I Cry

What such weakness would make me less a man? When passion and emotion strike me as if a drumb. Vibrating up my spine, am I less if I would cry? When compelled by laughs or the birth of a new life? Am I an empty chasm? Droughted by perilous disdain? No, not in this existence….

Regret Is A Forest

A cadence unknown may it lift you up. How you could feel control it you must. Where the unknown trembles the soul and leaves confidence void of steady feet; stumble we will to sounds off beat yet without chances not knowing consumes. Better we follow our heart’s longings or our identity is what we didn’t…

Revelations

Fields of grain can flow; may they in barren lands? Question you might sanity until comes a gentle hand. *** Scars and lashes do come as we move inside this space. Here upon this weird sphere the sun does burn our face. *** What was lush turns raw; to ash and does make barren those…

Ravings Of A Sleuth

I pick apart the complexity that binds us in life together. I wrench out the pure moxy while I describe the weather. I put it into the stanzas so you might follow right along. Maybe my ambition is to put all vexation into a song. Line after line I give breath to the things tormenting…

Where Day & Night Begin

Be true be specific, what it is you do I know. Be who you are dear not what you put on for show. Don’t wait any longer for your sail bends a westerly wind, sending you off chasing where day and night they do begin.

The Path With You

When I think of you my pulse explodes. Now that I’m thinking it my fear erodes. Seashells crumble beneath under feet. Pain finds me not when I walk your beach. The path to you is so delicately laid by the hue shown down from a blue sky. Beams of light and splendid soft sights they…

C.M.

This world gets tired again, my soul it does seek asylum. My mind it starves for her eyes and seeks to define them. Quite the journey it has been watching her walk in and out of my presence now and again all the while my heart is devout. I’ve written song after song since first…

Thrills Love Can Be

I want to try to bring others to intently sing this and that everything that passion careens. For the depths that rise passing from feet to eyes leave us wholly surprised; bringing to us love alive. Though love is but states of mind we tend to create when we drown self hate we need others…

At First Sight

There is such a thing as magic. Despite that life can be so tragic. You will know it when you have it, for your heart fills so fully ecstatic. Moments can and do tend happen; eyes meet and heal the saddened souls with inner tender laughing. Looks can heal if you grasp them. When you…

Rest For Our Souls

The world it does reveal and destroy; it has certainly changed this boy. When life conspires to take your joy flight or fight ways we must employ. I have stood to fight the good fight with all my strength, will and might. My preachers they were not right, fighting often is not quite so polite….