wrap yourself in cold October wind
I know I can't bring you home again
so I walk beyond these empty streets
looking back at my Eurydice
you threw the rope
and I let go
with no one there to catch us
and nothing left to hold
and so we fell
moonlight casts a heavy, frozen pall
covering the bruises of the fall
sunlight comes and all is memory
but does the day hold all that's to be seen?
I followed your footsteps
til the sun revealed the path beneath
where you and I - wandering, reeling
found each other - broken and bleeding
and saw we were two halves of the same whole
now back in your arms
with one mended heart
we can feel the gravity
the power and energy
that once tore us apart
it was in us from the start
that's why we fell so hard
lay your head here among the stars
know the day is longer than the dark
Jul 10, 2018
Jul 10, 2018 at 2:20 AM UTC
Roses are red,
violence in bloom;
thoughts, prayers, and guns
for every classroom.
Feb 14, 2018
Feb 14, 2018 at 7:11 PM UTC
I drive beneath the overpass
the final sign 396
Lincoln fades into the clouds
the horizon envelopes me
the hills bow down to rise again
the trees grow dense, a final stand
enter in the open sky
where sea and stone and flesh are one
. . .
as the open windows roar
sixty five into the night
flying gravel, dust, sweat
I check that I’m still breathing
like the clouds ten miles deep
block the million year old light
stars unneeded shine in vain
I am silent in my song
Feb 13, 2018
Feb 13, 2018 at 10:07 PM UTC
looking around, it’s not what I expected
from you
below the clouds, flowers still grow
I’ll wait
for you
somewhere there’s a place where I can be alone
with you
will you show your face? let me know for once
it's you
dark behind the shadows, you can hide your light
from me
think of what we had, no, think of what could be
you’ll wait
for me
I see you slipping through, you don’t have to stay
with me
I can say it’s you, but we both know the truth
it’s me
Feb 13, 2018
Feb 13, 2018 at 3:14 PM UTC
on highways, rails, rivers and trails
we cut open the prairie wild
to poison our mother and bleed her dry
blind to the consequence
these fine white lines confine me
on aimless, nameless streets
where fences hang from twisted crosses
crucifying pages torn
from our fathers' histories
we'd rather soon forget
these fine white lines confine me
on shameless, blameless streets
when cold winds come blowing backward
and freeze the spaces in between
will our children know have this earth
if we do not know mercy?
these fine white lines confine me
on aimless, nameless, shameless, blameless streets
Feb 13, 2018
Feb 13, 2018 at 1:02 PM UTC
two and three, three and two
the son, me, the moon and you
I’ll be back one night for you
another one night beneath the blue
red and green and fallen trees
fog, steam and icy weaves
you were everything, the breeze
the blizzard, the rain, a hundred degrees
feathers, bricks and party tricks
out looking for that midnight fix
anything’s something when nothing sticks
just take your pick and see what fits
below the stars, beyond the clocks
we danced salsa at needle drops
with candy bars and soda pop
we sang and we danced while the prophets taught
what happened to those nights spent crashing through the morning light?
how did my haze conceal the daze that lay ahead of me?
can you take me back there?
I'm afraid I've missed my only chance
I woke up to find four years had passed
now this child's scared and lonely
seventeen's a symphony of mood swings and movie scenes
moon beams that he sees, she feels as bees’ stings
now please to be with trees, seeds, streams, rocky springs, and prairie seas
sweet retreat from three rings, but fleet feet still need to eat
the mystery of everything that we can think that we could be
little things that we can scheme beneath the sheets, between the seams
what she means to me
but anything that we can dream needs something to breathe its steam, bring the heat, keep the beat, seek the spirit, steal the key
while streets and wheels lead the deal, the kingdom kneels and leaves
feel it bleed, hear us sing
free on twenty-three's wings
this is where the summers end
fest, fair, I called a friend
starry eyed and innocent
wondering where the weekend went
remember running through the snow?
the trains and plains, the fox and crow
but I saw storms through your rainbow
down the rabbit hole that I called home
I waited, you waited, I never showed
where is the static laughter outside my open window?
what is this silent hum, my fluorescent companion?
can you take me back there?
I'm afraid I've missed my only chance
I've grown up and it went by too fast
now the child's gone
two and three, me and you
the sun is set, the day is through
I’ll be back tonight for you
Feb 13, 2018
Feb 13, 2018 at 12:58 PM UTC
when I stood with you in a crowded room
we built beneath the cedar boughs
I watched as a star, a light from afar
shone down and set our spirits free
a ring of pure light through the blood red night
we were at once in orbit bound, me and you between
now we sit alone in our empty home
just waiting for tomorrow’s dawn
with parallax eyes, sidereal sighs
but there’s no place I’d rather be
and when the day comes, when this night is done
there will at last be a new song you and I can sing
it's that song I can't sing
the one star I don't see
the same sun, the same light
you’re the moon in my night
and I know that my sun’s still out there, somewhere
because I can see my moon shining
with brilliance rare and a beauty serene
Feb 13, 2018
Feb 13, 2018 at 12:53 PM UTC