The Emotional Driver: 2009

Friday, November 27, 2009

Boundaries

Will I lose face if I make a stand
And tell you exactly how I feel
Am I danger of losing any ground
That we have shored onto our island

The risks I take haven't been met in the past
With anything like resolve
No courage to face rejection by abeyance
If I state how I feel

So I stand maybe alone, maybe I don't go on
But I can clean up the thoughts that have tortured my head

And withstand a fall even when standing tall
And be safe and strong in my boundary

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Beauty

A creation, whether divine or intelligent
Matters not where it originates
For beauty is created in the mind first
Not by comparison or scale or judgment panel

For beauty exists as we each see it
In its raw natural order without fan or fair
As a bulk product without packaging or adverts
To the consumer who knows the ingredients they want

How it relates in the individuals minds eye
Described and decried inside their mind
Exhibited through sensations that only are felt
As unique as euphony is to your listened ear

Whose beauty sculpted as if ice flows
Have etched her landscape true
With cleft and valley slope and swale
Etched into the geography of beauty

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

A Letter to God

Dear God,


I'm down on my knees.  I'm even begging you.  Hear my prayer.
Give to me the things that I love
Give to me someone that understands me
Give to me happiness and joy
Give to me blessings on my life
Give to me a well earned income
Give to me a wife and a son
Give to me these things I ask for
Give to me that woman I long for
Give to me that special feeling of validation from my peers
Give to me cars and homes that will impress
Give to me Give to me Give to me
I will humbly do your bidding
I will attend church regularly
I will follow your commandants
I will promise to be good and think of you often

Amen


RETURNED TO SENDER

Dear Sender,
This letter is being returned to you.  I believe you have addressed your correspondence to the wrong party.  For I can only give you My Will.  I cannot give you anything else.  I have forwarded your letter on to Santa.  He is much better situated to handle your "wish list."

Signed,

God

Monday, November 23, 2009

Obsession #5

Damn is that my belly pooching out?
Or is it that my sides are getting slim?
Is that pot and pan nice and clean?
Or do I need to scrub it again?

Have I washed my hands til they are bleeding and raw
And picked at every hang nail
Have I edited and re-edited and edited the rewrites
Until all creation is gone

Are the tops of my door frames free from dust?
Are the shoes lined up neatly in my closet?
Are the towels folded all neat and proper?
Are there military corners on my bed?

I can try to control every part of my existence
By micro managing these inessential components
I can fret and fuck and fall out if touch
Of the important things that matter

It is funny how much I attempt to control
Every aspect, every facet of life
However I find it quite amazing
How much of it runs without my involvement

For maybe by letting go just a little more each day
I'll have less stress more focus more patience
And obsesses less and less is definitely more
More time to give to who I really am

A comfortable accepting kind hearted soul
Where obsession is just a store bought scent

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Top Ramen on a Mountain Top

Top Ramen on a mountain top
Living life at full tilt
Finding beauty and god in Her glory
Not at the emptying of spiritual filled bottles

Top Ramen on a mountain top
Face in front of natures tooth
Clawed out of a blarney existence
Oh but the sights we have yet to see

Top Ramen on a mountain top
Simple sustenance for an energized soul
Steam and tears and covered discoveries
Boundless and bountiful

Top Ramen on a mountain
Is all I could ever ask for
A glimpse, a chance just to be a witness
To this amazing thing we call life

Sunday, November 8, 2009

God is Apparent

God watches over me and gives me comfort
God teaches me and guides me through each day
He wishes only the best for me and it's His will I desire
God is so apparent in my life, He is part of everything

God taught me how to walk when my knees were emotional broken
He showed me what happiness is and how to really laugh
He cried when I made my mistakes and even took the blame
God is apparent in my life, He is part of everything

God watches over me and insures a steady breath
As I sleep each night and wake each day He envelopes me
With acceptance and no-conditioned love I'm allowed to be
God is apparent in my life, He is part of everything

I am a little child in His eyes slowing growing strong
He follows each one of my successes and always builds me up
Like a father to his son there is nothing unforgiven
For God is apparent, a parent to me, He is part of my everything

Friday, November 6, 2009

Playing in the Big Leagues

Our game is not for the feint of heart
Though others think they can play
Its quite obvious they are lacking the rudiments
With their failings we come down hard on ourselves

Because we are forgetting just how far ahead
How much learning and training we've gone through
Many think they are ready to get into the match
"I can do it," they say but they are out leagued

They should be sent back to the showers
I'm parallel with you but we are quite rare
Others may not even ever reach this level
What's the best we can do but live our life as examples

I have a nodding respect for your ability
I'm aware of your skill because in me the same skill resides


And with the challenges we face and the knowledge we share
Those experiences bring us both to a much higher plateau

So we both must realize that others may not match up
That our knowledge skill and place in life may be out of their reach
That timing is everything and it's not always in our favor
Having come this far there is no turning back

We can't always surround ourselves with those
Who are at the same level of understanding and awareness as we have
So acceptance and caution go hand in hand
As we go, as we go

Friday, October 30, 2009

Autumn Sense

The crisp bite of air as it leaks through your clothes
Your nose slightly red and drippy
Cool outside temps with muggy warmness in
These are the feelings of autumn

Smoke fires burning apple wood and leaves
Warm bread baking, cinnamon apple spice and hot cocoa
Rain, earth tilled soil
These are the smells of autumn

Hot cocoa and warmed apple cider
Butternut squash turned into soup
Sweet candy delights and sugary breath
Oh the tastes of autumn

Hi hazy clouds moving in the breeze
The angle of light the paleness of the shine
Long extended shadows by the sun low in the sky
The color of leaves and the exiting green of mountains
All bring forth the subtle changes of a visual autumn

Yes I Love the Girl

Yes I love the girl
Cause she knows who I am
Even when she's far away
She always takes a stand

Yes I love the girl
Cause I know who she is
Even when I'm far away
I still feel her kiss

And your just with some guy
And I'm just with some girl
Even though we're not together
We fill each others world

And we will always stay
As constant as the stars
Like islands in the stream
Our thoughts are never far

And we will never doubt
What these feelings are all about
And someday when the stars align
Our hearts may beat as one
And we will take to sailing to our islands in the stream

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Free from Boxes

I cannot fit into a box
Nor a cage like a pet

The person I am needs freedom
And open space around

No chains of commitment
Can persuade my trust

Like a Barbie in a cage
Swinging from her trapeze
A diorama of our relationship
Displayed inertly in situ

A stripped uniform
With significant numbering
Shadows of vertical lines
Lining the stairs of my forehead

A chalk outline of where I once laid
Yellow tape around the scene
Famed photographs framing me
Defaming me unchanging me

Last time I saw your face
It was in a photograph
Last time I saw your heart
It was flying high

No habitat keeps loves wild heart safely displayed
For anyone to enjoy it, it must be experienced


If a static show is what is desired
Why fool about with acceptance
If what is desired is only two dimensional
Take a picture, it will last longer

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Drive on the Drink Home

Drive on the drink home?
No, not a slip of the tongue
More like truth in the stating
Of what really is going on

Have a little dinner with your wine?
Whoops, did I miss-speak again?
No, I think you really stated
What truly is on your mind

Would you like an appetizer before starting your cocktail?
Damn, there I go again
Where is my mind today?
Am I obsessing again!?

