Conversation

Artful delicacy
with words of little meaning
is but a small accomplishment.
To achieve the opposite, however,
is admirable to even those
that don't yet recognize it.

Focus

Not all ideas were created equal
but that's easy to forget

The music won't drown out the noise forever
reality lurks behind the ignorant too
so don't forget to take life in context
sugar and milk are less valuable by themselves
imagination runs wild, so convincing in the moment
so easily misunderstood

Importance lies in the bigger picture
problems become
smaller than they seemed

Focus.

Without Love

So speak your foreign holy language,
but it's all in vain if those same lips
breath hatred.
And win your awards for best in show,
continue on, unwavering, whole,
but if your heart can't love your brother,
if you selfishly can't care for another,
your everything is nothing
and you are worthless.

Necessary Oxidation

Endorphins swimming, pent-up,
swelling.

Building.

A chemical imbalance is formed,
crippling.

Disabling.

Threatening an all empowering,
contentment consuming,
gleeful state of consciousness.

Need

A man sits on a bench
no shoes and no teeth
not a penny to his name
but a smile on his face
dimples ever deepening
swallowing frightened freckles
that laugh at the white gray beard
rolling down the street

"I don't want anything at all if anything at all is more than I need,"
says the man on the bench with no shoes and a beard.

Your mindset little bird
is smaller than most
so open your eyes
big as they'll go, look
past the cold morning dew
and the evening telle wire
and remind me why worry
doesn't even come close

"I don't want all the answers if all the answers, I don't need,"
says the bird on the wire with no cares and no fears.

Wide eyed girl riding the train
a single bag at her feet
confident, to say the least
no direction and no aim
only scars of old nostalgia
fabled flight, a fight to beat
dance on then wide eyed girl
through wind, fire, sleet or rain

"I don't want a road map if a road map won't let You lead"
says the girl on the train with one bag and old scars
and a God to fill her need.

Bouquet of Roses

Unorthodox, inconvenient; Unattractive
Chivalry is not dead
Putting down the lamp doesn't make your side brighter
It's insightful though
Thanks for the heads up

Yoha broha!

I call you my big-lil brother
cuz you be a lil big
but boyyyy
you came from da same mother
and I'm sure glad you did

Broha, we ohana!
wouldn't have it any other way
ain't a thing this side of Africa
that could ever take that away

So don't go ridin no elephants
they be much bigger than you
and please don't terrorizer the geese and swans
you already know what they'll do

And if you climb
please keep in mind
trouble's not far behind
but neither is your lil-big sis
and a cheery, feel-better rhyme

So I guess, in a way, what I'm trying to say
is happy 16th birthday!
you've made it this far
and I feel joy in my heart
cuz for you, I have amore
eh?

Love,
Alexa

P.S. Watch out for them Canadians.

The Greatest of These

mesh shoes in puddles of mud
smile, and the sun will come back out
I promise

hot tea on a blazing day
not my cup o'
soothing cream rendered unnecessary
I'll take it anyway

and you know what they say
about pineapples or bananas or
something yellow
I keep trying, but I do believe it's rigged
none the less

on and on "the spinning wheel spins"
chin up, shoulders back
getting less love equals
give a little more

but I'm not keeping score

Shadow, You're Hiding.

Light swells in a vacant corner;
doesn't realize it's natural capability.
My pockets are overflowing with salt water.
I turned the faucet on expecting lemonade;
best to stay away from faucets.

Be frank with me and I'll be sure to let you know
my heart is not up for grabs.
Llamas may spit twice, but you have me confused.
I've a Shepherd and I trust Him;
You can have your calculator back.

If blue ain't the sign, then I don't know what is.
I tell ya,
the thread found that needle in the nic of time.

An Ocean of Blue

Your soul and your eyes are miles deep
yet your mouth is slow to speak
I admire that in you.
Your persona, your everything, screams genuine
but still, I'm scared
too good to be true?
I want to know you
-who you really are, nothing less

Faith, Trust,

It's not made of pixie dust,
but I still look for it
It's not going to complete me,
but I still want it
Contentedness is the key
with God, with life, with me
I'll close my eyes and free-fall
I won't try to find it
he'll find me

Unfathomably Random

Friends, neighbors, children playing in the park:
faces complacent, minds compliant, hearts
complex
so much goes unread, unnoticed,
unheard

Stop and listen with me, why don'tcha
feel the hope and uncertainty, doubt and assurance
all n all, together,
lost in the chaos

Can you pick it out - the dreams I mean

Can you see past the smog n the fog,
the watered down haze of an incomplete tapestry?

