Proud

i wake up proud
proud to be alive, proud to be happy
there's been so much heartbreak here
so much sorrow

it's been years since i've felt this way
completed, gentled, crazy
and maybe its because
whenever i close my eyes,
i remember you

maybe its because
when i close my eyes
i see you laughing
when i dream
i dream of your smile

what love is this?
to stand tall and strong
through so much betrayal
what love is this?
this love i have for you

it's like an album i have on repeat
but each song, familiar, is new
your touch, your laugh
you mock me with your kindness
you mock me with your laugh

someday maybe,
someday far from the here, the now,
someday my dreams
will become my reality

someday i'll fall asleep
to the sound of your heart
in your arms


(c) 2012

Sad

why
lets ask why
whats the problem, sugar?
oh my sweet
what's got you down?
grain by grain your joy
is trickling down the waterfall
dissolving into inertia
into everything

lets ask why
my bird, whats wrong?
your feathers are ruffled in discontent
you're free and your laugh is song
but whats wrong?
whats wrong?

lets ask why
my feelings are yours
my heart hurts and my eyes weep
my soul, my dear, my life
i haven't heard a peep
from your heart
from your lips

lets ask why
i feel so slow, so sad
i feel like i'm crying out with my mind
can you hear me my sweet?
can you hear me my love?
my dove?
can you hear me?

lets ask why
where are you
these tears are hot and fresh on my cheeks
my heart aches from misery
is it something from your history?
my darling
lets ask why

(c) 2012

Fly

hey, hey girl
take my hand
lets have the time of our lives
pick up our feet
swing!
darling!
pick up your feet
lets dance
its a dark night and the music's loud
such love-these beats make my heart sing
and my feet fly
come now darling!
breathe this air with me
lets sing with our motion
wait!
hold my hand
let me spin you, let me make you fly
turn baby turn
swish your hips and dance
show off doll
you're a graceful girl
let this beat carry you
carry you in my arms
lets fly
lover!
pick up your feet
let me spin you round and round
lets fly baby lets scream out to the world with motion
you have a song in your ears
a laugh in your throat
a smile on your lips
and a dance, this dance, trembling in your toes
lets fly

(c) 2012

Pure

turmoil of a gentle kind
maybe its a chaos of butterfly wings
like a heathen on a pyre
so what if there are screams and death
for what is there common sense
these norms chain us
culture
subculture
lets be a cult of two
him. you.
one to stand at the stake
one to light the fire
singing praise god
singing praise god
singing praise god
cleansed, and the ash falls like snow
renewed. saved-
this pyre purifies
and this heathen
his sins are waived
praise god


(c) 2012

Erotic

she walks gracefully
uncurling, dancing on the air
with the earth beneath her feet

she dances like  a sylph
pilfering the hearts from our breasts
she's a diva, she's a minx

she sings like an angel
pours her heart out in her voice
such sadness here
she's like a dynamo
she's erotic

she is the ultimate thief
she takes away our realities
replaces them with her own
such a sick and twisted mindscape
she'll laugh when we scream
she's magic

she has no conscience
she takes and takes and takes
raking us over the coals for giving

she has no name
but she beguiles us
she has no rhyme or reason
but she can
so she does  

she runs like the wind
she laughs like crystalline song
she's beautiful but she hates herself
she hates everything  that makes her desirable
she's a mystery
even to herself

she knows herself intimately,
and she knows herself figuratively
she is her own best friend
and her dreams are of passion's ashes

she knew what to say once
now she doesnt
now she's afraid to say
afraid to ask, afraid to know
but she desires knowledge
thirsts for it like water
she's too bold to be shy
too shy to be bold
she's a contradiction
she's erotic
she's a dancer

her words are cautious
and nobody knows who she really is
she's an enigma
an ethos
she's an influence on life
but she's afraid

she wishes she were beautiful
in mind as well as body
like the curling steam from a glass of jasmine tea
she wishes she were beautiful

she wants to be loved
not an object, not wanted
she's a seductress
she's sad


(c) 2012

 

