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Troubled Thoughts

They were mine
though honestly
I didn't want them anymore

So I placed them over there
in the corner
by themselves
and opened the windows
wondering
if it were possible
for a breeze to find its way in
whisk them away
and leave behind
a space just large enough for the sun’s light
to shine it’s warmth on love’s possibilities

At least
this is what I hoped for
when I opened my heart
and saw how beautiful life could be
without my troubled thoughts

Midnight’s Rain


Midnight’s darkness
reached across the still waters
until there was nothing but a shimmering glare of the moon dancing
as the stars held onto their resolve
offering only a skyline of delicate light

I could feel your warmth
against my soul
yet the night air and your kisses caused me to shiver uncontrollably
and as you slowly
yet ever so seductively undressed
revealing the delicate curves of my dreams intermingling with the night
I lose my breath

Another kiss
and then you begin to undress me
your hands felt like whispers touching my chest
soft
elegant
rhythms between more kisses
until we were both completely at one with nature
I closed my eyes as you explored me
touching me
kissing me
torturing me
until we were both lost in this journey
you guided my hesitancy with the slow intentions of forever
the water stirred
our bodies moved
the sound of midnight’s quiet moaned gently
as a cloud cover painted the stars with a gentleness
that caused the rain to fall beautifully upon us

Jazz at Night

Ok, so you know
how a thick bass line
flowing in and out
of a sexy saxophone
who’s temperament has enlightened a keyboards chill
and somewhere
in the midst of the kicking drum rhythm
and the guitar’s
incessant honey licks
you find that one thing that truly makes you move
well yeah,
that’s you

Running

I’m so tired
so very tired
running and running blindly through the night
towards tomorrow’s emergence. . . faster and faster
yet
the distance is still so far away

I’m keep running
here and there
chasing the wind in the places
where we laughed and promised each other forever
searching
for one last deep breath
before I have to exhale what’s left of the memories inside

Beads of sweat? Tears?
Confusion
because I’m tired
so very tired
grasping for a seemingly invisible soul
that has flown free
my near empty lungs burn as I
continue to run

A winter’s raging wind
cold
and without a care as to who feels it’s anger
a gentle breeze on a warm spring afternoon
a simple gust of life under the hot summer sun
or the cool air intermingling with the falling leaves. . . it doesn’t matter anymore
I simply need air to breathe
I need you so much
and my near empty lungs burn
so tired
so very tired
running through yesterdays
hoping
you’ll find your way home before tomorrow

Living Hating Dying


When I closed my eyes
I could feel life sigh
as if my breaths were escaping
I could feel time’s hands pause

My thoughts drift back to when I lived
through winter’s cold mornings
to its bitter nights
knowing that spring would soon appear
with the flowers blooming
and the birds singing
it was so hard waiting
knowing
anticipating
feeling the sun’s warmth upon my eager soul
and watching the children play
feeling alive

I thought about how much I shivered
angry
as though winter were my sworn enemy
there was so much disdain for the snow and gloominess
that I couldn't appreciate life
I thought of the seasons before winter
from the symphony of colors swirling ever so gently to autumn’s rhythm
to the warm summer months of sunshine laughter and life
yes
I hated winter

And yet
when I closed my eyes
I could feel life sigh
as if my breaths were escaping
I could feel time’s hands pause
Spring had arrived though unexpectedly
it brought with it
the sadness of rain

Thanksssss . . . actually this is actually about my girlfriend. She's a hot head to the umpteenth degree yet at the same time she is remarkably beautiful. One of her son's recently passed away yet she has somehow managed to still be there for everyone while struggling with dealing with his death. Like I said she is something else. No matter how bad the rain pours she somehow manages to dance within it's rhythm often times giving me a reason to smile.

Lightning


The world seems to be mesmerized
by how this stranger dances
it’s as if her soul
moves
in and out of the rain’s dark persistence
as her body gracefully interprets life

Each move
she makes
each turn
twirl
and sway
captures the attention of the near and far
as she were the center of the world’s imagination
it is so hard to believe
something could be so beautiful
even in the midst of the storm’s moment in time
yet there she was
a strikingly dangerous flash of perfect brilliance

Lingers

You unselfishly
offered me a taste
promising me its sweet
and delicate ecstasy

I drink it
without hesitation
believing your love to be as pure as eternal hope
but it feels
as if it were lye

So now
I know
you will
you have
and always will
offer me a poisonous elixir
that burns just ever so softly

Killing me
as gently as the taste of bitterness
my heartache lingers
my hope fades
and I
become the ghost of love’s past

Wow you all really know how to make someone feel as if they have an inkling of talent . . . thankssssssssssssssssss!!!

