We didn't speak much before you left
though short on words, the longing in our eyes
More oft' than not in the case of the bereft,
silence speaks a blue streak in our hearts when someone dies.

he might have a word for you
offer up a single clue
something he can say or do
might change the way you're feeling
a snowflake falls from far above
this single thing I'm thinking of
it falls upon your working glove
and sets your heart to healing
pick a tune you want to hear
this will be our song all year
play it while we have a beer
and kiss the snowy ceiling.

I was one of many people
drawn to participate in a learning experience
which was taking place outside in a historical town
in front of a very old Victorian house which was painted a deep forest green. As I sat on the floor, I grabbed for a large long piece of foam, a mat or mattress which I could sit or sleep on if needed, realizing that not everyone had a mat and that if I let it go someone else would probably take it. The man who was teaching said that he had started scraping at some dried mud and as it fell away the porch ceiling was revealed. I looked up from my mat and there, high above my head was the deep forest green bead boarded ceiling he spoke of. As it turned out, this was a class on archeology in which the subject was this old house which had been unearthed....

Behind your back we called you by your given name
after all of our conversations we all drew a fair conclusion
that you are right, we're all the same

Minding our own
making it rhyme,
it's all coming out
and there's dust in the drought
but the rain comes in time.

Nothing held back
I've got nothing to say,
let it roll off my shoulders
puts less your mind
and it's better that way.

All I wanted
      porch
             swing
                 rhythm~
                           back
              and
     forth
            with you, babe
                         All I needed
                          porch
                 swing
        rhythm
back
       and
                  forth
                with you.

And isn't this nice?
you like hot tea on ice
thank you, yes, I can follow directions
so please don't think twice.
And isn't this great?
we can stay out real late
watching millions of sparkling stars
while you're lickin' that plate?

I said nothing at all
it's that horse in the stall
my foot fell asleep but I'm not gonna weep
I can drag it or crawl.

Now the wind's in the trees
and your hand's on my knees
and the warmth of your breath on my neck
puts my tired mind at ease.

All I wanted
      porch...
                    swing...
            rh­­ythm..
    back...
              and...
        forth...
       ­ ­with you babe
                         All I needed
                          porch
                 swing
        rhythm
back
       and
                  forth
                with you.

Minding our own
making it rhyme,
it's all coming out
and there's dust in the drought
but you rain comes in time...

Distracted, it's true
idle chatter won't do
Better nothing to say
put the music on play
and be quiet
with you.

All I wanted
      porch...
                    swing...
            rh­­ythm..
    back...
              and...
        forth...
       ­ ­with you babe
                         All I needed
                          porch
                 swing
        rhythm
back
       and
                  forth
                with you.

so the stars are hiding
tonight...

perhaps they make a deal
with the clouds,
so every now and then,
they can kick back,
drink a beer and go
to the movies....

it must be hard,
to keep your twinkle, sparkly
night, after night, after night,

everybody....
even the heavenly ones deserve some....
                        down-time.

am i right or am i right!!!!