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Knots
You've a taut line that holds the barrel on the wagon but a knot appears that pulls and makes a fray. Stop the van. Get up. Fix the rope now and be on ...or the knot will sever what keeps danger crushing forever the road ahead.
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music
I was at rehearsal today and I was wanting that floating feeling oh damn, this song coulda been it and yet, it stayed on the ground stayed down low so we worked on it until we worked enough to lift it up and I'm thinking... so much of life is like that! there's potential to lift up, up, up like a balloon on launch day but…
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Predecessor
There was a time you were admired by the eyes below. You were an idol, a model of perfection, at best, a future reflection. Days passed, as well as the time not spent. The exchanges short, and the efforts were only meant. The mirror that reflected you is now shattered, and those eyes are now above. You no longer remain an…
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¤»its all in my head so i guess it's alright«¤
What have you lost? Everything. This distant dream Makes me believe. Your head is better than a computer Yeah its all in my head So I guess its alright. So many nights. Smoke another cigarette Try and fight. Remember everything And I'm awake. All these things have been replaced With empty space But I'm counting on you Pull…
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Well
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the red thing
it's what happened …and no one knows it but me on my way home I saw on the road a red thing I feel I stepped on it maybe that's why …I'm hurting and when I look inside I see painted your eyes looking at me and tonight …I can't sleep it's the red thing and a face so familiar to me is this love again? I do not think that I…
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Discovery
deeply dropping in the gloaming down into darkness my tools sink in their progress suddenly slowed by the richest of earth's clay no need to hurry now as my gloved fingers try to smear the decomposed coating off each object that I find giddy and giggling as a brilliant face gleams back at me it's first ever debut into…
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Measurements
The distance between heart and soul is not measured in miles, But in the hardships we endure in life. Life is not measured by what we accomplish, But in lessons we learn along the way. The lessons we learn are random, According to the choices we make. Most of our choices are never pre-determined, But chosen due to our own…
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The Great Mystery
There comes a time in one's life.When one must be strong.Stand on limbs of oak,reach for the stars.Dont look back.Follow your trail till the end of the moon.You will know when you find the eagle feather.When it falls,you won't expect it.Let happen by itself.If it was meant to be,it will happen.With help from The Great…
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Cowgirl.
I saw you yesterday working the crowd like you always do the most beautiful girl in the room and all eyes are on you. The party held your social grace you were a diamond in the sand the lights shined in your eyes like stars in the Montana mountain Sky's you shined like you always do. I can't forget the day we met you were…
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Well
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Remember oblivion
Remember oblivion Listen! Something somewhere a distant call behind this night A curtain sky beyond darkness like closing nothing but smooth and silvery swaying home I remember Iowa… (now in a fog, my mind) nightfall would bend down… (stars and everything else) to remember us touching… (daydreaming now) as alfalfa for all…
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a single note
a guitar note sustained,.. a dark thought a brilliant pain a conversation,.. eyes mist don’t cry my dear,.. 100 floors above me sing your sad song individuals all,.. but we are one I can’t help but to notice you,.. finding darkness in the light, open door, open all night a tempting kiss open legs,…. the abyss a single note…
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something keeps it locked away (part I)
sounds all of them started up and it was just like everything was singing doves to orchids crows to violins roses had chimes to touch as she weaped while the house on the hill flew home a stranger walked by close the windows the sunset is happening now and the moon is staying in
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¤»it mattered then, not now«¤
Misplaced queen Undecided strung out mean. Make up your mind Running out of time. For the record It mattered then, not now. Still giving me emotions somehow. Your drunk words Oh so sweet. But the taste leftover is so sour. Tryin to be a teacher Stop tryin to be a preacher. If they only knew your fucked up head Like I do…
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Well
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Glittering glass
