Stumbling Life

Walking down this same old road
That you travel with me
As long as I could lessen your heavy load
But when I need a hand
You turn a leave me there
To catch myself as I stumble and fall

Like some second sting character
I hang on to your every word on this you rely
But you run after your Romeo
Levin me and I sit, head in hands, and cry
It might not be much
But these tears are a crutch
To catch myself as I stumble and fall

A Gypsy curse rides this soul
Trough the feelings I have to keep from speech
My thoughts will keep you warm
Even if you never are within my reach
For there is a word
That takes all of my will for me to avoid
Twelve-fifteen-Twenty two and five
It is only these sounds that keep me alive
And even if you never say them in return
You KNOW how bright they will always linger and burn
So even at the proverbial end of it all…
Please excuse me…
As I… stumble…and fall

Night Spent Smiling

Blood red hair
Hits the pillow like a dream
Sleeping smiling woman
Floats softly down the stream
A testament to beauty
In the world that she surrounds
She makes the moonlight jealous
Of the light she leaves around

Eyes that spark, eyes that drown
And eyes that sweep away
The worries of old hours past
Hold me in their sway

Dylan to Insanity

I am going insane
Dylan in my ear
Woman on my lonely mind
Deadline drawing near
Beauty’s grace and virtue
Lay in toneless voice
To which we give melody
Of our only choice

Blank eyes to the glow
Stopped clock’s empty gaze
Competing for memories
In minds broken maze
Cold black thawing windows
Third floor backwards blind
Show hell is in the moment
That this moment left behind

And nothing seems to move
In each hours grasp
Rolling out the minutes
With seconds built to last

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I’m sitting in the graveyard;
Wind is blowing faster,
As I gaze on a stone
I’ve yet too master.
To carve with fairytales
Of love and life’s last debt;
Of long lost consequences
And of burnt out cigarettes.

Drop a hat on stone
And let it burn to heaven.
Touch only that which your
Hope won’t leaven.
The stone you left behind
Will never burn so bright,
As the day you chose to bury
Your last act of contrite.

So we lean on graves
And sip of sweeter things
Bourne by the hole of
Countless empty wedding rings.
A mound of flowers later
I hasten up my speed.
Drop your blessed name
And quickly lonely I recede.

Poem from the Phone

Sailing on arpeggios
With Capitan Johann Sharp
An endless pointless melody
With no place to disembark

A crackling voice of beauty
About the Captain complains
About how he repeats himself
In the 20 minutes that remain

Coin Without a Rose

Lightning drinks salty tears
Alone inside the minds
Of poet children on the street
Who sell wilted roses for a penny
No one seems to pass them by
They all throw down the coin
But not a single rose has been sold
And that is why they cry

Time's Path

One small girl dances through the mind
Searching for a young soul that she can’t find
She searches lonely for her only friend
No one replies to the message she sends

For the little boys gone
He’s got no place to stay
Burned down his haven
He’s got no place to play
He finds himself at the start of a road
He takes his first step and already he’s old

When she realizes he’s gone she starts cry
Why would he leave with out saying good-bye?
Was it her fault? Did she case him away?
Why did he leave her with no one to play?

For the little boys gone
He’s got no place to stay
Burned down his haven
He’s got no place to play
He finds himself at the start of a road
He takes his first step and already he’s old

Through her tears she spotted a note
Silent she read what the little boy wrote
“Don’t cry my friend it’s not your fault I leave
Cheer up and smile there’s no reason to grieve.”

For the little boys gone
He’s got no place to stay
Burned down his haven
He’s got no place to play
He finds himself at the start of a road
He takes his first step and already he’s old

“I lived in my heart, I grew up too fast
There no way I could stay stuck in the past.
I left you a map to the path I trod.
Follow if you wish.” Determined she nods.

For the children are gone
They left where they stayed
Burnt and abandoned
No longer they played
Now they walk hand in hand on a long dusty road
Together forever, a sight to behold