Another Day

Another day
Another chance
Another play
Another dance

This is the moment
This is the time
This is the music
This is the rhyme


Fill it with laughter
to last til the hereafter

Fill it with happiness
to keep out the loneliness

Fill it with hope
so with all we can cope

Fill it with magic
so life's not so tragic


Another day
Another chance
Another play
Another dance

This is the moment
This is the time
This is the music
This is the rhyme

Complicated Emotions

Overly cautious
conveniently dumb
my current state of emotions
has left me quite numb

Too tired to feel.
Weighed down by my thoughts.
Time stretches on.
It's all that I've got

Sleep eludes me.
Sometimes, so does sanity;
languidly watching
me slip away from me.

Somewhere the key
to awaken from wakeful dreaming
lies in a drawer
filled with complicated scheming.

A stronger hand than mine
would feel good
right about this time.

Why am I always
the beast of burden?
Sometimes I need to take time
to heal the inside of me that's hurting.


Too tired to feel.
Weighed down by my thoughts.
Time stretches on.
It's all that I've got

No Motivation

so much to do

no motivation

trying to pretend

I'm on a staycation

dancing in the dark

playing at the park

listening to music

singing like a lark

so much to do

no motivation

I tried to pretend

but I need a vacation

foreign lands

ivory sands

roaming hands

that would be grand

so much to do

no motivation

pretending no more

takes dedication

trying new hobbies

like yoga and meditation

meeting new people

for my edification

Unexpected Events

Smiling eyes

Laughing lips

Funny lines

Dancing hips

Sunset sky

Twinkling eyes

Scintillating sensation

Clever conversation

Mutual interests

Similar weirdness

Fellow artist

Kindred spirits

All That's Free in the City

Nothing to do?
You're not that creative.
In California,
if you are a native,
Then you'd recognize
all that's free
in the city.


Tuesday night Hollywood Jazz
Third Wednesday Block Party
First Friday Food Trucks
Thursday Night concerts
Saturday Karaoke
Museum weekends
Daily fun never ends

Nothing to do?
You're not that creative.
In California,
if you are a native,
Then you'd recognize
all that's free
in the city.

Movies Music and More
There's a world to explore
Just open your door
Set your feet on the floor
Find something new to adore.


Nothing to do?
You're not that creative.
In California,
if you are a native,
Then you'd recognize
all that's free
in the city.

Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow

Yesterday's me

Yesterday's you

There is nothing we can do

to bring back the people who

we used to be.

Tomorrow's you

Tomorrow's me

There's know telling

who they will be.

Today's me

Today's you

fondly remembers

yesterdays too.

I will never be able to be

my yesterday me nor

do I exactly wish to be

the yesterday today

You will never be able to pursue

Your yesterday you nor

should you 

as who you are today

is so brave and true

Can we be happy with today's

you and me?

Can we stop wishing for 

who they used to be?

Yesterday's me

Yesterday's you

There is nothing we can do

to bring back the people who

we used to be.

Today's you and me

Should gladly wait and see

Tomorrow's you

and

Tomorrow's me

As there's know telling

who they will be.

Mixed Up

Mixed signals
on all sides
Promises of truth  and lies

Mixed feelings
hard to decide
Moral ambiguity
the art of  compromise

Mixed emotions
constantly surround
drifting , floating,
all around

Mixed up world
not quite of my own creation
Escape realty without hesitation

It Has To Be

It has to be a dream

there's no way this could be real

this state of confusion

I do not wish to feel.

It has to be a trick

Some strange slight of hand

this perplexing predicament

of which I can't command.

It has to be a conspiracy

some puppet master's play

this strange state of events

which gravitate my way.

It has to be a mystery

which hasn't reached it's end

this life long journey

upon which we all depend.

Sometimes

Sometimes it feels all right.

Sometimes it feels all wrong.

Sometimes it feels like nothing you do

Will make it all move along.

Sometimes your dreams come true.

Sometimes your best bits die.

Sometimes all you can do

Is just hold your head and cry.

Sometimes you make a wish.

Sometimes you make a plan.

Sometimes you don't know which

Will help you to take that stand.

Sometimes you just give up.

Sometimes you just keep trying.

Sometimes it's not enough.

How I wish that I was lying.

Sometimes the road is long.

Sometimes the end is far.

Sometimes if you are strong

You'll reach up and grab a star.

Sometimes it feels all right.

Sometimes it feels all wrong.

Sometimes it just helps knowing

That down deep inside you're strong.

Time To

Time to regroup
Time to unwind
Time to let go
of the troubles on my mind

Time to think
Time to dream
Time make
plans of how to combine the two

Time to wait
Time to do
Time to know
what's right and true


Time to live
Time to die
Time to distinguish
which one and why

Home Sweet Home

My room.

My rules.

My music.

My shows.

My food.

My meals.

My mess.

My bills.

My thoughts.

