I Know Who

Played both sides of the fence
so it didn't matter who won
so perfect
Walking away intact
Walls crumble
Armies fall
I scribe new ink into my side
reminders of days
mementos

Redeem

Leaves rustle
Windy afternoon
Surfing the heat wave
pushing east
stealing
thieving feelings
Tolerate the broken dreams
You can't get it back
but soon baby Jack
Will heal what ever is cracked
Still alive
I burn like a short fuse
as the city blacks out
And we dance to a summer cricket song
Forgetting all that went wrong

Dream 799

The Lion eats the lambs heart
Sucks up the sand
Drinks the sea
The Falcon takes the rabbit
Flies the horizon
Sharpens the talons
The Bear mauls the Sun
Shreds its children
Rages in the forest
The Fox chases the moon
Loves the stars
Swims the Milky Way
It snows in July
The world flips upside down
The Turtle rights himself
Closes his eyes
Sleeps the sleep of babes

10 Minutes

Buried under gravel
under white capped waves
waving from third story window
Candles burn to piles of wax
like chewing gum under a desk
hearts carved in wood
browning with age
Peeling bark
In summer park

2 In A Day Isn't Bad

My heart is
No longer water soluble
it stands firm in a downpour
how could you have chosen anyone else
all those qualities that shine like stars
Or trolls treasure
You passed over a bright sunny day
In return for a cloudy forecast
The little children scrawling chalk art
on the cracked sidewalks
Chant love poems they don't understand yet
Blow bubbles up into second story windows
catch butterflies in mason jars
I breathe in the smell of cut grass
soak up vitamin D
And return to my work

Antsy

I open your eyes with kisses
The Sun peeping over the Horizon
You smile and return my love
I sit at my desk and write poems
they flow out of me
Unstopped
My mind runs with words like a torrent
flooding paper and screen alike
Speaking in riddles
You read over my shoulder
You kiss my cheek and rub your belly
Harboring a new life
I kiss that bump
And tell my child
"Get here soon,get here safe. I can't wait."

Soma

In the dream I am young
It is snowing and I am tunneling
Making paths through feet of snow
the air is that sleepy shade of grey
Then it jumps
Goes all fuzzy
I'm standing at the top of the stairs
Of the house on 4th street
In pajamas with feet
shadows move and grow below
voices shouting
I am three
I think
but somewhere in the back of my brain
I know it is a dream
I am really 36
sleeping in a king sized bed
Sleeping beside a woman who is carrying
a new life inside her that I helped create
and so these shadows and raised shouts don't frighten me
I dream remnants of my past
and wear them like medals of honor

Quick Thaw

Lights blink on the periphery
the machine was designed to correct mistakes
to allow the user to travel back and fix what they had broken
he planted a thosand seeds on a hundred planets
but to no avail
nothing would bring back his rocket ship angel
his time traveling dream
He paused before firing it up again
before rewinding

Green Thumb

This morning in your backyard garden
smelling of fresh flowers and morning dew
You nursed my blue bruise
and told me
what doesn't kill you will only make you stronger
stronger for that new life
that is rushing toward us
we grin at the thought
eyes shining like prisms
you lay your lips upon my skin
And kiss away the pain
I can't wait
I say
and you reply
I know

Myth Me

These dirty feet
treading worn rock road
these dreams that point to new songs
two rainbows were in the sky this morning
did they lead to two pots of gold
to a field of four leaf clovers
to silent lovers spread across dawn's meadow
he speaks magic words
offers tribute to fallen and forgotten Gods
Slows the passing of days
and drinks in the morning dew
drunk on sorcery
power spreads from his mouth
these dirty knees bend before the coming of a new age

It's Not What You Thought

Words
are what give me my power
My immortality
I will live forever through this sentence
Words
give me strength
Each one is carefully chosen
so when I say that I love you
there is truth and power in that phrase
words
words
I never waste them

