Sailing on the Titanic

Sailing on the Titanic
A relationship
Bound to go wrong
Before walking
The pews
Even though you thought it was cool
The illusion of posh
That seemed alright
Everyone needs a hero
Even if it wears a 13
Everyone needs to be rescued
From their own fate
Sailing the Titanic
A relationship you thought was cool
A body posh and
Looking prime
In hind sight
You were a fool
A relationship you were told
Was unsinkable
Where everyone around
Seems to have drowned
Freezing stiff and suffocating
Everyone needs a hero
Even if it doesn’t appear so
Everyone needs to be rescued
From their own mistakes
Sailing on the Titanic
Said to be unsinkable
All posh and looking fine
Destined for failure
Before walking the plank
Everyone needs to be rescued
For being a blind fool
Everyone needs a hero
To save them from
Their own foot steps

Zen the words

Zen the words
One day this heart will stop
Monopoly horse will cease
Having meaning
The one that helps
Keep the dream from every day
Swift as wind
Words will bend
Gentle as a forest
Words will flow
Fierce as a fire
Words will dance
Like wafts of smoke
Strong as a mountain
Words frozen in a glacier
When will it thaw?
Melting the frost that burns
Ancient words sounding new again
One day this heart will stop

When Angels Cry

When Angels cry
where do they go
to a forest maybe
where it is calm
to a mountain
where the wind blows
so they too can be strong
to a fire
so they can burn the pain away
when Angels cry
what do they say
Do they say my name
In a whisper
Do they ask questions
Just to hear an answer
Do they say nothing?
Because the echo would be deafening
Do they mourn in silence
Because one can hear their wails
When Angels cry
Do they steal the sun
Do the tears cut like steel?
Does the sound take your breath away
When Angels cry
where do they go
to a forest
where it is calm
to a mountain
so they too can be strong
to a fire
so they can burn the pain away

One Last Kiss

One last kiss
Before I leave you
One last kiss
Before I am gone

It has been so long
Since I have seen you
It feels like forever
Tumbling in this storm
I see you in my dreams
Standing before me

One last kiss
Before I leave you
One last kiss
Before I am gone

Long ago yesterday morning
The car slides out of control
Everyone was flying
In slow motion
Being tossed all around

One last kiss
Before I leave you
One last kiss
Before I am gone

It's been forever
Since I have seen you
It feels like yesterday
But I know it's been 5 years gone
It feels so cold in this tomb

One last kiss
Before I leave you
One last kiss
Before I am gone

It has been so long
Since I have seen you
It feels like forever
Spinning in this storm
I see you in my dreams
Standing before me

One last kiss
Before I leave you
One last kiss
Before I am gone

I look out into your eyes
As you look down
What do you remember?
Now that I am gone
Hope it was worth the memories

One last kiss
Before I leave you
One last kiss
Before I am gone

Voices Like Sandpaper

Voice like sandpaper
In a fog and hard to see
Harder to place

Wasted emotion
Wasted time
Wasted life

Teflon fades under scrutiny
What then Teflon man?
It will be hard to wash the decay away

Scream and yell
Point fingers
Give yourself legitimacy

Paint others with your affliction
In the end the sun will set
A voice like sandpaper

What a waist
Without grace
Haunted face

Sassy Jam

Sassy Jam Sessions
What s new in your world?
Humorous threats in hind sight
Calculating façade
Esoteric intellectuals
Playing their sick games
Narcissistic Mesenteric indifference
Schizophrenic accessions
Rules that make sense
But really don’t apply
Without consciousness
Malevolent Masochist
With a doctorate in pointing fingers
Acquiesce past
Future procedures
Diametrical opposites
Provocations too many
All that and the sun will still rise
The stars still dazzle in the sky
I still enjoy rain on my skin
And frost on my lips
Seeing the steam on the water
In the morning light
Hearing giggles and laughter
The spark in people’s eyes
Indifference to narcissistic Teflon people
Who think they can run through water
And come out dry
Calm anger is interesting
And makes everything
Humorous at four AM

