Sunday, October 27, 2013

Remember those days

There’s a wheat field in my soul rippling back and forth in the wind today the air is dry and the weather is warm and all the crickets sing under the chopped leaves they all want love they all want love

There’s an ocean out there in the distance the air is salty and cracks lips cracks bones it’s all dry when your thirst is heavy there are no tears in this salt scape racing into the sea running to find love running

There’s a horizon everywhere I look no matter how hard I run I can’t reach it it’s sunny and warm an oasis in the desert and lately I need to go out further stand on the line stand on that line

There are wings that take us deep into the sky we can fly like a moth to the stars we can fly like a plane into the clouds but today the clouds are dry and the sky is blue and there is no water tears are dry

Take me to a place where you sleep all day and stay up into the night chasing dreams where the stars fall warm and you drink water from the rivers you run into in bare feet and catch minnows in your hand

Remember those days

Friday, October 25, 2013


On dirty gritty

Some find some dreams

Find some hope

And streets dusted

Find some schemes

Make plans through the mixing of words

Old coffee cups

Creamers like sea shells

Find some hope

Rivers of rain

Take fall leaves

Caught in drains

There is no hope
Right now

There is no hope

It’s dark and cold and


Finally I can pull a feeling from my soul

On the side of the road

A bright and sunny Friday

It’s all dark in the ditches

No more hope that dreams

Just come true

There’s a lot of work ahead

Orange flags

To make anything work

Digging with spades

And place my dreams

Like dirt on the sidewalk

And turn them into poems

Thursday, October 24, 2013

Ripe, (it's time the words in my head were mine)

a freefall

If I look left I see you out my window
Coming up the drive

What could we do
Other than
There’s got to be
A million other
Lives to lead
Kissing ripe lips
Time to fly away
I live this lie
On my own
By myself
I’ll write about singing
In and out of tune
Because that’s the way
My pitch rocks
It’s who I am
And is beautiful
And I’ll show
The world when I get
The confidence
Pause for a break here
Pause to see me realize
I am confidence
I must keep going forward
Pause to see me stand up and keep writing
We should sing in harmony
Play piano to the setting sun
Each star a special note
And when they twinkle
They sing your favorite song
Kissing ripe lips
Time to fly away
I live this lie
On my own
By myself
let the wind push you like you were a leather sail
Turn the keys till they cry
I can’t cry
I’m not allowed anymore
Not like I want to
Kissing ripe lips
Time to fly away
See the world
Is with me
Turning alone
The sky