How about a headache to go with your aspirin?
Or maybe some vomit to accompany your hangover?
Oh, I know! A reason to go with your excuse
For your overindulgence of booze

One two three, someone take care of me
Four five six, a pitiful request
Seven eight nine, an example that is prime
Ten eleven twelve, an eternity in hell

Self Worth

Did you know your self worth dictates your life?
Tell me, have you ever heard the words of denial
Don’t you think you deserve what you desire?
Are you getting eager to live life in style

Define all your needs and make them permanent
And once you are sure, sure what you need and sure what to leave out
Accept nothing less than the least on your list
And ready yourself to receive what you wish

For within comes the beauty of a well toned soul
That has muscle for keeping your mind whole
What used to break you down and turn you to dust
Has no power over you and in yourself you trust

Forget that the past over you held reign
And never could you run from it or its nectar of pain
Where you once lived into the future and feared what didn't exist
You now live in the present and those fears have been dismissed

For your happiness comes from up and within
Nothing can nourish your self worth when it's others you lend
The control of your possession of reliance on self
To those who do are doomed to a hell

For people will fail you as they often fail themselves
And nouns, people - places - things - don't make up your self worth
For it comes from deep within sprouting through the soil that your heart lives in
Reaching towards the surface you find yourself as you find your own best friend

Monday, October 19, 2009

Mending Bridges

Mending bridges that I've burned
Trying somehow to discern
The aching lonely pain
Wanting to be washed in rain

Putting solutions into place
Trying not to act in haste
While putting problems to rest
Wanting only to do my best

Writing poetry on the wall
Discussing life before the fall
Wanting to pass this important test
Having all my sins confessed

Climbing mountains in front of me
At the top I look down on the valley
Looking in the distant sun
Of other mountains yet to come

As I act on all I've learned
And cross over bridges burned
I am quite happy to report
I didn't cut my life too short

Patience

TEDCast Patience

Patience, why I am waiting for your validation?
Why should I care for your approval?
Patience, other factors I'm uncomfortable to say
I'm just infatuated with your hair

Anger, is this too much of a demand?
Anger, goddammit! I said I'm sorry
And I've made the changes, wait and see
Can't you wait and see?

Pity, here I am again
Pity, I'll stick my head in the sand
Pity, why the hell don't people love me?
Oh, I see.  I must love myself for it to be

Acceptance, finally found that peace of mind
Acceptance, I'm in a place that sunshine fills
Acceptance, the beauty and humility
Inseminates and gives birth to love

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Humility

TEDCast Humility

I'm no better than you
You no better than me
I try to walk the middle road
Of humility

If I think me better
How can I be true
If I live a life of comparison
I'll be compared too

If I think me worse
And don't hold high regard
I may as well end this
And my life I should disregard

But walking down the middle road
And thinking me equal
Slowly my heart grows
And patiently I heal

Humility is not thinking less of myself but thinking of myself less often

Monday, October 12, 2009

Courage and the Pen

 TEDCast Courage and the Pen

Where is my courage
When I have something to write?

Where is my courage
When there is something on my mind?

Where is my courage
To pick up my pen?

When will my courage begin again?

Kicking and screaming across the page
Like a child not wanting to go to bed

Pushing and shoving from scrawls to lines
Begging and pleading for clever rhymes

Courage and the pen go hand in hand
Courage to speak out from hearts inner land
Courage to break an endless drought
Courage to write when full of doubt

Believe in the pen
And listen to your heart
Get out the paper
And write a new start

Push past the demons
Who laugh when they win
And put down your lines
With a courageous pen

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Full of Hope

TEDCast Full of Hope

I am longing for the time
To bring myself into the world
To catch the speed of the wind
To move into a different world

I'm longing to be ready
To feel loves special bite
I'm tired of kicking and fighting
I'm weary of the sight

Of me going through this life
Alone on an empty boat
I'm ready for a new life
I'm getting full of hope

Another Island in the Stream

TED Cast Another Island in the Stream

We started out unique nice and slow
Agreeing that friendship was the way to go
This was new for us
But look at where we are now

And today you are so deep in my heart
Every thought of you is like a new start
And these words are clear
This is our new year

Even though we cry
And slip and fall
We hold each other strong
And never denying
That we rely on each other
While relying on ourselves

Sailing on a dream
Visiting new love
Given from above
Such a tender spot

We give to each other
What's growing inside
We live for each other
While living for ourselves
Ah ha!

Saturday, October 10, 2009

The One You Feed

The one you feed wins
But two will be competing
Only one will get the victory
And have all the food for eating

The two who battle for me
Are always competing
For all my time and attention
And all that I am reaching for

One tries to battle
The other for my life
While I'm stuck in the middle
And crying for alife

A life that is rewarded
By sane sobriety
And full of the riches
Of all eternity

So you two who argue
And try to convince
My actions with words
That rarely are minced

I'll feed the battle wolf
That frees my soul from grief
And end up a winner
Turning over a brand new leaf

The Morning Answer

 TEDCast The Morning Answer

I'm sitting alone in a hallway
Facing what's in front of me
My eyes are wells of tears
That could water a thousand trees

I'm now walking alone with my thoughts
And leaning too hard on you
Ashamed and impatiently waiting
If what we have is true

Lost at night lying alone
Turning towards the moonlight
Wishing I could go back
And visit you tonight

Letting you have your space
While I'm separated from you
Battling addictions and convictions
If what we have may be true

Lastly as the sun will rise
On tomorrow's dreaded day
One day closer to finding out
If you will walk away

Monday, October 5, 2009

Sharpen the Pencil and Dull the Brain (Fire Up the Night)

TEDCast Fire Up the Night
Dry woods, burning like a demon
Dry woods, burning like a witch
Dry wood, all the wood is steaming
Firing up the night

Fueled fire, flaming like a devil
Fueled fire, flaming like a bush
Fueled fire, sponsoring a fable
Firing up the night

Why can’t you hold out, you got to fire up the fight?
Why are you burning morning noon and night?
Faces are fading like a picture tube
Why are you waiting to follow the truth?

Why are we fighting you know how I am
Are you not satisfied?
My ways can not change, do they cause you that much pain
Are you still mystified?

The way of my living is like no one other
My secrets must be whispered
No modern medicine negates the existence
Of my over anxiety

Help, am I falling?
Help, are you wanting?
Help, am I in control?

Hell is for sinners
Hell is for losers
Hell is for lost souls?

