Saturday, April 30, 2016

Making Trouble

You'll fall to pieces
when the dream is done
and stand by destruction
rather than taking flight
never giving up the fight
because it's your problem
something you made
like it or not

Friday, April 29, 2016

Like fish

Like fish in a bowl
or puppets in satin's hands
preaching, preaching
war, war, war
holy or not
this our divine plan
not plot

Thursday, April 28, 2016

Left Behind

Once you had something to defend
but you let it slip away
blinded by promises
of better days ahead
now those days
have been
left behind

Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Metropolis of Shame

We can see right through
each candidate
spinning webs of lies
called promises
and yet we fall
for each and every one
again and again
sending them off
to the metropolis
of shame

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

Curse You

Who is playing with my head tonight
putting things in there that I don't want
what's messing with my emotions
I caught them swimming around
whispering things to me
when I became aware of them
I chased them out
sitting silent, pondering their origin
who keeping these things out
to get caught by me
everytime I had the answer
it slipped away
never enough time
to understand the things
life had to say
curse you wicked thoughts
go away

Monday, April 25, 2016

Repeated Mistakes

We've been here before
in another shape, in another form
trials and tribulations
still the same
we just call them other names
an endless loop
of repeated mistakes

Sunday, April 24, 2016


headline fight
calling for attention
wrong or right
from arid desert to arctic zone
war won't leave us alone
sustained on misleading information
forgetting the burnt red
the innocent charred bones
everyone a Jones
without a name or face
until apology letters
reach waiting homes
stop at once
give us hope
for a better place
to find some peace
something to share
a reason to care
for weary souls
something we all want

Saturday, April 23, 2016

Steets of Heaven

The man said he was a wisp of love
coming out of the night for some sun
kept in the dark for so long
in a room of fears
telling him what he was supposed to be
evil reflections
pain, confusion, conspiracy
he washed his soul clean
walking the streets of heaven
remembering seasons of fire
buring in the soul once again

Friday, April 22, 2016

Growing Dim

things make the candle grow wiser
this night of waning life
time stealing tomorrow
with each passing second
this world grows dim

Thursday, April 21, 2016

Out the window

The man down the street got my call
but I didn't know who he was
his replies coming back to me
mumbling through the receiver
he said he's doing fine
and not much was going on
I wondered how he knew that
how he knew something was happening at all
so, I looked out the window
to see what I was missing

Wednesday, April 20, 2016

Tired Inspiration

Gold was thinly spread over the edge of the horizon
fingers dipped into cold water for relief
the moon coming out to put the sun away
over these seas of tired inspiration
where her love awaits

Tuesday, April 19, 2016

Packed Up

I'm not me anymore
somewhere along the way
my dreams packed up
and headed out the door
just a shell left to stay
and suffer cut after cut
who could ask for more

Monday, April 18, 2016

Rock-N-Roll Deli

Everyman in Florida has his day and this one was Sam's.
He'd been a middleman for years, and she was sick of it. It had gotten old fast.
What he needed was some excitement, something like a new drug.
His life was a mess. The whole room smelled of week old pastrami and stale bagels.

What Sam needed was a new shipment for his customers.

He found the deal of a lifetime and got on a plane to South America.
There he met with a man of dubious origin.
A hundred grand later Sam was loaded with Peruvian Pig Tongues.

They were hot items in Florida, but smuggling them in would be difficult.
Sam had to dodge Salami Vice.
The folks that broke up illegal delicatessens.
If they got word that some bad tongue was on the street if would be over for Sam.

Sunday, April 17, 2016

Goodby testiment

Today give praise,
a new day,
a goodbye testiment

Saturday, April 16, 2016

Stiff Cold

Clutching feverishly
to remaining bits of light
to keep impenetrable black
at bay
fighting desperation of thought
unyielding sound
this burden
thick, moist, earthen
burning my nostrils
sulfur giving way
to the stiff cold
up ahead

Friday, April 15, 2016

Can't turn back

The distasteful endurance
of light
somber faces
with glaring blank eyes
reflect the candles
on the table
fearfully clutching
each other's hands
a mood of desperation
settled over the room
the murmuring voice
chanting, beckoning
the presence
of the fallen and forgotten
this moment spurred
game, test, dare
didn't bring forth
expected results
instead a scare
and a laugh
the room cold
pounding hearts
and the chants
unknown prankster
cloaked in fear
suddenly appears
the room goes black
there are some things
you can't turn back

Thursday, April 14, 2016

I'll fly away

I'll fly away
if you let me
to soar above
in the real of dreams
this is where true love lives

Wednesday, April 13, 2016

Beyond why

that was your mother
life stopped
a single point in time
between now and then
and your father
just a working man
he tried his hardest
returning too old
your brothers did too
all this such and such
loaded questions
beyond reason
beyond why

Tuesday, April 12, 2016


There's a magic to life
it requires no potions
just open eyes
and open hearts

Monday, April 11, 2016

Fate Knows

how do you let words of uncertainty
part from fearful lips
when the past sealed the heart so well
is it love this time
only time will tell
can the spell be broken that she cast
or will each love end like the last
only fate knows what lies deep inside
where emotion has left to hide

Sunday, April 10, 2016

Sealing Fate

his heart taken away
when his love left
pain sealing his fate
with a deepening hurt
not to be undone

Saturday, April 9, 2016

The Beat

if by luck
the wicked turn to friends
and anger is seized
obliteration of thought teased
running scales
like poets with guitars
when the beat fades

Friday, April 8, 2016

don't look back

when putting away
the things that we love
it's best to not
look back

Thursday, April 7, 2016

On hold

all our tomorrows
put on hold
until we grasp
our dreams
and fly
with them

Wednesday, April 6, 2016

Waiting to find out

the days float by
waiting for us
to find out
who we are

Tuesday, April 5, 2016

Our better days

We built an empire
above all horizons
a future to grow into
a fitting statement
a testiment that still stands
reminding us
of our better days

Monday, April 4, 2016


We had a formula for the future
all our problems would be gone
and life would be a dream
and dreams would be our life
until that day arrived
and we found none of it came true

Sunday, April 3, 2016

Journey Forward

Take me to places safe and warm
a future of possibilities
with many forks in the road
where adventure lies ahead
from this journey forward

Saturday, April 2, 2016

Find yourself

Find your center
and you'll find yourself
you've been
for nothing
let your journey begin

Friday, April 1, 2016

Be happy

The walls decide to stay where they are
maybe they'll find you again in time
for now remember you've been released
and left this world behind
don't let the doubts haunt you
or take your friends and destroy your home
seek out love, out there to find
do more than sleep lost and alone
nothing to hold but memories
until the cold morning light
let the past go, be happy