The way the sun was shining made it sparkle in the road the sun was descending for it was that time of the evening golden, warm, glowing in my eyes as I drove at the stop light I was half blind but then I saw the sparkles on the asphalt like diamonds, like pink flat back crystals they glittered and winked in the light a…
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from across an ocean, with love
at dawn I saw you by the ocean …dancing to the coloured waters that echoed… I saw you at home you were in waiting I saw you were alone your brown hair reflecting a golden sun maybe it was the reflection for I shut my eyes to touch with hesitation …your face your water coloured body I’d never before seen such grace in the…
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Alone...for now
Through pain, I found hell I once believed in love, but couldn't hold on due to uncertain circumstances When I agreed with my justified anger, I lost the only truth I knew that could rescue me He loves me, but doesn't come around Have I lost it or am I just confused? Insanity remains in an uncertain heart
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¤»about this dying rose you hold«¤
Can't forget those sins of passion But you want me to You want me to. I know how this story ends but I'm asking. Tell the truth Remember youth. And this dying rose you hold keeps control. Well I can't stop thinking but There's something I'm missing. Something about your eyes Tell beautiful lies. Sweet devil with a halo.…
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¤»Broadway, house on the left«¤
The night kinda not too clear Through these eyes. You ok to drive? Think you can survive? At the Broadway house we try. Well she hurts me like a drug But I need a fix today. Oh so tempting this I know But I'm addicted to the taste. Can't believe Can't believe When we leave everything still remains. What will it take To…
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I heard a song today
I heard a song today I'm sure it was okay it made me stop and listen but it wasn't exactly right for what I was feeling I heard a song today and I'm sure it was all right cuz it made me stop and listen but it wasn't precisely what was on my mind I heard a song today and it made me say (to myself) I really needed something…
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¤»this new shade of red«¤
I'm in love with the changeling. What part will you play today? Time to put on this fucking mask And dance across the stage. Throw back the curtain Witness the disease. Just ease into it. Sit back and breathe. Try to believe the prophecy Be eager and sublime. There's a situation brewing But you won't read between the…
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Whidbey (part I)
Bottle cork a simple port corkscrew not today just mangling stoppers spewing up bark like material as if a rotten tree logging operation But I was steady I was long I was efficient even in the rain Then the small man A frail gentleman but by no means weak he was as mighty as a horse 17 hands high to the teeth a work mule…
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the edge of belief
significant signals and messages a relative agenda ideological practical dust settles over the world connections attained what struggles afforded the hill time is running out what science what chemistry pain a new dimension be proactive its far too much the spiral grows to the lowest point speak out what are you saying…
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mad Employed
mad Employed coma unconsciousness mauled by the corridor’s alignment where outer space ensues like herds of slithering snakes forked tongues going everyplace where light speed is recorded over to sound somehow it comes out this way it’s disorder out of the usual when society is out of arrangement poetic glyphs or outer…
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Removing Tumors
Without warning Or explanation This sickness seeps From my nightmares Staining converging clouds And kicking up hurricanes In decomposing eyes A disease That will one day find These hands Wrapped around the neck Of another Or a hunting knife Buried to the hilt In gurgling throats And at times Like this With blood pounding…
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5 and 6
phantom glides along cracks and fissures of a dream visions drift in and out of grey mist thought secret dreams... broken, damaged... litter the path no feelings here...numbness lives haunting laughter seeps out of the dream to awaken
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No, not you, not dying in my arms
- Never to this day had I before held What starts so sweet Where is it gone No, not you, not dying in my arms Your words come over me In your voice I want to be Of not much more I care On dirt ground bed I swear I could sleep right there ... There's nothing like the evening Is this where the day ...begins to end? Is this…
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Wet nib/flowing wine... trying
Wet nib/flowing wine… trying Start go put the pen to paper turn it on like oil to flame From here to there only an eye’s blink away extrapolating the sun’s underside Someway I will write today no matter the island no matter the star or frame of mind Do not blame empty bottles of wine while the silver inkwell spills across…