Your Favorite Movie

Whatever you do
Don't tell me your name
Your face is enough for me
Here in the setting sun
Your bare back glistening with sweat
Hair hanging down
Cigarette upon your lips
You smile at me
As I sit here wearing a blanket
Basking in your glow
Don't ruin the moment
By talking about your job
Who you are
Or where you've been
All I need is your face
And maybe your favorite movie
But nothing more
Just your skin and voice
Will make this day complete

Written in June 2001

Scarf

I almost lost my scarf
It was windy outside
And it almost flew away
Like a bee from the hive
Or a bird leaving a nest
And it could have been beautiful
Waving in the wind
Blowing far far away
Like fleeting memories
Of days long ago and far away
It could have been those things
But it keeps my neck warm
So I caught it
Tucked it in
And kept moving
I just kept moving

Emptiness

Reaching into the darkness
Trying to recover the past
To understand where I'd been
Fighting off the madness
To uncover the truth
Behind all of the deceptions
My hand grasps at nothingness
Brain racing to comprehend
What this really means
And feeling the emptiness
I finally realize
It was that that I was trying to fill

Three Hats

Three hats hang upon the wall
At different times I've worn them all
Dressing up or out to play
I wore them all from day to day
Sometimes I put them back on
To remember days bygone
And hang them back up on each hook
Each has a story like a book
Those three hats will not be alone
As future hats that I do own
Will join those hats hanging up there
Those three hats I used to wear

Me Doctor

Sometimes when I watch TV
I like to think that I'm the Doctor
Flying in my TARDIS
Space and time at my command
And then I think about the pain
All of the sadness
All of the loneliness
And wonder if the Doctor
Would look at my life
And would like to think
That he could be me...

Only Actions

Every word said
Leaves its mark
On the world
On people
Good or bad
What is said is said
But they are still just words
And only actions
Will heal the wounded
Give comfort
Resound joy
Only actions
Can bring words to life

Through a Child's Eyes

Some things are better
When they stay memories
Because sometimes
Memories are better
Then reliving it
Especially in times
When the memories
Are of your childhood
And the heroes you once had
Are destroyed forever
And all because
You wanted to watch Voltron...

Future Painting

I grow tired and restless
Waiting for the moment
That I find my purpose
I begin to doubt
That it's anything I'll find in others
But something I must find in me
Tired of excuses
Of holding on
Waiting too long for an answer
So ahead I move
At full steam
All cylinders firing
Letting my fingers be my guide
As I type my way across the landscape
Painting my future
In words and images
On display for the world

4-Letters

Love is a four letter word
Like so many words
And so many things
It comes and goes
And passes like the breeze
But the memory remains
Like a haze
On a hot summer day
With you looking at me
One hand blocking the Sun
Wondering ho long it can last
Hoping it never ends
And living
Just to live

Written 6/2/2001

Illusions

Seeing your face in a crowd
makes me remember
how I once loved you
and could again
but I won't ever have that chance
So I watch
and you disappear behind a man
with thick glasses
and a black ball cap

Written 7/12/2000

Dreaming

Sleep my dear, the sleep of kings
And dream dreams of many things
And if in dream I do appear
Don't be afraid to draw me near
For in your head I am not sad
And you can dream of fun we had
In your dreams I shed no tears
Just sweet nothings for your ears
Just sleep my dear, close your eyes
And dream of open and blue skies

Written  June of 2000

Haiku of Slumber

The wife could not sleep
I put on The Civil Wars
Slumber has set in

- Author's Notes
I don't write many like this, but I felt like trying it out.

Hair Apparent

Hair falling all around me
Covering me in dyed fibers
Some showing their true age
Putting my age on display

I'm not an old man
I'm not a young man
I'm a man who has lived
I'm a man who has loved
I'm a man who has lost

Maybe that is the true measure
Of who and what a man is
That he is something more
Then the sum of his hairs

Fish Goning

I once had a pet fish
I set it free
For it did not seem right
To keep something
So alone
In such a small space
So far away from home
And maybe
Just maybe
I was hoping
That fish
Would someday
Be me

In Vain

Words are but fleeting thoughts
Strewn about time and space
With hopes of reaching an ear
To keep them from being in vain

Images that may be real
Or maybe an illusion
With hopes of being seen
To keep them from being in vain

Reaching out to touch
To be touched in return
With hopes of feeling something
To keep from being in vain

Life with all its splendor
Also comes with much despair
As we hope to leave something behind
To keep from being in vain

Vision

My eyes can see
Vision unclouded
The day is crisp and clear
Light and shadow intertwine
Wind blowing through the trees
At last I see what I could not
Directions finally guide me
Details in full view
Yes I can see it all
Thanks to my new glasses

All We Have

Fleeting thoughts of a desperate mind
Turning to days gone by
Yearning to once again be free
A vain attempt to fly

Ever growing doubt and fear
Supplication for the soul
A desperate plea with voice unheard
To once again be whole

Consciousness fading quickly
Dropping into the abyss
Darkness surrounds the heart and mind
Thinking all we have is this

Questions in the Dark

Sometimes when I lay awake
Thinking of nothing
My mind strays
And I ponder what lies beyond
Where are we going?
Why are we here?
The thought passes in the dark
Sleep evades me
Like the answer to the questions
That ask themselves at night

Rhyming Desk

A pen, a duck, a bell, a ball
A bottle of isopropyl alcohol
Mixed nuts and a watch as well
Bubble gum with cinnamon smell
A keyboard and mouse
All inside my house
On my desk is where they rest
With a printer to my west
A whirring fan is in my ear
And an office chair beneath my rear
I type and think and type a poem
If only I could rhyme a word with poem…

Mindful

So tired that I couldn’t sleep
So hungry that I couldn’t eat
My mind was racing in circles
I was going no where fast
I closed my eyes
And I thought of you
My mind calmed
My pulse slowed
And the world washed away
Because sometimes
Your love is all that I have
To keep me from being
Someone that isn’t me