Damian this song showed a lot of what I was feeling in my teens. It came out in 81′ but I heard it around 87′ when I thought I was truly in love. Haha nope hormones talking.

Torn
It’s hard to turn away
Even the thought takes effort
Knowing that this..,
This thing between you and I
Well has no real end
There was a beginning
Way back when…

I should leave
I am the embodiment of the word toxic
I know my faults
My shortcomings
I know that…
Still, I cannot leave

This thing is like a bungie cord
I drop…Read More

What Isn’t Heard

there’s a vastness…
you can’t even fathom…
a universe you can’t imagine…
within the realm of silence

stories untold
realities unexpected
contemplative reflection
pain unspoken

everything locked inside a vacuum
where the wall of it…
can hold someone hostage
a victim of their own thoughts

you can’t…Read More

Peace not Granted

Oh come to me sacred peace
Unknowingly they participated
Volumes reaching levels unprecedented

Oh, come to me in sweet silence
For one more vowel of consonant spoken
I will meet the judge and jury

I see my end near…

Carried Away

neglected winds howled their fury
blowing through a door ajar…
startled…
she dropped to cower…
piercing chill burning
skating across thundering veins

sudden silence filled empty pockets
scoured sterile by the pain
tomorrow has no meaning
the past has gone away

frozen fists slowly opened 
letting go…
of…Read More

Complicated

When the night is still young

The moon has not fully come out to chase the sun away

My heartbeat begins a new rhythm

Smell of honey and cream in the air

Slow music played in the heat of seduction

Tonight I am prepared to treat you a cherished jewel

Not anyone will receive this

Your not just anyone and you know…Read More

Still Strolling…

it can’t be far away…
can it?
that elusive brighter tomorrow?
I’m not asking much…
just a warm spring day
maybe a chance of sprinkles
and a walk amongst nature’s glory
the cloying scent of honeysuckle gagging the senses
lilacs swaying in the breeze
birds in full choral exuberance
vibrantly budding trees
and a…Read More

Four minutes left

Just like my words

Leaving me in my time of need

It does not matter what I do because the words wont come out

Two minutes left

I am done for and its for the best 

Its pressure on top of pressure

No more time….

Strolling Through Hope

I miss carefree days
…before smoke filled the air
and storms battered us left and right
(seems like now it’s a choice of extremes)
…before fear of walking in daylight
even worse at night
…before being forced to carry my papers
hoping they even give them a glance
because there’s money to be made…
in…Read More

Honor, Respect, Loyalty

Honor was not just a word 

It was inner compass

Felt deep within

Respect is earned

Not demanded like a spoiled brat

Given willing

Loyalty is fleeting

What once was sort out

Is now blown away like a puff of smoke

Rolling Into the Back 40

halfway to the party
and inspiration is faltering
slapping words into phrases
hoping they make any sense
breaking it into sections
so I don’t lose momentum
but my energy got up and went
and I’m left scrambling and outta breath
it’s one helluva workout…
for a pen with rusty muscles
drop and give me…Read More

Learning to swim

I dove into the ice cold pool
Sunk to the bottom
A memory immediately surfaced
I was supposed to make bubbles
Being pulled and breaking surface
I looked into fearful eyes
“I forgot the bubbles”

Neutralized

slip
the knot
fingers prying
desperately
despite…
their tremor

uncage
what should
never
have been

some beasts
are born unseen
but they don’t die that way

keep tugging
at the ropes

sooner…Read More

City Peace

The wind howls through my window

The fire truck siren blares down the street

The neighbor’s heated argument is in stereo sound

The dogs whine in a pitch that rivals nails on chalk boards

Yet I cannot sleep without the city’s peace.

Roack-a-bye, Baby

I know no other way
the weight of his absence presses
aching…waiting…
begging for his return
as nights close in
shadow draping me in yearning
the remembrance nearly blistering
moments of fierce and desperate
thundering of twin beats
throb piercing me
and I cannot…will not…forget
saturation a constant
as…Read More

She turns 30

Wake up to a face
Your face
The current face
Not the face you remember

Memory can distort reality
Reality is a bucket of ice water
Even the eyes change
Once showed hope is now resigned

Truth is
It is not the face that is disheartening
It is the day
That states you are no longer spring flower but an autumn…Read More

Heave Silence

words recede
when darkness settles
and sound is heard only at the edges
muffled though they be…
silent sobs and absolute grief
louder in my senses
than gunshots and shouts of jubilation
because we all know where hate takes us
but only some will see it
guess it’s only visible…
from the barrel end of a gun
to…Read More

Reach out

There are things I wanted to show
There are things I could not let go
When my light is finally out
I’m in the shadow

Reach out , reach out
You’re in my heart
Reach out
Whenever you feel you’re falling apart
Reach out
I will always be there for you….

I’m here for you
You’re never alone, its true
Wherever I am is a hom…Read More

Absorbing the Cost…

when the choice is required
and compromise is not an option
do you choose to soothe your own pain?
or that of others?

Hiya, I’m away running a forum on marketing for the English writer’s circle where I’m Treasurer, w-y-b?! So, have a lovely weekend and beware, if there’s… A Man, in The Room

There was a Man, in The Room,
I could have sworn It,
A Man, in the Room,
I might have borne It,
Or was It just a Boy,
Some worn, discarded Toy,
A shattered,…Read More

The Blue Girl *

As sole survivor in this zone, I walk up to the tanks alone,
To estimate the bodies lost, extrapolate the human cost,
Of nuclear warfare on the few, who live here in the fluid blue.
The sludge inside the first urn stinks, of rotting flesh, violets and pinks,
I wonder if, suspended here, this poor boy used to dream or…Read More

Mistmind

words slip
in and out of thought
tickling inspiration

then drift…

overwhelmed by their source
they unravel
wisping away from grasp

probably just as well…

takes more ink…
than currently in possession
let words refill the bottle
while energy supply refreshens

The Key

When did you get the key to my door

It’s been locked for so long

I remember when I put the bolt and nail it to the floor

Fear and hurt infused the metal like a song

You inserted a key

Turned it to the right

I stood before you

I the softest moonlight

You really looked at me

Realizing what I was w…Read More

The Blue Pool
A young man sipped limoncello, in a bar in the village square,
He was lonely and heartbroken, you would often find him there,
His heart was filled with sorrow, he felt twisted and torn inside,
When a waitress in a black dress, came and whispered as he cried,
‘Do you know there’s a blue pool, born out of the mountain str…Read More

Glutton…

they used to tell me
it looks like I’m hunting trouble
leaving them thinking I enjoy the drama

I get it…
I do
I can see how it might seem that way to you

but that’s not it
I’m not chasing more of the same
same shit different day
I actually prefer peace and quiet

it’s just…
I’m used to my own darkness
…my…Read More