Yes, I’m a winner
But not fit for dinner
At societies annual ball

I am a cold stone
I need no one
Only help to build my walls


I hide in a castle
I don’t want a hassle
Just sustenance served for one

My mind, please do not mind
My vision, may not follow suit
But my innovation
Is my own salvation
And I can not follow you

What gives me peace of mind
What makes my self go slow
What it takes for me to break
One way for an easy day

But you have to be ready for the price
Yeah you must be ready for the price …  Jesus Christ

What is it that you can not understand
Why can’t you back up to your man
Get up, stand up, make a stand
Right up past the limits of a man


Dry woods, burning like a demon
Dry woods, burning like a witch
Dry wood, all the wood is steaming
Firing up the night

Fueled fire, flaming like a devil
Fueled fire, flaming like a bush
Fueled fire, sponsoring a fable
Firing up the night

Cold Mountain Melody

TEDCast of Cold Mountain Melody

How can I tell her
My heart can’t deliver
I can’t seem to sacrifice
It’s not the looks
Or how she cooks
For understanding I’d pay any price

A happy girl and her son
Make a life of their own
Doing their best – No sins to confess
Together they battle each storm

A troubled man fights
Not to bring his troubled plight
Into their home scene – Shattering their home scene
Nothing I do just seems right

How long can I wait
How long will she worry
How come I have no courage
To face the judge and jury

No excuse for behavior
That causes duress
No excuse for behavior
That makes you upset

Driving towards the mountain snow
I didn’t think it would turn out like this
Arriving home wet and cold
Angry for nothing but still I’m pissed

Home Run Hero

Seventy Long Ones
A Race to the Finish
Breaking that Record
Is every boys wish

But not just one man
Is working for the dream
Every player, from pitcher to catcher
From each and every team

Each and every time
They stand at the plate
Complete concentration
Is seen on there face

As the pitcher nods the signal
And winds up is arm
He hopes the batter
Won’t do is ERA harm

As the ball speeds towards the plate
80,90,100 M.P.H.
It’s out of his hands now
Left only to fate

The batter, with only
A split second to react
Positions his body
A swings his bat

Maris’ is ’61
McGwire in ’98
Sosa close behind, but
All of them were great

Sometimes a crack
Sometimes a whiff
Sometime an out
Sometimes a hit

Play Ball!

A Cold Dinner

It’s a cold hearted woman
That makes coming home in the evening
Happy to see the dog.

It’s a light hearted lover
Who has to take cover
And push it back inside

But I’m the only runner
Who comes running for the supper
That’s served every night

And if you’re the only dinner
Then I’m just a whiner
For something new sometime

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Tears for a Torn Soul

 TEDCast of Tears for a Torn Soul

Wet pillow case
Torn soul seam ripped
Happy in the benefit of someone
Empty like the nest of a mother bird

Tears fallen out of smiling eyes
Laugh lines accented by downward pulls
Cups half empty even when full
Measures of time expected long waits

Oh the joys of smiles from outward
As the little ones grow into blossoms
Seeds of love spawn from frigid soil
Toiled and turned by forgiving hands

Place mats set at a table for three
Dust on the shelves where clean fabric laid
Threadbare cloth neglected and shabby
Spring clean time on weary old souls

Material tears and gains of trust mislaid
Grown men broken from expectation belayed
Paths overgrown by weedy neglect
Falls leaves litter the yards of the heart

Monday, September 28, 2009

A Pension Full of Love

Background is running how does it check?
Is he stable can we trust him?
A long shot is coming got to bet on something
Is he pumping out what we expect?

Put your money on the table I’ll show you that I’m able
By the time the dealing is done
You will have a winner a converted sinner
Absolutely there’s a faith to be found

An  unborn lady – no light in her soul
Affected by the life of her past
No crime for waiting – your time is your life
Time to put your feelings back on

Your soul is finally waking – a light is on
A new birth for your body and soul
Like the earth when it’s shaking – old and the new
All that you want is finally yours

We meet at last – we meet at last
We meet at last – we meet at last
There’s a time when we finally get
Reception, protection, affection, attention
A pension full of love for our life

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Desperation Call

A Poem from the early days of TED

Given up – unplanned baby
The years have not changed me
Give me love – it’s all that I’ve wanted
From the first breath that I took

A slap on the butt – a new born baby
Your curtain call for life has begun
A push and a shove – hey that’s your cue
The drama of your life has begun

Don’t ask for favors you’ll never get one
You’ll always give more than you receive
Your every little action that you can imagine
Is fastened to your passion for love

Breaking up – That I’m familiar
Jumping ship is not new to me
Enough’s enough – I’m fighting a fire
A rescue operation in effect

A blind man’s bluff – a last ditch effort
The saving grace is only my soul
Playing tough – nothing left
My options are to stand or fall

There is no sympathy – no, not for me
No pity no reciprocity
Your only learned behavior, your one and only favor
You can savor as long as you breath

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

When is Sex Unimportant

When is sex unimportant?
When it may compromise a friend
When it batters down the wall of trust
When two brothers or sisters it may offend

When is carnal pleasure not conducive?
When it weakens hearts not strong
When commitment is at issue
When motives are all wrong

When is passion for bodies heat not favored?
When self love is at an all time low
When validation is at the utmost
When sublimation is your foe

When is sex unimportant?
When justification must defend
When actions are misdirected
When heartaches are on the mend

When is sex unimportant?
When two friends need nothing more
When love and acceptance need no purchase
When waves lap up the shore

When fires burn hot
Without passions early cradle
When battles have been fought
When bodies are only able

When sex is apt to risk
The beauty that's been built
I'll finally set a precedent by saying
Sex is unimportant

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Tether a Soul

TED Cast Tether a Soul

One can't tether a soul
Or capture a cloud whole
A bird in flight on air lifted wings
Cannot be grounded by mans guaranties

A fleeting thought has but one opportunity
A chance to be immortality saved
It passes through you once on its endless quest
To have its desire to be written quenched

A bird in flight on air lifted wings
Cannot be grounded by mans guaranties


What flows through me with no opportune
And fails to stick and make hearts swoon
Will chance itself on the next lucky soul
Who takes time to breath in its passionate moral

A bird in flight on air lifted wings
Cannot be grounded by mans guaranties

For souls can't be tethered and clouds captured whole
But inspiration is gifted by genies let loose
Swarming throughout each one of our lives
In hopes they are shared by all who try

A bird in flight on air lifted wings
Cannot be grounded by mans guaranties

Don't tether your soul, let your genie gift to you
All that they are bringing so that you can share
More of what comes from deep inside of you
Your courage strength and hope of emotions you wear

One can't tether a soul
Or capture a cloud whole
A bird in flight on air lifted wings
Cannot be grounded by mans guaranties

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Profane

TEDCast Profane

I'm a dirty old son of a bitch
I got desires you can itch
I play with fire and sometimes burn
Bridges boundaries and my arm

