canary yellow sun
Seen in dismal spots through skeleton walls
Sleeping outside in the winter
Some how I lost the promise
that lives inside your warmth
Bridges carry me to smiles
crossing straight lines through a void and empty room
Nothing sinking in
Nothing giving in.
Pull me to the inside
Where I can show
the depth of the rainbow hiddin beneath your shadow
Canary yellow sun
shining on dry canvas
As you walk away
The cell is cold.
Carving out the bones.
Sleeping outside in the winter
Some how I lost the promise
that lives in your warmth .
my hands are tied
bleeding glass broken heart
spills.
I wanted to see it all.
Come crashing down.
Nothin is sinking in
Nothin giving in.
I'm losing my smile.
As I watch you walk away
Thursday, January 30, 2014
Monday, January 27, 2014
Classical
I go through pages of lovers
I am left with the quotations and deleted line .
I erase moments that belong in needle
I erase moments that belong in needle
thread bear with eyes watching misunderstood
You never read the story line
Under white linen dress innocence lies
You never read the story line
Under white linen dress innocence lies
I am butterfly
I am justice seeking the fight
The heroine of love long died
I'm bound in train tracks
Roped mistakes
Tamed by the light
Always missing the train
Loving the moment of life
I'm a message in a bottle
Out to sea
I'm a wall broken for you to see
I'm the voice on the stage at night
To never be subtracted
Or defined
A definition in the key of the piano plays
Depending on the day
You can see me there on that page
Monday, November 18, 2013
Lions
Rose petals worn by perils of
thorns
in leather bounding love
in prisons of lost languages and
sentences
never coming and never amounting
to one result
If you could look me in the eye
feel my iris ignite
past the beauty of the deception of your
lies
the ones the monsters have told you
the one beauty that lies in front of you
She is screaming
but you can not hear her
she knows your name
she is bleeding for you
cut by your walls
She sleeps outside
No lullaby's
I am inside you looking out
I am your fingers reaching in
Waking up the lion
sleeping amongst the pain.
Never grasping together to feel we are
one result .................
Saturday, August 24, 2013
Cuffed
Cuffed
I am the refuge
Feel
me
Heroine in your veins pulsing
Quick
fantasy poker
Left
for Jokers
Call
Me Queen
Time
evaporates like spoiled milk
Expiration
date has been met
Let
me explain
How
you can’t escape
I
am the god
Come
out and play.
Tell
me darling
Your
wrist slit
Veins
spilled
You
can’t run from me
I
know every lie
The
devil tells me
Thought
you were friends
Satan
tries to taunt me
Shackled and bonded to hate
Abusing me
I'm coming
You can’t break free
I warned you
Sunday, August 18, 2013
10x7
Found some new material
Layin around in my pocket
Behind some lip gloss
Where my life is packed in that 10x7
you smack me and smile
No lookin back-
I hide the tears behind yesterdays sunglasses….
It’s me and you kid
Alone again.
This pop star beauty
And no one’s looking back at me
Except this one page mirror glass
Broken in the back seat
As we drive in this get away car you wave good bye to me.
Have you got a clue?
I manage a smile
As I walk room to room
Of a broken home
I once new
I escape from the nursery we called our home
I fall to the floor
Where every tear echo’s
I gather myself together
And I leave the keys.
North
Packed my bags for the holiday
The winter is freezing my judgmentand the rain plays classical on purgatory standard
I breathe one more time
puffy red lips stained with yesterdays bad coffee
Adding some sugar
baking cakes...
The holocaust is over
I say its just the beginning of a rainy-day
I fold and meet her smile half way
a rainbow hiding in a black storm
simple and timeless
I'm traveling by train
no one will find me this time
I'm on my way
The crystal ball was clear
The ocean is empty
a result of laughter missing
Tell me
what does adding and subtracting equal out to be
Ill take my blanket this time
warm weather never fancied me anyway.