Some find themselves in that
a top hat, if you will - put on a show, and make up their act
balance the line on an old unicycle
n hold up a standard even they can't hope to beat

These days, if you open your eyes wide enough
that it's hard not to taste every sound, smooth or rough
you'd see that the ugly n the sweet hardly compare
to the knowledge you wouldn't have
had you not've been there

Stone Cold Angry

Two gorillas sit in a cage, grabbing
at a bruised banana.
Well there's only one and that's
not enough
to satiate or satisfy
a single beast, much less..
Now it's all a big show, flashy fangs and red eyes,
burly arms raised to the skies,
fists clenched/tightened jaw [though the people never saw]
and when they yelled, in said savage state of mind,
you'd wish you weren't nearby
because that cry was not a cry
of agony, but a declaration of war.
Selfish. Enraged.

Hungry.
Completely aware of everything, 'cept the obvious,
of course; 'cause that one gorrilla?
He ain't even real.

In This Skin

Always movin'
Always changin'
Always groovin'
Whilst rearrangin'

My heart, my home
My head, my thoughts
My mind in time
Will find its rhyme
Past what's beyond
Left far behind
A glimmer, a chance
An old English dance

A comfortable place
Between time and space

Razzle Dazzled

I still miss you
and your tired eyes
staring back at me

I still want you
the way I saw you
how I knew you to be

I still miss you
the soft romantic
side that set me free

Who Are You?

He hides his bloodlust in the closet
He had his reasons, I suppose
For only saying what I wanted to know

Is it better for you – knowing you've compelled me to be??
Not knowing what's authentic... 'cause I've not been truly free
To make my own decisions – have reactions all my own
Are you really such a coward – don't you have one honest bone?!

I thought that I could trust you
You were all that I had left
I thought I knew the real you
But please,
I don't want to know the rest.

So as you say, “inevitably”
You will forget about me
Now I'm gone – your life can go on
It's what you want [or was it always?]

Why didn't you just ask me to leave

Elsewhere

Mind's made up entirely too quickly
Didn't even have time to think
Blind to the world
Acting, reacting, purely on instinct
The maid poured milk on the plants
Didn't even notice them wither away
I thought it was March,
But it was the middle of May

Spider Bites

A venomous creature carefully planning its next move
The web's not tangled at all
It's perfectly woven and well thought out
And there isn't a world beyond what they see
With their beady, dark eyes

You speak, but it doesn't matter that you're trying to be rude
You don't know me that well
I'm not a puzzle that you can figure out
Your soul doesn't hear, can't fathom there's more
You're two-dimensionally synthesized

Feedback Loops

It's long forgetten in an email (unsent)
My words, my thoughts, on an evening well spent
I won't alarm you if you're still in your nest
Too young to fly (too cold to entertain your guest)
Well if you'll notice, on said guest, there's a note
Tied round the talon is the strategy: T.O.T.E.

I wonder what you're doing right now
What are you thinking about?
I wonder if you're sitting at home
Watching your sitcoms alone
Or maybe you're out and about
Them cool cats do get around
You always did move to that beat
Can't make one false step with those feet
Always one ahead of the game
There's no fire; yeah, you choked out that flame
Afraid to fall, not one mood opens up
There's no trust and that wasn't a rut
It's a hole, son; you built me a trap
And I'm angry cuz I know I'd go back

Test the waters – now what's wrong with that riff
Operate – no, it's not just a gift
Test again – get your desired result
Exit time – and for you: problem solved

Honey, It's A Hive

On the other side of this lies outer space
It's clearer there in the open "air"
I'll hold my breath tight till my helmet is sealed
Nothing gets in through my new thick skin

I'm stargazing now
I trust that star with my wish, but
The star fell somehow
Simply could not assist
A paper cut-out,
I never used to be; no doubt
I'm better off now
Safe under lock and key

There's a deeper side to this small paper doll
It's color coded and half eroded
But if you dig, being careful not to tear
You just might find her old state of mind

Help

Racing, running
Can't stop the rhythm
My heart, my head
Can't turn it off
It's a jumble [like the carpet]
In a jungle of tiny threads
It's all mix-matched [like the tree leaves]
Mistaken poison ivy
This sand is far too heavy
Though I'll never let you know
I'm not treading water, no
I'm sinking [can't seem to crawl back out]
You'd think it'd be quick
Over and done with
Seeing as I fell in "quicksand"
Which doesn't make sense, in a practical sense,
Cuz I fell when you were holding my hand
Well, it's rather slow [as torture tends to go]
So please, have mercy
Shoot me now or pull me out
Don't just stand there
Staring me down

Funeral For A Friend (A Eulogy)

Smoke billows from a broken down car
Yet it's the emotions that ignite
Lost in the pit of a tranquil desire
Angry, oh the irony, ready to pick a fight

Unarmed, tied feet, no money left to run
I'll trade you my nothing for a piece of your gum
The sun's coming back out cuz things could be worse
This never would have happened if I'd only had a horse

I was more attached than I realized
To an object, my quite companion
It got me through some broken times
When the best cure left was just to drive

