Double Entendre

Beautiful silence
Rain knocking
The deer stand staring
Double entendre not subtle
Dead inside but fighting anyway
Silence has a symbolic symmetry
Like hard rain on a tin roof
Deer stand and stare
Dead pan eyes looking off in space
Road kill with an empty soul
Wasted and Spiritless
Rain washes the blood away
In a raging fire

Alabama calling

Alabama calling

Tennessee close by

Georgia looking on

Growing up on grits and corn

Looking like liquid gold

Sipping all the sunshine

Blowing kisses at heaven

Just to tease the devil inside

Alabama calling

Winkling eyes in the land of Dixie

Tantalizing and demure

Tennessee close by

Little on the wild side

Walking daisies dukes

Tightening the black belt

The aroma peaches so beautiful

Georgia looking on

Wide eyed and beautiful

Two stepping whiskey

Under the canopy of that old lynching tree

Stone Angels look on and pray

Alabama calling

Tennessee close by

Georgia looking on

That cotton dress swaying in the wind

Drying in the smelting breeze

All that sin washed away

Two stepping whiskey

She can still smell it on the breath of that preacher man

The Deep South has it way of casting its spell

Sipping that golden sun

Alabama calling

Tennessee close by

Georgia looking on

cast from thee

Sense of remorse
Entangled predicaments
Truth through the eyes of death
Sympathetic indifference
Walking ghosts
Weightless and invisible
An allusion in a cryptic purgatory
The truth painfully hard to accept
Paradoxical passion and detachment
A place unfulfilled, Unrequited and unattained
Losing this soul
The places aren't the same As I remember them
The happiness some how seeped  away
Memories whispering
I beseech thee
Leave now in peace
What thou so much desired is cast from thee
All men have flaws
Thou is cast from thee

Smoldering Eyes

Smoldering eyes in the darkness
Not an apology for a life lived
Revelations in every strange predicament
An architect of ones own demise
The time for decisions has come
Tangible pathways in the darkness
Irrelevant innocence all the same
Silent leverage omnipresent
Hard resolve trusting ones subconscious
The purgatory of indecision
Exponential sense of helpfulness
Silence affirmation of a peace fated
Emptiness at the feet of mutilated stone guardians
Redemption often missed as it passes directly overhead
A soliloquy of trepidation
Deciphering this elaborate language
This prophecy in the landscape of tomorrow
Salvation in the shadows of sacrifice
Looking beyond a shallow facade
The devil comes out from the shadows
Rejects the angels love and runs

Perpetual Mourning

Perpetual mourning

Seven years of nights

I never meant.

What I said that night

Can’t finish the thought

It’s too far gone

To remember the feeling

That went with tears

I never meant for life to turn

To turn this way

Seven years of nights turning into day

Watching the dawn

The dusk of night’s memories

Insomnia of the day

Watching the moving undead

Dust to dust

Flaking away

I never meant for you to be a lie

Thought you meant more to your self

Then I did to me

Would give it all for a second chance

But all is already gone

And so are all of the second chances

Never meant for it to end

But everything does

Given the time

The answer was never

If you had asked the question

Can you think what it could been

About enough being enough

Interesting how life does that

I never meant to make you vindictive

Maliciousness in the cruelty of your words

I never meant for this life to get in your way

Is it too late to care?

As a calico changes color in the shade