Moments are hopeful, wishful. Time is a demon, independent-minded. Not doddering, but cagey. Memory blinded. Inventing reassuring stories. Lost in our own shadow. Gray, ghostly sunsets. Missing flavors of the rainbow. Keeping ourselves at arm’s length. Leaning on a crutch of a dream. Safely for any tomorrow. Circling on the Gulf Stream. What is gone, … More It’s Never Too Late
Searching, what do I give to you? Days, I pondered and debated Showing, we are a blended two Perfect, not too little or overstated — Learning, the rhythm takes time Imperfect, a misstep and unforced error Knowing, we won’t always rhyme Retiring, the wayward wayfarer — Asking, my unabashed story Searching, for magic lasting years … More For the Asking
Time is no longer on my side It won’t wait for me Nor fit in a bottle And too fast to see Time is a disappearing act Here one moment Then a faded memory Too late to lament Time washes the record Details fall away History turns to gold Truth is just hearsay Time is … More Time Is…
You say hey, I say what? I know exactly what you got It’s how you look at me That tells me what I see
I promoted myself to retiree Life is a whole new dance card Suddenly I’ve misplaced my purpose Rudderless, with no on-duty lifeguard — Mondays, just another free day Fridays, part of the perpetual weekend Adrift in a sea of vacation Calm, absent any wind — What will I do today? Same as the day before … More Captain of the Gravy Boat
My heart no longer is just mine Two heartbeats now a pair Creating a new, soulful rhythm A code only you and I share — Age reduces affinity for impulse and silliness Normally reserved, caring more what others think Forever past when I felt this burning inner glow Unabashedly singing off-key instead of lip sync … More My Heart Belongs to You
An overdose of existential dulls my cognition Unraveling a thread from a neuron knot Stretching it endlessly around the cosmos Floating above it all, a visceral astronaut ## Newton says we will fall back to Earth Tumbling thru the gray matter of the mind Concentration drifting as synapses fire A Technicolor rainbow but I’m color-blind … More I Had Too Much to Think Last Night
Arriving on my own time Preferring to schedule my own show I may be slow to the finish line But will always savoir a rainbow — Struggling with these holes in my memory To think I was daydreaming in class Now I have forgotten why birds sing Yet I know about neutrons in atomic mass … More Late for My Own Sunrise
There is no bottom beneath me Life is forlorn and fallow Light bends and is swallowed whole Twelve long months of shadow — Storm after storm pummels No safe harbor in sight Winds of misfortune howl Each day requires all my might — Drifting around the drain A hand reaches thru the riptide With the … More Darkness Retreats
No matter the journey’s length I can’t wait, till home is in view The same butterflies remind me The road always leads back to you — Your wondrous look greets this soul And the feeling of your heartbeat Is only surpassed by one sensation The kiss makes this guy complete — You leave me struggling … More The Kiss That’s Life
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