Where do the stars end
when I feel so far away from home?

Ah, would I were a German!
I'd trouble my translator
With nouns the size of Hamburg
And leave the verb till later.

And if I were a Welshman
My work would thwart translation
With ninety novel plurals
In strict alliteration.

And would I were Chinese!
I'd throw them off their course
With twelve unusual symbols
All homophones of "horse".

But as it is, I'm English:
And I'm the one in hell
By writing in a language
Impossible to spell.

All my life from place to place
Rolling stone, no moss and no face
Come and go without a trace
Drifting through this endless space

Must be beautiful, magical
you're free like a bird
No moss as you toss
through the waves of the world

I'll never be, I'll never know
Though I'm free, I've got no home
Rootless, faceless and alone
Wherever I drift, wherever I roam

Having a place, a simple pleasure
I cannot fathom, cannot measure
but what I have, I do treasure
to see, to grow, I'm free, I know.

The past is vibrant
Bright as the newly formed rainbow
After a hazy morning rain
But how real is it?

We look back in reverence
When we should look forward in hope

We throw salt
in the wounds of our aching dreams
By not believing in them
By feeling sorry for ourselves
By forgetting them entirely

Smoking them out
Drowning them out

We are the warriors of the night
With no banner to ride under
No war cry to call out
The roar of our souls is dimmed
In a world that values silence

I say let's break out
Of this fishbowl we've been circling
The glass is cracked by new thought
And smashed by new beginnings

Let's reach out and grasp
The meanings of ourselves
For they are beyond the routine
Of growing up, growing old, and going out

Let's live the life
we've always meant to

It's not a year from now
Or ten years from now
Or twenty
It was yesterday.

I don't know what it is,
but I distrust myself
when I start to like a girl
a lot.

I don't care how God-**** smart
these guys are:     I'm bored.

My new shampoo smells like the summer you kissed me
I wonder if you missed me
When you left the next day for an eighteen day cruise
You didn't even have to chose
Between her and me that seemingly perfect summer night
You left us behind to fight
Over you but somehow we all just came to grips
But I still remember your lips
It's bad enough getting caught up on a kiss
That I shouldn't miss
Not that I want you like that anymore I promise
I just haven't felt that way since
But the last thing I need is shampoo
that reminds me of you.

She handed me her essay
In math class today.
She told me it's sad;
I read it anyway.

For a moment I was transported
To the day her mother died.
My friend managed to keep her chin up.
But in math class, I cried.

I can't imagine losing
Someone so close so young.
I cried because she lost her mom
While I have everyone.

She told me she'd had time
To tell her mom what she had to say.
But still the tears came out
Because today is my mom's birthday .

I went home to an aging mother;
She went home to just a dad.
Sorry for the tears on my math homework
The whole thing just made me sad.