Saturday, February 10, 2024

does it die

Can it be fixed?
Is there a point of
No return 
To that sunny day
When even God 
Approved and blessed 
Our unusual love
Can I hope to repair 
What tools exist 
A broken foundation 
Needs so much
More
Is the distance 
To great 
For hope 
I cry into the void 
Where once was love
Is now a black hole 
Our calapsed star
Where light 
has no
Chance to escape 
The event 
Horizon of lost love 

ideal

A piece of whisper 
Claims your instant
A moment of Devine
Clarity 
Defense ego gone
With a perfect openness 
You become the filament 
Burning like a star
The bulb lights your 
Path
To an idea
The door opens
The key falls
Gracefully into your
Hand
And with this
You become open
To forever 

Saturday, January 13, 2024

Dr. Light



thought about YOU while
Peter Gabriel knew
about your eyes
always flamed with
too much honesty and
 whiskey makes men out
of boys are not meant
what I said that day
was long overdue what
you must have been such
a friend comes along only once
in a song that you and I
 both loved too much to
be sane or insane is all
a question of context