I may make you quite uncomfortable
I have opinions unsupportable
I alienate with language profane
And call attention with actions so vain

It's me first, me second, me all the time
When thinking of you I may as well be blind
What only matters is that I finish first
I could care less how much your soul thirsts

I look, I flirt, I stare on with lust
I act on my impulses I easily break trusts
Nobody matters when I'm on my game
I'm unstoppable like a loaded freight train

My eyes do wander and fall on hard bodies
A disease, its true, with no antibodies
Indulging in my favorite sin
Coveting what belongs to him

I could take what is offered to me
And sleep at night like a well-nurtured baby
My conscience is free from faults and fuss
My habits are brazen and language is brusque

Yes, a dirty old son of a bitch
I'll sing my own song with perfect pitch
So even with thoughts and actions profane
I'm really quite lovable and far from mundane

Licking Liquor

TED Cast of Licking Liquor

Lately I am thinking that I'm drinking way too much
I hoping that it's just a phase I'm going through
I'm betting that I'm vetting on a brand new clue
Some simple savvy insight on a suicidal life

Oh, why am I thinking both day and night?
All about drinking everything thing in sight?
If I lie awake and fight off sleep
Then I won't have drunk dreams
That lately have been haunting me

I am serious that complete changes are needed in me
If I want a life that I can be
Living in the moment, not pouring out the past
Or living in a future state of mind
Poor me, poor me, pour me another drink!

I need a new direction, I'm making a decision
I'm dancing on the wreckage of my prior life
I'm ending this relation, I'm bowing out on benders
No longer am I checking into treatment centers

I've tasted one last beer, I've thrown up one last time
No more waking up, in beds that are not mine
Who is that woman lying next to me?
Who what where and why did I do last night?

I needed a reporter to report back on me
I needed a transcription of my activities
Recollection always hazy, my madness more than crazy
Dreadful always thinking: "What'd I do last night?"

Although I may have thought I had a great time
Never could I understand my journal lines
Drunk dialing, tipsy texting, crying jags
Couldn't understand, why no one would want, to be around me
Boo ho, boo hoo, boo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!

I've spent lots of money, may have turned to crime
If I continued down that line
Criminal behavior were showing their signs
I no longer visit, the liquor and wine store!


(Slow Broadway)
No more glass bottles in my trash
No more relationships that I have trashed
No more hangovers that have kicked my ass
I've licked liquor where liquor once licked me....

I've gone on my last
Yes I've gone on my last
I've gone on my last drinking spree!

It's Ok

A Song

It's ok if you want to remain friends
It's ok if you want to make amends
It's ok if you want to justify your needs
It's ok to make my heart bleed

It's ok if you want to make love to me
It's ok if you say that I meet your needs
It's ok if I sanctify your soul
It's ok if I move into your world

If you want to remain my friend
Just ask maybe we can begin
But don't show surprise if I never say please
And thank you for touching me when you're down on your knees

Cause, it's ok if bridges I do burn
And it's ok can if lessons I don't learn
For it's ok if I make love with greed
And turn elsewhere to satisfy my needs

It's ok if you run away from me
It's ok if you cannot be friends
It's ok if you want to shut the door
It's ok, it's ok if you don't want any more

It's ok if we never talk again
It's ok if we cannot mend
It's ok that we've both moved on
Loves currency has been overdrawn

Yes it is tragic that not everyone we can save
Not all relations can be conducive
But even resentments keep you close to me
It's ok, it's ok you've made my heart bleed
It's ok, it's ok you've made my heart bleed
It's ok, it's ok you took some love out of me

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

You Are Worthy

 TEDCast You Are Worthy

There are many things that each of us face
Seldom do we see a road that is paved
All I know is that they lead to the same place
On your way down your road don’t be afraid
Are you looking in the right place?
When you are seeking the truth
Do you look at your face?
And know what to do

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Ain't Gonna Lay Down

A Spiritual Song

Ain't gonna lay down, my children
Ain't gonna lay me down
Ain't gonna lay down, my children
Ain't gonna lay me down

My poor old soul may be lonely
And my body may be achy
But I ain't gonna lay down, my children
'Til I'm good and ready

I've worked my whole life on finding
Some kind of peace of mind
Say I've worked my whole life on finding
Some kind of peace

I've worked my whole life on finding
Some kind of peace
And when I am ready
God will welcome me

Ain't gonna lay down my body
Ain't gonna lay it down
Ain't gonna lay down my body
Not til happiness I've found

Well I'm old and tired and weary beyond my means
But when I lay my head down I have pleasant dreams
Of a life beyond this one where I have no pain
And I pray for His sweet love and revel in His name


Ain't gonna lay down my body
Ain't gonna lay it down
Ain't gonna lay down my body
Not til happiness I've found


For all my  misery and pain
I'd gladly do it again
Knowing that I'm washed by his sacrifice
My sins I have no blame

And as he rose that third day
And made us believe again
Our sins are washed away by sweet rain
He washed away our pain

And has He waits on high
Omnipotently He reigns
I no longer have to lay body
Ever down again

Ain't gonna lay down my body
Ain't gonna lay me down
Ain't gonna lay down my body
Cause Jesus He saved me

Who Would Say No?

I know that most of my “Can’t say no” plans are met with resistance.
What seems So straight forward and sound to me Others fail to subscribe.
Another plan I’ll "presentate" to a  potential candidate sometime very soon.
It seems so logical -- so fool proof and so doable -- that in my head who would deny it?

But I’m anxious for reaction, to hear of their opinion, I count the hours till I can schedule a meet.
Yes, it has got some risks – always there is risk, but better still are the rewards.

But, second guessing, are the benefits meant only for me, the outcome of my plan, but sacrifices are much more required, on my part of this trade.

The positive side for my partner in this, is unconditional love, mental health and release from the past, of hurting, betrayals, abuse and denials of broken trust and victimization.

Who would say no to this well meaning plan?
Who would deny a happier life?
Who would not take this chance and not share this find?
Who would say no?  Well, they did.

