written 1998
People come and go, They are all passersby. Some come to show, A path on which others can rely. Some have come to build,
Cicadas Singing in synchronization As if the Tree branches Were strings of a mammoth
Why can’t times be like they used To be, when words were easy, and Love was free? She loved you, and you loved her.… Hearts together, meant always to b…
Where flowers bloom all year long, And the wind sounds like a beautif… Where bluebirds sing, And a tingling stream flows, A country of dreams where nobody k…
Wearily subsided in his chair As he plays Music, flowing through lined walls As he furiously knocks upon keys Oh, hopelessly he is caught
Did she remember to say, That she loves you today? Of all her other tasks, This one should never be last! Did she remember to say,
Just sitting around with nothing t… Her man’s gone fishing, the kids a… She has all her chores done, That suits her just fine, because— IT’S AUCTION TIME.
It’s high tide again, Willy. Snow’s been Melting off the mountains For days
Before you close your eyes She has this image in her mind. There are blue flowers falling fro… And by pure hands, keeping them ap… Before you close your eyes
Consider a moment the clear blue s… Have you ever stared at a sight li… And boldly wondered “Why?” What if just a little darker With a hint of red inside.
What goes on in the underground? Beyond and beneath the warm, Serene fields of neutral conversat… Inside the hollow caverns, down In the dark tunnels where
...She gazed out her window there’… Drifts on the stair. With her nos… Time as a child, oh how she though… Christmas comes to her mind, full… The house is all deckled with tins…
Oh what spell of magic could he we… Were his pen a magic wand, a wizar… Oh spell of joyous laughter sounds… For powerful’s the magic just one… But,...whwhaWhat’s haHappening he…
Day dreaming of you, Dreaming of your smile. Your eyes when you are happy or sa… Or when they’re making love. Your arms when you hold her.
Back roads country return to him a… Screech out and chug forward in th… Mist cling to small aimless bushes… Light in the beginning night air. Ringing crossroads show you statio…