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

steadfast

Be troubled not Oh weakest heart Be steadfast now Stay the course of bravery Face the night Rule your troubles Shun the mighty darkness Smile and cast your light End your sadness

margaritas on the rocks no salt

I love margaritas on the rocks No salt The guy in the Shanty Makes 'em nice Gets me talkin To my hubby  Over lil necks And a bounty of Garlic bread -- The blessed margaritas Know my heart Alright.

so long

I said not goodbye last night But I said, "So long." For you go on You always did For you go on To greater things. I said not goodbye, for I Am certain we will meet again And we will laugh, and chat Remembering That we were once afraid to leave And though I cry this once You see It's not for you but more for me And though I cry this once I know Your smile forever will go on. 

troubled

oh troubled my soul burning the open wound the tattered flesh im scared of the moon entered so soon though its early still

i stay

my feet hurt so bad almost as bad as yesterday i yearn to walk away but here i stay me and my aching feet

fear

at a specific moment a mere spec of my day i succumb to a hopeless state afraid of not being heard of being fatherless at a precise, specific moment this everlasting wait renders me stayed and hopeless.   

freedom

i was born to be free-- let me fly or i will curse my wings -- without regret

spice

one small detail left but cant remember what so i reached for the line surely you remember the missing spice

stillness

because i dont know -- of life of this cool wind that stirs  an unknown sense in me -- in stillness i rest because touching your soul is at times disallowed -- i hurt in silence, crush the vain imagination -- in stillness i let you go because love is something that is -- mostly misused, mostly confused with niceties, hardly ever respected (perhaps unknowingly through ignorance) --in stillness i faithfully learn.