The Fool  
Your shadow is blinding how easy to see
Reflection of light is who I must be
I calculate flaws and see as they grow
With smile to grin I hear your words flow
Assume the position must be in your mind
I make the transition much knowledge to find
Words that are hollow you keep from the wind
Will they go forth…or will they rescind
With promise entailed you act out the game
It’s never your fault no malice or blame
But just when you think you’re cleared from the fall
This man is not foolish…This fool fools them all.

Joe Callari

With the slightest touch of her hand the hint of a smile. I draw her near but not with intensions to make her run. The softness of her hair brushes against my face for lust of another day...I see the interest in her eyes and the eyes don't lie. The game has begun but no one will be the winner... Is it stolen? or the effects of the ocean. Just another millisecond of life in motion.

Joe Callari...

In the still and coldness outside, the constant hum of generators and chainsaws break what was silent.
The deafening buzz, despair in my mind, delivered by wind so violent.
Lives will change; foundations replaced, material things lost in a storm
From loss in remembrance is a way to start over and new life gets reborn
Gradual and forthright we start this new quest
Positive thought, the old at its rest
Rebuild with a new the end not in sight
One day at a time is a sliver of light

Joe Callari

I used be a cowboy with a six gun on my side
I used to be a drinker with a six pack for the ride
Driving down a peaceful road ******* on some brew
That’s all I ever wanted and all I ever knew

I used to a astronaut looking down from far away
I used to be a doctor healing those who couldn’t pay
Traveling down a peaceful road ******* on some brew
That’s all I ever wanted and all I ever knew

I used to a builder built some houses just for fun
I used to be a joker telling jokes to everyone
Driving down a peaceful road ******* on some brew
I never was an addict but I popped a pill or two

But things got hard and all things do change
There ain’t no more drinking on the open range
So now I sit by the old picture show
Smoke a cigarette and sip a cup a Joe
My how time flies’s when you’re having so much fun
Not a care in the world just waiting on the sun
I wish you could see all the things I feel
I can always stop by for a free home cooked meal

Joe Callari