Monday, November 30, 2009

Some Night in June

It was evening, perhaps months
ago, we talked, we saw the
sunset, we were hearts
painted pottery reflecting
souls of that forever sky
fading. Like children or
kindered souls who didn't
care for tomorrow and
instead drank the moment
so full of us. It
was sunset, it was
the full moon, it didn't
matter if it was morning
in a coffee shop, we
drank so fully and
were so careless and
in love. A dream could
never last so long
or be so real,
a heart could never
survive so full
of love's wine. It
was taken from poems
meant for the moment,
the love of a sweet
dripping peach on
the hottest day of
your life, never
again to taste so
perfect. It was you
that I held that night,
not so long ago and
it's you that I want
to hold right now,
in this moment.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Woven

Woven into my heart
is a thread of sadness,
it breaks uneven,
and defines my soul.

Looking into the leaves
that have changed is
everything that is right,
right at that moment.

They are the vibrant
dreams, the blue sky
in between, the waiting
breeze passing by.

One day, after they
fall, I'll still dream
and remember, the green,
the yellow, the blue,
and you.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

The Midnight of Our Souls

There are these
moments, when we
breathe so easily,
and, oh, what
moments they are
to us.

We need to inhale,
inhale slowly. We're
always taking such
short gasps, so
short, so much so
that they leave
us dizzy.

We spin and we
reel in the
deepest recesses
of our minds, of
our fast beating
ignorant hearts
that we too easily
ignore and follow.

Come up from that
place that has crept
over us, that place
that makes it hard
to see yourself
and what is around
you.

Soon enough it will
be cold outside, it
will chase us again -
away, away from
everything is never away.

It's nearer and never
away, this day, these
dreams that paint, that
paint this midnight, the
midnight of our souls.

Saturday, August 1, 2009

Holding You

It is painting
my heart to the
tiger, to the
beautiful meaning.

Sun glows and our
faces, so full,
lighten - we smile.

I'm holding you, my
lips on your shoulder,
my heart in you.

You are love
I want to hold
so close...
to almost...
stop my next breath

My soul lives. And in
us, and next to you, I
know life, love, and
you.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Sunset that has come

Our patience has thinned
and our hearts have
died down.

We live today with
those lost thoughts
tomorrow.

Tamed beasts no more,
never again will they sit
in their cages.

Out here we linger,
so restless, and so
very afraid.

Our eyes do reflect,
the sunset shining,
at dusk, this evening.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Another Night

We are somewhere
in here, I know.

Not lost or running
we are dreaming,
asleep and unaware.

Another day, is away
from us, and gone
forever.

Come never to this
door with eyes such
as those.

Your waking has kept
me from sleeping
while waiting.

In nights of deep
somber dreams,
I lumber most
restless.

For these hours,
these deep moments
alone, I cry for
us.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Gray Sky Today

Outside today, there,
where the birds play,
it's gray.

Today, I look, I
wonder, and I
fly away.

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Flags bearing our name

Could we leave now and go
there? I will be ready
in minutes, rushing to
see you, see you walk
down the steps, to stare
without any words and to
know, to have you feel
my admiration.

That song is playing again,
the one which makes us
look at each other. I
should have come over, my
lover, I should have
forgotten everything else
just to hold you tonight.

Do you hear me thinking
of you in dreams? It's
so loud that I can't
begin to think of anything
but you, anything but
reaching through space
to have you.

As I struggle to hold onto
the last escaping moments
of this day I grapple within
myself, I struggle to think
of that kiss I cut short, the
love I tore from this night
because some other part of
life had called.

But that my next breath could
inhale you, your scent ... it
would devour any and every
sense in me. I'm left here,
a victim of you, a lover
bereft of senses, reaching
blindly, a fool, lost
in love of you.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

A moment

Before I turn on that computer,
before the day begins, I want to
sit here and wait.

All of those things will still
be there after the sun has taken
rise, so I'll watch.

The river distant, through spring
trees still dressed for winter,
glimmers and sparkles.

Birds speak quietly, to admire,
to gaze without thought of anything
other than the sun's warmth.

I don't want this moment to end.
I'm thinking of you this morning,
this early day.

