This is my song

Words are like music when I am thinking about the things
that move through my mind like fairies and other mysteries
with wings
This is my song-it is simple
yet complex and very cool
this is my words played to the
tune of my inner fool

Moments in time are like the back beat drum sound
that comes up every time I think you might come around
This is my song that I sing to you
in the shower, in the pool
I wrote the lyrics, but the
music is strictly old school.

Passion without expression is like the thrumming
of my desire, the harpsichord that only I hear humming
This is my song that only you can hear
in your bed, in your head
I sing my serenade of longing
in your car, whispered in your ear.

Hear me calling your name
Hear me calling your name
a chorus of fears without shame
without anyone left to blame

This is my song
it's about bad timing
it's about lost oppurtunities
it's about love, hurt, and wrong

It was supposed to be about you
or was it about our youth?
It's about me without
the need for a refrain
or even the truth

 

A Poem

I walked along that lonely street
where I always wanted to meet
this woman who I thought would make me complete
But all I seem to find
is little enough to remind me
that such dreams I should have left behind

I walked along some empty beach
out of sight, almost out of reach
hoping to find some poem that would sing not preach
But all I found was a colorless shell
like my lack of emotion, nothing to tell
like a moon without reflection down deep in a bottomless well.

I walk alone with little enough to show
not much to find or even to know
this is not about a song or having a reason to go
Did you see that woman? I must have passed her by
I can't remember if I gave her a try
its like I have no more tears to cry
it like I have no more fears from which to fly
its like something got stuck in my eye
its like words without meaning a thing
its like a poem without lines or inking