If I was a mountain

That soared towards the sky,

With craggy snow caps

And stormy grey eyes-



Then you'd be the clouds

That swaddled my peak,

That silenced my thunder

When I tried to speak.



If I was the earth

The desert, in fact:

With arid dry soil

And mud, baked and cracked-



You'd be the rain

The downpour that soothed;

The balm to my bruises,

Relief to my wounds.



If I was the Moon

In the indigo night,

With stars as my blanket

And silver; my light-



Well you'd be the Sun

Just always behind

That lent me your glow

And caused me to shine.

20 16 is finally here,
Spread only love and cheer,
And have a Happy New Year!!

You can take away my box of memories
Have the heart that beats inside of me
Keep the house we always called a home
Leave me here standing on my own

Take away my reasoning to smile
Watch me walk the long and lonely mile
Use the tinder part for show & tell
Don't forget to mention how it felt

Hopefully all of this will be enough
All I ask is that you leave behind my love

You can have back all the time that we both spent
Everyday and everything it meant
Give back all the thorns, toss out the rose
Turn the open sign around to closed

Keep the list of promises I made
In case you chance upon a raining day
Take away the look that made me smile
At the corner edge of the here and now

Hopefully all of this will be enough
All I ask is that you leave behind my love

I am five staring up in my clown bed wondering if there is only one me
why is it that I have these visions of the future I have not seen?
images dancing across my head like photographs of the dead
haunting me in my dreams telling me that everything is not all as it seems
illusions in front of my eyes dancing like white lies
hard to tell the truth from the false …
are those people I see like dolphins or, are they sharks?
when you’re born with vision right from the start
it can be confusing to say the least
it feels as though you’ve been given some kind of cheat sheet

I am staring up at the stars with my blue eyes…
I am a wondering child at the age of five
Why am I here? Is there a God? Does he see?
Does he/she see the images I have seen?
Does he/she know I am here feeling unheard, and unseen?
So many questions from the eyes of a wondering child —
so many questions I’m hoping God has call waiting - or, great files.

Right here right now I'll speak the truth
That I love me and you love you
Though we both know that it should be
I love you and you love me

As selfish as this all may sound
There's so much of it that goes around
If I don't love me then who will
I'm the only one that fits the bill

What we say and what we do
Is not so much the hidden truth
It's easy to be apart of the group
Of I love me and you love you

I'm sure it comes as no surprise
The way we feel in our own eyes
No need to look around and see
I only want what's best for me

It's in the nature of this man
To want to be the main event
Yet still there's hope one day we'll see
That I love you and you love me

I saw the image of you...

There you were down by the old oak tree
slumbering beneath the stars
you might as well have been across the ocean
in a far away land...
for the ghost that was once you
I could not reach
haunting me you eventually faded away,
and, I was left only with the glimmer
of hope ...
that the twinkle in your blue eyes would somehow smile
your old familiar smile...
that you would eventually return to me --
Alas, when I finally woke...
I was a lonely sailor lost at sea
holding a black n' white photograph of you n' me...
you were swinging across the old oak tree
You were five, and I was three...
then your image
suddenly faded away from me
I am a lost sailor out at sea.