No longer can I hide or else they'll
call me wanting something. All day
they will call to ask.

As I hear its fans spin up, I glance
once more at the sunshine stretching
over the carpet, and I smile.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

conversation or life

I've got to let go so that
I can see those things that
are so very close to me. It's
all the things that are close
that I seem to have lost.

Come crazy, I mean you, the one
staring back in the mirror. Look
at where we've come in so little
time. Forever will I love the
word that is me.

That is the moment that I feel
the words that you left for me.
They've been so carefully placed
for me to hold onto, those words -
you didn't even know.

Don't lie to stay, but don't lie
to leave. We're that sun over
the distance, drifting away and
breaking rudely into moments of
conversation or life.

Sunday, March 1, 2009

You are the Vinyl Tiger

You are the vinyl
tiger. You have
that static of
an old recording,
you have the love
of a vinyl record.
The patience of
someone laying the
needle upon the
record. The calmness
of the record turning
in the moments of
my life, my heart,
and the forever
days of me.

Never Tomorrow

I want. Those chords.
They are so magnificent.
Your actions send me.
Go on tomorrow without
me. Every reason
real. In your way
you know. Far from
here. It's reason
enough. You
understand. Me.
And all those
things, they are.
Taken from some
justification. You
have to be real
to me. Take
me. Have me in
you. Oh ya.

Hide Me

Can't you come with me and take
me with you always. I've not
known life without you since
I touched your lips. And here
I sit unsober in my mind, drifting
away from everything that should
matter. You've made me into some
kind of pop chart addict dreaming
of that life with you.

It's that life that courses through,
through, forever dreaming of our
friends who know. Their jealousy
has taken first place, their pride
won't let them love us. Forever
watching at night, those shows,
that let them escape. It's love
that corrupts our view of reality.

If you won't or can't, would you
please take this song with you? I
have no need to listen to it play
over and over anymore. When it
interrupts my life I still see
pictures of us. I see what we knew
then. We're both so foolish, but
isn't that what we loved each other
for?

We hold each other in nights with
no plan for tomorrow. In that bed,
which I didn't buy, we hold onto
each other's dreams. Worried so much
that we are happy. So much so that
we often forget the illusion of our
own life. Who we are or what we want.
Love me come morning, hold me in the
evening, always know my soul. You
cannot hide.

Modern Life Fairy Tale

We know what they taught us.
In those hours, we were almost
always alone. Come to me
and sing that song, the one
that I love to hear. We don't
have to make them happy tonight.

There is some back road, away
from everything we know where
we wil find out. To know would
bring that smile we miss back
to our broken hearts. Our song
that ends before we're through
listening, that old memory.

Tonight, hazy eyed, listening
to songs from speakers too small
for the sounds they play. It's
our songs, our hearts and memories
playing in that long hallway. I
know that you've not forgotten -
We've not forgotten.

In here I can see, I feel our
emotion like a roller coaster. It
is every moment since I've been
and you've known everything in
me since I've begun. You know
my heart like undone dreams become
the fairy tale of our modern lives.

Monday, February 9, 2009

The Trip

There was so much
sunshine among the
blue sky, that sky that
stole us, that still
has us.

The road, stretching
forever, over our
hearts, deep into the
soles of our soul, has
become us.

Thursday, January 29, 2009

And Me

Sweet snow crunches under my feet
it's you
that
is that thing
so sweet

Cold crisp and hanging on branches
it's night
that
has everything
at a stop

Come walk, you are so very, sure
in us,
this
daytime soap,
opera coming

I've been watching, waiting, perhaps
of all,
these
trivial, questions
pounding

Look here, at us, before the fall
before
before,
those branches
shed us

They hold, carry, sweeten, their
burden
unto
us, this is
grounding

Hear me, here I am, where I said
listening
aware,
aware, of you
sounding

You cry, faintly, whisper, unsure
I know
you,
you, are so
much

Come today, to this place, I
need to
need,
you, are you
unsure?

Why, do you? Why, are we?
waiting
for
nothing, we don't
have already

Hi babe, I'm calling, to see
you now,
you
now, know me,
and me