Sunday, March 29, 2009

Spring Break

Open Water

She stands still at the salty shoreline
Water covers her feet
Silently sinking into the sand
Trying to understand

Anchored in she's feeling safe right now
Waves crash some distance down
But she falls in love with the idea
She should relieve her fears

Take a step into the shallow end
Because you need to feel it again

Water runs up the legs to the waist
It's warmer than she guessed
An unexpected drop in the sand
Leaves her gasping for breath

But you'll swim out of the shallow end
And into the open water now

I didn't say but it's a rescue
Because you need to help me swim too

Help me swim, help me swim.


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The Butterfly Pulse

I always fall in love with a springtime sky
Gives us an excuse to warm our hearts outside
Sometimes we'd just lie on grass
Forget our troubles, but keep our pasts

And now we map our way to the old beach house
Where as children you and I would spend our time
Feet in sand and cool sea breeze
Forget what we want, but keep our needs

Inside the house are those shaky narrow stairs
It's more a truth than any dare
And still we fall in love with an open door
Gives us hope that there's a room for more

And now we start to feel the butterfly pulse
Makes us aware of our love and nothing else
With our hearts we understand
Forget our troubles, but keep our pasts.

Friday, February 6, 2009

Dreamer


He woke up from the American Dream
But woke up without anything
Sweaty bed with the slight scent of trash
Never throwing out the old
Keeping the past

So they read him like a book
Then all his memories they easily took
Once or twice it's pillage in the mind
Identity theft happens
All of the time

Inside out, and returned to new
Now impossible to make an excuse
You aren't controlled by what used to be
But I'll save your memories for you

Jim, I'll be around when you want to talk
I'll be around.


Saturday, January 10, 2009

Picture Start


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You are my fix when I'm feeling down
You are my faith when it comes around
You are my light whenever I drown

And you are the girl who stars in my dreams
With the pen I rewrite the script
The romance accompanies the action
Leaving the audience speechless

And you are the girl who I want to save
Before villains take you away
They watch as I replace fear with courage
Then we kiss at the end of day

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You are the case that surrounds my heart
You are the moon that shields me from dark
You are the spark that keeps my flame hot

And you are the girl who sings me that song
As your voice fills the concert hall
The lyrics amplify through the speaker
Then applause with the curtain call

But eventually you have to go
I won't have you here anymore...

Oh but I rush up to see you on stage

As I give the climax away

The audience anticipates the end

But villains track me to this place

Chaos sounds off as we fight through the hall

I chase them out while you wait

We make our way up to the balcony

Where we're alone so fittingly



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You are the thought that rewrites it all
You leave me waiting for an encore
You are the girl who makes this worth it
You are the poem that seems too perfect.


Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Election Day

"Election Day"

It was Election Day
And I voted for a change
I know you like that status quo
But it's much too predictable

It was Election Day
And red, white, and blue filled the rooms
The result
Something new
I want this
Now with you

So change
Because we always stay the same.


Saturday, October 18, 2008

Poem

"Poem"

I have difficulty awakening from sleep

Because when I dream, you might be waiting for me

In the last one

I had a body of ice, my organs frozen solid

It was not a good thing

But one of those wierd melting away and dying things

And you had come to be with me

Even though it's fiction in real life

I can only speak to you in my dreams and in my rhymes

But it becomes clear, clear like pure ice

Out of these poetic dreams is where I'll make my road

And I don't want to walk all those miles alone.


Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Miss America

"Miss America"

Hello there
Miss
I swear you met me once before
We had a conversation in a diner
On the corner, during dinner
And our words fell to the floor

They were flat, without love
Without any reason to float above
They felt cold, could not hold
That conversation for very long

And I thought there was something else
Honey, there's gotta be something else

For you to say, because I'm tired
It's the end of the day
And it's difficult for me to formulate
Any words to charm you with

Who are you
Miss
I'm sure you have some kind of
Autobiography for me to read
With some lovers, you're a fighter
Battle scars fit for a soldier

And we talked, for hours
You said you lived a little life
In this little town with a big frown
They don't bring you up, only down

And I thought there was something else
Honey, there's gotta be something else

About one of the things you said
I don't know what happened then
At the end of your senior year
But I would've taken you there

To the prom
Miss
I'd have strength at the end of the day
To ask you out in a charming way
And you would've remembered it
But now you too easily forget.


Saturday, September 13, 2008

To Settle

"To Settle"

It was
Friday night at home
Boy and girl sitting together alone
Lights out and dark in room
An excuse for curious hands to move

Something says no
Her eyes say yes
Already this far
Shirts taken off chests
In order to help ease the weight
That a heavy heart may resist

Then and done
This night gone
Perhaps the same time next week or in two
Because neither is going to find love anytime soon.