You don’t have to smile

If you’re not smiling today than good.

You don’t have to smile today.

You don’t have to smile tomorrow,

but you will smile again.

And when you do, I’ll be there

telling you I told you so.

And it’s going to be a great time.

It’s going to be better than before.

it happens all the time

tell someone

you love

a simple truth

and watch

while they

twist

and disfigure

your trust

until it is

so unrecognizable

you can’t help

but help them

pick apart

every last piece

of flesh and goodwill

until there is

nothing left

but the laughter

of strangers

Alvaro my friend

Alvaro
my friend
you left too soon
but what about
today
has me
thinking of you
is it Jimmies guitar
or my faded tattoo
perhaps it’s the night
as I howl at the moon.

Alvaro
my friend
you left too soon
and I never
got the chance
to say
thank-you
for all the nights
you offered your friendship
wanting nothing more
than good conversation.

Alvaro
my friend
you left too soon
but your spirit
it seems
continues to bloom
within my soul
like divine intervention
so my life is yours
solely by extension.

Which brings me
now
to think of you
how if you were here
you’d tell me to
let go this dirge
and create something new
Alvaro
my friend
we’ve got work to do.

when the earth quakes

When the earth quakes

I learned the other day

that people become

very much equal

looking for a doorway

and having no clue

what to do next.

Better

We’re going to make this better,

for whatever that may mean.

Alone — Separate — Together

Better has many names.

July 4th 2019

July 4th 2019

in a room

with the morning

by my bedside

waking to the light

of emptiness,

looking

west.

on the mountaintop

We spoke a lot out there about how different folks live their lives,

about the idea of success and what it really means to feel comfortable in circumstance,

about family and virtue,

giving back and taking more consciously.

We say the things up there

on the mountaintop,

which are hard to say among the crowds and noise of the working world’s downturned head,

but no less we come back down renewed.

Bohemian Blue

Scott wouldn’t let me leave

he said

where do you have to go?

Stay, have another

we’re your friends you know.

How much cash you got?

That’s it, no more

21 dollars even

and thanks for being here.

Walking among Redwoods

I never stood a chance in the landscape of her eyes

that green mountain range overlooking cloudy skies

but I walked a long while to get to where I’ve been

and I’ll walk a little longer regardless of the wind.

Is it better to escape like a dove into the light

or give into the darkness which creeps in from the night?

There’s something in the hills, either way I’m headed down

as I stream into the valley, with the current I am now

free from all the heartache, I barely make a sound

with the roots of the sequoia among the ancient ground.

watching dust

two vessels lay

like the dead

watching dust

disappear

off the ceiling fan