Night of Stillness
I wish I had the voice to say
Things I thought in a certain way
Raise a feeling without delay
Crushing my feet made of clay
Here’s What I Think
Here’s what I think
The sun heals
You look better now
You caught my eye even then
Visions
When up is down and going forward takes you back in time
When warm breath on a cold day permeates the mind
Water Deep
As I sat by a river so crooked and raw
Dreaming the dream no dreamer had saw
Of water so deep, not wet, not at all
But to flow to an end, and an end to a fall
Man of Stone 7-17-18
It happened today as he made his rare appearance
In a town that wouldn’t take me, turned away, I’d cause interference
First Step of a Long Way
Willie came by checking his thoughts at the door
Speakin’ of things that happened long before
Lonesome Night’s Dream
A smaller town; heat driven, pulled back reigns
Sun always just setting, dust covered, Western plains
A Search of the Mind
A visitor, unwelcomed, a look in his eye
You saw it, but I know the real reason why
This is not genesis, this is revelations
Read to you in pure, untold exasperations
A Story of Life (One Man’s Journey)
A captain, our leader, a man, our hope
Set sail at dawn, fine wine he tote
With amusement and confidence he looked straight ahead
Never knowing or caring, the future no dread