Thursday, August 27, 2015

A song I wrote. And while I know that no one follows this blog,
I wrote this with some serious heart.
I hope ya'll like it :)

You can put your hand in my hand, honey,
You can get lost in my arms.
We can get lost in the space between heartbeats
And I can get lost in your charms

But when I look into the skys,
that are your open eyes,
I don't just see your scars,
I see that you and I
are chasing cars.
We're chasing cars

I'm so happy
that you are my man,
but you feel sadness
like no one else can,

the blackness is darker than any ink.
I want to be your rock,
but I'm scared I'll make you sink
I am scared you'll sink
I am scared

You've shown me the scared,
little boy that's inside
who's fighting through the fear
by throwin' pebbles in the tide.

So call, I will listen,
hard enough to hear
If I see you about to fall
I wanna' be your wonderwall
be your wonderwall
I'm your wonderwall

It's not always fun,
but you make me better,
You're the song that I hum,
and words in my love letter
When you've been mad
you've show me that you cared
because you know that
I get scared

I may not be brave,
always tripping on my feet
Like the snails that you save,
who get lost on the street,
I wanna' be the shell surrounding you,
your home and safe retreat
let me hold the white flag,
surrender is not defeat
It's not defeat


You've shown me that I have a scared,
little boy inside
who's fighting through the fear
by throwin' pebbles in the tide.

So when I call, I hope you listen,
hard enough to hear.
and if you see me fall,
I hope you'll be my wonderwall
be my wonderwall
be my wonderwall

My strong man,
I know you're hurting,
but I've got a message
and a I have got a plan
for that scared little boy inside
who's fighting through the fear
by throwin' pebbles in the tide

You are not lost,
You just haven't been found,
I will not give up,
and I choose to stand my ground
when you feel like you're
just about to fall
Let me try to be
your wonderwall.

Monday, April 2, 2012

Absorbing scattered light, like always reaching for a dream,
never being more than a pebble to the stream,
never being more than a tapestry's frayed seam.
Twirling through the air as if a jugglers knife,
of their never-ending job, exhausted from the strife.
I see the leaves dance as they seek to grace the earth with their last vestiges of life
Their hope is simple, their cause is great
That in new life they may elate,
That their cause, like a syncopated heart may beat: forward
And new growth may burst skyward.

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

How is it that marigolds did not bloom from the folds made by our clasped hands? How is it that that the stars haven’t cried since the day that we died? Ohh but they did my love, and they always will. For I know that the sky, and I, still miss you. The clouds were my pillow and, like the lonely willow must also be weeping for our long gone love. Like the sap from the tree, the pain in my heart can’t stop seeping. For when I wake, the sheets are stained with more tears, than I could ever make. Please graft me my lover, and grow within the shade of my arms. This I say to the echoes of our entwined heartbeats, and your charms. This I ask to my lover long gone. Tell me how I became your pond and you my ripple, I your cane and you my cripple. I may have held you up, but without you holding me I lacked the strength to stand. So I must fall.

Tuesday, March 6, 2012


Become the sand enfolded in the draft that is me.
Become dust within me.
Float across my body, and become the leaves to my tree.
Let the falling leaves be our eulogy.

Sunday, February 12, 2012

It's body is the track, It's soul is the train.
Sit, don't fidget, you must refrain.
Eyes open, hearts grow cold as we forget to fight the mold.
Tilt the cart and sparks will fly.
Stop, the masses will reply.
Be as dry as dust blow brush,
and be open to the fires' touch
Try to avoid it's gorgon gaze,
And watch as I set my heart ablaze.