Messy Clean

Like indolent dream washed away
by the sea’s uprising
passively yielding
into a sheltered thought
for i can’t explain
this weathered plot
it feels like decades since we have talked.
Maybe in another life
a better chance
maybe in another dream
with a sweeter glance
maybe my heart
with a different stance.
Another day of
gibberish grouse.


Blessed Brokenness

Let them see me as a fool
If only You’ll undo me
Take pride and self and rights away
But beckon me come to Thee

If failing is what humbles me
If falling is what breaks me
Then let me fall and fail and faint
Just come, possess and take me

You are the One my soul desires
There is none other for me
So bring the storms, the trials, the woes
For in those best I know Thee

You see the pain my heart requires
To mold and make me like Thee
So send the fires which please You most
I will not fear what strikes me

I trust Your goodness and Your grace
They shall not ever fail me
You hide my life safe in Your grasp
Though hell’s worst fiends assail me

I’ve chosen you as my own child
A treasure ‘cause You found me
With glory I’ll soon crown you!

I see you

I see you when you’re down, And depressed, just a mess
I see you when you cry, When you’re shy
When you want to die,I see you when you smile
It takes a while, At least you’re here
I see you.
I’m alone with you, You’re alone with me
I see you when you hide behind those words
And when you lie, it’s no surprise, I see you when run from the light
Within your eyes, I see you when you think
That I don’t notice all those scars
I see you

Yes, I see you
I’m alone with you, You’re alone with me
What a mess you’ve made of everything
And I’m hoping that you will see yourself
Like I see you
I see you

I see you when you chase, All the dreams inside your head
I see you when you laugh, And when you love until the bitter end
I see you in the dark
At the dawn of something new
I see you

Yes, I see you, Even when you cry
And even when you’re shy
You mean everything to me, Even when you lie
And even when you hide.

I see you.

Send in the Clowns

Isn’t it rich?
Are we a pair?
Me here at last on the ground,
You in mid-air,
Where are the clowns?
Isn’t it bliss?
Don’t you approve?
One who keeps tearing around,
One who can’t move,
Where are the clowns?
There ought to be clowns?
Just when I’d stopped opening doors,
Finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours
Making my entrance again with my usual flair
Sure of my lines
No one is there
Don’t you love farce?
My fault, I fear
I thought that you’d want what I want
Sorry, my dear!
But where are the clowns
Send in the clowns
Don’t bother, they’re here
Isn’t it rich?
Isn’t it queer?
Losing my timing this late in my career
But where are the clowns?
There ought to be clowns
Well, maybe next year

All the way.

Have I ever compared you to the stars?
Have I ever described your eyes in ways that resemble constellations?
Talk to me about time.
Talk to me about the universe
in all ways that I’ll never be able to understand.
Spin me around like a clock and take me back in time
to the days when stars shined brighter than these city lights.

We don’t have to say a word.
Make no noise, not a sound.
Let silence fill our ears.
Let the quiet take over the earth.
Let us float in this peace,
and enjoy the time we have together.

I had a dream, however insane, that we were dancing with the cosmos.
Twirling with the burning stars,
and playing hide and seek with the spaceships.

I know that you have to leave soon
and I know that stars don’t burn forever,
but lay with me here on the ground.
We’ll count sheep all night until
the sun greets us in the morning letting us know
that the night is dead and gone.

It’s not my fault that I fell in love with the world in you.
I see so much life in you
and I think we should stay in this position forevermore.
We will never miss another darting star,
Whirling its way passed us breaking our silence just for a second.


Complex Spring

Waiting for spring to return this winter’s day.
Straining to touch warm breezes of the past.
Caught in this prison of grey and white.
Wishing to break these dark chains that hold me.

Remnants of fall crumpled like brown paper on the ground.
Straws of pale brown growing up through the snow, it’s dry.
Seeds and freeze-dried fruit lay scattered about under trees.
Bare limbs and stalks drip with liquid glass.

Trees hanging bare, grey in lifelessness.
Winter birds call out, single in their pursuit of leftover meals.
Tracks of animals unknown dot the landscape with patchwork.
Waves of ridges etched in the white lead off to nowhere.

Sparse, sun-filled days bring brief glimpses of hope.
With the promise of warmth waiting to banish the cold
that holds me to my past and this existence;
waiting for spring to return and thaw this frozen heart.

Doomsday they call

With sand sinking quickly,
It’s dragging me down and there’s no way of saving me.
You stand and watch me drown in my own river, for now, I’m just a skeleton in your closet.

Words of regret you feed me,
But I throw them into the stream because the adventure was so much sweeter.
I told you to just leave me in a pit and wait for the earth to cover me up.
If you so greedily wish to see me again just dig me up.
When I ask to throw me into the sea you were scared of the waves I was to create.
I told you not to worry because if you want to see me again just dive down below.

This life is all I want to remember.
I don’t want to live in the future.
You told me if I died you’ll never grow my flowers or cry for my pain.
So I stopped and lived another day for you.

And you told me you have been on the run for decades but never knew why.
So since you know you must keep moving you kissed me in every language you knew,
As our hands parted like passing ships.