Fighting Fate

Fighting fate
Ignoring destiny
What does that create?
Does fate ever arrive late?
Leaving you to wait
World somewhat sedate
Fighting fate
Ignoring destiny
Waiting for a call
Believing in the future
Repeating the some mistakes
Fate standing impatiently
Tossing out hate
Rushing to an appointment
Just to sit and wait
I believe in the future
Without distain
Fighting fate
Ignoring destiny
What does that create?
Signs all pointing the way
Fate go away
I will choose the destiny
No matter what you have to say
Sometimes stuff just happens
It was never meant to be that way
It was not a deck of cards you were dealt
It was not a new door that opened
It was not karma’s way
Fighting fate
Stepping over destiny
Walking into the future
One step at a time
I have wasted too much time
Doing this your way
Costing through life
Waiting for it to start
I believe in the future
It started yesterday

God watches the battles

Lost believers

Very few who have seen?
Are believers
After they have seen
What they have seen

God watches with indifferent
As bodies pile up
This is a war for freedom
The arrogance of justifying death
Once believers
Even through the eyes of hell
Lost believers

Very few who have seen?
Are believers
After they have seen
What they have seen

In life colour does not matter
In death we all bleed the same
Arrogance justifying freedom
Death looks on with indifference

My dad’s dad was such a man
A man who volunteered to be a pilot
to fly biplanes
Anything to get away from the tranches
Shot down and survived
Ending World War One with wings

God watches the battles of men
With indifference and distain
Losing believers on the way

My Dad’s dad was such a man
Trailer, soldier and warrior
Ending his war career in a field
And hospital bed

God watches the words of humanity
Even when those words
Causes humanity to bear arms

My dad’s dad was such a man
An Irish in a British uniform
Flying a British plane

Downed by German lead
Leaving God’s word behind
Dying of his wounds before I was born

His thoughts on God passed down
An Irishman green or orange
I have never known

Guardian Angel watches

Inner voices scream
Façade smiles stoically
Guardian Angel watches
As the demons play their games

Dodging bullets metaphorically
Anger pushes the calendar away
Hate pushes everyone away
Building walls that fall down
At the end only to remember the start
Where did it all go?
Fading to a the beginning
Saving others
Even though you wonder aimlessly

Inner voices scream
Façade smiles stoically
Guardian Angel watches
As the demons play their games

Staring into those eyes
That stares straight through you
Emptiness and shallow
Anger in the fear
No reflection just empty pits
Days go by in slow motion blurs
Eyes stare distantly
In faded memories

Inner voices scream
Façade smiles stoically
Guardian Angel watches
As the demons play their games

Everyone can be good at something
Everyone can be a little blue
Everyone has a bad day or two
Living through hell
Let all the hatred go
Walk in the sunshine
Maybe write a byline
Using the Name Dragon Von Volcom
Be someone’s story
Reflections in murky mirrors
When those eyes glare

Inner voices scream
Façade smiles stoically
Guardian Angel watches
As the demons play their games

Staring at the Sun

Staring at the sun

Even through the clouds
Blinded by fate
The same old songs on the radio
In the background
Looking for perfection
Through all the blind spots
Haze of piercing melodies
Little things creating humor
That is the punch line
Staring at the sun
Feeling the warmth
Days in the sun
Sand every where
Water splashing
Nobody cares
Staring at the sun
Sitting in the shade
Wishing for more
Knowing it to be a bore
Listening to all the giggles
Smiles for an entrance fee

Sitting at a place

Sitting on the spot

Where I once died
Looking over the edge
A coyote carcass decomposed
Empty sockets stare
The fog flows over the valley
Like a wall of water
Comes over the road silently
Engulfing everything in its path
Soon everything is covered in a London fog
Tree branches appear to be floating
Cars drive by mere feet away
Tires on pavement
Coming so near
Lights then they are gone
The sounds return to silence
And madly loud
The hooves of a dear meander by
Pray sniffs the coyote and is also gone
Shadows floating in the fog
Prophetic words in picture frame
The grayness drifts on
Stories remain rambling rumors
Forty five minutes freezing
Head strapped down
Tight to a board

Have you been drinking?

No

Have you been drinking?

No

Have you been drinking?

No

You cannot go to sleep!

The light burns!!!

So quiet

I need sleep


       Wake up!

                Wake up!

                         Wake up!