Memories Unbidden

Am I thinking of you
or is it you thinking of me
Why is it your name
slips in my head so easily

Cliche as ancient history
our time together is to me
yet memories unbidden
refuse to remain hidden

Am I unhappy in my current state?
No that's not it.

Am I longing for times long ago
Again that answer's a resounding no.

Am I uncertain of what's to come?
No one can know how life will go.

Self reflection in every way
and still no answer can I say
to understand this strange situation
inside my crazy brain

Am I thinking of you
or is it you thinking of me
Cliche as ancient history
yet your echoes won't let me be

Time

Fleeting flashes

behind closed eyes.

Questionable memories

of times gone by.

How did I get here?

Where did you go?

What happens in the moment

seems to disappear in years.

I'm uncertain of my 

next tomorrow-

Where I will be?

What it will bring?

But as for today,

with feathers,

I play.

Do You Remember

Breathless
running free
sunshine
 gentle breeze
do you remember
remember these?

Cool water from a hose
ice cream trucks
sand between your toes
do you remember
remember those?

Playing with kids just down the street
Mom bringing out that red sweet treat
night time games of hide and seek
scary names you shouldn't speak

Do you remember
not long ago
singing loud
not laughing low?

Do you remember
seems like yesterday
Do you remember
how to play?

Triangle Square

Interesting individuals
at triangle square.
Laughing, talking
Playing games
Without care.

Hope and hospitality
We're glad you are there
Keeping company
gladly
at triangle square.


Interesting individuals
at triangle square.
Stories of life, love and realty.
Filled with expansive personality.

Tales from the past
a gift for the moment
relive the heartache
extinguish old torment
Virtual strangers
 become new found friends


Interesting individuals
at triangle square.
Old faces find new ways
to look at life's beginnings and ends
It starts with the formation
of new relations.

Closing Open Doors

Clearing out the cobwebs
Closing open doors.
Getting rid of rodents
hidden in the cracks.

Blocking out unwanted thoughts.
Holding nothing back.
Remnants of yesterday
are returned to the past.

Unwanted individuals
try to weasel in.
Silliness of asking
to see you again.

Keep strong and say no.
Let their injustice go.
Look forward to tomorrow.
Release the ancient pain and sorrow.


Clearing out the cobwebs.
Firmly closing open doors.
Getting rid of rodents,
They're not welcome anymore.

Hey Remember Me?

Hey remember me?

As a matter of fact I do

And as I recall the memory

leaves me feeling cool.

Hey remember me?

If you have to ask

it's been far too long

since we kept company.

Hey remember me?

Apparently you do

I know enough to close that door

I think that you should too.

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.

Past, Present, Future

It's hard to stay in the present
when the past is determined to find you
It's as if every step you take
it over takes you by two.

What are you supposed to do
when you let it go but it holds on to you?
How do you get away
when you leave but it's determined to stay?

It's hard to find the future path
when the road block of yesterday
lasts and lasts.

Redirected focus and Flash
change direction and crash
Walked headlong into a blast from the past.

Is there something I need to see?
Is there a reason it's following me?
Is there a lesson yet to learn?
If so teach me so I can turn
my  different corner and be free.

Keep climbing
Keep going
Keep growing
Knowing
One day
yesterday
will leave
and
tomorrow
will be free
to be
the future
you know it can be.

Thinking Queen

Alone with myself

Thinking many thoughts of you

Memories don’t fade.

Ask who you might be

The response I am the Queen.

How could you not know?

SHADOWS

I walk along and what do I see

But the shadows of the future calling me

I turn around and what do I find

But the shadows of the past are on my mind

People tell me that what I see

Are just images playing with me

But I tell them I tell them that

Shadows are real if you want them to be

They’re something quite extraordinary

The places and people you’re longing to see

They’re not at all imaginary

But just between you and me

I know they’re the things I’m longing to see

I know they’re the things I imagine quite well

Are they the truth or can I tell