It’s Been A Long Time

You make me dance

and jump for your love.

I’ve always played the fool

and it was fun.

I am your fool now,

and The work is hard.

You switch from

emotion to emotion

in a breath!

I cannot sustain

in the whirlwind.

How can I do

what you need,

when you don’t Know

what you want.

In the vast sea of your

insecurity ,

I am drowning!

Where went the joy?

Did you ever have it?

Do I hope

for something,

that will never flower?


It’s been a long time.


Sunlit Thoughts


brown, burnt





Pine needles.

Shield me,

From the

Chaotic sound

Of the world,

Packed into

Their cars

Gliding by.

I am


In the sunlight.

Watching the world


In a warm,

Beer laden haze.


Do they go?


Must they rush?

A smile,

A sip,

And my mind


to other

Sunlit Thoughts.

The Music Of The Band

Scream and wail!

Send that beautiful Music

Through the air.


Make me close my eyes,

And sway along.

Make me abandon

All inhibition, and dance.


Let me forget

for a while.

Light my day

With a thoughtful smile.


Sing to me

Of shared pain.

Remind me through song,

Of forgotten happiness.


Transport me

To another realm.

Where emotion,

and the soul are guides.


I want to

Float here.

In the waves

Of your music.


Free my mind,

Allow it to wander untethered.

And for this,

I will always give homage

To your creation.



excuse me

I’m sorry, can you not see

that your shit is encroaching on me?

Are you not aware of the rules of civility

rules we all try to live by?

Those rules, are for us all to live.

Not for nice people to give and give.

So we choose today to take a stand

and defend our little piece of land,

our homes our space

and remind you kindly,

to your face,

If you are sweet and nice,

you show your grace.

Those that don’t should get outta our space.

So we’re very sorry that we have to say,

you are no longer allowed to mess up our day.

There are two eyes,

dark and lustrous.

They have burned their image

into my soul.

They now reside there permanently,

so when I close my eyes,

they are all I see.

They shine with a dark light

They resonate with mystery.

I want to uncover the clues,

follow each tendril of those mysteries,

until I find the trail that leads me,

home to her soul.

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