Sunday, August 11, 2013
Coma
I found you today
The hiding spectacle of broken glass
a shrouded rainbow gone black
save me grace take my hand instead
the page is long gone and im dead
the challenge is- they left me with the pistol
and - bought bullets instead
go ahead turn the other way!
they said I enjoyed it any way
Its crack cocaine
its crack cocaine
they said I was on drugs
I wasn't
I was on rape
But he saved me
and then
they took him away
There is no damage in shame
just shame in your blame
with your dressed up picture frames
I ran for help
I ran for help
there was only one to save me
and you took him away
Sunday, June 30, 2013
Ex- traction
dilated heart tracking the congestion of time
lonely coffee bars can hear the music playing
haunting from the other sidelipstick stains napkins
softening the torture of good byes
the devil watches in compassion
I suffer ye the lies .
a crowd of inventors watch me from heavens sky
They wonder if we can give it one last try.
The phone in my pocket erasing memories as you type.
Dilated infraction , puzzling time.
funerals are promisedeyelash falls as I cry
Black and white balloons shell the future
as they sit in red attire.
I the canvas for the weak and blind
torn pages of open paint
with no picture and with out design.
The lion hunts me
tells me to rest
but I cant tonight.
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Holocaust
Theres a progression of angles and evil thundering in ashes above
The sun cant rise on carousel spinning in black and white Holocaust
the world is breaking iris closed tight
tears scream over the muted piano playing
I can't find the ocean to get me out of here
My ship is cast a shore
I am wilted with no rose
Tell me your secret
I have unveiled the curtain
Its my wonderland
no one else gets in
I sit in this symphony a perfect tragedy
I write
as the war wages on
I see you here
In color
Hearts winning
Devils falling
Fighting to set sail once again
Sunday, March 31, 2013
Hide and Seek (1)
Alice finds me in the window (pain)
"The crowd is about to speak," she says
"You talk funny" , I say
"no one understands but you," she says...
The devil has a way of grinning that seems so beautiful.
draws you in and spits you out in the gutter
Alice.
Your dress is like sea foam clouds
funny how you always find the rabbit hole just in time
as we say amen.
will it be alright.
"The crowd is about to speak," she says
"You talk funny" , I say
"no one understands but you," she says...
The devil has a way of grinning that seems so beautiful.
draws you in and spits you out in the gutter
Alice.
Your dress is like sea foam clouds
funny how you always find the rabbit hole just in time
as we say amen.
will it be alright.
Friday, March 8, 2013
Notes
Your coal burning contrite in my lint pocket
There is something about a cloudy day
missing your sunny perfection
There's a state of assurance as the crowd closes in
The rickety trambone of the homeless man asks me for change
I am reminded that you are their, waiting
I am here on this street freezing under this cover of winter
Waiting to be saved.
Clever magazine adds don't tell me a thing at midnight
as I change my jeans I am alone instead
and the jazz music never changes
So I wait for the dawn, Ever coming
Ever promising.
But the message is blank and you left a scar on my leg.
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Midnight
Rag doll sits in cinderella glass slipper
Reading the newspaper
ink jet print social communist
unraveling my day like cancer
Theres a drug in my vein
Vengence.
Im reading suicide letters in the obituaries wondering..
Is mine next.
Im pressed up against the glass wall.
On display. A humuliation. A gutter .
Used in black garter. gold kneck tie, spent .
All Alone. Cliche ,
I am reaching.. Screams echo, but nothing.
Walls come crashing down,
Cinderella you were never perfect.
Cinderella it's midnight and no one came
to save you.
Theres no one at your grave tonight.
Reading the newspaper
ink jet print social communist
unraveling my day like cancer
Theres a drug in my vein
Vengence.
Im reading suicide letters in the obituaries wondering..
Is mine next.
Im pressed up against the glass wall.
On display. A humuliation. A gutter .
Used in black garter. gold kneck tie, spent .
All Alone. Cliche ,
I am reaching.. Screams echo, but nothing.
Walls come crashing down,
Cinderella you were never perfect.
Cinderella it's midnight and no one came
to save you.
Theres no one at your grave tonight.
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
Intermission (1)
Rust compiles into pages
Empty glasses write when I no longer can.
Alice grows.
Can no longer chase the rabbit, nor feel the cold wind blow.
Crawling fingerprints break , glass scrapes
I have made it around the bend.
A new story , I have found beyond the stack of cards
The cat sits in his tree .
His grin abounding
They thought I would drowned.
Upside down hallways
Braille letters left in stone.
Wax museums of hearts
Where mine has not been left.
