Category: love

A Wake At Night

I did you wrong

No other way to say it

No other way to play it

This is our song.

A careless lie

You lingered in the doorway

No words, but this was your way

Of saying goodbye.

Don’t let me go through this alone

Don’t leave me out here on my own.

Tell me who to be and what to say

Just set the rules

I’ll play

Walking through the streets, another stray

Just name your price

I’ll pay.

But you’re not here

Some time now since we’ve spoken

The last bonds being broken

Cutting you clear.

I heard from friends

You almost wrote a letter

Perhaps, when things are better

But until then…

Those little things we need to do

I’m finding harder to get through.

Tell me who to be and what to say

Just set the rules

I’ll play

Walking through the streets, another stray

Just name your price

I’ll pay.

If I gave you the dice

Would you roll twice?

Soup For One

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I don’t remember what I wore
Or who sat next to me
I don’t remember who cried more
And who came just to see

I don’t remember hymns they played
The readings that were read
Or why he paused before he said
That you weren’t really dead

I just remember how you looked
When you slept next to me
The Sunday dinners that you cooked
And how you sipped your tea
Those corny jokes you always told
Which rarely made me laugh
How next to you I looked so old
In every photograph

I don’t remember telling you
To leave me all alone

I don’t remember telling you
I’d be fine on my own

I don’t remember

Sole Mates

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Park Guy

Running by

Catching everybody’s eye

Chiseled face

Killer pace

Never comes in second place

Hasn’t time to stop and chat

Training wasn’t meant for that

Sprints past like a thoroughbred

Focused on the road ahead

You enflame

It’s a game

Will I ever learn your name?

Park Guy

Running by

Catching everybody’s eye

Time Lapse

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I brush your hair and talk of things
You still remember
The torch that lit the songs we’d sing
Now just an ember
I pour the tea
You study me
And wonder why
I still come by.
I dig out photos of the boys
More reminiscing
Now in a house devoid of noise
Each night you listen
A vigil kept
While fear has crept
Into a mind
That’s been confined.
Sinatra’s on the radio
And works his magic
This world which you no longer know
At once, less tragic
It was our song
You hum along
Then understand
And take my hand

Double Cross

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But somewhere, somehow Judas turned

And walked away from all he’d learned

So, when the two men dipped their bread

They both knew one would soon be dead.

We’re not sure how it came to this

Why he betrayed him with a kiss

To bring about the earthly end

Of someone he had called a friend.

Arrested, tortured, hung to die

While soldiers laughed and women cried

His friend collected his reward

And hoped the cause had been restored.

But this betrayal had a price

Which cost poor Judas paradise

He lost his friends then lost all hope

And wound up swinging from a rope.

Where is he now? God only knows

Good people pray for his repose

In hope our own friends keep us close

At those times when we need them most