Random Bits of Poetry
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
Monday, August 22, 2005
Sunday, August 21, 2005
Thursday, August 18, 2005
It was just the other day
not long ago
I first felt the vertigo
that comes from
being next to you.
And when I think it out
I have no doubts
the things that I would do without
just to sing this song to you.
And I'd sing
Hey You!
Over there
the one with the sweetest
chestnut brown hair
I've ever seen,
you know you should be...
be with me
cuz you're a sweet thing
I'm so glad
I got you here with me right now
may I please inquire how
much longer
I must dig in my heals?
I want to be with you
it's overdue
and say to you that my words are true
you wouldn't have any doubts.
(chorus)
And I'll sing
Hey You!
Come on over here tonight
and make my day.
we should go away
on this fine day
and maybe we could find a way
that we could work something out.
And I'll sing
Hey You!
Over there
the one with the sweetest chestnut brown hair
I've ever seen.
You know you should be...
be with me...
and hear me whisper
sweet nothings
And then I'd sing...
I'd Sing
Hey You!
Over there
the one with the sweetest
chestnut brown hair
I've ever seen
you know you should be...
be with me
cuz you're a sweet thing
be with me...
can't you see?
won't you please,
please be with me...
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
eyes are shut
but sleep won't come
toss and turn
with visions of
your brown hair
over there
sleeping in your underwear.
I lie awake
I should've known
you're with him
and I'm alone
thinking bout
my many doubts
and wond'ring what it's all about.
I'm giving up
I swear this time
I'm done with you
so I'll resign
admit defeat
without conceit
knowing you was bittersweet
crystal ball with smoke inside
she stares at me with bright green eyes
she tells the truth and then she lies
she runs away and then she hides.
drilling to the inner truth
as old age does, consumes her youth
but can't eat down into her roots
and so she turns, to be aloof.
days gone by with soft sunsets
the days to come are marked with deaths
but still she will not join the rest
until the sun sets in the west.
quiet whispers in the dark
she hears their pleading clear remarks
and though she's filled with question marks
she isn't scared to swim with sharks.
underneath a sheet of stars
she feels at peace, lets down her guard
she feels no reason for alarm
and so succumbs to feeling's charms.
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Suffering inside
worlds will collide
and leave a big mess on the floor.
Risky decisions
made with double visions
I know that I've been here before.
The heart doesn't care
if you take the dare
it knows that it wants what it wants.
Don't stand in its way
at least not today
and try to appear nonchalant.
I've got to stop thinking
my hopes they start sinking
and anxiety fills up my chest.
So I try to relax
to prevent heart attacks
And say please brain, just give it a rest.
storm clouds coming closer
she knows they'll be here soon
the wind a little cooler
in the desert afternoon.
thunder in the distance
high up in the sky
sand starts swirling all around
as tears form in her eyes.
violently the rain pours down
and lightning flashes scourge
she tries to remain faithful
resist the primal urge.
Torn apart she cries out loud
sounds of hidden pain
her clothes drenched to the skin
from tears and sweat and rain.
Eventually the rain subsides
the clouds have rolled on past
she sits on top of hard red rock
still shaking from the blast.
The sun comes out and warmth soaks in
and now she has conceded
that this chaotic episode
was exactly what she needed.
Washed away are questions
Washed away are doubts
Her vision so much clearer
She sees what it's about.
She walks out of the desert
feeling born anew
and in that lasting moment
she feels a love so true.
Monday, August 15, 2005
On a Sunday
afternoon
Sitting alone
in my living room.
Thinking
way too much
and longing for
you're so sweet touch.
Something
just ain't right
I felt it before
I felt it tonight.
Breaking
my heart inside
with no one around
that I can confide.
