Sea Worn Eyes

Sea-worn eyes
Deep as the ocean
Pools of mystery
When the tide rushes in
Passions seething
Elemental, ebb and flow
Murky depths wait to reveal
What's hidden within
Surface scarred
Weathered by time
And winds of change
Soul adrift
Tested by currents destiny
Tempestuous raging
A beacon fading on the shore
Now disappearing
Sea-worn eyes
Fogged over
With clouds

Solidarity of Yesterday

Unshared love is crippling, consuming me.
It tears at my heart, rips off the protective cover
And exposes my being to the elements.

Lacking love is disarming; assailed by loneliness, I struggle.
Confined to solitude, I need to defend myself,
But where are my old weapons? Rusted, awkwardly functioning.

Without love, alone once more, I am no longer content.
I return to that place searching for familiar emotions,
But I am a stranger, no longer welcome.

Now, in the shadowland of loneliness that is my companion,
I see only demons, clawing & tearing at my soul.
So I stand between Heaven & Hell & weep my silent fate.

I Cry ForYou

Time is passing by
Are your thoughts still on me?
My warm and tender loving
My heart ever so true
The comfort and the shelter
That I gave to you
The words and little gestures
You were blind to see
Too late to say you love me
Too late to ease your mind
Too late to make you happy
Too late to treat you kind
Now all that is left for me
Is to cry for you
The house is cold and empty
No candlelight to share
The little things around me
They just make me stare
Like your picture on the wall
Too late to say you need me
Too late to make you smile
No longer you will feel me
I’ve been gone awhile
Now all there is left to do
Is cry for you
And when you get to sleep
And meet me in your dreams
Then will you try to makeup?
All though it merely seems
It’s too late to say you miss me
Too late too plan your schemes
Too late for an apology
It’s not good for your esteem
Now all there is left for me
Is to cry for you
I cry for you

Gone Too Long

Knowing, seeing what isn't there
This longing I have I cannot bear.
Shattered, pumping, beating fast
Heart pulled through shards of glass
Try to pick the pieces up
I place them in a plastic cup.
A million pieces soaked in blood
Wasted flowers' shriveled bud
Rising stench dying cavity
Look within find hearts depravity
Seeking what has never changed
Baste the bitter love estranged
Sitting, waiting, eternity
Death wrapped in futility
Staring, meaningless and beyond
Cannot accept that you are gone
If happiness could not suffice
Then solitude would pay my price
Falling farther away from you
Descending fast as you fall too
Silent I call your name
Blinded eyes to hide my shame
Hold this all inside my mind
Now emptiness is all you'll find
Hold this all inside my head
The emptiness is all but dead

Recollections

They splash your heart
Like waves on the beach
All the things you learn
All the things you teach
The mind falls back
To a place long ago
Where all was still ahead
And time so very slow
Let your mind roam free
To the things of the past
Open doors to the future
Never meant to last
These thoughts you say
May come and go
They were made of substance
And helped you grow
Special treasures
That seems so clear
Memories as these
Are oh, so dear

At The Red Dog Saloon

Well, the evening saunters slowly to an ending,
As a waitress clutters tables with upturned chairs,
I drop the lid on the piano keys take my tip jar and my beer,
As the few lost souls remaining wander slowly off in pairs.
And the owner calls out loudly, "Gents, it's time please.
Could you finish off your drinks, final round.
I've a wife at home and family I don't see enough;
We'll see you all tomorrow, if God's willing; Chug 'em down."
There's a bouncer down from Brawley by the exit;
I'm smiling at his mumbled words I can't translate.
And a pretty little thing hands me her number,
As her friend snarls, "Come on, it's gettin' late."
Two hours ago this place was really jumping,
As waitresses with trays spilled beer and swore:
The smoky smell of laughter wrapped around us,
As I played the piano readily to the cries for "More!"
A comradeship of strangers connected for only an evening.
If they didn't know the words of a song, they'd hum out loud,
And down their drinks then loudly order others;
As a group of lonely transients for a moment, became a crowd.
In this company of camaraderie we're all equal;
Seek some friendship here to while away the hours.
Why stay homebound when the bed you sleep in's empty:
We're all looking for an answer, but the question's never ours.
So come on down to the Red Dog Saloon and forget some.
You might get lucky with a lady, if she's right.
Buyin' rounds with the men, and soon everyone's your friend;
But no one knows your name tomorrow night.
The embers in the fire are slowly dying,
As I turn my back and hear the door slam, locked.
Another evening over at the Red Dog Saloon,
Now all I hear are footsteps as they echo down the block
But I think that they might come again tomorrow,
To share a piece of life with a common tune.
The best and worst, served noon till late,
Come on back to the Red Dog saloon.

Last Wishes of Father

Scatter his ashes on the water
And as he floats on our wakes wave
Shed no tear by son nor daughter
Or duty visits to his grave.....
Won't bury him beneath the ground
No cold imprisoned tomb for him
Or headstone with an Earthy mound
That's not his place so dark and grim.
It's where the winds blow fresh and free
I know that he will lie content
The River he loved his cemetery
The currents his only monument.....