Monday, March 14, 2022

a song of forever

sing me a song of forever
a slow waltz that we can dance to 
not for a minute or few hours 
but a lifetime with me and with you 

read me a story about loving 
about how it was lost and then found 
make it a happily ever after 
a book that I just can't put down 

tell me again that you love me 
touch me as only you can 
at the end of the day, as the sun fades
show me so I understand

Sunday, March 13, 2022

mountaintop

on a desert mesa
coyotes howl at the moon 
rattlesnakes slither under rocks 
looking for warmth when it cools

scorpions saunter aimlessly 
looking for prey to sting 
mountain lions search for their next meal 
on turf where they are king 

every cactus, every living plant 
has brambles that cut when touched 
all of these dangers, and many more 
live on God's mountaintop

free-fall

I couldn't gauge the distance 
or what this fall might do
I close my eyes, hold you real tight 
and free-fall in love with you 
I feel this rush of passion 
like a needle in a vein 
this drug is mighty addicting 
there's no way I can be saved 
the radiance is astounding 
it shines brightly under the moon 
if I had known how your love felt
I would have fallen much sooner 
so baby, don't you be afraid 
hold me tight and make the leap
I'll be your golden parachute 
what you find is yours to keep

crescent moon

my arms are empty 
my heart is full 
my lips not kissed 
my love not missed 
my mind rambles 
through cactus brambles 
under a crescent moon

Saturday, March 12, 2022

run to me

when you feel the pressure of another long, hard day 
when you think you've had enough of all that's in your way 
when you think you've seen it all and no longer want to believe 
forget it all, hear my call, Baby, run to me 

when you feel like your life is starting to run you 
when you can't remember when last your sky was blue 
when it all explodes and down falls the debris 
forget it all, hear my call, Baby, run to me 

when all of your plans and dreams go up in smoke 
and it gets so heavy you thick you're gonna choke 
when everything breaks down and there's no warranty 
forget it all, hear my call, Baby, run to me 

run to me baby, let me make it all alright 
run to me baby, let me hold you really tight
run to me baby, let me kiss away your fears 
run to me baby, I'm always waiting here

thought

thought I heard the door slam but I looked and it was open 
thought I closed the window because the sash was broken
thought I saw your back, the last time you were leaving
thought this was a dream and my heart was deceived

thought I heard you laughing in the morning breeze 
thought I felt your hand giving mine a squeeze
thought I was all done and I'd gotten clean away
thought I was just remembering, you from yesterday 

thought the dance was over after the last song ended 
thought that your last kiss was all I would ever get 
thought I could read your thoughts, I felt it oh so strongly 
thought I could read your heart, I think I may have thought wrong

Friday, March 11, 2022

I wish you

here inside 
with what I hide 
I wish you the best 
through tears and a smile 
I wish you love 
to keep you warm 
I wish you hope 
and safety from harm 
I hope all the shadows 
will disappear 
I wish you love 
I wish you love

last dance

I was always hoping
there'd be one last dance
slow and sensual 
like it was in the past 
but the music changes 
and you're not in the mood 
I will never have 
that last dance with you

untapped shore

this world inside of me 
you chose but would not see
waiting for you to explore 
a distant untapped shore 
all the truth inside 
hidden from blind eyes
a light that doesn't shine 
no seeking, nothing to find 
 a wrong that won't be right 
as it fades away at night 
along with hopes and dreams 
like ripples in a stream 

Thursday, March 10, 2022

lost

underneath this crescent moon 
how easily a heart can bruise 
I kiss your lips, taste your love 
wanting all that I dreamed of 

getting lost in sea green eyes 
that tell you all with no disguise
get lost in a love that's pure and true 
surrounds, abounds, wraps around you

let me shelter, keep you warm 
protect you from the outside world 
lay your head upon my breast 
let me feel your love expressed 

underneath this crescent moon
how easily a heart can bruise 
I kiss your lips, taste your love 
I want more of all I dreamed of
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getting free

maybe someday I'll be strong 
maybe it won't take that long 
after thinking half the night 
with dawn I finally see the light 
coffee, thinking clear my head
of all the things that now cause dread

no longer will you get to control me 
a drug I'll kick instead of feed 
I used to have the strength before 
when once addiction closed the door 
my heart out pacing all you pursued 
revenge not sweet but what I knew 

tenses confusing once bestowed 
the things set aside that you well know
I looked them over once or twice 
even with hop it won't suffice 
it's not a poem about feelings sadly 
forsaken love still ends quite badly

baby you're mistaken it's a poem about doing 
what's right for me even if I'm losing
parts of you that just don't fit
truly, that's the gist of it
clearing out all of my heart's debris 
it's a poem about finally getting free