So many memories of the past left behind
A thought process through only that car I would find
The youngest years of my license, now a new song and verse
I'm ready to move onward, but that Ford was a good first

Tantrum

I don't like it cuz it's different
I don't want it; it's uncomfortable
I wanna cry because I'm scared
I wanna hit, but you're so lovable
Keep me safe inside your arms
Don't let go; just hold on tight
Please don't leave cuz when you do
I'll cry harder than I'd like
I'll scream and shout and throw a fit
And if I'm mean or moody now
It's only cuz I can't find
A better way to let it out
And be the person inside my mind
The one that's bright and optimistic
Not hiding from the world
Not living from a distance
The one that's strong and ever fearless
Not broken down and hurt
Or taking you for granite
Not blind to what you're worth
You told me that I'd see you again
But my life will change a lot
I can't believe that we must end
So abrupt; it's all my fault
I wish I knew that in your future
Is where I'd find mine too
I wish I had the strength to tell you
How I really feel about you

Is My Like Your Like Too?

If you like what I like and I like what you like
And we like a like that the other one likes
Then who's to leave liking as merely unknown
Don't save face - please make haste
Don't leave likes alone

You Are Not There When I Look

The wind blows my hair – a soft fragrance, the sparrows fly o'er yonder brook,
but as far as my eyes can see over this vast depressing sea,
you are not there when I look.
I wait for the dawn to portray this, an illusion I bring on myself,
but as far as my eyes can behold over this vast expanse of deceitful gold,
you are not what my heart felt.

To wonder is to know that there could be.
I wonder and still I'm not free.

My hope soars beyond these dark caverns, regardless of what some might think,
but as far as my eyes can conclude through the sting of such an alarming mood,
this ship is still destined to sink.
In troubled times I am without you, shoved aside when I needed you most,
but as far as my eyes can conceive it is you who has needed me,
I linger on the thought, so morose.

To see is to know that there's something.
That something was not meant to be.

The target this journey is want to pursue
old friendships, new lifetimes,
some stubborn, bold hearts...

To lose is to realize you had it.
I lost it, whatever I had.

Closure

Windy roads cross with no real direction
Clutter, debris left scattered on the dashboard
Lights that appear too bright to my tired gray eyes
This little green taurus is finally shifting gears
My rearview mirror is broken
I don't mind so much

Butterfly

That's what she tells me anyway
Suppose she would know best
Raisin' me n' all
Says I'm like a butterfly
I float whichever way I please
And flowers rise and fall
Though it's left to be seen
Which flower will bloom
And leave me struck in awe
Such that I won't fly away
Or rather, in result
Be left..
Immobilized to stay
'Cause in a world with many flowers
Each butterfly meets her match
One day

So maybe God's just saying,
"Be patient little girl.
Have you no faith in the one
who cares for you?
You have no idea
what lies in store
if you'll only
trust me."

Old Empty House

This old empty house that I once knew now laughs at me
I sit on my bed that I made up of air and feel lonely once more
Bare, bitter, white walls mock and challenge on cue
Familiar sharp twists take a fatal direction
You can't have me this time

He's helping me out of my old empty house
Holding my frame strong with his own secure build
I'd all but forgotten till I had to come home
But I won't let the rain fall down tonight
You can't have me this time


I'm leaving this old empty house

My Friend

Strong smells and steady hands
Auburn dye, on the fly
Flavored honey that tastes funny
Twangy sounds, out on the town
Old newspapers lying around
Software pop-ups, new tricks, pup
Another house, a friendship love

Comprehensible

If life were so simple,
we'd jump off a building
and plummet to our life continued
unscathed, unharmed, unconcerned with reality
and it would make sense to us.



If life were so simple,
we'd never speak a word
and people would never wonder
at what's going on in the other one's brain
and it would make sense to us.

If life were so simple,
we'd all agree, both you and me,
and no one would argue about who's right or who's wrong
as everyone thinks in their similar thoughts
and it would make sense to us.

If life were so simple,
we'd never have to worry
about consequences or coincidences, an action or reaction
and we'd do what we want: when, where, and however
and it would make sense to us.

If life were so simple,
we'd love everyone regardless
and feel what we feel to be familiar and real
with no cause for hate, or vengeance, or pride
and it would make sense to us.

If life were so simple,
it would make sense to us.

Cindy Lou

Curious Cindy Lou
Has invisible memories too
A notion - she can't quite recall
It happened, she knows
But that's all

Not as visual as she once supposed
Embedded in emotion, the bush for that rose
Distracted by the feeling she can't seem to expose

Cindy Lou looks down at her fingers
The sensation is bitter, but the thought...
She remembers

Curious Cindy Lou
Has new revelations too
The thorns - she knew that she shouldn't
Supposedly she did, or the blood
It just wouldn't

The rose smelled far too sweet to ignore
Undeniable curiosity, and a weakness for words
Jaded from the start for simply being her