Empty

walking through the grass
let this moment last
a fall morning, dewy webs
trees that whisper in the misty dawn
I walk, barefoot

there's a foggy scent to the air
an old-leaf scent
an end-of-summer smell

its a peaceful sort of longing
a sweeping, gentle, breath
often it reminds me
in a sad sort of way,
of summer's death

but all things past
have passed
but will they come again
or will they remain
a blushing springtime dalliance

thoughts of times gone
linger with the dew
under the eternal atmosphere

i whisper to the empty air
of hopes and wishes
if a single person heard me, perhaps.
perhaps it could happen

the dawn
it blushes
like a gentle innocent
and the dew is cold on my ankles

lying in the cradling branches of a tree
i dream softly, gazing at the clouds
the scarlet grey clouds

a spider lazily spins her web
and the fog kisses it gently
settling cool diamonds
on the tiny threads

(c) 2012

 

Pause

in the shade
in the shadows' dappled grey
in the meandering of the wind
and the foggy light of dawn,

on the glassy rippled streams
of time and time and memory's words
there to ponder, pause and think
sit and weary
silence

(c) 2012
 

Black

now about death
such a hodge podge of little words
no meaning but meaning much
blackness or light
brimstone or honey
differences and sameness
simple

lets define it now
we live by living and die when thats over
we live by dying in a way
so lets run and dance and sing for the devil
we're going to die anyway

give me honey give me fire
give me light or deepest desire
i have no want for brightness or sweet
save the sweet sweet pain of lust
so lets dance for the devil
a vicious burlesque

have fun with a life of verve and sin
what more could we ask
but to live?

(c) 2012

Sinner

i ask not for forgiveness
for i have but liv'd as i saw fit
but i ask only one thing
and let that be all
one thing, one wish, one cry

these dreams of red, of blood and death
oh lawd i have but one wish
oh lawd i am a hardened sinner
oh lawd i have sinned

this life of mine
from birth to breath
has been one sin at a heartbeat
 has been but a hell upon this world

until a face until a breath until a word
what word but my name
what breath but yours
but your face
is hidden in my mind

oh lawd i have one wish
one thing, one cry
oh lawd i have sinned
and lawd, i do not regret
for each sin had its purpose
and to us you gave free will
oh lawd i have one wish

one wish one wish
praise be to dreams
for what hope do we have in reality

oh lawd this is my wish
that his memory is but a reality
a love i cannot obtain
but still desire
oh lawd this is my wish
to desire and recieve
for this love is long waiting
caged and ne'er freed
oh lawd grant me this wish
this hope this dream this plea
oh lawd


(c) 2012

 

Angel Demon

when the devil plays the piano
when the devil sings
and cries, this monster, fabled
sheds brimstone tears
or maybe he has been, himself, decieved
falling from grace
he was god's best friend

betrayal, what betrayal
who's betrayed
who was the perpitrator of this fall from grace

was it him was it him who could it be

who is crying while the devil sings

this haunting hurtful melody
angel, demon
each weep tears of golden fire

lucifer, your piano is burning
the keys are melting, the strings are blackened
what music now but damned wailing



(c) 2012

Street Thoughts

the streets, lit by soft halogen glow
lined in apartments, houses,
old and new
the people march through their lives

the softly dim back alleys
empty and foreboding
trodden warily, even in daylight
it's like a hungry beast,
shadowy, waiting to snap you up

they're like capillaries, venules
taking and giving
people are the lifeblood
moving, moving, it's like an anthill

poison.
runs down the streets and thoroughfares
tracked on the shoes of countless beings
the wings of pidgeons beat a heavy staccato
counting steps and seconds,
heartbeats

the sea lingers here, by the shoreline
under the bridge, there are people
old or young
they're the poisoned, they're the beggars
hopeless masses

there's a shimmery dimness, collected on the sidewalks
a frosty dimness, a chilly, sparkling, dimness
it sets an ache to the bones
these thousands of footprints, phosphorescent in midnight
gleam wetly in the sea-mist

its raining here, and the rain is splashing a tune
the clouds are black below a sky that reflects
the colors of the universe
the rain is washing the sidewalks
washing the buildings and the passing cars

it will disappear with the dawn
it will leave behind the scent of old petrol and wet concrete
city scents
street thoughts


(c) 2012