There’s clamor in the house tonight And tempers running high; With people disappointed In the year that’s just gone by – We hurt each other so, But we just will not change our ways; I wish that I could fix us And could lift off this malaise – There’s fire in my belly, and There’s … Continue reading "The Ghost of Christmas Failed"
one that was, and two that were: three that met with sorrow — one that is, now two are not: reaching for tomorrow. one that was, who stretches on: carrying a burden love that was is evermore: just behind the curtain
Once, they fed each other cake, Now, all of that seems surreal — Once, they felt each other’s hearts, Now, they each can barely feel Anything for one another: Anything but pain and grief — Once they dreamed of one forever, Wow. Forever turned out to be Brief
Behold, the darkness always comes: Predictable as your next breath, A radio plays far away, And strangers move through shadows — An orange slice, a child’s tears, The beating of forgotten drums: Another hour started light, Behold: the darkness always Comes
The saddest day I’ve ever had Lies shrouded there, in time; The nights I spent among the mad, These are not yet in rhyme The cheerless road of winter, where Despair was born of doubt – Just like the greatest loss I’ve known That I don’t write about Yet, I hope what I do not … Continue reading "The Cheerless Road of Winter"
i tangled you in snow because you tangled me in dreams; i sought you in november, by a thousand frozen streams you bade me to remember that a heart was made for breaking; despairing winds were blowing, and like me, the leaves were shaking i tangled you in dreams because you mangled me in snow; … Continue reading "in november"
Time was, I sang a heartache song Of lonely nights and frozen days; I sought the soul’s poor comfort long, And waited for the new sun’s rays Back then, I dreamed a dream of you, Who’d love me as I truly am — Time was, I sang a hopeful song: Still thinking you might give … Continue reading "A Heartache Song"
It picks you up and throws you down It kicks your can all over town It likes to make you think it’s gone Then waylay you on your front lawn It waits in alleys patiently To jump out unexpectedly And slap you with its velvet glove Yes, you, sir – have been mugged by love