Wednesday, March 21, 2018


An off key blues singer, ms blues to you, so sing along with me
I want to sing my bluetry off key for you
So we can have a fling, peruse my blues, schmooze along the Danube
Escape New York City’s sweet heat summertime
Maybe book a trip to Syracuse where it’s always cold
Got the blues from my head to my toes
Good morning heartache
Try to keep pushing ahead
Exploding inside like an earthquake
Heartbeat moves like a drumhead
Love’s left behind in the game

Make the dream reality
Integrity, happily love the song Valerie
Especially as sang by Amy,
There’s a fatality of sanctity
Specificity is not the answer
Hard to stay focused, too much to do
my mind swept up in strong currents
Some things matter more than money monarchies

Demolition derby – spiteful resolution
My poetic genius stands across the street
Observing me from Ft. George Hill
With trepidation, Search for liberation
Discover corruption in my old soul
“Walk this way,” I say
Flames eat me alive from inside

Sky set on fire, bring our souls from mire,
My heart a siren, beats with desire
Stir passion in, fire blossoms into love
Religious history for all mankind
Find our way out of a bind 
Stay on the peace grind, remain centered, mindful
All religion winds down to similar precepts
My life’s an open book
Written in an ancient language only my soul deciphers
Is it easy to define me?

A midnight blue sky filled with silver stars twinkling fragrant amidst fuchsia blossoms
Leaves falling from dogwood trees
A white turtledove suddenly flies into my open hand - from above, spreads his wings
Hovers a second or two above my head
Do you think I’m in love again?

Floating in the sea,
I’m where I need to be
Like living in a musical ballet
Jelling in a renaissance of humanity

Wednesday, February 14, 2018


My thoughts run wild, like a child beguiled
Can’t follow instructions or conversation
Want my mind reconciled
My mind runs ahead of me screaming directions
In desperation I hear reflections abound in my head
Talking so fast I get lost trying to follow
So much confusion right here in my brain
Follow the next thought with exasperation
Turn left here now turn right and take this detour
The allure of this thought or that conjecture calls
I can’t keep track, my thoughts run so fast
Runs fast from past to current newscast
Weather overcast, Look through clothes amassed
What should I wear today?
Why am I an outcast?
I must be miscast
The details flabbergast me
How long can all this last?
Thoughts flit like a bird from tree to bough
I attempt to plow through my to do list
But only get so far when my mind races again
No wonder I’m so tired at the end of the day
I can’t keep my mind still, keep it
So lively inside, I talk to hundreds of people a day
Only it’s only inside my head where the conversations play
My rich inner life never occurs in real time
It’s like a ball bouncing between very close walls
Like music, my reflections rise and fall
Uncontained by restraints
My mind races on uncontained
An eruption occurs 10 times a second
I try to check in with the present
With frequent dissent into intent
I reckon my mind’s in a rush like
A kiss and first blush, my mind
moves so fast I feel like I been running all day

Friday, February 09, 2018

Believe In The Dream

Make the dream reality
Integrity, happily love the song Valerie
Especially as sang by Amy,
There’s a fatality of sanctity 
Specificity is not the answer
Hard to stay focused, too many things to focus on 
my mind swept up in strong currents 
Some things matter more than money monarchies 
Set the sky on fire, bring souls out of mire, 
Heart is a siren beats with desire 
Tired of infighting, stir the fire of love 
Israel’s religious history is here for all mankind to find their way out of a bind  
stay on the peace grind at the center of mindfulness, 
All religion winds down to similar precepts 
my life’s seems an open book 
I say it’s written in an ancient language translated by my soul 
So stop thinking it’s so simple to define me 
A midnight blue sky filled with silver stars amidst fuchsia blossoms 
Leaves falling from dogwood trees 
A white turtle dove suddenly flew into my hand-came  from above, 
hovered a second or two 
Do you think it’s because I’m in love again?

Wednesday, January 17, 2018

Making Lemonade

I got my own sour songs, my own sour wrongs,
My own damn right to sing the blues
Catch me if you can because I’m elusive conclusive

Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
but the fruit of the poor lemon tree is impossible to eat
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
but the fruit of the lemon is impossible to eat

One day beneath the lemon tree I realized I’d been fooled from the start
Make it a point to fool myself regarding matters of the heart
Love is very pretty to see
adrenalin runs thickly through my veins
tries to convince me I cause the sour taste
so I swallow the bitter trying not to wallow in self-pity,
To regain insight without blame trying my best to believe love exists

Our great nation is at the mercy of another oppression
a rising recession a looming depression of immense proportions
like we’ve only seen once before.
I’m tired of making lemonade with so many lemons
I want to leave the bad behind, keep an open mind
I’ve come to like the taste of bitter lemons discovering its better than nothing at all
Search for direction a solution to the pollution, the destruction of humans and planet looking for a way out of the confusion, the inevitable destruction giving up human rights, praying for evolution some simple solution another revolution

