Your voice was a three martini buzz in the blood,
Delivering a promise of charred nerves, so tender,
The accent a languorous insinuation.
Of what was truly sought, not conveyed.
Your long fingers carressed a disease in me,
Saw it clearly and embraced it fully,
With a smile and the sadness of understanding.
The color of gold flesh was your face,
Coming to mine, closing in, delivering me,
For those precious labored moments,
Moments secret,
To all but ourselves.
Hate – feel
Love – force
See – blind
Want – bleed
Accommodate – retaliate
Nature – abomination
Acquire – loathe
Dominate – manipulate
Multitudes – regression
Serve – God
Every time I think I find the right one she walks out on me
Making love with her was never
everything making love was suppose to be
Hearts are a dime a dozen
There’s enough you don’t have to steal
When it comes to buyin’ lovin’
With me you got No Deal
Hearts are a dime a dozen, etc., etc.
Middle of the night the mood is right
She keeps calling my name
It’s a mystery where she comes from
She’s a mistress to the saints
All she wants to do is Love me
Lovin’ is what she dose
When I get inside of her
She’ll wonder why I love her
This will be the reason
Love it Love it you must
Getting in inside your trust
Love it. Love it you will
Getting in, Inside you still
Love was a Joke till I found out
The joke was on me, every time
I give love up another one walks in
You see, hearts are a dime a dozen
There’s enough, etc., etc.,
you get the picture
To My Girls
Believe, hold your faith,
and always keep your grace.
Give freely, oh your smile,
beaming from your pretty face.
Laugh often, enjoy living,
work as hard as you play.
Cherish innocence, respect your body,
be really thoughtful when you pray.
Be kind, so very noble,
stay humble in your ways.
Have confidence, you are loved,
fearlessly feminine all your days.
Another day has dawned
I’ll go to the coffee shop
Barista said "Take it to go."
I’ll apply for that menial job
They said sorry, "Position has been filled."
Think I’ll eat in that restaurant
Waitress said, "All the tables are reserved."
Need to use the men’s room
Desk clerk said, "For guests only."
Been a long day, a beer sounds good
Bartender said, "I’m not serving you."
Time to go back to the campsite.
Thus, another day has ended.
I’ll have to see what tomorrow brings.
I ate an almond today
On the St. John’s Bridge
I like the green, it
Stands out from the grey
I thought as I ate my almond today.
Westward the sun goes and
For a period I have gone with it.
Sitting still I eat an almond and
Think of the western sun that
Will be eastern soon.
This place of Portland is
New to me, but not strange at all.
I like the green, of
The perpetual trees that stretch
Along the Willamette,
It goes well with the bridge.
Industry floats the boats
That have crossed the ocean
I don’t know what that language is
But I hear it spoken on the crooked streets
And dirt paved allies of my new home town.
All the almonds are gone, but my heart is full.
Speak to me, I left home last January
My heart falls tears
As I find my solitude without you.
Escaping my dream, I awaken to the darkness of the morning
Feeling empty and nightmares waking me up with your absence
The empty chair and lonely meal show how invisible you are
With the residue of your presence still lingering
With your smell too far away
Torn with a new life, I respect every moment life has given me
I miss you, but I’ve grown to hate you, even through I love you
My destination chooses to leave those mistakes I have risen from
But with you gone I tremble and fear your absence
I will know those years gone by
And I haven’t really seen you for who you are
And nothing can take the place of your effervescent aura
I keep thinking of how you impacted my life
The sweet memories and the painful death
of how we used to be.
We could never turn back and erase every moment I spent with you
It seems like worthless time wasted.
I couldn’t do it over again and go through another defeat.
Ingrained in me is
a poet’s soul, soft
like floating teardrops
and drifting petals;
yet land like granite.
Tonnage through our structures,
walls, our mirrors, too.
It shatters through
on its course, careening
like a comet veering
from its earthly mission