The shoreline was unforgiving - dune grass...
You never hesitated, ran like a madman through...
I press my nose to a
window sill, kissing nature...
While clutching me with icy claws
I fear my fragile heart to pause...
In day with sun low and beaming
I beheld a fellow dreaming...
This tunnel so dark
I can't see the end...
Images have danced
Pictures have entranced...
A streak of blue
Sad but true...
When blackbird sings a song for him
from snowy perch all crisp and trim...
Dreams are not tangible
yet I grip my pen to recount...
Everything you love, everything you hate,
Goes away, out the window...
Can compare to an angel
but worst like a demon from hell...
Withering into the quiet,
I no longer keep track of the nights...
So difficult today to see beyond my sorrow, will...
I should I've known you won't be here forever, but...
You pleaded for my vulnerability
to see my pain...
When emotions are held deep
And it makes you feel so low...
So tell me, do I wallow?
Do I indulge the darkness...
And I am somewhat glad
to be home among the sunshine...
Does a gnome in the garden
keep fishing at night...
The economy, a force unseen,
Yet felt in every day and dream...
They sat in the darkness, laughter and joy,
A family together, a plan to destroy...
I’ve never written about you
Because I’ve always felt like...
Some things you just can’t speak about
Autumn comes after a hot Summer...
If I’m not all in
You can surely count me out...
I read pretty words from lovers cross the globe-
pen etchings with ink pen tear stains...
Steel
scalpel...
Let's see how it ends,
The dance of young hearts...
The river between us
stretches far and wide...
No, I don't need these eyeballs
The Good Lord has given me...
Street lamps burn the night away as moths fly...
The wistful air in dance and play, trailing...
In the space between
Sunday love-songs...