Never Happened

Tonight is that night
we stand together on your porch and
our hidden emotion is about to take flight.

The world is against us but together we fight
we stand hand in hand
tonight is that night

I look in your eyes. An incredible sight.
My heart begins racing and
our hidden emotion is about to take flight

The stars are above us, the moon shines bright
we lean in together as if it was planned
tonight is that night

The kiss last just seconds
but my heart has been stolen
tonight is that night
our hidden emotion is about to take flight

Of Ellie and Collin

Of Ellie and Collin
Never before a cuter two
yellow hair and eyes of blue
she says she loves him
and he says it to
Together they live
together they travel
on buses on trains
on foot or by plane
He looks in her eyes
and she looks in his
She see’s everything she wants
love, life, happiness scattered in blue
His eyes look deep, deeper and through
to the girl he used to know
He sees a girl of beauty, alone,
brown hair and eyes of gold
His eyes wander and wonder
his love of art, of travel, of music
he abandons who he loves
for what he loves


Ellie and Collin
never before a cuter two
yellow hair and eyes of blue
she says she loves him
truer a statement never was made
He says he loves her
the lie slides off his tongue
together they travel
more alone he has never been
Adventure consumes him and he slips away
of art of music of travel
empty him of what he is
She looks in his eye and he looks in hers
she seems adventure shatter into blue
He see what could have been
Emily and Collin
never before a more unlikely two

Swimming Asleep

The feeling overwhelms
and I begin to drown
Escape is far from grasp
and I continue to go down

I embrace the now
I’ll tell you how
I take deep breaths
until there is nothing left

But then if comes
escape finds me
out of the murky waters
if only my eyes can see

I spit and I cry
it seems I didn’t die
the sun hits my eye
as I look at the sky

What’s now is what’s then
but I won’t do it over again
the how and the way
to that I’ve said goodbye.

"Willow" Birch

He sleeps alone on empty streets
on cobblestone still damp,
the bitter cold night air stabs him
but not as sharp as his empty stomach

Escape from what his prison was
to the prison he lives in now
guarded only by his conscience
which slowly is slipping away

He is haunted by the old man’s words
you are never welcome back
still stings his red ears
but going back is to sour to consider

It been but a short few weeks
but everyone has pained him more
unceasing rain and gray skies
leave him seeking warmth in light.

For Emily, Whenever it may find Her

It’s been far too long
since I wrote you that night
six strings humming the song
until the sky filled with light.
But time is against me
(like always it seems)
your father is coming so I must flee
our good times together remain as a dream
the seasons pass us by
the reasons are plain
but I still wonder why
leaving myself with insensible pain.
Our time is short and soon will expire,
And we lived by the rules and not our desire

Procrastination

The evening sweeps across the lands
the midnight hours are at hand
once again the day will cease
more or less or though who keep
the time in their crippled fingers

The time is at hand
and once again it seems I’m late
the hours pass me by
the more I do the less I have

the black of night fades to day
The hours of school drag on and on,
never is not enough and once is too much
the black ink stains the page

and the more I write the less I know
the final bell rings and I am free
But not really free because the hours are few
I stare at the floor past my worn black shoes

the more I stare the more I have to do
my telephone rings and before I move
im left, once again, stuck behind
It happened once and always will

the day turns black as the words on my paper
the more I wait the less I do
the hours grow late
and my ears still ring

I work late hours, into the morning. My pen changes from black to blue.
Once I am done I can take no more.
the alarm clock rings and I must do more.

Relax, Rebel

From time to time we all get lost
lose track of what matters the most
the dreams get tossed
let yourself become a ghost

Lose track of what matters most
take advantage; skip the day
let yourself become a ghost
There is no reason for you to stay

Take advantage; skip the day
the problems strangle as you strive
there is no reason for you to stay
run fight do what you must to survive

The problems strangle as you strive
You know what you do is right
run fight do what you must to survive
in the end all will fade to night

Without

When I saw you that morning, it was more than goodbye
too much to say so I didn’t even try

I gave you those flowers and a letter to read
but I didn’t know that’s not all I would leave

There was a bird that was trapped in a cage
he longed to be free but just can’t get away

When his cage was left open he is swift to take flight
now he’s on his own and soon he will die

The lonely musician who plays in the mall
he begs with a tune as he plays his F bar

The children all gather to snicker and laugh
he stutters a lullaby, the words he can’t grasp

The poor depressed writer is awake in the night
A pencil and paper are her only friend

She lays down her head but is offered no rest
her master piece paper is as blank as the rest

What do you do when you can’t say goodbye
What do you do with a bird that can’t fly

A singer who sings but his words don’t come out
a poet who rights but her pen in runs out

For Marcus and Lizzy

Being with the girl you love
Is living in a dream
You dance you hug you kiss
and you wake up in a strange bed
or perhaps it is not to unfamiliar
and it is the unfamiliarity that is the dream
the girl you love is the victim
of your own cupid came
you shot the arrows of compassion
and were struck by the ricochet
bitter irony and Karmas cruel joke
How emotions tie and dis-attach
and you are stuck with a spoonful of sugar
while the fools you fooled
play you as a fool. You fool.

Love, Hate, Life, Death

Living with an
Obsession that is
Virtually impossible to
Escape

However you look
At it
This will always
Exist

Lost in this
Infinite loop of
Fears and doubt that
Ends with the blink of an eye

Do you
Ever wonder if
All we strive
To achieve is a
Hopeless waste of time?

Too many

Adventure is not the immediate threat
at risk of our lives and our self respect
the journey of miles to places unknown
and lying to sleep in and unfamiliar bed
adventure dear friend is the memory of;
a lyric or a novel or a sculptors art
the strings of a guitar a walk in the park
the color of roses or a phone call in the night
where we end up and regardless of with who
the adventures dear friends are the memories’ of you
how could I forget this epiphany
I’ve grown blind to what I call fact
spite anger denied me what is truth
I balanced so carefully across tight ropes
but in the final few steps I falter and fall

The Time We Had

The letter, fourth, she gave to me
A page of sincere apology
The words I wish I had not seen
but I proceed in agony

“I'm sorry,” it read
in a delicate tone
“Its not my first choice, though
“I thought you should know”

What I fool I had been
I should have seen it before
This was gonna be mean
But sill I read more

“I never NEVER” rang in my head
dragged along by a string tied in a noose
Id hang until dead
and never try to cut loose

“I failed I failed, not much I can do
“I still need to know? Do you?”
of course I do; we’ll make it through
I fear however it is I that failed you

I left you with nothing
You are tired and numb
I left you crying and speechless
Has all this time been undone?

This time you see I’ll be that kind
Though the game may be stupid
The kiss was not a false sense of mind
Come on now, show me some love.