After all this time, the rain has come again
soybeans bursting in the pod, dry brown fields.
The lake as low as it has ever been
clouds pass, thin wisps, withholding all they wield.

We too have dried, mere husks, once plangent
await cadences, intimacy's desires.
A chair rests on a deck, first child's salient
artifact of family life once resonant.

Not first love, but founded in maturity
enough, perhaps, to defy time's ravages.
Embarked with proclaimed mutual surety
to weather all a life's uncertain passages.

But, for now, we tender loves rebuff
and find the rain must prove to be enough.

Let us go then, you and I

As the train bears west

To no eternal end.


Watch the world go by,

More or less.


If I am out of my mind,

I have no preconceptions.


But it is time,

One the edge of reason,

You and I.

No;
I'm Not Perfect, I Cant Be What You Want Me To Be,
Yes I Use Dishonesty,
I Can't Figure Myself Out,
When All You Do Is Shout.
I Can't Look Forward To The Future,
When All You Do Is Remind Me Of The Past.
I Don't Want To Grow Up Too Fast.
But I'm Maturing Beyond My Age,
And At This Stage,
I'm Sick Of Trying To Satisfy You.
And All I Wanna Do;
Is Let Go Of Everything You Want Me To Be;
I Guess That's The Key,
To Let Go of You.
And Be Myself and Stay True.

Don't tell me I couldn't survive without you
You do not know the battles already won
and the fears I've already outgrew

I've gotten stronger now... not so naive
And would only be my choice to grant you any reprieve

No passing security, no breaches, and no keys
There are only alarms and pass-codes you need

My guard stands at the ready on the outside of my heart
Dressed in camouflage with a black-belt in all the martial arts

I only have to ask guard of my heart shall I let him pass
With his awareness he knows when to do kung fu on that ***

My heart is now my most prized possession
and my guard rarely takes breaks or any vacation
The battle not always won but always suffers deprivation

She found me where I wouldn’t go,
hands cupped around her fragile spark,
back turned to the wind,
making my way down the path of her choosing.

Love between friends is
So hard to live with because
You can't be yourself no matter
How hard you try so you cry yourself
To sleep by the pain of loving a friend.
Love between friends is the unwise thing
To do because in the end you'll break yours
And his heart into a million pieces and the
Friendship will be over within minutes.

Thus far


I coin my faith to love


(That which so binds me to this pole,


Bidding that I press the rocky earth in with perpetual circles)


And toss such currency to faith as it hit’s the gentle waters down a cobblestone well