Moments

We go on patiently while our moments pass us by

With eyes fixed on the future, so much to satisfy
The present that we hold can reward or be a thief
Each person has the power to give it good or give it grief
Past and future try to mug all our moments as they come 
Convincing us the good ones won’t arrive or can’t be done
But time was made for love and as its servant must obey 
When it all seems wrong, knowing love is our touché.  






   
 

Outdoors

Life seems at times 

As though I am looking through a glass 
The snowflakes fall outside 
It would be so good to feel them on my face
I can only press my face against the pane
My breath steaming the glass 
Life itself clouding the view
The air is comfortable inside
But adventure is beyond the glass 
Some have been known to starve
Others come back inside 
Vowing never to try again
But the glass is cool against my cheek
It can’t be so bad out there
Will the door lock behind me?
Wil I be left shivering alone in the cold? 
But I feel I belong there. 
This warm house makes more sense 
But my mind is outside. 

Despite

Inside each heart lies a desire to reach love’s lofty heights 

Our very soul cannot survive unless it’s in our sight 
But sometimes we’re mistaken and think it’s appetite
A reward that can be won by doing all things right
We try to preen and buy so another will delight 
But everything decays, we cannot end the blight 
True love becomes stronger when the flesh has lost its might
And the purest love we know will continue on despite 

Knowledge

Some things don’t have to be said to be known

When two souls discover they share the same home
When certainty comes there is always a peace 
With things that are true there comes a  release 
Go ahead and sit, then slowly breath in 
Savor, enjoy it; let strength begin
Enjoy the knowledge with every breath
Then soak it all in; let your soul be refreshed. 
No one is forgetting, all is intact
There’s no need to worry when given the facts
A smile of defiance fits you so well
The fun part of you shouldn’t be withheld 






No Doubt

When I knew you as a kid 

I nearly flipped my lid
I had so much to prove 
You wanted me to move
We could have talked it out
No doubt 
I struggled to find worth
To take away the curse
Tried to hide my poverty
You couldn’t know the real me
We’d have helped each other out
No doubt
But now we’re here again
I don’t want another end
We cannot have it all
But maybe something small
There’s a way to work it out 
No doubt

As We Travel

Feelings rise up 
And become thought
They grow inside us
Turn into an idea
Requesting action
And over time 
Settle into a dream 

As we travel 
Our memories
Return to us  
And want released
Reality fights dreams
Dreams fight reality
Can’t they be friends? 
We need them both
 
Without dreams 
We’d never explore
Without reality 
We’d never experience
When the two reconcile
It brings happiness


Heaven

If I designed heaven  

Every thought would be right
No need to sort them out
I would say what I want 
Without worry or concern
I could proclaim love from a housetop
And it would be applauded
I would sing loud and passionate
In a perfect key 
With the best accompaniment
Music would always be sweet 
Poetry would flow like water 
Beautiful syllables 
With no need to end 
Keep your thoughts of angel wings 
And streets of gold 
My heaven would be about expression
And knowing what’s in a heart
There would be no embarrassment
Or any other obstruction
Guilt or fear 
Obligation or duty
Every joke would be funny
And laughter would rule
If I could design heaven
Actually
It would be exactly like
When you and I are together 
 

If I Could Conquer the Night

I get it; some things are forbidden

And some things are best when left alone 
And I appreciate the lot that we’ve been given
Through it all I think we both have grown 
And I will be alright 
If I could conquer the night

The silhouettes tell me to get moving
Coffees on to help engage my mind
Tasks arise; they have a way of soothing
Avoiding all the things that may remind

The sun is a welcome sight
Wish I could conquer the night

We can’t obligate a person to complete us
We should be glad since life went on the same
Keep moving so nothing can defeat us
With no regrets and no one passing blame

I might win this fight
If I could conquer the night

Purpose

We start out with the joy and delight of discovery 

Thinking we should carve out place to keep them
We build monuments to people and memories
But if new dreams aren’t pursued  
We will be left behind in mausoleums 
Discovery is our purpose 
We shouldn’t stop exploring 
It is what keeps us young

Encore

I watched a brown leaf as it danced on the wind

It’s companions were resting on the ground trying to catch their breath
With fingers extended and veins, they looked like hands hiding something in the earth
Recently they lived together in a tree clapping at the warm summer breeze
Shielding our eyes from the sun as we do with our own hand. 
Touching the warm sunlight the way we touch
Enjoying the breeze with the exuberance we have
The fact that they will be covered with snow doesn’t mean it is over. 
There is a rustling sound, longing for spring
Expect an encore; All that is good will return to perform again.