I’m told there is a purpose
To every failed try
A meaning to be found
In every tear I cry.
And yet I ask in vain
To make that purpose clear,
But I see no answer coming
Before faith disappears.
I hear another calling
Another desperate plea,
Another stranger in the dark
Longing to be free.
Release me from the power
Of that which holds me down,
And offer me another way
Another trip around……
Around the plaguing questions
The pain inside my soul,
Around the poor made choices
And The promises I broke.
My life has been for nothing
And there’s nothing left to give
Nothing to be proud of
A life I can’t forgive.

Quiet as the moonlit water
is your breath of sleep,
I gave you my love,
my heart to keep
The scent of you I gently breathe
as the whispering wind
talks to the trees.
Telling them secrets
from from far off lands.
Oh so gently I pick up your hand.
One night with me,
God I can't breathe
A lifetime is now just a memory.
Time was our friend
if only it stilled,
My soul was at peace
my heart was fulfilled.
And now this night
will be our last,
Oh how quickly these hours pass.
Think of me every now and then
Perhaps our time will come again.

In the misty morning air
The click clopping of shoes
Upon wet cement
Sets my mind
into a musical cadence.
Each drop of rain
Lands in perfect rythym,
Every swoosh of a tire
Lends a crescendo.
A song heard
Time and again.
Born of the monotony
Of one day into the next,
Of one foot in front of the other
Of stories told and retold.
In the shabbiness of the
Morning air
The sun tries
to b link through the clouds
So it can burn through
The frozen humanity
That no longer
Gives a scrap of bread
To a stranger.
I watch as silhouettes
Dance between rain drops
Then scurry into shelter.
The click clopping of sboes
On wet cement has faded
To a stark and silent
Breath of time.

You will remember me the way you left me,
Sobbing as the wretched heat blistered my eyes with sweat.
Desperately searching the shadows of your face
For an answer that wasn't there.
Afraid to be alone in my world of darkness,
I begged you to continue to share it with me.
After all it was you who poured the sadness into the sun.
It was you who leaked anger into into love.
It was you who stole the smile from my soul.
It was I who let you.
You will remember my tears and frustration,
My sorrow and desperation.
You will remember me cracked and broken.
You didn't see me mend, or come to life again
Without the pressure of your stone upon my heart.
You took the darkness with you when you left
And the glittering sunshine in your wake,
Momentarily blinded me.
But as the day grew gentle,
and sweat and tears no longer burned against my skin,
I saw the smell of the sunset and heard the beauty of its color
In that whisper of a moment I was indeed alive yet once again.

Illuminate my life,
My world, My soul. 
Upon forever dreams and desires reside
Then ride away
On the sunset of angry loneliness.
Circular searching for A little peace,
a corner of the table cloth,
A breath of significance in your world. 
Darkened days become darker nights
Another chance at hell on your way to heaven.
And When the bitterness decides
to seep from the soul
And the anger leaves its place
Along with it will go 
The memory of your face. 
Standing on the edge of goodbye

The years have passed
And Loves faded into gray,
That's the way it happens,
At least that's what they say.
But in the first light of the morning,
When I turn and watch you sleep
I can't help but still remember
The way you looked at me.
Am I still the one  you're wanting,
The one that's in your heart
The one you want to hold you
When your worlds been ripped apart?
I close my eyes and see you
Dancing in the street
And feel your kiss upon my lips
And your body next to me.
I know that times were simple then,
We were just so young
And maybe you're still wondering
If you've left a song unsung.
But am I still the one you search for,
To find shelter from the storm
Am I still the one you long for,
When the summer nights grow warm?
Can you love me like you used to,
Or is it time for me to go
I can't stand to lie here wondering,
If our love has been outgrown.
No matter what you say girl,
I'll love you anyway
Just the way I said I would,
Back on our wedding day.

Dry eyes
Pink balloons
Satin sheets
Nothing is related to the other.
Nothing makes sense.
A thousand words are written
A million songs are sung.
The days are slowly churning, tic toc
Here comes another one.
Hello was for a moment
Goodbye will last forever
Yet inside this spec of time
Your face I still remember.
The way your auburn hair would fall
When you just arose from bed
Or how your smile lit the room
We had so many years ahead.
Staring down upon this stone
As the sunshine warms the day
I relive every moment
All the silly games we played.
Inside I'm numb to everything
I can't help but wonder why
We didn't get to live our life
Or why you had to die.
Teary eyes
Blue roses
Teacups
Nothing is related to the other
Nothing makes sense.....

