Friday, April 17, 2009

Over The Waters




stretch your mighty hand
sing your glorious song
touch my wounded heart
and be my love

i see the open sky
i breath the piercing air
i lay beneath the stars
and know Your love

press your hand to mine
breathe your breath in me
heal my broken spirit
and be my love

i hope for brighter days
i dream of flowing waters
i rest in green fields
and know Your love

take my seeking soul
lead my aching body
rain on me oh Lord
and be my love

so that I may smile
so that I may live
so that I may believe
so that I may be

Your love

San Juan




Are you golden lights?
Are you ringing bells?
Are you frozen fruit?
Are you sipping rum?

Do seagulls sail?
Do children play?
Do leaves rustle?
Do sands conspire?

In San Juan...

Does music sound?
Does happiness love?
Does silence rest?
Does the sun set?

In San Juan...
In San Juan...

Does the sun set in San Juan?

Sunday, January 18, 2009

The Neighbor


One must have a neighbor
It's inevitable
Someone will live in the house next to yours
At some point

If you're lucky they'll enjoy a good pint of ale
Regularly
And a smoke or two (but not cigarettes - pleth!!)
A real smoke!

But maybe they' re lame
A shame
And leave their crap out on the lawn
When they're gone

Or the kids are obnoxious and run amok
PITA
And scream at each other and the parents too!
What a joke!

You can't choose your neighbors unfortunately
Fences you know
According to the Frosty snows and winds of chance
But then it shows

Intolerance or tolerance in deference to all
Chances...
So many words to convey a frustration true
To avoid the blue

And now the president is black, hold off attack
Change is due?
Or just another piece of peat in the curing pots
Of soothing Scotch

Forever in my mind it seemed to catch me hoping
Or its true...
I don' t believe or trust in systems see
They all fail

So neighbors actually matter to me, I pray for good ones
Not so silent
Speak to me in open tones and hearts that bind
Stroganoff sublime

And wine to cleanse the pallets mind descend
in open ends
Across the pond do some oft fond a dream of Monets Picnic
In American backyards

Ravel du nuit, nous sommes petit
Tres petit
Avec le change -melange
de vie et vin
Le soleil

Petit
déjeuner, les crepes, mes amours
La joie
Ma fille bonbon, ma femme bonbon
Et les voisins

Les Voisins c'est merde

Sometimes...



Saturday, December 6, 2008




Bullshit!

It's all bullshit!
What do we think we are doing?
Where do we think we are going?
WHO do we think we're fooling?

We lie to ourselves everyday to trick ourselves into thinking
it's ok.
Then we lie to each other (as if we really don't know the truth) so that everyone else thinks we're ok.

What a joke...

And I have participated for far too long.
Hating it all the while.
No really, I fucking hate it.

Everyone who knows me, knows that I don't hold punches
But the truth is...
I do.

ALL THE TIME!!

If I said HALF of the shit I really think I would be dead by now
or severely maimed.
No one would put up with it.

Most don't put up with it now.
Or at least they fake there frustration well.
Again... more lies...

B U L L S H I T !!!
It's all bullshit.
And we like it!!

Because we're full of it.

Rotten, lying, thieving, filthy, butt-crack clinging, acne faced, soul scared, cancer filled, fat mother frackers.

And we are scared of ourselves.

Not because of what we might do
but because of what we know we are to damn weak to do.

Stand up, pull up our pants, and tell ourselves NO!!
NO MORE!!
NO MORE BULLSHIT!!
NO MORE LIES!!
NO MORE, ME, ME, ME, ME, ME, ME, MEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEEEEE!!!

And the truth is , we are too weak.
We have no hope of ever pulling it off...ever!!
So most give up, and give in.
Or delude themselves with some kind of "BULLSHIT" soul searching blather.
Some religious, peitistic, slack jawed, love-yer-brother nonsense
It only leads to more lies and self deception.

And then... there is truth...
Yeah let's not talk about that...
It doesn't exist right?
W R O N G !!

It's true.. truth is true... like it or not.
And it comes like a raging fire to judge you right where you stand.
To put you in your place and stop all your lies..
And BULLSHIT.

Because you can't lie to truth
Because you can't hide from truth
Because you can't run from truth

It finds you, and peels you like an onion
And sticks you on the grill until your golden brown
Then it eats you like so many greasy cheeseburgers
And it loves you...

It loves you.

Did you know that?

Monday, August 4, 2008

God Doesn't Need



God doesn't need anything from us

He doesn't need our piety
He doesn't need our penance
He doesn't need our defense
He doesn't need our fucking rosary
He doesn't care about our "INNER PEACE"
or our journey to Mecca on our knees

He doesn't need our words
He doesn't need our intelligence
He doesn't need our reasoning
He doesn't need our logic
He doesn't care about our bullshit religion
or our seventy seventh alter call

What put the idea in our stupid little brains
That somehow, someway, we could make our own way home
That we could earn our passage through the gates of heaven
That an ounce of human righteousness could amount to anything
It's not only ridiculous, it's offensive!


all we need to do is repent and surrender without condition
all we need to do is believe with the faith You have given us
all we need to do is receive the love that only You can convey

Thank you God that you offer forgiveness, reconciliation, and redemption

Thank you Father for Your Son
Thank You Jesus for the Spirit
Holy Trinity, Three in One

If we fall down on our knees and pray, He'll make us Gold.

And then He will show us His face
And then He will show us His face
And then He will show us His face



Saturday, February 9, 2008


If I could just swing higher
I could catch you
I could touch you
and not get burned
I could bring you back
and keep you with me
always

If you could just shine longer
I could know you better
I could listen harder
and hear what you are saying
I could take those words
and keep them with me
always

But you must go back home
To the sleep of darkness
to the home of others
and shine on them too
So they can listen and know you
better

Shine on me now
and warm me to the core
radiate your love on me
and sing to my heart
and I will do my best to love you
always

Tuesday, February 5, 2008



Colors
I see you..
Hiding in the sun
Lurking in the cool morning light
There you are!!
I think you are beautiful

Colors
I feel you
Touching my spirit
Spraying my skin with cool
I think you are delicious

Colors
I hear you
Singing in my ear
Softly kissing the air
I think you are beyond me