The sun shines red under the heavy lids,
The pages unfurl in the wind.
It blows salty gusts and ocean spray
Making it a lazy day.

The white sand and lonely seagulls make the light flicker
as they fly.
The wild current and washing waves lull me into a deep , deep sleep.

Reflections of the cliffs carved by the storms are painted onto the sky
A hint that the sun will break through and shine on me again.

I open my eyes only to see
The nap I’ve taken spoke in dreams to me.

. . . . .s s s s s s s s s s s s s s  . . . .
Choo . . . s s s s s s s s s s s s  . . . .
Choo  Choo  s s s s s s s s s s  . . . .
Choo s s s Choo s s s
Choo s s Choo s Choo Choo
Choo Choo Choo Choo
My tain is moving . . .
My freight train now of love
Chu , Chu , Chu , Chu , Chu
My momentum is gaining
Must make the grade above
Chou-a-Chou , a-Chu
Keep your eyes looking up ahead
On the rail and where's it lead
My train has many cars
Hauling loads so very far
Boxcar loads of lumber sure
For building house of love so pure
Tank cars full of liquid love
Higher and higher I do shove
Flatbeds strapped under cover too
Leaves you guessing what will I do
Load after load of dump cars full
All these I bring to you to tool
The way is curved and rail runs straight
As I pass through your open gate
The boiler is hot the fire is stoked
There's no way now this motion choke
There's miles and miles of shiny rail
Laid down by your smiles , can tell
Following up here comes the caboose
As my train is cut and loose
Pressing hard must be on time
To here you say it's so fine
So there goes my Loco train of love
Delivering loads of love I flood
Whoo - whoo

Life is the riddle that you will never solve
A multitude of complexities weaved together
By the black widow of good hope
With a dash of unmoderated uncertainty
As you find yourself toeing the line
Between sadness and happiness
Life is that simple riddle without an answer

Life is the nights you remember best
Being up at 4am
Making a home within your cozy corners
Eager to escape
Eager to belong
But too afraid to try

The rules of life govern it as such
And sometimes we are privy to its restrictiveness
And we are not as free as we think we are
But time bends
The laws of life
And patience
Is the greatest reward of all

Extensive ruminations on life are futile
Life is as volatile as it is big
And we are best left guessing
Our magician's next trick
Some things are hidden just to be found
Some things you see it
And then you

(Memories of a lost youth)

What girls have i cherished
what lips have i kissed
what loves  have i held
what hands  have i missed
what hearts  have i broken
what tears  have i cried
what words  have i spoken
what times  have i lied ?

what girls i have held
what lips i have missed
what hands i have cherished
what loves i have kissed
what hearts i have spoken
what tears i have lied
what words i have broken
what times i have cried.

What  I had , I gave
What I spent , I had
What I kept, I lost

What you do for yourself, you take
with you when you die.
What you do for others is timeless.

Huddled in bed, my hollowed out mind,
sinuous and abashed, cannot
will not
let go of the slight incurvation holding your lips

Stranded in a meadow of wheat,
my head is not eradicated
of your silken hair
tracing a shadow on the creases of your brow

Floating in a stream of crystalline water
I am drenched in the thought of your hands
soft and red, finding their way to me
no matter the pull of the current

But at least
when I clench my fists so that my thumb is curled into the palm
and the red juice pumping through my arteries is felt
in unison with each deliberate breath
my mind is finally purged of your eyes.