The clock spins forward and back.. forward and back...
Shake hands with the devil, Thanks him for the glass of wine
and say good night.
I escape this time...
The coffin is open, The treasures are far beneath the ocean
The war commander sets sail....
Jesus in one hand , her cigar in the other....
Empty glasses write when I no longer can.
Alice grows.
Can no longer chase the rabbit, nor feel the cold wind blow.
Crawling fingerprints break , glass scrapes
I have made it around the bend.
A new story , I have found beyond the stack of cards
The cat sits in his tree .
His grin abounding
They thought I would drowned.
Upside down hallways
Braille letters left in stone.
Wax museums of hearts
Where mine has not been left.
The clock spins forward and back.. forward and back...
Shake hands with the devil, Thanks him for the glass of wine
and say good night.
I escape this time...
The coffin is open, The treasures are far beneath the ocean
The war commander sets sail....
Jesus in one hand , her cigar in the other....
Sunday, April 22, 2012
Soldiers Will
Drive
the hour glass
Pounding white lines into tears
As he screams .. I whisper ...
God help me...
There's a soldier.
Lost inside me.
Buried under someones memories
I pull over
Black streams to puddles
beauty fades to your fingers
thrown in an ocean
One man's loss
One man's treasure
Blood was spilled for me..
He whispers back...
Half cocked smile
I get back in the car
He says nothing can take my place.
I whisper,
I feel you.
The phone rings...
My stomach
aches,
Voicemail.
Live by clarity.
He screams he never loved me...
God are you there?
He answers..
I love you....
the hour glass
Pounding white lines into tears
As he screams .. I whisper ...
God help me...
There's a soldier.
Lost inside me.
Buried under someones memories
I pull over
Black streams to puddles
beauty fades to your fingers
thrown in an ocean
One man's loss
One man's treasure
Blood was spilled for me..
He whispers back...
Half cocked smile
I get back in the car
He says nothing can take my place.
I whisper,
I feel you.
The phone rings...
My stomach
aches,
Voicemail.
Live by clarity.
He screams he never loved me...
God are you there?
He answers..
I love you....
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
The Crowd
Conquest makes a fisted presence
through broken bone.
I have all these promises
I fight them alone.
funny red lips
empty mirror
closed buttons.
A thousand prayers.
A voice in a thunder storm
where you swear no one knows your name.
And she is standing
against the train.
starving for the chance to start over again.
The beggar asks for her change
but what he does not realize
is that she is more the beggar than he.
through broken bone.
I have all these promises
I fight them alone.
funny red lips
empty mirror
closed buttons.
A thousand prayers.
A voice in a thunder storm
where you swear no one knows your name.
And she is standing
against the train.
starving for the chance to start over again.
The beggar asks for her change
but what he does not realize
is that she is more the beggar than he.
Saturday, February 11, 2012
The Scars
There's a door
stained hinge
Pulling me close
How do I close this open window
to every finger print
that brought me too
this quicksand?
I pray in my car ,
no one sees me cry.
As I leave his straight jacket voice
does he hear my prayers.
I look in the mirror ,
I'm not where I once was.
I'm stronger
I'm weaker
Covered in strength and fear.
I fall asleep alone with my lullaby smiling back at me
Generations of mistakes
This door handle full of blood..
A wounded warrior who wouldn't quit.
But there is no one on the other side fighting to grab my finger tips...
She is screaming in the car..
The music plays loud..
How do I make scars laughter again?
How do I make the demons run away?
I pray for my Angels to protect them as they sleep the night away...
I slam the door..
I know God is here..
The radio says.. The lion roars...
Just tryin to erase the tears...
Rusted hinge..Is any one listening?
Do they understand?
stained hinge
Pulling me close
How do I close this open window
to every finger print
that brought me too
this quicksand?
I pray in my car ,
no one sees me cry.
As I leave his straight jacket voice
does he hear my prayers.
I look in the mirror ,
I'm not where I once was.
I'm stronger
I'm weaker
Covered in strength and fear.
I fall asleep alone with my lullaby smiling back at me
Generations of mistakes
This door handle full of blood..
A wounded warrior who wouldn't quit.
But there is no one on the other side fighting to grab my finger tips...
She is screaming in the car..