My will.

My, My,

How does it feel?

Home Sweet Home.

Yes,

This is real.

Silly Reality

Tired
Dejected
Heart unprotected

Shouting
Pouting
Constantly doubting

Lies
Cries
Constant compromise

Fears
Tears
Compassionate years

Emotion
Devotion
No magic potion

Silly
Reality
That's some family

On the Road

Traveling
Slowly
Traveling
Quickly
Surrounded by family

Highly entertaining
Headed for parts unknown
All of us not quite grown

Traveling
Gladly
Laughing quite
Madly
On the road
Fast and free
Traveling
With family

Dementia

Repeated
Reminded
Repeated
Reminded

Morning
Noon
And
Night

Time is unkind
To the aging mind

Repeated
Reminded
Repeated
Reminded

Morning
Noon
And
Night

Family's disconnected
My future's unprotected
A pattern I've detected
Will I too be dejected?

Time is unkind
To the aging mind

LAX

Common destination
Our only common ground
Lost in translation
The theory is quite sound

Passive faces
Inglorious places
Life in semi stasis
Awaiting the oasis

Common destination
Our only common ground
Lost in translation
The theory is quite sound

Tender Game

Who's the moth
and who's the flame?
Just how tender 
is this game?

Sweet surrender
would love to claim
another participant
in it's name.

Time has passed
it's not the same.
Exactly who
is playing games?

How'd we get here
from where we've been?
Should we travel
this way again?


Who's the moth
and who's the flame?
Just how tender 
is this game?

Moth's To A Flame

Moth's to a flame

they call my name

out of the woodwork they came.

Laughter and wonder

What rock have you been under?

The summer heat's disturbed your slumber.

Memories retold.

Questions asked, quite bold.

Young at heart yet feeling old.

Semi precious thoughts.

Hold on to what you've got.

Let go of what you have not.

Blowing on the embers.

Ask if I remember

Those memories quite tender.

Moth's to a flame

out of the woodwork they came.

They call my name

but it's not the same.

Substitute Extraordinaire

Fill the void
Replace the original
Hold the place til the right one arrives
Substitute extraordinaire
How could you think that I don't care?

Fill in the time
Replace the loneliness
Hold down the fort til it gets sorted
Substitute extraordinaire
Get attached, don't you dare.

Feel like a shadow
Replace the memory
Hold on to illusions
Substitute extraordinaire
This is a moment that we share

Love, Lust and Lasciviousness

Love, lust and lasciviousness 

various shades of grey

interconnected emotions 

with which we want to play

Love, lust and lasciviousness 

various shades of grey

interconnected emotions

leading us astray

Love, lust and lasciviousness 

various shades of grey

interconnected emotions

causing wanton displays

Love, lust and lasciviousness 

various shades of grey

interconnected emotions

that can lead to dismay

Love, lust and lasciviousness 

various shades of grey

interconnected emotions

each of us conveys

Love, lust and lasciviousness 

various shades of grey

interconnected emotions 

with which we want to play

Free to

Free
free to...

Free to be
Free to see

Free to express
Free to dress


Free
free to...


Free to come
Free to go

Free to learn
Free to grow

Free to ask
Free to know


Free
free to...


Free to try
Free to fail

Free to fly
Free to sail


Free
free to...


Free to chance
Free to dream

Free to laugh
Free to scream


Free
free to...


Free to create
Free to celebrate


Free
free to...

Randomness

This, that and the other
One thing leads to another
Time and time again
in different directions I spin.

Up, down, over and out
Wondering what it's
All about.
Will I find my
beyond a shadow of doubt?

This, that and the other
One thing leads to another
Time and time again
in different directions I spin.

Hither and yon
Far and near
Over the horizon
Beyond the pale
I never know how far I'll sail.

From Timbuktu
to Kalamazoo
There's no telling what
I'm likely to do.
Try ask the Sphinx
She might tell you.
And if she does
then tell me too.

This, that and the other
One thing leads to another
Time and time again
in different directions I spin.

Wearing Wings

I never drive while wearing wings
I put those on for finer things
like sipping tea with dragons
or waltzing with  wizards


I never drive while wearing wings
I put those on for finer things
Like climbing stairs with ice queens
or sauntering past stilt-walking goblins

I never drive while wearing wings
I put those on for finer things
like playing chess with mermaids
or conversations with courtesans

I never drive while wearing wings
I put those on for finer things
like photo shoots with pixies
or moonlit bubble blowing

I never drive while wearing wings
I put those on for finer things
like teasing guards with their own swords
or capturing creatures for rewards

I never drive while wearing wings
I put those on for finer things
like bravely facing elementals
or gazing in wonder at flying elves

Sipping tea or climbing stairs
Playing chess and Photo shoots
Fights with swords and trees with roots
Creative creatures and clever wares
Among their midst I'm without care
But drive with wings I'd never dare