I passed you on the street today
Like all the days before this very one.
Glancing side ways,  I saw
The sun stream through your hair
And smelled a hint of lilac in the air.
Captivated by the sound of your
High heeled shoes on the pavement,
I paused for a whisper of a moment.
And feeling that pause,
As though I had reached out to you,
You stopped.
Time stopped.
My world stopped.
Inside that moment
Another was created.
That creation began to flow
Then form into a life of its own
Only to dissolve amongst
The  fading sound
Of clip clopping high heeled shoes
And the dying scent of lilac in the air.

It happened one dark and gloomy day,
That all the babies came out to play.
Babies you say?
Ah... but wait and you will see,
These babies are cute as cute can be.
Then they appeared one two and three
Little puff dragons, pink blue and green.
They giggled, they danced, they wiggled around,
They jumped and they bumped and they fell to the ground.
See gloomy days are their favorite kind,
Their fires too hot when the sun comes to shine.
So don't be sad when the rain pours down, very carefully look all around.
They're awfully shy these dragons are
And sometimes they come from very far.
Their wings get tired, they want to sleep,  jump in bed, but don't make a peep.
If you are still and you close your eyes tight,
A dragon friend may visit tonight.
And in the morning when you open your eyes,
That sun will be shining up high in the sky.
The rain will have gone and the dragon too,
but look he left a present for you.
A dragon gift is one of a kind,
You never know, what  they'll leave behind.
Follow the footprints on the floor.
LOOK! They go behind the door.
And there it was all Shiney and bright,
an old copper penny he left in the night.
So don't be sad when the rain pours down, baby dragons are dancing around!

Violet mist plays gently,
Wraps around my lonely soul,
Whispered words upon your lips,
Stories left untold.
Standing steadily upon a cloud,
It rocks me off to sleep,
Where I can dream the sweetest dream,
Of Love that's mine to keep.
Until the thunder beckons,
And the storm clouds gather round,
The bitter call of love gone wrong,
The dreamer makes no sound.
In the splatter of the first few drops,
Your whispered words are free,
The beauty of the life we shared, That wasn't meant to be.
The pain of loss brings sorrow,
An ache that cuts so deep,
That even in the moon drenched night,
A lover never sleeps.

She lies in a tangle of blankets,
breathing in the scent of sadness.
The sounds of desperation within the dark
Leak pain into her soul.
Burdened by the years of standing tall,
crushed by the loneliness.
She believed the strength inside
Would carry her beyond the emptiness.
Yet into the darkness the light of her soul creeps,
Moving endlessly, recklessly.
Predawn light brings her no peace,
Feeling instead the fear of facing another day.
Sighs and cries and moans of despair
Leave her lost and broken.
Dreams abandoned, choices made, time past.
She feels the regret,
That familiar ache that brings the weight of anger.
And there she weeps for all she missed
and all that could have been.
As darkness makes its way once more
She smells the scent of sadness...

Beckoned by a lingering tale,
Told countless times before
He held his hand across his heart,
And heard his words once more.
The silence in the morning air
Hung tightly like a shroud,
As gasps and cries before him
From mothers in the crowd.
So soon he would be fighting
A mask upon his face,
A weapon tucked against his soul
A soldier in his place.
The shrieking of a siren,
The sound of bullets pass,
He remembers what his father said
It only counts who’s last.
And now the only fear he keeps
The sudden fear of death,
The slamming of a bullet and
The touch of angels breath.
Staring at the sky above
His father’s eyes look back,
The fiery night is fading
As the ghost of life attacks.

I stand beneath this crumbling bridge
An echo from the past
And ponder who has come before
A matey or a lass.
Did they cross this bridge
With hopes held high
With dreams of far off lands
A soldier on his way to war
Two lovers hand in hand.
I stand beneath this crumbling bridge
It's brackets Worn and old,
It seems to bow before me,
It's secrets still untold.
Standing still I faintly hear
A whisper or the wind,
Maybe those who've gone before
Are coming home again.
I stand beneath this crumbling bridge,
Drinking in its glory,
And if I listen closely,
I hear it's untold story.

I can hear the sweet whisper
  Of your voice,
It smells of whisky and sunshine
  And I float
With drunken bliss as I feel your
  Kiss upon my lips.
That old country road
  We traveled
Ended at our picket fence
  Where we built
Our lives together.
   Young love
Euphoric and rich.
   I see so clearly
Those still summer nights,
   Time was talking
I wish we would have listened then.
   Youth and wisdom...
Contradictory entities that blind the eyes
   Of worldly knowledge.
We see what lies behind us
   After mistakes are made.
Retrospect is of no use when
   Damage is done.
Now I sit in the car staring down
   That old country road
Past that white picket fence
   Wondering yet again
Where we'd be if only I knew
   What I didn't know then.