Your true spirit speaks
when your silence answers
obviously our friendship
has turned to cancer
was it something I said
that made it fade
I still love you anyways!!

Her night
wasn’t what
I imagined…
her darkness
was dreary
void of compassion…
cold and sleepy
she held me under…
in a spell
of dreamy dread
I wandered…
restless I awoke
sweaty and soaked
her tentacle clinging
of unresolved hopes..

The beautiful day
was well under way
as I left the night behind
so I let it all go
and took to the road
following the one way sign
….

Eerily in the morning
I tend to follow rules
But...
rhyming in good timing
lack a certain cool!

When evening passion flows
my soul resumes it’s journey
my word in hot pursuit
to express a primal yearning

Stings of my guitar
bend from black to *****
connecting all the patterns
fast fret rockabilly groves!
And…
I’ve been known to play a bit
of jazzed soak blues…

The days are long
for a bard such as me
For…
I come from Traverse City
with a guitar on my knee!

My muscles are fatigued
So will you please
Hold this world
For me?

Politics are enraging
a running with the bulls
I use to follow reverently
My anger rarely cooled

Math is but patterns
repeating through our lives
love doesn’t adds up
equity with our strife

Science is quite random
our awareness of measurements
try to rap your mind around
an abyss of happenstance

History forlorn
a past of cultural lies
beware the tellers of the truth
for the end is always nigh

Psychology interesting
‘til ya figure it out for yourself
Freud would have us all
living in a state of doubt

Quantum Physics
a subject that takes me home
to the matrix
of my soul
where I'm subject to be
never alone!