Wednesday, March 9, 2022

verb

love is a verb
a word to be heard 
don't be inert 
cause that will hurt

wet

the thunder speaks with its loud voice 
a lightning flash answers its call 
the rain pours down, sheets of pain
its not cleansing, its just wet 

each lightning streak flashes a memory 
each thunder clap imparts a fantasy 
dredging it up from deep within 
it's just a storm and you're still gone

kiss

tangle your hands in my long hair 
kiss my face and travel a trail 
make the moon jealous of all you find
don't stop baby, don't stop

slide your hands slowly down my back 
pull me close and hold on tight 
I wanna see stars when I close my eyes 
don't stop baby, don't stop 

light the fire that burns in me 
let your passion set you free 
take it all don't leave any 
don't stop baby, don't stop 

let's leave the world outside tonight 
forget all else while we're alone 
this time is meant for just us two 
don't stop baby, don't stop

Tuesday, March 8, 2022

Wednesday's child

a Wednesday's child full of grace 
complacent and forgiving 
always looking for the good
loving and believing 

Irish anger, green eyes flash 
warning of certain danger 
lightning, thunder feel my wrath 
whenever I am angered 

clouds that form quickly disappear 
after the storm that cleanses 
stand with me under this umbrella 
until the rainbow ending

your song

I did not stumble into your song 
I did not falter but fell headlong 
willingly I became part of the tune 
it rhymed for a time because of you 

the one who caught the hidden lines 
metaphors of a long lost time 
it flows prolific in crimson ink
some would argue--that's how it reads 

with deep thought your words from within 
meaning you know and others breathe in 
wanting to be part of your poet's soul 
part of your lyric and loving tempo

feather

floating lightly from the sky 
slowly dancing from on high
going deep inside my soul 
this feather weighted like a stone

abandoned in the early stage
when as a storm it silently raged 
left to wade through on my own 
the soil cracked and dry as bone 

I dam all that remains inside 
waiting for a feather to once more glide 
transfusion fresh, a cleansing breath 
always starting over again

Monday, March 7, 2022

objects of my reflection

thought collides with feeling 
deep inside of my heart 
organically grown and nurtured 
fresh as each day starts 

some are weeds that threaten my being 
the others blossoming vines 
irrigating, tending, attention stealing
both taking too much of my time 

rain falls heavily from the clouds 
lightning, thunderous and jarring 
all lay muddled in deep, deep puddles 
in my ever expanding garden 

the cohabitants rest inside of me
growing in their own direction
spirited they move internally 
these objects of my reflection

soar

waiting for enraptured flight 
the bird now spreads its wings 
soaring high above the clouds
she's off to better things
above the fields of corn and bean
across meadows of waist high  wheat
just a speck to the bare eye 
on her feathers the sun shine streaks

kinetically

I'm liking this kind of energy 
through this wire from you to me 
I'm loving the way it's making me feel 
flowing from you so easily 

I'm liking the way this is starting out 
a touch...a spark...kinetically 
moon ascends high on a very clear night 
glowing on us poetically 

I'm liking the way that you express 
all the thoughts you hold inside 
loving the way it's making me feel 
like fireworks when they collide

Saturday, March 5, 2022

one less song

one less song 
in the night air 
mournful is, 
the nightingale's shrill 
when the evening shadows bleed
one less lament 
carried on the breeze

taking hold

spring creeps slowly from the mountains
fragrant breezes lilting downward 
erasing disparity from winter's cold 
cleansing comes, is taking hold

I can see more clearly now 
I know all you said is true 
wind blows clear bending sage and grass 
and what was never meant to last

love flows

your love flows 
over and around 
it surrounds like audio sound
and what I have found 
nails my feet to the ground 
and peace enters my soul

Friday, March 4, 2022

Galileo

away you go with nothing to lose
always picking, never choosing
shift into 5th and give it some gas
hurrying forward as fence posts pass

the timing off; the engine is missing 
instead of purring it's loudly hissing 
no time now to have the motor checked 
it's probably just a little dust fleck 

forgetting the map so you use the stars 
like Galileo they will take you far 
luminosity only works at night 
using the sun when it's daylight 

your car is packed as you look for what you need
seeking fire and a some sweet release 
mountains loom, you are finally getting close 
on this new path you hope leads you home

dominoes

what once stood up, now no longer
dominoes, one knocking over the other 
all laying neatly in a straight row 
with a clicking sound as down it goes 

each connected by small white dots 
never enough as I draw my lot 
what I once had and now haven't got 
didn't even get to line up a shot 

too much time to stand them up 
once it was there, but now it's not 
ending coming was way too abrupt 
like a blind man standing on a bluff