Dream a Dream

Close your eyes
And think of me,
Lay to sleep and
Let your mind run deep--
And let your thoughts
Draw closer to mine,
Don't fret over
You and I--we aint no crime
Let your hand
Fall into mine
Just this time--dare to
Dream a dream, 
A dream
Of you and I.

Why they don't give justice to the poor
And to the plain.
The peasants living in the street don't complain.  

Wrapping up their bloodied feet
In dirty clothes used and old a week.  
Tying down the finances
With some old fashioned labor,
Half a dollar for the day
To tie down the hunger until
Tomorrow morn they pray

Azure Sea

Today is a nice day.
Perky clouds and
White fluff floating
And drifting through an azure sea--
It's so deep, the sky that is.
I could stare forever
And ever.

I Resign

Remember when we danced across the floor
Scuffing black marks across the glossy wood
Pressing our palms together--
That was the last time. 

That night.  Oh the regret!
Scant chance I will forget,
And oh! Such scars naught time abate,
In my memories you await. 

And this is another sleepless night thinking of you

Crying for what I couldn't do--
Darling, please forgive me
For not being enough for you.

I remember
Your hand in mine
For the last time--
I cry, then into

The night
I resign.

What I Want

I can't just sit down
And write,
It has to come as a flow
And as a smooth thing--
If I chop it up to analyze
It won't write. 
So I just write.
I try not to fix it
Or change it as I go
It's not true inspiration
If it's different from imagination.
If it's not from my contemplation
It's just not real.
It's not poetry.
So. I just write it out
And put it down
On that page
Without a doubt that its
Exactly what I want it to be. 

It hurts to know
You deserve nothing.
Even though the Father died
Your father thinks you nothing,
When I walk through the door
Into my home
I am walking through a door
I know I cannot escape from,
Come to my room
And see me struggle--
The pain the past
The shame the vast, oh so vast
Emptiness the slowly
Swallows my heart,


It's so dark now.
And I can't see,
So dark.

Now it's just me in my room
Waiting for the tempter to take a seat
Next to my ear
And begin to whisper--I fear
That what I am
Doesn't deserve the life he has.

I know what it is
To be in the pit.
I know what it is
To see Satan
Take me under.  

It hurts to know
You deserve nothing.
Even though the Father died
My own father thinks me nothing. 

No More

Regrettably unforgettable
Are you my love--
You were, beautiful. 

Tearfully whispering "no" short and cold
Over the phone--"no more".

Days Like Today

The memories never completely go away
And days with grey rain I sit
And think too much of yesterday.