Beautiful

We have been warned
that beauty fades
do not believe this lie
beauty evolves
beauty transforms
beauty may develop a patina
retreat below the surface
for self-preservation
to grow richer and deeper
without expectations
like haute cuisine
may require a discriminating palate
like fine art may need
an educated eye
but fade it does not

Somebody, Buddy

His daddy used to beat him just for something to do
so he grew up with an issue or two
took a little hard time to settle him down
still punched walls when no one was around
she saw something in him no one else did
she reached out and touched a scared little kid
brought him from the shadows into the light
gave him a path to a different life

If you think love can’t change somebody
buddy, you don’t know love

She was afraid to be too happy
always seemed to lead to something crappy
so she drank to keep the demons at bay
it was never enough to keep the blues away
then he saw something no one else did
reached out and touched a scared little kid
brought her from the shadows into the light
gave her a path to a different life

If you think love can’t change somebody
buddy, you don’t know love

one extreme to the other or right up the middle
all anybody wants is a little
love to help them defeat the hate
make everything worth the wait
when someone sees what no one else sees
love’s gonna bring you to your knees
out of the shadows and into the light
show you a way to a different life

If you think love can’t change somebody
buddy, you don’t know love

Echoes

In the middle
of not much
we were as
rich as kings
because we found
our dreams in the
simple everyday things

good or bad
it was simply the sharing
that made it
all worthwhile
and the decision
to keep on caring
which permitted
us to smile

we were not immune
of course to time’s
assault relentless
but somewhere
in this universe
are echoes
of our happiness

This Union

The fabric was torn in 2013, but you can’t unplay a symphony. The echoes have a mind of their own.

At one time, perhaps,
this union
was the casually tentative alliance
of two vaguely kindred spirits,
Lewis & Clark of the soul
in search of Emotional Passages.
Perhaps two dancers engaged in defining
the parameters of a certain joy, bodies
working in pleasantly passionate harmony
with the understanding that the contract
would last as long as the music.

Surprise.
We began to generate our own music,
and threads of experience became this
tightly woven tapestry of a rich history which
continues to blossom growingly each day, our
simple melody evolving into the symphony of
this Union.

Showing Up

When your heart is in exile
remembering when to smile
might be one of
the problems that you face

Trying to act normal
when you don’t know
what normal is
you might prefer to vanish
without a trace

but we keep showing up
and going through the motions
in the usual strangely
familiar places

Hoping and fearing
for the mask to be stripped away
a return to the light of day
and the state of earthly grace

Still Blue

The moon’s pale eye
in the still-blue sky
watches patiently waiting
for her darkness to come

gleefully choosing
tonight’s victims
the dreamers the lovers
the madmen

the unwary sojourner
glancing up to be transfixed
by the cool stare
frozen in time

as night sounds
katydids and distant
traffic and machinery
recede into echoes

and reality hangs
in the balance
joy and sorrow become
equal partners

with the beauty
of her fullness
being perfectly
enough for this moment

Fun and Games

Often times the cure
seems worse than the disease
if you lie down with the dogs
you might get up with fleas
They say it won’t get better
until we feel the squeeze
and virtually everything
is a matter of degrees
It’s all fun and games
until one you love goes down
the statistic has a name
the expiration has a sound
you feel you should do something
you just don’t know what
anything to help untie
the knots there in your gut
The Golden rule gets lip service
from those in a position
to actually do something
to alter these conditions
and they will gladly help you
if you can pay the price
otherwise you’ll only get
gratuitous advice
Doing no harm is just about
the best that I can do
If I can’t help myself
how am I going to help you
But maybe if enough folks
get together in some way
we could help each other
make it to a better day
It’s all fun and games
until one you love goes down
the statistic has a name
the expiration has a sound