The Dreaming Tiger

within tigers without a herd
we see that morning
a mistake, never to have been
to spend that night forever daydreaming
dreamt alone by chance
in that stark brilliant morning
  you see into here
where you have always been
never a mistake she is a smile
she is what it means to be
to be the tiger

Nightingale

To dance content with you in my arms tonight

dreaming together against each other

so it is that we wake to smile

if only, if only we knew

a close heart takes time

like the nightingale song so strong

we think only in moments

it does have us

a promise, so sure

spoken of impulse

therein lays the heart abandoned

with childish desires misunderstood

a wind comes free

and in it you would

you lead me to be
such is it to see

Another Night Alone

an innocence to your kiss
unlike that evening
you spoke so freely
something you couldn't say
until now

alone without color we see
inside when we hear
tears take us home
care comes to us
holding on

in your eyes I've never been
here you are in my arms
lost in parts of each other
some of another day
it is time

we dream so carefully free
our hearts patient
to wake so cautiously
here so close inside
we are taken

Mother's Divine Moment

painful is the unexpected
like the funeral song
played on the radio
until forgotten hearts care
without knowing we go
our Mothers ever faithful
sins unto a foreign god
carefully dreamt onto us
never knowing did come
deep in silence unbroken
it is such to care, our moment
here in a moment, so divine

Lisbon

That melody so intrinsic

it has known me forever

like a train set on rails

inevitable where I will end

my morning comes

with or without

I never saw

never.

Radio Songs

Life matters so little in light of the days we see
We run away forever
To see only those moments that our heart heard
We are so little, days are gone
It is gone from here
Come home or go forever
Your hand holds passion for a time
Seen in my eyes we are beautiful
Seen our are fits and twists
They turn us around
Day sunshine comes over here
To only know tomorrow...
As if we'd be able to forget yesterday
My heart can't be
This night can't be
It isn't real, not anymore
I've had to go, out there
you'll see me, dancing
only way I can be free
only way I can be me
You have me
You had me
until you left

Fast Train

Life came on, like a fast train
We both wanted to be free
but you couldn't look at me

Life came over me, no longer can I see
Weighted heart carries on
Pulling me on and on

Dreams were never meant for me
Time couldn't know
Here I am, waiting, tomorrow
This evening has me now

Here we lie, among the garden
so beautiful and alone
One look in your eyes has me

Life take me, where I need to go
Please be there when I arrive
Spent too long, not to try

All my life, I've always been adrift
Things that could never be
have always startled me

Time spent for moments lost
Tomorrow may slip from us
We lay together lost
while our souls have us

An Open Desert Window

The coyote's children come dancing
curiously into this room they peek
yowling to startle the monsters
those savage beasts within us
we stand foolishly unaware
waiting so eagerly to be bitten
so childish are our hearts
we undress to impress
taken from the pride
wolves not coyotes
devour our souls

Beautiful Jaded Gardens

Childish dreams
they keep on being reminders or clues
to who you are now

careless abrupt endings
overly eager days bring their end
we've seen them left forgotten

yet we still stand here among jaded gardens
calling out while asleep
alone without fear
shining so brightly
come home alone
smiling open windows
moments never left
here we are now
we can share these passionate skies tonight

forgotten love
less painful is broken love
but less beautiful

in light the enlightened speak
we wait by the river
there we are
aware

Paper Hearts

The pencil traces upon the deep lines of our hearts
Those eyes touch places quite unintentionally
You lean closer, you pause, staring deeply
My mind wanders to places held too close
By chance our lips glance so briefly
Unsaying those questions to let go
That touch so light, so near to me
Leaning back street lights flicker
People pass by so quickly
Night fades and drifts away
No longer are we here
Wherever that was
We left it all

Into us we steal those precious moments
Dancing upon the evening of our souls

Soundless

Spin clouds while trees turn their leaves underside
Don't wait to bear this obscene burden without sunshine

Your busy mind is occupied by the wordless chorus
Our mouths lie unspoken truths to each other

Staring deeply his eyes caress your naked shoulder
Lips unable to talk, cold air trembling with alcohol

Never dreams unfolding before we can reason
Tomorrow never comes and today never came to be

The ocher sunset fades with lasting haste
Subtle is the light over us before it is gone

Another place, just words in a song
Your smile, so precious
Just words in a song

Dream Clouds

There are no dream clouds in the sky today
Just a blank faded blue sky staring back at me

Yesterday I drove underneath them smiling
So easily lost in their looming shadows

They marched like wild water buffaloes
Grazing on sunshine across the stark blue

Today they've moved on to another pasture
Burdened am I by their loss, but silent

Still they march and still they carry on
The stampeding herd welcomes all souls
The tokens they carry match those that I hold
No matter how far they run they'll never grow old
My heart holds them closely forever I'm told

Those dream clouds held so close to my soul

Drifting Aware

The water bugs play
A lake so calm after last nights storm
Rain lightly falls amidst the sunshine
Wading deeper and farther, still calm lake
Plunging my head, covering my ears
Diving deep, surfacing back float
Dark to light, eyes skyward

