He who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead; his eyes are closed.
--Albert Einstein --

Sunday, October 3, 2010

A Convenient Haze

Tonight as the rain comes down
I've got this music in my head
I need the power in these tears
to help me find what I have left

And in the morning when it's gone
But still rattling these bones
in the sunshine all alone
I'll wish that I could write a song

Bleeding out all the pain
life hits you like a train
the words are all the same
and there's nothing left to gain

Teary skies... starry eyes
like a lifetime in disguise
there's no bars in the cage
so what held in all this rage

Mirror what have I become
Let me put my glasses on
Clear makes a friend of shame
I like blurry... all the same

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

If poems were rock stars maybe I’d wear shades

The crackle of a rain drop sings
Makes me wish that I had wings
Reminding me all that I’ve lost
Weighing gains against the cost

I’ll make my pillow from the sand
Wait for a need to take a stand
Mixed feelings wait in the breeze
And my spirit’s in these trees

I’ll wear this crown that I bought
I never gave it much thought
King of all I cannot see
It took the best right out of me

Stay in the center with your greed
Keep this world away from me
I’ll take this path out of town
You be king and I’ll be clown

Out of Affliction

I'm going home again
they say you always can
I'm gonna raise my head
and find the power in this song

I like this dust in the sun
flickering like stars and spit
I'm ashamed of how I hate
all the music you played for me

I need not to care
whether you still dance
or hurt from the solicitude
I fed the world when I sang

I'll make the choice
to live and sing again
before my sentence comes
so control is in this hand

And whether life or death
the melody is mine
stumbling back to the front
my heart will beat the drum
July 5, 2009