you'll buy


this wood floor is dusty and some guys are playing pool
a fight will break out cause they don't use rules
baby, when we're dancing nobody else is in this room
we've started the evening and it's over much too soon

Buddy buys a round and takes Susie out to dance
he asked me for one but you told him "not a chance"
with your arm around me we're headin to the floor
the sun will be high when we leave that's for sure

when we're two-steppin nothing gets in the way
worked hard this morning so tonight we can play
hanging with friends at this country western dive
you paid for the first-- the only one you'll buy


the only one you'll buy
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little inside big

as small as I am 
I fit inside your arm's expanse 
you encompass me

Wednesday, January 5, 2022

life

the small things in life 
so much bigger than great things
more numerous too 

fantasy

if it's fantasy 
why do I still feel you here? 
your kiss on my lips

body and soul

a movie reel in black and white
rewinding in my head 
nothing like I imagined 
when lines have been reread 

somewhere in the darkness
the light I could not find 
never seeing clearly 
while my heart was blind

through this obscure existence
alive but still alone 
the part that kept on fighting 
my heart that was long gone 

dreams that ended differently 
that held nightmares at bay 
when the moon has faded
and night turned into day 

sleepwalking through those moments 
as the credits start to role 
knowing it could have been heaven 
you had me body and soul

unbridled freedom

a canyon in the west 
where the horses run free 
no bars, no corrals
a beautiful sight 
unbridled freedom 
the way it should be

Tuesday, January 4, 2022

shiver shot

shiver shot... 
100 proof lust 
falling down, 
drunk with passion 
a crescent moon, 
taking charge
just one shot 
is not enough

profiling

forty five minutes till my passport's stamped 
a three hour drive comes after that 
the drive I think will do me good 
there's this stuff I need to do 
some lists to make in mind... 
I'm thinking about things that just won't work 
start over again with things that should 
a profile of all I have to offer 
the loving traits held in this coffer
a perfect match with someone not blind 
to the intricacies that they will find
gonna bury the ones not built to last 
their heart encumbered or in the wrong place
their soul not free, or without love to give 
don't look here, that ship has sailed
I want it all and I deserve more 
before I reopen my heart's door
this time, I know, it's going to work 
roll up my sleeves, dust off the dirt 
I know just what I need to do
I'm going to give it all it's true 
this time they need to invest 
before  I do all the rest

glory

deep blue sea meets azure, cloudless sky
as far as I can see on the horizon
Your sun warming all

tide pools teem with small ocean life
safe, for a short time, from the terror
of depths that threaten
their miniscule spot on the food chain

this place, this phenomenal space
restores my soul
I reflect on this glory, what You have
made and left
all You have given to me

It is good

Monday, January 3, 2022

lessons

resurrect, reflect 
paste it into a memory book 
look out the windshield 
not the rear-view mirror 
learn the lessons 
school's out of session 
I pass with flying colors

entrust

this love you bring 
your heart you entrust 
you give it to me 
thinking I am just 
I'll protect and hold
keep it safe and warm 
I'll do my best 
not to cause it harm

:)

an easy goodbye 
you leave me in a good place 
a smile on my lips

Sunday, January 2, 2022

moving on

moving on as it plays out
another tear jerking country song
lyrics unwind 
and the tempo is strong
about how it starts
and then goes wrong
while one feels the pain
as the other moves on
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love

on a lazy Sunday
with not much to do
played a couple of games
now that is all through
you put on some music
and I grab your hand
fast or slow tempo
we begin to dance

turn the lights down
while you hold me close
moving to the rhythm
of the songs we love
you start to whisper
sweet things in my ear
drowns out the lyrics but
it's what I want to hear

a lazy afternoon
is meant just for this
dancing close to you
and your amorous kiss
the music still plays
but the dancing is through
and in the dim light
I'm loving you
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I wish

I wish you love 
without the pain 
I wish you success
with all you gain 
I wish you sunsets 
a sky of red 
I wish you the stars 
twinkling overhead 
I wish you a moon 
that you can reach 
I wish you all 
a parting gift from me