Prime Time

Hello, I know you’re out there
People like me, basically good
But troubled by what they see

Does it really take courage?
To admit that you’re wrong
I think not, it’s really a cop out
So you can sleep nights

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Haiku

The sun is rising
And I smile to its presence
Grateful for the warmth



Frustration abounds
Obsession and compulsion
Prisoner of self


Thoughts bring peace of mind
Moments shared over distance
Never far away

Scent of a smoke fire
Kicking fallen sidewalk leaves
Senses of autumn

Convicted beliefs
No concerns for acceptance
Liking who I am

Whether fear or love
Feelings passing through my mind
Do not define me

Even though it's dry
The rain will come again soon
Creativity

Fear paralyzes
Each resentment bleeds the heart
Just for now accept

Blooming love within
Soul gratified and complete
Resolute in joy

Airplanes and towers
Forever we remember
Memories and tears

Memory kept alive
Selfless giving sacrifice
The Gonzo Momma

Loved ones remembered
Lives that live on in our soul
Never forgotten

Embracing each day
Life constantly in motion
Courage to face change

Easy to express
Feelings that are deep within
Moments you can share

Twelve steps to freedom
Willingness to grow concede
Simple not easy


Gentle wind blowing
Sun lighting up clouds peeking
Smells of happiness


Everything changes
Sun does rise and sun does set
Everything changes

With courage comes change
Full circle of life completes
Taste new beginnings

Friday, September 11, 2009

A Little Slice of Destiny

Lay back, hold your hand low
Make a tack to catch the wind again
You’re heart beats out of time
And your mind leaps, love is blind

Pushing too hard, not wise you’ll see
You got to ease in, I reason
To enable the trust, does slowly
Come respect a priority must

Desires not Necessities

Desire addiction adherence clutching
What changes what rearranges what passes through light
Denial denouncement a dowry on your soul
Reproach adjustment enlightenment law
Lacking a foundry tasting a torrid emotional pull

Validity accrued claiming to be shrewd
Build on my foundation with your brick and mortar
Lift up my walls and nail my timber
Find me a coat when I'm cold and I shiver

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Substitute Sister

A long time gone but not forgotten
Are you still living somewhere?
A face hardly remembered but still in my memory
Where are the all pictures?

Even though you have left you linger in me
Even though you aren't here you're in my family tree

Even though you were older I wanted to protect
And be that bigger brother and garner your respect

And stop the bullies from bothering you
And kick the ass of boys who tried more than kissing you

And tell you stories about love and about life
And tell you what I hope for when you become a wife

So, where do we go from here?
Will I see you at graduation?
Are we going to go to each others weddings?
Are you going to stay in my life as a sister when you become a wife?

I miss having Debbie
But I'm glad I have you
For God brings only to us
What we can endure

And with that simple phrase
And a blessing of grace
I now have a sister
But with a new face

Let's keep in touch
And keep our pretend family intact
For I don't want to miss your life
And that is, from my heart, a fact

All Things Change

Across the valley the mountains arise
Miles in distance but near in my eyes
One foot forward, one step closer
Nearer my God am I, nearer to who am I

Faced at the base of the mountain
An inevitable climb
Dangers and turning points
Decisions, potential mistakes, scrapes
But we do what it takes, we ascend

Breath getting weaker as the air gets thinner
Legs aching as upward we move
Heart beating harder as the chest constricts
Blood flowing boldly as addictions are kicked

Nearer to the top
As attitude altitude adjusts
Strength and fortitude become one
Into our self we begin to entrus

From the peak we admire the view
Of magnificent valleys and lakes so blue
Represented by nature is our life in the raw
Without the signage and banners and flaws

So clean and serene a peaceful place we have found
On a plateau of commitment and of growth
Satisfied that we have finally reached the crest
Until our eyes see catch sight of the next mountain top

For our journey is not one that ever sees end
Unless you consider stasis as your friend
For we constantly strive and value verity
And take the next challenge with gusto and clarity

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Angry Man

I pack my baggage and I’m breaking my shell
Acting like a savage I’ve been to hell
Burned all the bridges the last one fell
Got no prisoners in my jail cell

Last one in sight is the first to get beat
You got no rights when you’re out on the street
You walk out now and you lose your seat
Stand up now on your own two feet

I’m sipping Johnnie Walker and my blood is hot
Silence first and then a gun shot
Running through the system of a modern man
Don’t look now there’s a gun in my hand

If you see me coming you better back away
You don’t want me to choose your fate
One more straw on the camel’s back
One wrong look and I’ll attack

Leave Kathleen

My heart is on fire
Cause I burn with desire
A hit and a miss
But one special kiss

For love that is lost
Like dust that is tossed
Into the wind
Never seen again

Like clouds in a storm
In the cold and feeling warm
Like the sun in the sky
Bringing life to what would die

And knowledge is my power
Like a warm summer shower
That I’m happy to have known
Knowing you my heart has grown

We started as friends
Why couldn’t it be more – I guess it was not meant to be
But I’ll always say this
As your love I will miss
The face of a dream – Kathleen, Kathleen

Monday, September 7, 2009

Old and Untitled

What to say? I feel we are growing apart.  Yes I still believe you and I are meant to be together but currently we are better off apart
What used to be therapeutic and fertile to grow now seems resentful and critical

There with the thick hair
He talks while I stare
I like what she wears
Do you think that she shares?

You smile and show your teeth
Knowing what I need
We dance and I lead
Rhythm and timing

Enter the climax
Slowly, not too fast
Looking, like through glass
The fields of your past

A Daughter, a Mother, a Wife

A smile that warms as sun on your back
Touching even deeper than skin
Brighter, wider, and more pronounced
By a baby, her daughter, a precious gem

Her life, a dedication, a decision, a commitment
To family, to love, to passions, to people
Giving more of herself that she asked in return
Tears won't extinguish the fires that burned

Her life cut short as innocent she died
Leaving a baby and husband behind
A family who loves her and misses her dear
Her memory kept alive by people who care

Neilie Anne Heffernan Casey
Thirty two years too few
So much life and opportunity now wasted
Nothing our forefathers could have foretold

Freedom reigns even when our soil has been torn
When innocent victims like Neilie are, by a nation, mourned
War is part of life and soldiers often die
But what was the battle that Neilie did fight?

A citizen, a lover of these United States
A giver of time and energy, one of her traits
Easily described as loving and self-less
Lost now to all who were loved and were touched

Our nations' symbol, twins grown up
Ended that day as we watched them collapse
I remember staring as though transfixed - how many?
Two thousand nine hundred ninety six

People who are blameless now gone
Off to their next heavenly home
Though harmless, innocent, guiltless as lambs
They were sacrificed by terrible hands

A woman remaining in only our souls
Replacements will never fill the hole
Tragic terrible sad situations of life
Gone, a daughter, a mother, a wife

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Missing Link

Look in my eyes, when you look in my eyes
Woman I can’t see

Asking me why, when you’re asking me why
I don’t know what you want to hear

Pleasure you seek, when it’s pleasure you seek
Honesty has left you so you lie

Wanting a kid, when you wanted a kid
Your only thought was “give it to me”

Pray now, you lost somehow, it’s the last of me
Now I’m the missing link, forever a fink
And me you will never know

Hey now, do you feel proud?  I would like to know
And can you hold your head high, and not ever cry
And is there someone you ought to know?