The music plays loud..
How do I make scars laughter again?
How do I make the demons run away?
I pray for my Angels to protect them as they sleep the night away...
I slam the door..
I know God is here..
The radio says.. The lion roars...
Just tryin to erase the tears...
Rusted hinge..Is any one listening?
Do they understand?
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Cards (1)
Cards..
I keep waiting....
If I could I would get an old GTO
re write every promise in smoke
Watch them fall like ashes one by one...
Scarlett letters bleed into empty promises
The Ace pretends to be a King
I fold........
One hand
I threw the dice
You left the table
The labyrinth we mold out of cards
Gambling dreams
Speaking truth as it leaves your mouth it burns....
How do we believe
When you raped me of everything I knew
I am the devil you never want to face eye to eye
I am the angel who protects under perfect wings
I am the soldier who won a thousand wars
Alice speaks
snow falls
She is laughing
She is swallowed alive
I write a script
I know every word by heart
Ill sing you to sleep
And poison your heart at the same time
An abortion of hope
Cut the heart into pieces
Love rots
My veins run cold
I ask Jesus for advice
He says..
Darling don't believe the lies
My world becomes small
when I thought we were big
I dance at this funeral
You say it's how it was supposed to be
Never felt that way .....when you were holding me.
Trade a secret with me
Ask your heart to be free
I read the Braille on the walls of your trench coat
that used to protect me
Whats it like to have a voice?
I am a Scarlett letter
I am the seine
in your shallow sea.
Never had a chance
Who can contain me?
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Straight Jacket
Straight Jacket voice charms the mind
As I sit and stare at the ceiling tonight.
There is no going back this time.
Blame sits on your shelf
In a pornographic world full of hate
It's all a mistake
I was just the cloud of smoke you created
I lay here with a million winning tickets
and you have a million losing ends.
A spine cringes as you enter the room
you have your illusions
I have these gates.
So I toss my cigar in the ocean
Pull the anchor
It's the last you will see of this Commander any way.
As I sit and stare at the ceiling tonight.
There is no going back this time.
Blame sits on your shelf
In a pornographic world full of hate
It's all a mistake
I was just the cloud of smoke you created
I lay here with a million winning tickets
and you have a million losing ends.
A spine cringes as you enter the room
you have your illusions
I have these gates.
So I toss my cigar in the ocean
Pull the anchor
It's the last you will see of this Commander any way.
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Soul Mate
Twisted around metal conclusion
Ripping my bones from your pillow
hiding the pools of blood as I shed tears in the bathtub
hollow drain makes for eyes
I feel the cold inside
Waiting for someone to save me tonight
I see beauty in a picture frame
there never mine.
I reach for your fingers
but your to far away.
I crawl in the dark
searching for the heart
but its never there...
I whisper in the rain
I hear nothing
I wait for the story -
Of souls touching.
Instead...
I hear sirens,
He says, " She isn't breathing."
I say, " Maybe she is....
Ripping my bones from your pillow
hiding the pools of blood as I shed tears in the bathtub
hollow drain makes for eyes
I feel the cold inside
Waiting for someone to save me tonight
I see beauty in a picture frame
there never mine.
I reach for your fingers
but your to far away.
I crawl in the dark
searching for the heart
but its never there...
I whisper in the rain
I hear nothing
I wait for the story -
Of souls touching.
Instead...
I hear sirens,
He says, " She isn't breathing."
I say, " Maybe she is....
Monday, October 17, 2011
Transformed
The love affair begun
When I was salvaged from death
And He said,
I Am.
I was traded on the black market
lied to and told I was worth the weight
of fools gold.
My bones were trampled down to the soul.
But then from the grave He came
I wear his love on patches, stitched on my heart
I will sing his anthem
There is nothing in this world that can keep me from the truth
I have a love affair with my Jesus.
If you need to be rescued
all you need is salvation.
When I was salvaged from death
And He said,
I Am.
I was traded on the black market
lied to and told I was worth the weight
of fools gold.
My bones were trampled down to the soul.
But then from the grave He came
I wear his love on patches, stitched on my heart
I will sing his anthem
There is nothing in this world that can keep me from the truth
I have a love affair with my Jesus.
If you need to be rescued
all you need is salvation.
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