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Friday, March 29, 2013

falls from heaven

An angel falls from heaven
Dragging me all the way to hell
An adrenaline rush of decline
With those baby blue eyes
Looking up saying 
I fell from heaven
With all the goodness
Innocents with crooked smile
Twisting words with a laugh
In hell there is a door 
From which heaven is visible
The angel looks at it and shrugs
Didn't have one of those in heaven
What do you mean 
There are no doors in heaven
You can see everything except hell
The angel laughs and the devil cries
A little poetry in you heart

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

the books never read

All that was said
In all the books
You have never read
The band stopped playing
Looked up  in the middle of a set
That boy has it
What every it is
He has it in spades
The singers words echo
In books we don't read
There is a story
The drums beat in this heart
And a boy grows to a man
There will be a time 
When you can't hurt him
With what you say and what you do
There will a time
When you won't effect him
He will look past you
Indifferent recognition 
The band plays their heavy melody
His voice echoes on trees
His voice echoes in the leaves
All that was said
In all the books
You have never read
There is a story
About a boy who becomes a man
You can't hurt him any more
With what you do and what you say
He will stare through you
Indifference recognition

Sunday, March 24, 2013

A perfect dream

Trying to make it better
Going to make you believe
One last time
Trying to make it better
Going to make you believe
One last time
Stuck on this train
With only one way to go
And a non refundable ticket 
Do you know me at all 
In this till the end
Some people take the easy way
All those snow flakes
Are like music notes
The music only meant for a few
A perfect dream
Wondering where you are
Trying to make it better
Going to make you believe
One last time
Stuck in this rain
Feeling the heat
Not much left to talk about
The water runs down 
Soaking  as it goes
Cleaning the dirt away
Burning like fire
Wishing the rain was snow
On a train with one place in mind
Knowing it left the station
So very long ago
Trying to make it better
Going to make you believe
One last time

Friday, March 22, 2013

Two Boys



Two boys in white sports car
Out of gas on the side of the road
With a Jerry can in their hand
Hey where you going 
No where we are out of gas
The road we travel is our own
Looking for a party if you dare
Two boys in a white sports car
Out of gas on the side of the road
With a Jerry can in their hand
Their plates so colorful
From so far away
Their accent so familiar 
I hear it everyday
Hey where you going 
No where i am out of gas
The road i travel is mu own
Looking for a party if you care
Okay I will help get some gas
I am not sure if want to stop here
It isn't heaven and it isn't hell
Somewhere in between 
Like that hotel in California 
The one you can never leave from
 Two boys in a white sports car
Out of gas on the side of the road
With a Jerry can in their hand
Hey where you going 
No where we are out of gas
The road we travel is our own
Looking for a party if you care
Talked to those boys 
The other day
Working at the mill
Looking for reasons to leave
Thinking of reasons to stay
It’s a beautiful day  
Was all they had to say

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Sunday, March 17, 2013

Subtle Paradox

Seven years of yesterday's
A destination of guessing
Wisdom is a well traveled  road
A journey of blind faith
Russian  roulette with a fully loaded car
The results all the same
Classic with subtle undertones
Societies dementia of the now
The alchemist breath turning to gold
Calm look of a fishy eye stare
With VIPs waltzing through
The look of disgust etched deep
All roads lead to Rome
Past all the crumbling stones
Mankind building it up 
Just to do it again
The paradox of repeating mistakes
The fallacies of the everyday
As living life gets in the way
Believing we make a difference
Thinking our ripples mater
In a billion suns 
We are all just dust
Words of philosophical cowboy
There is always someone
Who hurts more
Who's story is worse 
Someone has a book full
Like they are keeping score
It really does not matter

Thursday, March 14, 2013

Mending illusions

Felt in every breath
Felt in every touch
Obscure waiting
uncertain future
 Troubled mind
All the foolish causes
Mending illusions
Tears of the uncaring
A memory felt
Felt in every breath
Felt in every touch
Seen in every reflection
Heard in every melody
The fragrance of everyday 
The perfume of every sunrise
Discounted as memory fades
The illusion we all have
Cherished uncertain future
Delusions of every dream
Felt in every breath
Felt in every touch
Discounted as life fades
On the alter sober thought
Justice of karma
For karma don't care

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Every melody



Every melody a memory
The dilemma of the popular
 A sadness that won't go away
Drawn by the loneliness 
Patience of fluttering wings
The honesty of forgotten good byes 
Numbness sadder than normal
The plane flies under the clouds
Above the frost in the trees
Where the sun shines all the time
In a place without reason
Sincerity of empty tears
The four things that matter
Integrity dignity, intelligence and imagination 
As a yellow cab drives away
Double the venom of happy
Karma Immortalized 
Where you can see 
The horizon touch the sky
The plague in shadows 
Throwing it away
Life's poignant drama

Sunday, March 10, 2013

Devils son



Devils son
Orphans of heaven
The rules of anarchy 
Made up as they go along
Harvesting the souls of disenfranchised
Reaping the discarded 
Guardians of the gates of hell
Riding their black stallions 
Ubiquitous Immortals in black
Horned Death heads their mark
Daredevils of the black hearted smile 
Untouchable 

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

the same song

Hopeless grin
Listening to the same song
Over and over
It's about a feeling
One from long ago
You have to seal you need
Be brave and let go
It hurts I know
Leaving without saying good bye
Something's are to late
Because you have already left
Pushing it letting you down
Sometimes you have to let go
Listening to the same song
Over and over again
It's about a feeling
One that is long gone
Listening to memories 
Each one with its own tune
It makes you smile 
It hurts too I know
Listening to the same song
Over and over
It's about a feeling
One from long ago
You have to seal you need
Be brave and let go
It hurts I know
Close your eyes
They won't  see
    

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Sinners

All men are sinners
All men tell lies
Even good men have secrets
A family heirloom 
In the middle of all the darkness
All women are sinners
All women tell lies
Even good ladies have secrets
Like a larval lamp
It is slow and smooth
Dexterously tying knots
All people are sinners
All people tell lies
Even good people have secrets
 No time for sympathy
Gyrations between boundaries and smiles  
Chronically deceptive 
 Weighted by expectations
Proclaimed the decay
Attributes of the couture crowd
All men are sinners
All women tell lies
Even good people have secrets
A disappointment of sorts
An insane extravagance

Monday, March 4, 2013

Tedious

Tedious 
A flower 
Each petal unequivocal
Finding one in a field full
Tedious 
A snow flake
Each one a master piece
Finding one in a snow storm
With your eyes closed
Tedious 
Is a flower under the snow
The ice freezing its glow
Just waiting a chance
To breath under the suns gaze
Tedious 
Each second an hour
Each day an month
As the flower hibernates
 Weighted under all the white
Tedious 
A flower 
Each petal unequivocal
Finding one in a field full
Each one a beautifully master piece
Finding one in a field full
As it points to you
The tedious wait