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we were young once
in years – yes
but beyond that…
in ways you cannot quantify
a youth borne of possibility
maybes still on the horizon
with wide open eyes
taking chances…
for the sheer joy of doing
because of the challenge it represented…
the suspicion…
it had never before been tried
sufficient reason…Read More

Glass Houses and Crusaders

listen
I’m not angry
I know you mean well
but I need to set one thing straight
I don’t need anyone charging in
trying to save my day
swinging a shiny sword
astride a big white horse
not when I’m already taking action
I fight my own battles
mop my own damn floors
 
like that knight ever on a crusade
you…Read More

Depends What Matters…

I don’t know if it’s a society thing…
or what
but this standard that directs us to follow a specified path
you meet…you marry…pop out a few kids
never forgetting the coveted white picket fence

I have a question…
what if that pattern…
isn’t really one size fits all…

I think of all the miserable…Read More

Unstable Faultlines and Explosive Boots

I saw him in the back of the room
a wide space between him and the crowd
no one acknowledged his presence
he was…a non-entity
it was a self-imposed exile
however unintended

I wanted to feel sorry for him
sipping his drink in silence
amidst all the gaiety and laughter
but I’d felt the brunt…Read More

Break Out

do you exist in a cocoon…
locked up…buttoned down…
but never evolving?

or do you break out…
spread wings meant for flight
and soar into the night?

Reality of Now

we could spend our time talking
catching up on our day to day
going over little details
cover the minutiae

but that seems like such a waste
we have…right here
right now
no more than that
and who knows when you’ll be back

so let’s drop the illusion
that there’s any more time…
than…this

life offers no gu…Read More

“Burned out the TV set
Burned outta sex
I ain’t trashed
I’m fucking wrecked.”

– Sammy Hagar

In a Sammy Hagar mood tonight. This was a drinking song back in the day. Enjoy.. Appreciate you.

Damian

Insidious

I’m willing to sacrifice myself
to prove the truth
of my words
of me

are you willing to do the same?

lies…
in time…
will be uncovered
and everyone will see

the scuttling
ear to ear
insidiously whispering
it will be seen

I have never changed

eventually they’ll know
and perhaps remember
but it will be too…Read More

F*ck the Game

anyone could tell you
I was never a raving beauty
even my family would agree

too many freckles
not enough oomph
that indefinable thing
(whatever it was)
that made other girls stunning

think of them as Barbies
and me…a paper doll
not much without all the added extras
and even they left details…Read More

Not Really Mine…

as passion spills from my pen…
I show him what I’ve written
ask if I should share…
or keep it hidden

he quietly demures…
shakes his head and says…
he would not censure my words
that I own my verse

I smile and sigh
knowing the truth deep inside
without him…
these little love notes…
would not even be here

Shadow Haunting

don’t look at her
she’s not at her best just now
it isn’t the disheveled hair
or the worn out sweats she’s wearing
but if you study her appearance
you’ll see the struggle in her bearing

in the way her eyes slide sideways
a magnetic repulsion effect
slipping away from any chance meeting
guarded…
there’s no safety…Read More

Just a Flesh Wound

just walk it off
how bad can it be?
if they have to ask…
they really don’t get it

The bass line.. The message.. What else do you need to know??? Appreciate you.

Damian

Tina was a powerhouse live. This is one of my favorite songs of hers, I love the blues/rock vibe. Enjoy.. Appreciate you.

Damian

I’m a huge Tina Turner fan. I also grew up in the MTV era, so I remember this video growing up. The song alone is powerful storytelling but then you add in a video it adds more layers. By the way that guitar solo is done by the one and only Jeff Beck. I’m bringing…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

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

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

Fia, This is the song that defined my teenage years. As always the lyrics are key. They will be down below. This is my favorite version and performance off of MTV’s Unplugged.

Oh, hello Mr. Soul, I dropped by to pick up a reason
For the thought that I caught…Read More

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

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