I admit it
I did it
And I’ll do it again
Again and again
I’ll do it againI smiled and I dreamed and I lowered my eyes
My brunette heart told my head pretty liesThe sun fled West and the moon floated high
I knelt to the floor and I breathed to the skyI must never do this ever again
I know that I will
It’s a matter of when
Tag Archives: Poetry
This Haiku: “hello World”
That one’s just paper.
This real one inside me,
it loves you the most.
Not Next Door
I’d counsel, be careful
The company you keep
That girl she slays demons at night in her sleepShe’s a penchant for grey
A dangerous name
A seemingly endless desire for rainShe entertains delusion
And at dinner debates
Whether Biblical prophets had talents as great as the You here before meUse caution, I say
If you seek out that girl as the light to your day
Magic Moves Through Me
The Star in the sky and its sitar string song
Shimmers and sings to me all the day longThe morning sees bent notes encircle my mind
By mid-day the rhythm has stretched down my spineCome midnight the music meets me face to face
Pulls me in closer, then wraps ’round my waist
my hand on it’s knee
I stare hard with wonder
Smiling back
At the long, blue road before me
How it’s casual, easy grade belies
Hard-won, Historic Route status Potholes, and unforeseen detours
And I think to myself
Do I tip-toe whimsically
Drive with all deliberate speed
Or close my eyes and fly on eagle wings
Where will this road take me
Who does it think it is
And what color snacks should I pack for the journey
What Actually
My hope-soaked heart
Holds memories
It has danced
With two lovers of love
It’s Author and His beloved scribe
How it is so confounds me
Tending To Laundry
This morning I wondered
If Earth would be glad
It’s shirt smells of Rain
I’m prone to random thoughts
To Remember
One finger
One string
Reminding one another
Of the singular sensation
Of being brushed
Over the edge
Giggle
Tickle my foot
As it hangs off the edge
Of this new day before me
Go God