In a rhapsody of blue dreams unable to define, blowing in the wind
The planets aligned provide piece of mind
a little peace of mind to help hope stay alive to dream
about fresh ground and brewed java served with a little steamed cream each morning
Sunlight steams though the window blinds provide a remnant of peace.
A world where everyone’s kind, people refuse to be blind truth dominates

Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
but the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat

Saturday, December 30, 2017


Why blame me for all the pain
Credit me for all the gains you’ve had
For years and years
Credit me for fame
Who wants the blame for what you said I did
That I didn’t do
I know your name
It’s ok for you to jump in my game
Stop acting like we’re Cain and Abel
Or like we’re both rebels on opposite sides
In line for the same resources
I’m your friend not your enemy
Don’t confuse me,
I won’t excuse you
Don’t play this game today
My name is your name
Let’s put us in a frame
It sounds a little lame
But it’s true not contrite
We’re staying tight
Don’t give up the fight
I’m trying to keep you alive
Finally saw the light
Left behind the blight
Left me in such a fright
Really not trite
I assure you
The value of my life depends on fame, on my name, my game and gain
Spread the word
Don’t blame me for the pain
For not seeing the way you claim
To see I can’t pretend to be or see what I don’t see
I’d like to play that game sometimes, would make life a little easier and I admit I took that turn several times – went down that path knowing the truth had left me there, alone and bereft
So I try again and again
Help, help me please

Sunday, November 26, 2017

For The Thrill Of It All

Hugs and kisses, velvet wishes
Come to an end and what’s left
Change husbands, like changing an old pair of shoes for new
Like to buy a new pair of shoes
Sudden change to my heart’s colder weather
Gets cold outside, feel blue, another breakthrough
Work to get through the next day
Everyone says they’re coming through
Can’t believe what anyone says
It’s a new day and I’m
one flew over the cuckoo’s nest
Hard pressed to think I messed up again
Trying my best to stay compressed, so distressed
My heart thumps in my chest
Please God let me be Mae West
Life’s work a contest, possessed by desire to conquest
Impressed by old things finessed, dressed to kill
Live in an all frills world
Cotton candy clouds
Are worth more than riches         
And more delicious too

Death gnaws at my life
Fret at changes in this body I no longer know like I used to
No longer own
This body betrays me and does whatever it wants to do
It’s not me just a shell, like a tortoise I will shed
My body like a garden hose, thrown around and carelessly mistreated till it grows holes
Neglected, abused, torn inside out, rife with strife
Can’t get away from myself
This body ages without grace
Thoughts seclude me
Nostalgia eludes me
Randomly search inside to know this body that is mine
Life’s burrs consume me
Soul is youthful, yearns to learn, to see the unseen
Physical pains don’t belong to me, only this body I am forced to carry
It can’t all be bad - We all get old
Some of life glows with rhythm like sudden golden shimmers of a glad song
Words are the answer to my body.
Return to my roots, go slow with the flow, my words – this body begins to control what I do
I swear this body is not me and struggle to see what I
truly am made of – sugar and spice, so nice
Destiny tugs at my heart’s strings
I sing my way through the valley of my soul

Friday, October 13, 2017

The Planet Completes One More Spin Around The Earth

A pleasant fresh chill fills the air
Evening sings, temperature drops
Season's preview, pull out winter socks
Dark at four thirty, tranquilized
Sun arrives at six forty five
Clocks schedule set back an hour
Quarter moon mesmerizes me
Fragrant mists flower
Bloom in autumn's last hurrah,
Sun salutations drive us, survive one
More rotation around our earth
One more round of death and birth

Monday, October 09, 2017

Show and Know - Kiss me now

Give me a little kiss will ya huh
I promise not to tell
No one will know
I won’t tell and show

Give me a little kiss will you huh
Don’t worry I won’t yell if you do what I tell you
Put your lips close to mine, Baby
I won’t let on, come a little bit closer
Put your lips right on mine Babe

Give me a little kiss, will you huh
Is a kiss love or desire
Put your hips close to mine
Feel the electricity flow

Through my fingertips when I touch you

Friday, September 08, 2017

Is it worth it? You decide

My love for you is deeper than the deepest sea
Softer than the softest breeze
Higher than the tallest tree
Don’t ask me why this prize was yours
Not mine to decide

Not what’s said but dread of unsaid
Written words make me become undone
Much more than spoken do
You don’t need this shit called love any more than I do

Move to the beat, broken souls reject
Healing, sift through broken bones
As though the answer lies in our wishes
We become lies we live
Buried in solitude, create a fortress
Make us prisoners
Of our own demise

Hearts like silver need polish
Troubled and cautious, need to demolish
Striving to forget unpunished deeds
Our souls create a fort for faith
Hide away, survive wounds, lost battles, day after day
Feel like I’m a rash or allergy, out of control

Think before you speak or
Forever hold your peace
Like shame from tarnished childhood
Secluded from the sun
There’s nothing won in fighting
Tell me give up
I’ll stop hoping

My love for you, stronger than a hurricane
More powerful than an angry storm at sea
Baby don’t make me explain
Feelings I have for you
My heart stuck on you like glue
Love like morning dew