(2013)
Had our conversation turned out we… Perhaps we would have had another And many more just the same And watched our friendship grow Always with some new idea
Blurred vision through the rain so… Wipers beat discordant time to the… Open twenty four hours red neon In out Blinding headlights
Somewhere between a dream and life I felt your presence all around me In the half waking light of mornin… I looked to see the curved line of… Knowing that you are gone
Everyone is invisible We look only at ourselves Hiding behind our computer screens Or in front of our TV’s There is much all around to be see…
I sat under the shade of the cloud… Too much has happened that I don’… Too much that I know has never ha… Will you be my muse Or will you just be amused
Crossing under the blind moon With a dead float on the turtlebac… The love cycles pass us by endless… like an old parade Psychotic clowns lead with gentle…
Once there was a little bluebird happily flitting about his nest, chirping and singing his little bluebird song. One day he decided that it was finally time to fly away and see the w...
She stood transfixed against the l… So hesitant in her being Her sad deep eyes were filled With loves sweet lust and agony Fearing the pleasure that is so fr…
As I gaze at the endless field of… That invite the careless wanderer Memory and thought fade Love me for who I am she said Memory becomes sleep
The wrong child sighed So no one heard Alone in a shabby apartment Not knowing who his father is Or where his mother went tonight
I caught a glimpse of you out of t… Then turned to think and you were… Once more it happened briefly to m… But never could the focus be compl… Always searching for what had neve…
Our visions are not the same Our views are shaped by different… Theory and application fight The means to the end For the end is the same for both o…
Serenely I float above secure in my ignorance Casting aside both angels and demo… I stare in misbelief at the folly… Seeking not a path to follow
Perched on the rock like she alwa… Many years she has stayed Surprise still on her face I was young then and so was she The boy with the boat still comes…
Tall with a guitar Thin with a poem Quick with the mind Glib with the tongue Where did the need come from