My friend, my voice, my heart, can I hear me? All, I have,,, me. You? No guile. No lies. No distrust in me. Love? Trust you? My heart in your hands, my life in the open? Naked pain? Love on a razor, sliced in balance, survive your love, my heart.
Acceptance, what a newborn seeks from his mother, while suckling, What anyone of us seeks from our friends. What we seek from religion and music and art. What a person without a home seeks to look someone in the eyes and that person looks back, What any animal looks for in other animals. Acceptance. To … Continue reading Acceptance
Just a touch left of Venus, whilst my fingers trace the moon, and my breath shows as vapor, while I sits all alone, I remember your smile that wrapped me, in a warmth all its own, but now I look left of Venus, while I sits all alone.
A northern howl blustered through the pine trees over the Snake River causing white topping in the already aggravated flow. Colby was seated, just like me, on an escarpment, looking down on the violence, hearing the waters trying to punish the rocks, while the wind tore at our hair and whipped our clothes back and … Continue reading Someone with Me
I hope God gives me 30 seconds before my last breath, to remember: I want to taste again that first chocolate sunday with dribbles on my chin, my taste budds blowing bubbles at me, I want to hear anew that first AM radio blues tune with Ray Charles dragging on one note, forever, "I want … Continue reading Ray Charles and Chocolate Sunday
I saw your eyes from your face across the room as they rested on mine. Yours, so brown and bold and cold, mine not used to being seen. I drop my stare to my mostly empty glass, while we both heard the dying strains of the soft duo strumming. Do others know of my blood … Continue reading Musings of a lonely Heart
Stage hands brought the house lights up, sliding those long electrical handles to make it brighter and safer for the departing ticket buyers. I knew the show was over. My high, my ride, the feeling of God in the house, was now gone, the set was complete. But, something still rang in the house, a … Continue reading My Last Time to Soar
Shhh, Marley, please don't move. God is likely looking for me again, and I want to rest for a bit afore he finds me. Now, shush your crying, be still with me. This box is a good bit below ground. No one can see us. I kind of like it here in the dark with … Continue reading In the Quiet of the Dead
Summer heat had dried out the yellow dirt making it drift and move on any breeze, preferably into my nostrils, it would appear. Flies buzzed in the cotton plants and the sizzle of my head fed my ears. The heat wafted and changed what I could clearly see into distorted waves that made me stare … Continue reading Honey Suckle Vines and Pain
All born as blind and useless to a fight All helpless to any All guided and fed by those cherished few closest Yet, our paths are like a Spider's web, Too intricate and diverse to predict. "How did I get to here?" The answers lie in thousands of good and bad decisions First, a series … Continue reading Hidden in the Time I have Left