Thankful

This Thankfulness
can get tricky

Being glad for today
without dishonoring
yesterday

Being grateful for
the yesterdays without raging
because they are
no longer todays

simply complicated
life always is

Don’t give yourself a headache
put yesterday and today
in a blender with some ice
drink that sweet brew
in a toast to tomorrow

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Keep On Shining

I look to the heavens
I see nothing new
stars whose names I do not know
they all remind me of you
brave lights in the darkness
a million years away
so far out of reach the only
thing to do is pray.

Thank you for the light and hope
without it, I could not cope
one of these days I’ll fly away
and get to where you are
until then keep on shining
my precious star

Love is sweet
love is sad
love is the only thing
that makes what we call
life worth the living
it might be a promise
it might be a dream
it might be a memory
or even a scheme
but we have known
ever since our youth
that love is in fact the Truth

Thank you for the light and hope
without it, I could not cope
one of these days I’ll fly away
and get to where you are
until then keep on shining
my precious star

Soft Place

I would like to tell you
not to be afraid
but we both know
there is much to fear
no matter how difficult
things might get
just look around
and I’ll be here

I might not be able to catch you
but I’ll be a soft place to fall
and if we can’t get up and walk away
I’ll hold your hand while we crawl

I know that I cannot promise forever
unfortunately I am mortal, too
but as long as there is breath in my body
I’ll be around to aggravate you

I might not be able to catch you
but I’ll be a soft place to fall
and if we can’t get up and walk away
I’ll hold your hand while we crawl

Another Time

Walking down the street
looking in shop windows
dreaming of the things
that money could buy
imagining that
we’re incognito
hiding from the press
I don’t know why

You belong in another time and place
back before humans fell from grace
an offbeat spirit with an angel’s face
you belong in another time and place

At a hot dog stand
you get one all the way
all the way’s the only
way you like to go
we have a little picnic
in a pretty park
and you tell me
what I need to know

The sun might shine
or the rain might fall
you keep on smiling
through it all
it ain’t no joke
but we must admit
life dishes up
some funny shit

You belong in another time and place
back before humans fell from grace
an offbeat spirit with an angel’s face
you belong in another time and place

You’d look good in a bustle
with a parasol
in a flapper’s skirt
or a hippie’s shawl
You just don’t fit
the 21st century
but neither do I
so it’s okay with me

You belong in another time and place
back before humans fell from grace
an offbeat spirit with an angel’s face
you belong in another time and place

Ride, Anyway

Some rides end
in cozy garages
some go into
a blazing sunset
some end up
in muddy ditches
or all tangled in a net

But you can’t judge a ride
by how it ends,
you have to judge it
by where it’s been.

Living Small

Eating peanut butter and jelly
keeps hunger pangs
from my belly
a bowl of hot chicken noodle
warms me to the bone
it doesn’t take much
to get by when
you’re on your own

complicated wants and needs
leave one susceptible to greed
covetousness and what not
so I try to be happy
with the little I’ve got

To make living small
feel like living large
I think I’ll unplug
and recharge

The Heart of the Low Roar

At the heart of the low roar
of unceasing wind
eternal motion of ocean
a stillness can be found
somehow more profound
than the hushed forest glade
the darkened 3 a.m. room

the stillness of the axle
around which the wheel turns
the trick is to carry the stillness
as you move on