
There is then and there is now
before and after
There is
the difference between
occupied and vacant
Pulse
Breath
break
Silence
these bare walls
There is then and there is now
before and after
There is
the difference between
occupied and vacant
Pulse
Breath
break
Silence
these bare walls
My ordinary took control again
The brilliant other bowed out lame
She made promises with no follow through
But ordinary invoked the wither voice
Babbling into ears deafened by distraught
It doesn’t mean it doesn’t matter
I’m just not so ready as I thought
It was a sunshine kind of day
Full moon already a past significant
I pedalled past all the slackened faces
I took my tears to the leaning garden
I spoke platitudes into summer winds
I lit a white candle
I sat looking at the blank
I set the spin to random play
I slow danced your life into the where away
I looked at your smiling photograph
I thought of stupid things made you laugh
All the early secrets only you know
It’s alright to let it go let it all go
Today I saw a light through cirrus clouds
I waved as it could be your flight
I put two sweaters on this morning
It’s colder now
There’s a bird calling urgent from the cedars
Everything is almost the same as yesterday
I’m holding on to be here now philosophy
Step one two nothing else will do
New rain is falling
I like the sound
You ended every conversation in I love you
I think I might somehow better understand
When time means your meter’s tapping out
You’ve earned the gift of clarity
We sow our seeds
We sort our weeds
We arrive
And we move on
I light a candle for the Story Man today
Long may his stories linger
In peace may his raven soar
I light a candle for the Story Man today
How small are we how
quiet at the core in grief
when we have known love
I remember us singing sad old blues songs
how I would watch your lips for a cue
You would assure me by the look in your eyes
tell me I was doing well
And you played your guitar just like an angel
followed my voice in harmony
You played your guitar just like an angel
You’ll always be a part of me
Your daddy never did understand you
Said you never learned to be a man
Put your music and you down as worthless
Left you for lost he was a broken man
Night after night you played your heart out
Your fingers gave your soul some release
I know now that you were never meant to get old
I just hope that you found some peace
And you played your guitar just like an angel
followed my voice in harmony
You played your guitar just like an angel
You’ll always play on for me
What will we recall
years from now
Slip on sandals shuffling slow
Three hearts
wisp of a willow
Our thoughts unspoken
as we go
I wander slow
past Mary’s door
I pause to see
her tapestry
hanging still
in her dark window
Mary’s door
locked from the inside
Mary don’t
live there no more.
Building cairns out of stones and leaves
and bits of trees forest sea debris
everywhere I go I leave a print a hint
shred or shadow a little piece of me
i may have said once long ago invisible
is the one and only honest way to be
but i must have left a door ajar
perceptions change I’ve travelled far
what i feel is real is it’s alright if when
my time is past a stranger or almost friend
finds among fragments along life’s path
remembrance of the presence i once wore
Ah beautiful places
where we come
risk our lives as though
we’re gifted more
than just this precious one
icy water’s cold
reflects a wide eye blue
summer serene sky
swallowing our breath
a final anti hero cry
mighty river song barely a ripple
flows on by