I caught a sneak peek of the great beyond its shadow relentlessly follows me these days I feel its breath on the back of my neck which makes the hair there rise when you live this long you begin to feel it tug on you with its invisible hand through an obscure curtain no doubt… Continue reading done so wrong
there is a time to talk and we know it's now as it was then that we uncover all our yearnings that we dispel all our grudges that someday you and I will be the breeze remembered.
clothes lines and trash burners those were the days I long to return to if life could only be rewound I would go willingly back to relive it all and do things right the next time around.
when I'm gone I'm not awake I'm not asleep I'm still aware I know I'm me do not weep for keep your tears they are your own but there I lie I'm not down deep I became everything yet nothing at all I fly through the air to the ends of the universe it sings… Continue reading when I go
we love our old fashioned simpler times our best days gone those behind us old movies our music our memories of school this was our time captured in a frame we know things were better way back in the day and wish we could return and everyone young will have their day and when they… Continue reading we love our old fashioned
walk down the root cracked sidewalks and howl at the moon your naked lunch is being served cold on the potholed road to San Francisco pull out your pocket full of poems under the city lights and shout you must sell all your stuff to live in your California have you seen their supermarkets and… Continue reading Back to Greenwich Village
should have moved out of this lousy crappy city this city of sorrow a long time ago while I was young and stupid but you see I got involved with these women who blocked my progress and I was always a weak man who did what they wanted to please them and all the money… Continue reading city of sorrow
Keep rowing that canoe even though you got out into it too late in the day it moves slow dipping in each ripple of this lake a child stares at you from the shore but his mother soon comes to him and grabs his hand it was a warm day children still play and laugh… Continue reading canoe
Oh, those wonderful days of confusion drunk lost not knowing me smothered in sugar spice fire and ice living inside a realm of lies I kept coming up missing pouring another glass of wine it drowned out the noises of the world I had an excuse back then I could say I didn't know life… Continue reading those wonderful days of confusion
Upon reflection I always wanted to distance myself from old people (now I am one, an old geezer, not a people pleaser) I now pray in a steeple. and, I am not out to make any old friends all they do is give me their philosophy of life complain about the world (kind of like… Continue reading Upon reflection