Tuesday, July 14, 2009

today

promise, destiny, and freedom are in the sunshine today
i'm drinking in the breeze and getting loose
all charged up
opportunity has arrived
it's at my fingertips, i'm on the starting line
turning the page, it's a new story
the page is blank, but creativity is flowing
dreams are formulating, victory is in the air
carried on the wind from the distance
life is a question about to be answered
promise and destiny call
i'm free to run

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

shala mo na yethi

rotake yesu as-saluma reso
sibo lati yethimu la
ek-ketuma as-samura ti
rohsha keyia ti rota kaya romo nanana rota
resu
kaya
saluma
shibo.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

mountains

the leaves are burning in the sunshine of this freedom
i'm all alone with the wind
it's a new beginning tomorrow
there's love to be found and songs to be written
this is good mountain soil, friendship will grow here

time travel

flying through space
i'm a buzzing b
i'm going back in time
the womb was dark
all the years are at my fingertips
i don't miss them

Thursday, May 7, 2009

tu me manques

toi, tu me manques
même quand tu es à côté de moi
je regarde plus avant
et je vois les temps lorsque tu ne seras pas avec moi
je me sens vide
et comme si ton amour pour moi était fini
et comme si notre amitié n'avais jamais existé.  

Saturday, April 25, 2009

My God is My Redeemer

ashes and rubble
smoke and fires
broken years
burning tears
weeping on the floor
crying out at night
the anguish
all alone
bitterness
broken hopes
messes
where are you
lost
confusion
fire thoughts
racing racing
razors on the arms
driven until dawn
focus
hopeless
long for death
waiting for judgment
broken dreams
the enemy in the dark
fear
piercing words out of my mouth
wounding everyone i love
thoughts of guns
testing the railing
late
overslept
overate
oversex
overdark
overnothingness

take this life of death
burn it on your altar
let the fires change a life
let them light up a dark place
crush it into oil
fuel the lamp of hope in a girl's eyes
anoint the head of a young man
seal it with your promise.
go'ali eli.

lovely

the longing of my soul
is to bloom into beauty before you
let my heart spill its treasure
let my blood fill the petals
in the warmth of your love
drinking in the rain of your love
hold me in your hand
pick me
this morning is a reawakening
this dying is a rebirth
the mess and the dew
the water and the spirit
a new fragrance from my ashes
fire consume me
take me up
your hands are lovely

Monday, April 20, 2009

a life

the baby boy
didn't know how to say
what he wanted
but when he was old enough to say it
he forgot what it was.
then one night with his lovely wife
he remembered the dream.
knowing.
even with her lips pressed against his
he was still alone.
it filled up his nights and days until they ran together.
then one day he looked in the mirror and knew that he was wrong.
it was then that his true family found him.
when he died, they were all there,
remembering his touch.
but their tears weren't for forever.
soon...

dreams

one night while i dreamed that i was flying
i woke up over madrid
i tumbled through the night
and landed in the arms of a new friend.

one night while i dreamed that i was walking
i woke up in a forest surrounded by villains
with my back against the wall
i pulled out my trusty sword and said
it's a good day to die.

one night while i dreamed i was swimming
i woke up in a sea of tears
the pain was so great that i let myself sink to the bottom
but then i remembered you and i knew i had to press on.

one night while i dreamed i was alone
i woke up and i was all alone
i called and called and no one came
but then i fell asleep in your arms.

redemption

the blood red petals are scattered all over the floor
mixed in with the wrong notes, the wrong words at the wrong time,
the scent of death on the memories of autumn,
the hint of failure laced throughout,
and all the golden victories.
a life unfinished.

enough

one time i became very small
and fled to a deep patch of grass
i hid from the giant monsters
i learned to become friends with a friendly ant
there was always plenty to go around
we sang little songs
but they were big to us
even the small bit of hope that burned in our hearts
was enough to keep us warm through the cold, cold night.

Mornin'

I had a dream. Just before dawn I was cruising down the highway west. away from all this mess. The mountains ahead of me, deep blue in the ...