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

Spider

Came home to the corpse
of a spider in the kitchen
legs curled in the air
in a spidery fetal position

There are no signs of foul play
from its size it could have died
of old age, so I wonder,
how long has it been
sharing my home?

And I think, could it have been
the victim of some larger and
more terrifying insect
even now lurking under the
stove, waiting for me to doze
off so it can pounce?

Not that I am a scairdy cat,
but maybe I should sleep
in the car for a day or forever

Conventional

Conventional thinking
is that for people to be free
to do good things
people must be free
to do bad things

But I can’t help thinking
that making it harder
for people to do bad things
would be a good thing
for people to do

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

Troll

I made it from where I once was
to where I am today
things don’t look much different
I guess that is okay

Some days tend to seize you first
and beat you like a cartoon dog
other than that, life is as easy
as falling off a log

Thinking about unfriending myself
getting tired of my crap
then I could sit back and troll me
if I only had the app

I may have to go on without me
if I hope to get anywhere
my inner clown keeps slowing me down
and doesn’t seem to care

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