Bridge building is difficult.

Bixby Bridge

It was “a bridge too far,” she thought
Not quite sure what that meant

As she moved on to others, where
Her time was better spent

Meanwhile, he wondered what went wrong
To make her leave so fast;

That all his building just can’t forge
Connections that will last

Sunset Soccer

Fall football.

Sunset Soccer

Sunset soccer, Fall football
No one notices at all
Light that fades at close of day
In that group of boys at play

Breathless with their motion’s heat –
Focus on the game, complete –
Heart and mind and strength and will
Sunset soccer

Ah, Now, Romance

You find it in the oddest places.


Ah, now, romance
Here and there
Up and down
And ev’rywhere

On the roof of
My gray car
Creatures come from
Near and far

Just for romance
They are brought
And can’t find a
Better spot

Ah, now, romance
What a day
Now, two cats, please
Go away

Motel Shadow

Hearing its name mentioned brought her back memories.

Mentioning the Motel Shadow
Briefly brings a passing pang;
For her tortured teenage lover
In the days rebellion rang

All about her and within her
When defiance, fierce and free
Drove her daily to destruction
Motel Shadow’s canopy

While the former flame had flickered
She her sheltered shyness shed;
He had dithered to addiction
Foremost his fixation fed

Mentioning the Motel Shadow
Was demolished yesterday;
Sudden sorrow in her visage
Just as quickly
Went away

Terri’s Been Telling Me

… I need to quit.


Terri’s been telling me I need to quit
She’s been beseeching my heart quite a bit
Every morning and every night
Terri’s been telling me, “This isn’t right”

Terri, she works on a different floor
Yet, twice a day, she will be at my door
Telling me, “Man you are out of control
What good’s all this, when you’re losing your soul?”

The Life Expert

I’m really sorry, truly.

Busy Workman

I’m sorry that you feel I haven’t got much of a life,

I’m sorry that you feel my days are filled with stress and strife;

But you, who know much more of this, I’m sure I can believe:

For me to think I’m happy here? I guess I’m just naive