Water plugs my ears
No sounds aside the pink tissue taking air
It comes and goes, it is all I can hear
Eyes neither open nor closed
Afloat with light falling upon me
Simple rain numbing my face

Awareness comes to me
It takes less and less effort to stay afloat
Without looking, carelessly spinning
Eyelids go from light to dark
Open and closed, morning clouds, inner self
Stark blue sky so crisp and apparent

Morning fog burns and leaves
Gracefully afloat, calm smooth lake
Wind crested waves from days past have escaped
Only this lake remains
Drifting, with only myself

Delicate threads unwind
Ears break water, day sounds life
Everything floods into my again whole self
This has come to calm my soul
My mind has taken ease upon the current
I am drifting aware
Minding my soul

Noise Trade Markets

etched mind vinyl spinning

same curved lines tripped

crackling over and over

same kind of sound

born inside of me tonight

the noise trade market

tumbling princess stocks

can't take face value anymore

misspoken words oft repeat

pressed records gone gold

left untaken from goodwill

stacks just gather dust

I wasted time before listening

throw them out once again

these can't be resold

no one wants them anymore

Weather with You or Not

Don't pretend to know where
hair so messed it is tragic
we're daunted by your opinion
trying so hard to understand

I've watched you before
dancing on a stage unapparent
reach out and grab these things
which you've been holding onto

Clocks stop workers today
light will always be there
blinding us come morning
curtains bring us together

Such is the night rain
that it comes down onto us
like tokens left at stations
tickets to somewhere else

Maybe to you it isn't new
but my eyes grow so wide
to a conductor watching me ride
he sees me and my foolish attempts

Wake me at the next station
you, the stranger, next to me
sitting unaware of what comes tomorrow
weather predictions often bring rain
if we wait, the sun may shine

Wild Tomorrow Blossoms

gentle rain falls lazily
over water drenched pavement
swept clean from yesterday
and the time we were lent
sweetly touched ground

in our ears spoken softly
steady calm rhythm descends
we steal away from this day
there is nothing on which it depends
into the open heart lens

an hour past the rain outlasts
soothing to the otherwise occupied mind
and with the rain we leave it behind
holding wild tomorrow blossoms
washed clean souls

Shallots

To be perfect they would be crispy
An offsetting texture to create balance
We mentioned it, but paid it no heed
Staring distracted, it happened by chance

A propane torch scorched the chèvre
Though not as well as it should
It might not have even been mentioned
Listening, consumed by each spoken word

Delicately placed pom pom mushrooms
Perhaps sautéed instead of grilled
So many flavors mixing throughout
Rousing, ravenous, meant to be devoured

Each bite brought something unique
Strawberries, asparagus, and chives
Too soon there was nothing left
Aside from one last irresistible bite

Painted Picture of Us

Something that stops you
You tell others about it
Their minds may see it
No two see the same

Some might even sculpt or draw
But as humans we feel
A connection from what was
Brings us to what is
Somewhere in the middle we relate

We understand something
Deeper than words can express
Regardless which language you speak
you hear what they say

In here we lose ourselves
our minds have lost themselves
In here we find each other
our souls express without words
we're all alone together

You cannot see, you never knew

Dreams aren't anything we see
hope isn't something for which we strive
often it always just seems to be
and we're always wanting to feel alive

Mysteries leave us with such wonder
careful we are to avoid that danger
we only take on what we can hold
anything else is just regret and anger

Memories have taught us to smile
they have given us time to pause
some leave us for a little while
until they remind what we've caused

Sounds become that first constant
the music and words to replay
all of them reminders we wanted
that we needed to hold on and stay

Feelings emote upon our soul
we all know what it means
as life takes and we pay tolls
often coming apart at the seams
we feel it deep within our soul

Bipolar Hearts

It was painted again
to remind me when
to let you know
it's time we go

when I was young
these songs were sung
so loudly while I laid
on carpet and played

It has gotten darker
reality ever starker
Emotionally plain
painted hands stain

In here, within me
there is no we
nothing could I misconstrue
to affect you

Words that I spoke
seek to be broke
over and at the end
we wake from pretend

Cold bitter sun bright
wake me with your light
among harsh blue skies
painted red white lies

Holding onto that moment
is what we have spent
while we've waited
holding onto that moment
too much we've spent
holding onto that moment

Fur of the Bear

in deep cold eyes we stare
laid out naked and bare
these reasons cannot be
ever likened so you see

this world so typical
you stare to escape
ever deeper you fall
watch it play on tape

colored here are the moments
you're ever seeking to lament
not so easy to please
everything everyone sees

when it is too much to take on
laugh deeply until the dawn
run fast without breathing
everything we want is gone

beyond your warm comfort
grows that of your close consort
it isn't childish to continue to dream
we ride until we cross the seam

tears won't break from dry eyes
songs won't be sung with lies
you're just a child in waiting
we're just children wondering

I'm the child staring blind
as the sun rises each dawn
everything laid out and bare
it shines, and into it we stare