Ride the Wind

If only
you could hear my silence
you would know
that I am screaming
pleading with you
to not love me as if you’re the wind
to not be the bitter cold gust
that’s fleeting
because you’re searching for tomorrow’s freedom
if you have to leave
then leave without words
please

Yes
I am crying
though I do not shed tears for you to see
because I am hoping . . . wishing,
praying
you’d believe my strength to be as real the expressions I portray for your eyes to see
so that maybe
you’ll not blow away
maybe you’ll be that gentle breeze
that doesn't leave me once again gasping for air to breathe

Please
don’t love me like this
not anymore
not like the chaotic rhythms of the cyclone’s stinging breath
spinning faster
and faster
and faster
until the confusion of the tornado’s consequences
leaves my life destroyed

Please
don’t
I cannot hurt like that again
the pain
of knowing you cannot love me
as I am
or even who I pretend to be for your soul’s sake
is why I am screaming
because I cannot ride the wind again

Truly beautiful words

There Are Reasons

There are reasons
why
when it is quiet
and my soul’s thoughts are alone
that I still cannot open the windows

Even when I try to escape the moments
by dreaming
the world and time
are vastly different than reality
it still feels as if the air is too heavy to breathe

I am afraid
I am afraid that if I open my eyes
I will not see you
I am afraid that the rain will continue to fall
I am afraid of the emptiness of eternity
and mostly
I am afraid that my heart will feel each painful reason
I am alone in the darkness of memories

The Quiet of the Stars


If I asked
would you
accompany me through the quiet of the stars
as they rise
one
slowly
by one
until the night
is showered with wishes

So if I asked
would you
find me within the lights
could I be
the one wish
you’ve waited for
forever

I know
that my imperfections
are just that
imperfections
but if given the chance
they could be
the perfection you dreamed of
so will you
accompany me through the quiet of the stars
as they rise
one
slowly
by one
until the night
is showered with wishes

Goodbye Love

No
it’s not loneliness
not this time

Yes
I’m tired
of crying

No
it’s not like before
not this time

And yes
I made the choice
I had to
for me

Heaven’s Gate


I want to feel the wind
just once more
but this time
I want to feel it blowing
gently through my soul
almost as if it were lifting me

Oh I know
it’s silly
to think I can fly
but dreaming of being as free as the clouds
to swoop
in and out of the rising sun
and then bask in its glory
until it sets
and then
maybe I can enter the surreal beauty of
the blazing red
blue
orange
and purple hues that stretch magnificently across forever

Yeah

I thought I was dreaming when I heard her mumble
“It’s your turn”
“Uh, yeah, sure”
then I felt the nudge
or more like a sharp jab to my lower back
“Get up!”
“Huh? What??”
and she turned over
pulling the covers as she was satisfied
that the crying would stop soon
but in case I had intentions of moving slower than I should
she added, “And hurry, that noise is keeping me up”

So I
with the aches and pains of age
swung my legs over the side of the bed and growled
“Yeah yeah yeah yeah”
and I move
slowly
to piss her off
and well
because I can’t move but so fast nowadays anyway
I make it to my feet
thinking . . . wondering
trying to figure out
why
why in the hell would we have another child
when the others are about to leave the roost

And as time gently moves forward
while I’m feeding her
I smile
but not because she’s beautiful
(and yes she’s beautiful)
but because she finally stopped crying

Really really really like this!!

Crusin’ With You and Al


Cruisin’
with Al Green
and you
heading towards
and thru
a fading sun
enjoying the last
moments the day
has to offer

“Why, somebody
why do people break up
turn around and make up”
no, I know you wouldn’t do that to me
because we
have this thing
some call love
it’s beautifully real
the way you make me feel
“So let’s stay together”

Cruisin’
as the night offers opportunities
to wish
to dream
to live
and share
and I can tell you
that “Whether times are good
or bad”
there’s nothing like being with you