You were mean as home made sin
Whipped my ass time and again
Then you'd tell mama a lie

The Aunt Jenny Hammond's place
Tollie's peg leg made my heart race
Jumped out the back door to land on a jar

Split my foot from heel to toe
Dad rendered you a hell of a blow
And I still have the scar

Taught me to swim in the old creek
Threw me in, laughed till you were weak
Back in the woods by the old sand bar

Love Is Music

Love shouldn’t be shown
But seen
Everyone who’s in love
Knows what it means

The silence
The simplicity
Warmth of a palm,
A quiet caress,
A sweet smile
Upon the harp
of a loving heart
Can place a song
Worth a million
Incomparable...
As the sweetest sounds are heard
In reverberation
Does it appear?
Like the loveliest tune
Abide With Me!
How wondrous

I was at a baseball game
one distant summer afternoon
with no idea who to blame
for what would happen soon

A sudden stabbing pain I felt
through my back and into my chest
just about where my heart dwelt
I sat down to take a rest

I looked around and saw a brat
naked!, laughing with a bow
and on the heavy side of fat
cheeks sporting a ruddy glow

Seeing his quiver one shaft short
I started to give chase
he just turned around and laughed
and easily matched my pace

Just as there's sour in a lemon
and, that lemon makes a tart,

that is, after it's been baked,
but, before the "bite" does start;

just like milk comes in a bottle
and butter, in small cubes

you can turn a blind eye
but, we're going down the tubes.

Like the wind in fall, or autumn
embarrasses the tees,

by making all their "clothes" fall off
and, land around their knees;

I've seen good folks throw good money
after distinct, political "boobs";

Diary

Dear Diary
Nobody knows what Hell I go through each day
Except you
You alone are my tower of strength
You alone are on my wavelength

Dear Diary
Everyone believes they can turn me around
But only you can
Just you alone will save me from myself
You alone have been there yourself

Your 'Dear Diary' I will become
Break you from the desire for Rum
Your 'Dear Diary' I have become
Break your cycle and craving to run

Sometimes when my stubborn heart gets a little blue
I take her away from everything about you
I pour her a drink and take her in my arms
where her tears can roll free, away from judgement or harm

At Gettysburg the young men fell
as if reaped by some scythe from hell
never to return to home
an early end to their life's tome

Muskets, grapeshot, and mini-balls
death hurtled from behind stone walls
leading to the cries and screams
of seasoned soldier's shortened dreams

This battle fought so long ago
resulted in the world we know
a land ideas had torn asunder
laid open to pillage and plunder

I can still remember one special day in spring
when I first saw you, wear my wedding ring.
The summer of our love, the beginning of our time
now in the autumn of our love, I’m glad you are still mine.

I can still remember the loveliness of your face
graced by your smile and your warm embrace.
And the years have not changed you or your ways
you are just the same, as you were in those early days.

Just to be happy is all I need
no dreams of ambition or desire to deceive.

Just to be happy with you by my side
with love in my heart and peace in my mind.

Just to be happy in your warm embrace
no need to be cool or win any race.

Just to be happy no grey skies above
the sun always shining down on our love.

Just to be happy my whole life through
knowing I am loved by someone like you.

kept the words in your heart of hearts like secret tears
like the jar of fears
killing ghosts of beauty and
pinning them on fine card stock
each beauty spread
their wings peirced with steel
the colours exposed

I sip images
I taste dust death
of dreams falling like smoke
laying on you naked
as a nightmare
melting like snow
each drop
softening your pain
rusting the armour

I read you with my hands
all the scars
and yet how smooth
you are