Telling you things, burning inside
Open your heart up wide

Climb right on in, we’ll begin again
Take me for a ride

The reasons aren’t clear – clouded with fear
That’s why I shied
From you at the start, couldn’t play the part
Can you forgive me cause now I’m here

Friday, September 4, 2009

Borrowed Again

Catcher’s in the Rye
And I don’t know why
It’s selling me an easy high

A picture of a fool
Hasn’t heard the Golden Rule
That kind of logic he don’t buy

Find shelter as a crook
All your possessions you have took
From some deserving guy

It’s a pity you can’t see
That all you can be
Revolve around one big lie

Have shelter in our arms
And whom the strength needs give
A lift up to bring our sowed seed

If an old man can take on the sea
The forces of nature can be
Harnessed for your own desire

But the lazy man tries
To catch a free ride
He’s nowhere at high tide

Pushed back again
Better learn to swim
It’s a hopeless end
Beggar Man Borrowed Again

Thursday, September 3, 2009

A Sense for the Season

When the sun’s gone down on your day
Failing support he drifts away
And with the last ray, hope is absent gone away
Can you’re left alone never to play

Surrounding yourself and playing the part
Isn’t it easy to pretend?
But with each new win you’re beginning again
And the road don’t ever seem to hard

In the rain sometimes, though it’s hard to describe
I feel a cleansing action, it washes my soul
Leaves me whole and ready to face the world

Where is the rain?  Will it come back again?
And all I feel is pain; it’s a shame and I’m asking
Where is the rain?

I have a sense for the season
Rain or shine I can feel so fine
I don’t claim to know the reason
The sun goes down in every town everywhere
But it sure does feel like I could use some rain

The Strong Can Be

I’ve been walking for a hundred days
Seen fire in the sky and people die
Got a hunger and an awful thirst
When the hot wind blows it takes its toll on me

I hear the distant howls when the coyotes prowl
Searching for their daily meat
I scarcely breath I scarcely breath
I wonder if they are searching for me
Only the strong will survive, the strong will survive

I’ve been looking for the secret of life
I’ve prayed on my knees and turned over leaves
I’ve been the early bird waiting for the worm
Early to bed, early to rise; healthy, wealthy, and wise

I’ve been the prodigal son, my body I’ve sold
Looking for an easy ride, I’ve easily lied, easily lied
I wonder what will happen to me
At the end of my life, at the end of my life

I’ve been looking for someone to commit
They either run away or play their games
I’ve got a need and a loving way
A desire for touch I could never have too much

I’m patient but I’m anxious and warm
There’s a fire inside I can’t deny
Consuming all my energies
I’m begging God please, begging God please
Put an end to this misery
I give you my life, give you my life

I’ve been lost for the last few days
I’ve doubted my mind, I’ve fallen behind
I’ve tried to make a great escape
Fallen to vices risks and high prices

I’ve only made my insides bleed
I’ve started old habits – HEY! Do you have it?
Can you get me what I need
Do I know what I need, do I know what I need?
I wonder what will make me complete
The strong can be, only the strong can be

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Are you in the sky

TED Cast Are You in the Sky

I look upwards and I see light
Round orb fused into sky
Beauty light flashing strong
Fired in the kiln of heaven

The man on the moon wasn't lonely tonight
For all around him was a beautiful sight
You might say a face in the sky
For all to enjoy and to abide by

Burnished in beauty is the sky's backdrop
As moonlight moonlights as the artists' brush
Painting a feeling that presents as art
Emotes as tangibly as words

Stars that look out like eyes full of life
Look upon me with endless supply
Love glimmers twinkles and draws me high
Up towards the beauty that is in the sky

A Time to Speak

The sun also rises – someone wrote
Relieving the moon of its nightly watch

The stars go home, the clouds appear
Gone, with the darkness, are the fears

The colors of the sky gray, blue, and white
Paint the backdrop for the set, the curtains soon will rise

And there at center stage, bathed in the light of the sun
Is each and every person, the show is soon begun

All the world’s a stage – they say
And our dramas are uniquely individual

The lines have been rehearsed, intent and action too
Patiently awaiting and listening for our cue

The feelings we have inside are not ones to hide
Communicate expressively, we all must give a try

And now your time to speak, to be listened and be heard
A captive audience will hang on every word

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Dawns Report

As the hours go by and my resolution becomes more clear I wait for the opportunity to speak and have you hear. I talked this over and over and over for hours on end by myself consulted no friends.  I’ll try to be concise presenting my opinions keeping emotions in check.  Rationale and logic thought are two things you have taught me.  I’ll try to be a proper pupil and remember my lessons.

Just hear me out and discuss with me the points that I’ll be making and what they mean to you
Yes there is room for compromise I’ll have an open mind on some things but not others
Because it’s crucial that this plan is undertook with some minor revisions of course,
If my heart is to continue in its growth with you.  If it’s not to be I’ll release my hold on these ties that join our lives.  I can’t walk away without trying because I’d be denying that if it’s worth having then it’s worth fighting for and I would be a liar.  So soon I’ll be attempting to salvage what I believe is a life full of beauty, of fulfillment and of peace.

Two Halves Make Up the Whole

I know this girl, she’s seen too much of the world
Had her faith betrayed by friends who rape
Made it easier just to give than have them take

But now a simple touch – not lust but love
Cannot even be accepted
For they took from her so she gave
All the touch with loveless sex nothing left but emptiness

And now that the time has come
To share the praise of love
She builds a wall around her body tall
Damn the man who had to force instead of face
Rejection of the answer that was “no”

I’m left to pick up the pieces
Of the puzzle back to neatness
Attempting to attach the body to the soul
I know it won’t be easy but the rewards will be pleasing

And finally make the two halves a whole
Are you willing – conditions must be met
For love fulfilling – do you think you are ready yet
To start the healing, reach the ceiling, remove yourself from debt

Two halves make up a whole
Two people share a soul
I’ll gladly pay the toll
To share a common goal

Monday, August 31, 2009

Close the Door


No red light flashing, no message on my phone
You got to be stubborn, my place I’ve shown
I’m working out a problem, I’ll find out why
But you’re part of the problem, I’m an honest guy

Maybe when you’re older, if I’m still around
Older and wiser, if I don’t get down
We can be together, share all the weight
Send our luggage on a long trip, we can spilt the rate

I need to spend some time, get my head on straight
Losing my best friend, don’t feel to great
We got two different problems, no solution in sight
We need to find our answers, we don’t need to fight

No sense in resentment, no conditions on my love
We need some distance, don’t need to push and shove
We need some time away, appreciate and grow
No better reason, needed, to close the door

Lift Up

TEDCast Lift Up

I just need a little uplifting
So I can go on living
I just need lifting up
When I'm low and feel like giving up

Lift me up
When I'm down on my knees
Lift me up
I'm begging you please
Lift me up
For these reasons and more
And I'm low
And feel like giving up

Can you help this man
When he's feeling low
Can you lend a hand
And make sure he knows
When he is able he is expected
To return the favor
So when you feel like giving up
I'll come and lift you up

Lift up the man
Hold your hands up
Lift them up
Those who fall down
Lift them up
Those who crawl on the ground
Lift them up
All those faces that frown
And when you're low
And feel like giving up

Lift up the ones
Who cry for love
Lift up the ones
Who hunger
Lift up the ones
Who have no mother
Lift them up
Cause they may feel like giving up

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Friendship Kinship

I told you my liabilities right up front
I lean too heavy on people at times
I look for things to support my soul
I rely on others to fill a hole

The good things about me are easy to see
Well maybe for you but its hard for me
Who the hell cares how loving I am
That's as obvious as the pants I'm in

Who takes the time to know and embrace the bad
Understand and be aware of the weak kneed man
And love even those dark aged spots
Of my character

Its easy loving the good it takes very little effort
But accepting the whole package that's where love is
Remaining constant as I sink low
Telling me I'm not my thoughts I'm not my sin

Pushing back as I lean too much
But never loosing contact with my heart
Always loving everything residing in me
Giving us a chance to let things just be.

