Streams

Whatever stream it gets to you by,

it’s still a stream—leading nowhere

to some, somewhere to many, and

to others it’s—already there.

Florida Sunset, 2018

My deepest hearts confession

In your spirit lies perfection

Mind, body, and soul

My deepest hearts confession

What a blessing it is to hold

You close when no one’s guessing

My heart strings don’t you know

Sound only for your blessing

This flame is yours to grow

Dancing with the Devil

Dancing with the Devil

I coax his fire

whispering he tells me

I’m a no good liar

stepping on his toe

once than the another

throwing up his hands

as if time has expired

Go says the Devil

be gone come the morn

for I have no use

for you anymore

just promise me this

you’ll never return

fool me thrice said the Devil

and it’s there you shall burn

All right said I

understanding his plight

for giving me up

and back to the night

for even the Devil

must do what is right

as do I now crawling

back to the light.

Completely defeated

Even dulling my senses

doesn’t do the trick

when the truth

is knocking at the door

in fact it’s already inside

warming it’s feet by the fire

smiling in my direction

while I bring it tea

because it asked

and knows

I’m completely defeated.

nothing and everything

There is nothing

and everything

to fear. Anyone

who tells you

different is a liar.

Oh how the world

is a terrifying place

when you’ve already

walked through the fire.

sex, love, and war

if it’s all

sex, love

and war

then where we stand

is better, for

what it’s worth

the things we carry

lies, lore

even drugs, barely

rock and roll

our sundry hearts

whose spirits lurk

dear Joan of Arc,

if it’s all

been heaven sent

then hear me now

as I repent,

tied together

at the stake

a Sid and Nancy

sealed fate,

but dare I ask

what you desire

if and when

they light my fire,

come on, come on

make it quick

like silver I’ve

two dimes that’s it,

nothing more

and nothing less

dear lizard king

feel this

music sung

inside my heart

sailing on

a Noah’s Ark,

and in a cage

twisted, tangled

two minds race

they jingle jangle,

pulling teeth

and gumming glass

spitting blood

and skipping mass

for if it’s all

sex, love

and war

then know the reasons

worth fighting for