The photo
In its frame
Gave me frame of mind
Surrounding the images
Of another time
When I was yours
And you were mine
As were your smiles
Viewing entries in
Poetry
And the piece de resistance
You and I are gonna dance
Under the stars
But much more than this
‘Cause I bought a box of lights from each Borealis
As in the northern Aurora and the southern Australis
I long to give
The world of words
To hummingbirds
I would teach them how to sing
Do the numbers
It’s against the odds
But not impossible
Nothing is
Biding time within the distance
Between chance and gods
My tell tale
Her long brown hair
Blowing in the wind
Sailing the Cranberry Isles
The sea
My fairweather friend
But my tell-tale bound
As my love to the end
Now over the barrel
I’ve found
Together we’re bound
By heartstrings and smiles
Sailing the Cranberry Isles
Sailing the Cranberry Isles
But in time
Angels witness
The promise of man
Come to share
In His hope
Now supporting His plan
Gonna pull for the man
Gonna pull for the man
If the humans will end
Must be them to their own demise
Now their hope
They will prove otherwise
For the sun
Every day is a sunny day
Bright-eyed
Full of flare
Eternally gay
Full of flare
But it’s no dummy
The sun’s fully aware
Don’t want to face
The dark side of the moon
Anytime you see it
You’ve seen it too soon
The sun
Don’t meddle with the moon
The sun don’t meddle with the moon
Pointing fingers
Push away
Pointing fingers
Try to say
Not because of me
We are this way
But it was they who hold the spades
And dug this chasm divide
As they lay their own spades down
Then point to the other side
Said a prisoner in reply…
Are you so close to the forest
That you can’t see the trees
Have you lost sight of what it means
To be living truly free
She requests it
Plays it
Cranks it
Sings it
Moves it
Shakes it
Twists it
Brings it
Jams it
Shouts it
Auto repeats it
I say it and
You better believe it
If she could have her way
We’d do this all day
Every day
‘Cause it’s my best friend’s favorite song
My best friend’s favorite song
A longer rope
And a taller tree
Even if on the outskirts of town
Won’t fall short
A decision
By Mayor McGee
A decision
That’s perfectly sound
When it all went south
When all hell broke loose
Stuck one foot in your mouth
And one foot in the grave
Chose the wrong places to step
Chose the wrong choice words to say
He’s got all the money
He will ever need
But he cannot buy love
And now
That is all he needs
And she’s got all the love
She will ever need
But she cannot buy a car
And now
Says that’s all she wants
So which of the two
Would you rather be?
And of the two
Who has what they need?
Didn’t take long
Fell in love with the moon
It was love at first night
She trapped me there
With her full moon stare
I surrendered without a fight
Please look into a mirror
Before reacting otherwise
Before knee-jerking and crying wolf
Check for dark spots in your eyes
You claim
Dark spots on the sun
My aim
Is not to prove you wrong
Only to make sure
Any dark spots you may spy
Are actually on the sun
And not painted on your eyes
Why do people not see
The value in truth?
Honesty is Abe Lincoln
Not John Wilkes Booth
Still the lies get the lines
At the media’s ass-kissing booth
While integrity’s gone missing
And the truth gets the boot
And if you’re reading this
Only one thing
Just one thing I’d like for you to take away
Take an ‘m’ from Ammo
From just Ammo to Amo
You’ll find yourself in Love today1
A E I O U
Sometimes Y
But why only sometimes
And in vowels
Why E before I
When it’s I before E
Except after C for everyone else
I know exactly how it feels
To feel exactly like this
Only now I’m dancin’ ‘round
Like it’s nobody’s biz
As you listen to the sound
You can feel its heart beat
While the world’s still spinnin’ ‘round
Come on
Share it with me
Come dance with me
So I surrender
White flag waving
I’m a prisoner of your love
And there will be no saving
Yeah, I surrender
White flag waving
It’s an addiction I have
For your love
And in its quicksand
I am caving in