Ransom

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In night this ransomed heart
self held in quiet captivity
past dreams as seasons pass
make way light path’s serenity

In light this ransomed heart
doth bleed
into chalices overflowing
and rains upon the hollow reed
a melody softly blowing

It mourns of rogue and shattered dreams
it sings in brilliant azure hue:
What price doth satisfy
self capture’s ransom due?

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Poetic Rain

He is in love
with God and poetry
A dreamer bent on ecstasy
On a promised date with destiny
he sails and sails the endless sea

She is in love
with God and the falling rain
A lover caught in a lover’s refrain
A passenger on passing trains
she roams and roams the barren plains

They are in love
with God and beautiful things
Two wanderers, each searching for their other wing
In hopeful prayer they greet each spring
anxiously awaiting what kismet brings

Though paths may cross and they find one another
will they recognize the gaze of their fated lover
Or searching,
searching will they ever remain
forever seeking poetic rain

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All Of Me

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I saw you sitting in that dimly lit shop
nursing your coffee as if it might drop
Your eyes were so distant yet so firmly set
I didn’t know you
yet

We were
two lonely voyagers who happened to meet
once in a lifetime
oh your eyes smiled so sweet
on the road to some place we knew not where
we only knew
that we’d know it..
when we got there..
oh we’d know it,
when we got there.

I don’t have much but what I got
You can have it
My heart, my soul
If you can bear it, it’s yours
The tears in these eyes,
the scars that you see,
they are not that pretty
but they are all of me.
They are all of me

Once in a lifetime
You can have all of me

Oh we danced ‘neath that night sky
so bright were the stars
we moved to a song
heard with only our hearts

Your touch was like magic
you played me so well
strings of healing, our  music
was a harmonious spell

And I knew..
all my life I’d been waiting
waiting for someone like you

I don’t have much but what I got
You can have it
My heart, my soul
If you can bear it, it’s yours
The tears in these eyes,
the scars that you see,
they are not that pretty
but they are all of me.
They are all of me

Once in a lifetime
You can have all
of me

In The Quiet

I felt it in my soul when
you screamed with all your  might
a scream that pierced the night
a lightning bolt that ripped the sky in two
In your searching  I felt you

On that mountaintop  or diving in the deep
there is no escape
it finds you in your sleep
That subtle awareness you feel in your bones
As you try to find truth in your songs and your poems
It stays with you until you finally listen
A gentle reminder of all you’ve been missing

It all seems so distant now
as you drift into your sorrow
But you will find me
in the quiet
among the burrows of your tomorrow

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Empty As A Reed Flute

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You ask me why I no longer write..

How do I write

when I have lost my ability to feel

lost my ability to bleed

to cry

How can I write
when the fountain has run dry

and the inkwell sits secluded.
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How can I write
when all I can do is sit and stare
at a mirror of

all that I am incapable of
in love,

laying an offering at the altar of forgiveness
trying so hard to clean up this mess
of my life.


Of what do I write
when the slate is wiped clean
and the words no longer form.

Of whom do I write
when they all appear like mirages,
smoky images with ghost-like visages.

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Empty as a reed flute I remain
patiently awaiting the breath of fire.

There is a distant song of longing —
I ache to listen through the mire.

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You’re calling me baby while she’s in your bed
Telling me you wish it was me instead

Whispering through the phone sweet words in my ear
Knowing full well those are words for her to hear

Shame on you and your insipid deceit
Is there one honest bone between your head and your feet?

Shining a light on the lies that you conceal
are the crimes your heart and lips reveal

I don’t want your kisses or borrowed affection
that slither through your teeth without thought or reflection

How can I trust what is born of deception
built on prevarications from the moment of inception

I don’t want your excuses or justifications implied
whining about what you’re lacking and she doesn’t provide

a Man would know how  to get what is his desire
or have the courage to walk away, and not be a liar

but you choose to stay and deliberately mislead
A real Man owns up to and corrects his misdeed

You were supposed to be her protector, honorably
How is someone like you going to protect and honor me?

Just because you identify as ‘male’ doesnt mean you’ve got the cojones
And I dont see much better from most of your cronies

You walk around demanding respect based on prestige you’ve concocted
Floating on ego, playing a part you’ve adopted

Preaching to all who will listen of all you have learned
Well I’m here to teach you that respect.. is not given but earned

You want to sit there and talk to me about what you deserve..
wow.. you’ve got some nerve.

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