Thursday, April 7, 2011

forgot about this one


the wind blows hard while we wait
blows us into our winter hoods
you pass me by
you passed me by this time
and i just can't let it go again

the trees are bare and the fruit is dead
the violets in the window are the only signs of life
but it all comes back again
if you want to turn around it's a short rewind
and there's still time to return

the planks of the boat are dry
the fishing lines are hanging high
there's just you and I
everyone else has gone home for the summer
don't you want to go too
I do
yes I do

Tuesday, June 8, 2010


Off the T.V.

Off the whiskey

Off the caffeine

Off the evening news

There’s a baby on the way

Full in the belly

Full in the heart

Full in the question

Full in the breast

There’s a baby who needs a name

Busy in the bedroom

Busy in the kitchen

Busy in the nursery

Busy in the nest

There’s a baby needs a place to stay

To be continued dot dot dot

Sunday, February 7, 2010

?


the girl you used to love has gone to idaho
eat your potatoes
and drink your beer
the branches by the river
rub together like bones
another bowl of soup
all alone
time passes in a fury
when hearts are racing to the finish
there are no short cuts
when it comes to love
you just lost sight of the present
let it melt away with the snow

the dogs are begging for you
to come on back home
who could have predicted
the way things would go

just about anyone
with two eyes and a head
just about anyone
that's who
just about anyone
but me and you
just about anyone
but me and you






Wednesday, January 13, 2010


something is sad ? I'm trying not to revert.
BUT, a cold front is pushing through my veins
crackle,static,always on alert
it's getting to be quite a long winter
balled up paper and ribbons on the floor
all the noisy guests are gone
all the gifts have been given except for one
and i wonder where you are
a tree branch scratches my window
the high pitch of the freezer hums
no t.v. and the music isn't on
asleep is not an easy thing
coca cola was my first addiction
i cut a paper heart and glue it to a can
string it from the ceiling with some twine
turn on the fan and watch it twirl
maybe i'm bored but this seems dreamy
cross my eyes and i think i see you
order seeds from every catalog
choose them by names like:
"Forget Me Not" and "Hydrangea's In Love"
looking forward to the sun
i'm looking forward,
looking forward to the sun

Friday, November 13, 2009


i extended sympathy
but you wouldn't receive
now i sleep uneasily
you didn't want it from me
i imagine purple flowers will grow
on the mound after the snow
but I wonder how long will it be
before you turn off the freeze
i'm not a perfect soul you know
i never wore silver wings
my hair is yellow
but my eyes are blue
bluer than they seem
my yellow comes from a box
i wasn't as sunny as you thought i was
so mixed up in the mix
not so long ago
i just want a little piece
of what started out to be...........

Tuesday, September 1, 2009


Some water spills
On to the ground around the well
Send that bucket down
Water Spills like blood
Blood from my heart
Seeps in to the roots
The roots of the rose bush
Smells so sweet
Can be sickening
I keep a good house
Put good food on the table
White lights in December
Fresh fruit from the garden
But our home was not enough
You wanted something sexy
Like red roses in the summer
A girl so sweet
Some secret adventure
I shut the door, door, door,
And I told you
to go fetch me some water
send that bucket down, down, down,
Spill it all, all, all
Let me be your bartender
Tell me all the things you
Don't want me to know, know, know
Sip this elixer
So sweet it can be sickening.
Now can you remember?
The roots of the rose bush?
Planted so long, long, ago?
Can you remember. . .