Sticks to skins the beat plays on... off in a lofty place the vibration of cymbals chime with emotion as the angels recall a song once sung and it doesn’t’ matter who the player is as long as they play with veracity now and then come together like film clips that drop to the floor …
Tag: music
Forgiveness
Too much time has passed I've forgotten the words to some of the best songs I have ever written And it is a damn shame when the lyrics and rhythm dissipate into the wind like a fog or puff of steamy vapor A transparent ...never really able to grasp at straw sense of loss Today …
Mojo Kicking In
Slipping off pseudo Dr. Freud's leather couch $250 an hour to soothe my fevered brow - ease a weary torn soul from thoughts and memories demons haunting past that push the limits crowding the 3rd eye - blind to a convoluted way of life... nothing travels in a straight line moving again and again as the moon swings around the the earth such a grandiose plan …
Red Vinyl
Static New York accents float With abrasive intent throughout the diner – Burnt smoky bacon thick cut it with a knife smell Fills the air bouncing off cracked Half-assed some kind of repair Duct tapped red vinyl booth seats Screaming 1950’s decor reminiscent of happier days Attaching its vibration to anyone that happens to be …
Heaven, Hell Or Brooklyn
Walking beyond the dunes sea grass slips between my fingers The roar of the ocean calms my nerves and I remember how you felt beneath the waves The Siren's song whistles in the night carried by an ocean breeze; and every night your memory brings me to my knees And I wonder... Heaven, Hell or …
Hat In Hand
...just hanging around hat in hand daze, wind blows a chill to the bone with a cup of java just waiting to be sipped ever so slowly...warmth seeps through the palms of my hands. Black and white, color Kodachrome sugar coated thoughts pop in and out of the 3rd eye of the mind just roll …
I Want
I walk a fine line, a tight rope from polar vortex to polar vortex A non space in the middle troposphere that extends into the stratosphere Earthly fears never hold me back; I don't ever look back ...except when reminiscing over candle light I am a borderline narcissist as most of my friends; - but …
Push The Beat
Oh man, man its a drop the straw from your mouth head shaking spasm flash back to a past better left alone - moment But anyway, remember, do you remember when I fell in love and you didn't know what to do so you fell on your sword - it only took that first drop …
Red Dress And No Shoes
You want a happy ending just like everyone does but that isn't always the way the story goes when it's a page turner and the punch line at the end leaves you empty handed and a bit more aloof words fall flat and I'm left in your silence...and I'm standing at the corner flower shop …