Almost Lost

Sing to me
Live for your life and…
Sing to me

And everyone would dance
Laugh and sing along
And be free

And everyone would dance
And sing along in harmony

I sailed into port on high tide
I saw you bathing on that beautiful beach

Never in my life
Has my heart left me
I’m glad I sailed back to you
Sailed back to you

Cause ever since that day
That you packed up everything and went away
And I say, I’m on my own

Cause ever since that day
I have been, I have been on my own

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Getting it Right

It took such a long time
For me to get it right
Late evening hours
Early morning twilight
A new day awakens
The wind with its chill carried off of the sea
Ferrying clouds hung low
With openings to the sky
Penlights from stars as they pass by

The smell in the air, fresh, crisp, salt-laced
Caresses memories of time past
Of experience and lessons
Of places and dreams
Of future reminders
Of what may become
Of present awareness

Peeking through chambers
Glimpses of the moon
Covered by clouds
But never diminished
Painted hues mixed on the skies palate
Never being constant, always undergoing change
Viewing through the portal
The heavens infinitely extend
Nature and its beauty
A display of aesthetic and precise cohesion

Masterly designed
Breed life of many kinds
To populate and nourish
Utilizing what lives no more
Naturally recycled
Used over and again
Only the souls have departed
To another worldly place

Friday, August 28, 2009

Life is Waiting

The sun soon will be warm
If I ain’t mistaken
Life is waiting on me

I often find
I’ve gone off course
A missile misguided
I’ve ridden the worst
But before I collided
And on impact burst
I finally decided
To put love first

Wake me up
I think I’m dreaming
It’s so beautiful here
Don’t get up
Seeing is believing
I like to feel you near
Steer me my dear

Now, alone I
Was moving backward
Heading only where I’d been
It’s easy now
To see the factors
Repeat over again and again

And when I was heading for disaster
Your heart you did lend
And now forever after
You and I begin
Be with me Saturday, everyday
And days have nights too
Be with me through the night, every night
I’m one, with you too

The End Begun

Satisfied?
Red eyed
Always tired
Get wired

Circles dark
Pains mark
Time to walk
No time to talk

A beauty scar
Hurtings’ par
Emotional war
The exit door

Able to cope
A hanging rope
A loaded gun
The end begun

Thoughts on: The WIll to Play

And almost with inceptive (sic) foresight
That summarized our brief time together
Was “The Will to Play” written
One of the lines in it;
“Never is a season for a boy and a girl”
Was never more true
Than when the summer season was over
And you were back in school.  You went.
And yes it’s growing stronger inside of me.
Cause no matter that you can not find a reason to do it,
You’ve GOT to find the will to play,
To be happy, Do I digress or what?

Thursday, August 27, 2009

The Landlord

Offered: One beautiful planet
Self contained, all natural and organic
Seemingly inexhaustible supply of power and energy
Natural light and western exposures
Great sunset views and clean air
Fresh water supply on site
Abundant and lush low maintenance foliage
Complete organic methods of the caring and feeding of plant life
Exotic animal life in natural habitat with endless supply of foodstuffs


Warning: Previous tenants did not care for this property and they had to be expelled. What was once a balanced and self-regenerating environment has been turned into desolate wasteland. Pollution from factories that utilize manufacturing methods clearly not habitable for this space have depleted the natural resources of this space. Salt and fresh water supplies have been poisoned and the food sources in those waters are considered unsafe to eat. Genetic mutations have occurred when previous tenant thought they could make natural things -- plants and animals -- better when in reality they were only compensating for the change in the natural environment that they had instigated with their pollution and synthetic methods.

Previous tenant has been expelled from this space and a complete overhaul is under way to make this, once lush and verdant area, habitable and self contained. New tenant is expected to follow the natural order of things, to care and protect the environment, and to live off the land. The utilization of food products such as corn can no longer be used as a poison to the inhabitants of this property.

For inquiries into this space please contact:
GOD

Slice of Destiny

Lay back, hold your hand low
Make a tack to catch the wind again
You’re heart beats out of time
And your mind leaps, love is blind

Pushing too hard, not wise you’ll see
You got to ease in, I reason
To enable the trust, does slowly
(5/4) Come respect a priority must

From a bottle can come courage
Happiness to extremes
Confidence of a brave fool, with wit for a duel
Chase away the wet dreams
Putting on your blue jeans
Eat a can of baked beans
Find a way to your dreams

Override the urge to make the scene
Let’s say, “You take a look at me”
Don’t want to burn like kerosene
Don’t want to live like a fairy queen

Amazing you, it’s amazing me
Happenstance is a place to be
Happen to you, happen to me
Just a little slice of destiny

Aluminum Soldiers


TEDCast Aluminum Soldiers

Death by the dozen
Marching.... Little Aluminum Soldiers
Raise your elbow bend towards battle
Marching as to war

Plan of attack
Maybe a cocktail
Made by Molotov
Made by Smirnoff or by Popov
Initiated under a clear moonshine

Remember when we used to worry about Dolphins dying?
On plastic pieces that used to hold our soldiers at arms
And remember the pull tab pollution that used to cut our feet?
Who is to say industry doesn't progress?

