i begin
with my tears on my fingertips.
dreaming
and
hoping
that you can really see
me.
me.
but you can’t,
so i place those tears back
into my eyes,
for another day.
and soon,
i begin again.
Category: In Vino….
Reverberation
i say
&
you say
&
we say,
together:
there must
be
another
way.
cuz,
like,…..
Life
Finds
A
Way
but,
can we find our way towards
living a Life worth living?
kindred souls
sing in
harmony.
so my friend,
i’d be honored
if you would
sing with me.
Roots
I see you
dancing
with the steps of my fathers
and
I
Love
it.
the rhythm flows through
your limbs
and
I feel
you.
let’s
you and
I
rock
&
roll
together,
until the end.
Courage
born
within the trembling loins
of Cowardice,
the strength needed
to purify,
and to heal
comes
when
we are at our weakest
and most vulnerable.
and
the
band
played
on.
Limes and Lemons
zest deez!
I hate zesting.
how is such a wonderful word like “zest” tied up and twisted with, arguably, the worst aspect of prepping a meal?
I really
hate
zesting.
!
blind, deaf and numb
you have no eyes
and you read,
but do you see?
ear drums ruptured
by the chorus of lies:
you listen,
but do not hear
me.
step away dear,
please.
cuz you don’t,
no,
you won’t,
understand.
I care about,
but
have no time
for, your doubts.
shit’s moovin’
free people are groovin’
and I gots work to do.
deuces.
Bric à brac leaves the heart no slack
mementos,
receipts,
and
little shopping bags
remind
of a love
that traveled on.
more poignant than all the words
scratched to each other with love,
a morrisons bag
kicks me in the gut.
the past has passed,
no doubt;
but in constant refrain,
nostalgia digs
with the sweetest pain.
life
is
gorgeous-
The Universe, divine.
To have loved was a gift,
both hers,
and
mine.
Wot you doin’ here Black Man
meandering and,
sliding…
slowly slipping into ecumenical,
and socialist
perfection.
I see you,
Brother,
and you
see me….
I nod.
You nod.
&
we keep it movin’.
Life
Blacktastic
belongs to you,
and
to
me.
rock on brother,
rock on.
love
is soft
& hard.
another shot in the back,
what the fuck is that?
do you see
through
my eyes.
do you know,
my concern?
Do you
know
what I see?
deuces.
Here you go
It’s been a long
time
since,
you know….
rolling and rattling
crumbling,
into what
will be.
pour another
and
One
more,
please.
…..
i need.
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