The world is a little less of a place without you As it would be As it should be Everyone’s a little more gone everyday Brightly back around Without sound or motion Extreme reflection How do those paths change The asks The tells Where they went Was where they would always go And there were […]Read more "Intertwined"
In the house where nothing sleeps The ancestors call There’s something in every corner That you no longer recognize Should I be shocked How do I console Maybe there is a bridge here somewhere A guide I could follow Or cave in which I could hide No rules apply And every day it is sink […]Read more "Mom 7/9/17"
5/7/17 Up and Coming They raised me up to be kind I didn’t have a chance Longing for the home place Feeling the land in my soul Lately, I find myself wondering how different life might be Everything contributes to the composition Perception and time Where is the end-point Measurements through life I am […]Read more "Up And Coming"
everything’s done 7/19/17 I heard Van Morrison playing it reminded me of the woman with 4 lovely children that just had to get away needed to be free I can’t say I understood it but somehow in my soul I knew you can’t reason someone else’s decision you can only try to understand but […]Read more "Everything’s Done"
Lucky 5/5/17 Maybe I got lucky Maybe I got an edge Don’t know if that means anything Or if it helps me get along What seems to mean something Can be completely wrong And you think you can count on it Put your eggs in the basket But the basket might be gone For […]Read more "Lucky"
Space 1/8/17 Nobody would complain if we heard that one more time Because it’s good. It’s really good There’s no denying it I just have the feeling sometimes that I think it’s time to move on And I just can’t listen to it one more time At least not right now The pulling and the […]Read more "Space 1/8/17"
Listening’s 10/23/16 You can know anyone The world is smaller and bigger All at the same time Where sometimes you must get in line And others you must lead Out into the sunshine Or behind closed doors I listen. I’m listening Trying to feel my body again Trying to find my mother Who’s receding behind […]Read more "Listening’s"