Gray walls psychedelic bulbs -- half empty buds thump thump thump "Entren que caben tres" haze, smoky density (the nights they escaped together doing the lighting the passing the inhaling) thump thump thump "timbalo va sona" cuero no tiene ya" thump thump thump on and on Those were the days of dust and sweat of gazing at dying tenements from their walk-in -- a walk from Vyse a hop and a skip from Hoe gray walls gray memories all mine.

Rather a ballad Than the sound of loneliness Better a thunder rolling Than the quiet of cold Sound the lines Ring the bells Company requires The brightest mat

Father's song

i heard my fathers song tonight felt his dance as he swayed and waved at me from a distant star the rhythm held my hand the notes held my head up high all's indeed alive!

mourning

It's the cooing of the mourning dove Holding together the thread that spills through empty spaces What has she left behind in my abode? What -- but a silent gentle swaying  that pierces the gaping wound You held my hand and pulled me through chaotic streets You nestled the burning child into your healing breast You preached to me that "all's not lost if someone breaks your heart" So I'll survive today if I think of you this way If I smile remembering your stubborn ways If I know that I've been forgiven for not going all the way It's the cooing of the mourning dove And other choruses of birds unknown That hold it all together, make it all seem better At least for today until I can believe Or even start to understand That you're really Really gone. 

morning

Morning  time's my finest time I could try and live without you there But come sunset I despair Oh come, oh come My morning light

is it life.

Is it life if I've not learned to laugh Or gaze upon a trembling star in midlife At midnight Is it life if I've not learned to inhale The salted breeze skirting the shores While in the midst of urban gloom Is it a pity that we dwell in silent places Lights kept low Manners high, nature hidden - camouflaged Is it life if I've not tried to sing Under showering cascades Or told a loved one to run free, That it's acceptable to cry And sometimes even be afraid Is it a pity that we listen fervently To words that lack community And separate, and cause misunderstandings And shake our faith until there's only unbelief Is it life if I learn not to embrace night And having risen from a fitful sleep Can tell myself That all is well -- That I must learn to live

in the night

I need you mostly In the night For in the day The sun is plenty company I need you by my side Under the moonlight Under the glimmer of the stars I need to hear your voice When all has fallen still I need you mostly In the dark For in the light Of shadows I am unafraid I need the comfort of your touch The courage of your strength The presence of your love To gently lead my path Towards dawn