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.