Drinks on Me

Cornered
I am dangerous
seething
seeping
my blood boils
Love evaporates
west coast brings me
good and bad news
California
Pacific coast highway
I speed along
Smoking away any shred
of what was left
A funeral pyre
I will never answer back again
I rev the engine
And say hello to the future
and good bye to the space shuttle
dreams of what should have been

You Wouldn't Even Know Me

Once again my big mouth
and uncurbed anger
got the best of me
I threw the first punch and
the second
that satisfying feel of bone on bone
I'm getting good at this
ducking and swerving
smiling through the pain
so tell them all to bring it
I feel fucking invincible
and it's not just the booze talking this time

Brain Dump

It takes two or three rings
reading messages sent via text
reading palms via a smartphone screen
I predict trouble
red moon glowing in midnight sky
you fly higher than impossible
racing around the globe
to Eskimo kiss me
embracing change
continents apart
the west coast bleeds my talent
and resurrects my words in a twisted form
I love and love
and it pushes you farther away
I would drain these veins dry
I would die for you
die for you
and turn round and round in my grave
social networking is the curse of the new generation
and it will be their downfall
I pray for a different world
so my child will know peace and privacy

Lunar Cotton Tail

Chase rabbits across green meadows
Large boulders litter the landscape
Chase rabbits down into their rabbit holes
and dream of far away planets
Star filled windows
Rocket ship sickness
Home sickness
Arguing with ghosts
Chasing rabbits into rabbit holes
Barking, growling bloody murder
sleeping in zero gravity
floating in slumber
Chasing rabbits through wavy green blades
down star filled holes
Dreaming in weightlessness

Singing Songs

I miss the star on your foot
the shooting star I caught
But couldn't hold
I miss those baby babys wispered in my ear
As you tra la la down the street
I hum a broken tune
and cook tacos for dinner
drink beer for forgetting

I Always Knew

The earth undulates under my feet
your new future breaks on my shore
or is it the old future you had picked out
I was just a small detour
a dalliance
a game to play
So is life
we learn our lessons
and lose trust
so I'm taking two more shots of tequila
and writing this off as a bad dream

Late Evening Rain

I'm forgetting names
but remembering faces
your lighting strike
blazes purple neon across broken sky
ionizing the oxygen
I don't Guten Tag
nor do I Adios
I pick herbs from your garden
and count the days

Sontonas

The sun sets low behind the Iron Mountains
our fire cracks and burns red and gold
Maliek calls me master
even though I see us as equals
True, he is not as tall and mighty as I
but his wits are sharper than a Zinzack's claws
and his knowledge of the world runs deeper
than the Arkantant Sea
He knows the secrets of the painted rocks
of the Sindarcian desert
He speaks the language of the bronze covered
people of Cristo
Yet he bows to me and follows my lead
I who have destroyed the tainted idols of Kamacz
I who have plundered the treasure rich tombs
of the sharp-toothed Lisarians
We camp tonight
Hidden by rocky cliff
A warrior-thief and scholar
brief respite from long trails
dangerous adventures
We tell tales of beautiful women
and prepare for a new day
full of unknown secrets

Reading Palms

It has been a new challenge
trying to learn to live outside my old self
learning to live for another life
learning to let go of pain
and anger
and sadness
learning to not be so self centered
So that my child will grow up
knowing a father
without anger
without sadness
with out regret
A father that is not selfish
but selfless
knowing that this chaotic world
will be a bit more beautiful
with a new life in it

We Grow Wings

We hold hands in the dark
like two children scared of the rain
steps of soft gold lead us
to light and city parks
You shed tears that I wipe away
with soft words
soft
like baby blankets
We smile and shine so brightly
flashing like diamonds in the sun
like all things
like everything
I use to not believe in a predicted future
I use to not know myself
but change is forever changing
who we are sculpted to be
and now my pen's ink smells of ocean breezes
I walk out the front door
hand in hand with you
kicking tin cans and broken shells into the Atlantic ocean