Little pawns of potency that are easy to disguise
In pockets of pants and cans of energy
A perfect serving size
On airplanes and buses and long taxi rides

Marching, marching, all in a line
Jump me and king me and turn me into wine
Red grapes so bitter as they lay on vines
So sweet as they ferment and become so refined

Marching.... Little Aluminum Soldiers
Bendable elbows
Incurable curls
Fashionable hangovers
Unbeatable hurls

A Dog's Faith

TEDCast A Dog's Faith

Hello, I know you’re out there
People like me, basically good
But troubled by what they see

Does it really take courage?
To admit that you’re wrong
I think not, it’s really a cop out
So you can sleep nights

So I’m waiting to meet with you
As long as I breathe I’ll look for you
A dog’s faith is unreliable when
Compared to mine
People are good they’ve just lost their mind

It’s time, it’s mine
And all that I want is well defined
So I’ll find the time, the time as
I’m in my prime and I have seen the sign

A Dog's Faith Unreliable to Mine

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Lost Song



TEDCast Lost Song

 There are many things that each of us face
Seldom do we see a road that is paved
All I know is that they lead to the same place
On your way down your road don’t be afraid


Are you looking in the right place?
When you are seeking the truth
Do you look at your face?
And know what to do

When you’re feeling less than
What you are worth
Do you criticize
And speak discouraging words

How well you sleep at night
And the way you live your day
Are subtle indicators
To your emotional state

Remember you are worthy
Of all you desire
And that will be the fuel
That will feed and fight your fire

There’s nothing to be ashamed that you have needs
Accept no blame for anything you feel
Your life is like a garden and yes it has weeds
And what you have to harvest becomes your meal

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Ever Since that Day

TEDCast Ever Since That Day

And it hurts now
Knowing you’re near
Even though it’s what I’ve wanted
For all of these years

And I see you rise
Every day
I turn over and cover myself
And wish you would go away

Hurt me now hurt me now
Or leave me alone
Leave me stranded
I’ll find my way home

Given love now
I’ll make it to you
Throw out the life preserver
I need some help

Cause ever since that day
That you packed up everything
And went away
And I sailed out on my own
And I feel something’s missing
In me I’m not whole
I have no home

Love comes and love goes
We’ve tried so hard
But together we’ve grown old

A destiny – when I wake up next to you
Even though my heart bleeds
There’s no one else but you

Cause ever since that day
That I sailed myself
Right back to you
There never was a way
No time or place that’d ever give me away

The Baby She Didn't Want

TEDCast The Baby She Didn't Want

Given up – unplanned baby
The years have not changed me
Give me love – it’s all that I’ve wanted
From the first breath that I took

A slap on the butt – a new born baby
Your curtain call for life has begun
A push and a shove – hey that’s your cue
The drama of your life has begun

Don’t ask for favors you’ll never get one
You’ll always give more than you receive
Your every little action that you can imagine
Is fashioned in your passion for love

Break ups – Those I’m familiar with
Jumping ship is not new to me
Enough’s enough – I’m fighting a fire
A rescue operation in effect

A blind man’s bluff – a last ditch effort
The saving grace is only my soul
Playing tough – nothing left
My options are to stand or fall

There is no sympathy – no, not for me
No pity no reciprocity
Your only learned behavior, your one and only favor
You can savor as long as you breath

Accepting the path that was laid at your feet
Putting one left foot in front of what is right
Right for your healing and right for your feeling
Of being whole and complete and chosen

The baby someone could love...

Voice to your Soul

TEDCast of Voice to Your Soul

Praying for a sunrise to show my eyes the light
Where there has been darkness for quite sometime
All along the way I've stumbled in my rayless life
Full of empty failed feelings what a citizen of strife

Looking for distinction between my actions and my thoughts
Confidence extinction bringing panic into my day
Am I my feelings do they characterize me
Defined by domination of little tiny voice

Oh why are you louder than my heartbeat all the time?
Why are you less inclined to build up what is low?
Why do you dismantle everything thing I've built?
Why are you the counsel that I rely upon?

I'm less inclined to listen when I'm christened with a name
That gives me a title that signifies my soul
Like a manic mantra that I repeat until I feel that that little effin voice is tamed!

Now I listen closer, like a best friend, I awaken to the terms
That only I can set down that I can agree only too
For I can define my environment my placement in my world
This other voice, this other choice is now louder in my soul

Monday, August 24, 2009

A Pension full of Love

 TEDCast of A Pension Full of Love

Background is running how does it check?
Is he stable can we trust him?
A long shot is coming got to bet on something
Is he pumping out what we expect?

Put your money on the table I’ll show you that I’m able
By the time the dealing is done
You will have a winner a converted sinner
Absolutely there’s a faith to be found

An unborn lady – no light in her soul
Affected by the life of her past
No crime for waiting – your time is your life
Time to put your feelings back on

Your soul is finally waking – a light is on
A new birth for your body and soul
Like the earth when it’s shaking – old and the new
All that you want is finally yours

We meet at last – we meet at last
We meet at last – we meet at last
There’s a time when we finally get
Reception, protection, affection, attention
A pension full of love for our life

Drying Out Drawing In

TEDCast Drying Out and Drawing In

Drying out in a lakeside town
Drying out and driving out
Demons, denizens makers of faults
Righteous indignation making statements in full voice

Listen, can you hear it, can you hear it, can you fear that voice?
Listen it's getting louder, it's getting lower, it's getting lousier in its advice
Never ending facts about your life
Never ending lessons on your life
Never ending doubts about you and your exciting promises

Face it, it's a demon drawing you in, drawing you further in disgust
Less trust, more anger, more doubt, more suicide desires
And fires heating metal that you press against your flesh
A siren calling, how seductive, how desirous, how delirious is your song
Oh the beauty of destruction of depression
Grant me license

To do nothing, to want nothing, to say nothing, to feel nothing
No one thing can take any of this away
No one place can take any of this away
No one person can take any of this away

Drying out, drawing in, falling flat, falling fast, falling on your face
Hold on....

When Your Heart Beats Free

TEDCast When Your Heart Beats Free

Very constricted and no convictions
Are resounding when honest words are not spoken
You are broken and restricted from expressing from your heart

It takes away everything that you have built and closeness is far
You're favorite person is not able to break through -- denied entry into you

Words that are hindered by doubts and misuse
Fail to garner meaning and are abused
Lacking the clarity or understanding to speak up
To speak out to speak from your heart

Taking its toll on you on those for whom you share them with
A moat has been dug around the lexicon of your feelings

And you no longer have access to your individual pursuits
Of life, liberty, and happiness, oh let freedom reign

Oh let the clouds rain, oh let me drain the water that separates me
From speaking my thoughts, freeing my heart, hearing my love

Emit out from my lips, escape from my mind
Beat down doorways to my soul
Let my breath be easy and my pulse be gentle

As my heart does its job
Beating so free...

Cobwebs

TEDCast Cobwebs

Listening to you speak
Looking throughout my life engaged to your words
Looking inward a visit to my mind
Why are there cobwebs when I want to see clearly?

Why is there dust covering me
When I see things plainly, completely, clearly
There is clarity, understanding, mind injections of insight

Bright light, shadows chased
And still I listen to you speak
I am engaged, I look at you
My mind is not drifting, swerving away

I am not texting or twittering, or blogging, or denying
I am listening and breaking down walls
I am hearing and letting you in

I am sharing from the depths that are cavernous and dark
Looking sideways, downways, left and right ways, and to the corners
Where cobwebs have gathered

But now in my mind, as engaging as you are, the cobwebs are gone
I listen clearly and speak just as such
And no misunderstandings could arise due to ambiguity

Promiscuity of my thoughts, jumping from here to there but never staying present
And now I realize just how freeing this instant can be
Complete and utter honesty engaged in living this day