(2014)
Had our conversation turned out we… Perhaps we would have had another And many more just the same And watched our friendship grow Always with some new idea
Everyone is invisible We look only at ourselves Hiding behind our computer screens Or in front of our TV’s There is much all around to be see…
The brief warmth of sunlight fades… That touched the locust trees late… Limbs bared against the wind A rustle in the doss beneath give… While death and the red tailed haw…
Serenely I float above secure in my ignorance Casting aside both angels and demo… I stare in misbelief at the folly… Seeking not a path to follow
The wrong child sighed So no one heard Alone in a shabby apartment Not knowing who his father is Or where his mother went tonight
As I gaze at the endless field of… That invite the careless wanderer Memory and thought fade Love me for who I am she said Memory becomes sleep
Sometimes the smallest thing can c… A word not spoken when needed A careless thought that becomes a… An awkward glance that’s taken wro… If only we could stand outside our…
I sat under the shade of the cloud… Too much has happened that I don’… Too much that I know has never ha… Will you be my muse Or will you just be amused
Blurred vision through the rain so… Wipers beat discordant time to the… Open twenty four hours red neon In out Blinding headlights
In other days I saw and felt othe… I do not see or feel them now Yesterdays pleasure is todays bore… And the pain from then is now a tr… Change and grow or wither and die
I caught a glimpse of you out of t… Then turned to think and you were… Once more it happened briefly to m… But never could the focus be compl… Always searching for what had neve…
She stood transfixed against the l… So hesitant in her being Her sad deep eyes were filled With loves sweet lust and agony Fearing the pleasure that is so fr…
Somewhere between a dream and life I felt your presence all around me In the half waking light of mornin… I looked to see the curved line of… Knowing that you are gone
Tall with a guitar Thin with a poem Quick with the mind Glib with the tongue Where did the need come from
Once there was a little bluebird happily flitting about his nest, chirping and singing his little bluebird song. One day he decided that it was finally time to fly away and see the w...