Even in this saddest season, 

Give thanks, there is always reason, 

Remember those that went before, 

Consider how they made you more, 

Take to heart the lessons learned, 

Don’t waste regret on bridges burned, 

Give thanks for knowing right from…

Bright as the clear day sun, 

I can’t help but turn away, 

My heart still tells me turn back, 

But I don’t have a thing to say, 

My old and jaded heart, 

Is pretty hard to sway, 

But she always…

Man boys in tin kites, 

Far from home but still privileged, 

More than the guys in the tin dragonflies, 

The carcasses of which, 

Would be dragged back to camp, 

By others of their kind nearly every day, 

And these were…

Red dirt and rock, 

Just an empty place, 

Surely there is something in another direction, 

Picture after picture, 

Still an empty place, 

Just loneliness incarnate.

Tuesday night into Autumn, 

Darkness falling more, 

Things are really changing, 

Here along the shore, 

Words are prone to wander, 

Much like in a dream, 

Music flows like whiskey, 

Things aren’t what they seem, 

The waves lap at the jetty, 

…

All the broken people waiting, 

For one to fix their life, 

More getting broken every day, 

In manufactured strife, 

Turning on each other now, 

Driven to it in their pain, 

Too busy with their fighting, 

In the manufactured rain, 

They…

Down by the old canal, 

On that night time city street, 

Just listening to the music, 

Wondering who I’ll chance to meet, 

Quite a while into the sunset, 

But still alive and kicking, 

Never thought that I would still be…

Seeking justice in an unjust world, 

Setting out with sails unfurled, 

Leaving all my hopes to fate, 

Weathering the storms of hate, 

This course I’ve sailed on all my life, 

Although sometimes it causes strife, 

Sailing on the waves of…

All the dreams and nightmares, 

And things we never did, 

Words that weren’t written, 

Feelings that were hid, 

Memories fade to fiction, 

Reality starts to fade, 

Feels like we’re forgetting, 

Some due that went unpaid, 

From before the age of…

At the End of the Day 

When the sunlight fades, end of the day, 

What last words will we all say, 

We had the garden, threw it away, 

Now there’s only Hell to pay, 

Wise men and sages all down…

Eye Of The Beholder 

Another night I sit and write, 

The same thoughts bend my brain, 

The world, the sky, the people's cry, 

Are we really all insane. 

Madness here psychosis there, 

Everywhere are minds a smolder, 

Sanity is only…

Tears on each other’s sleeves, 

Hugs for the one that leaves, 

Out the storefront window, 

Scene played in the heat, 

Sad songs, sung inside.