An evening indeed
Etched forever in my memories it seems
Lasting through life’s journeys
On the eve I turned 30
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Examine Every Nerve
I examine every nerve I have
Looking for the damage caused
A defective course of action
Creating inaction
The bustling buzz of cars
Underneath my feet
Standing on bridges above the city
Elite
My back arches as I inhale the wind
I am the chief of my soul
In complete control
My feet brace for a jump
As my legs can barely release up
The colorful whirl of lights
And distant boats
East river floats
I launch out into the night
Light of the Wren – Chase the Sun
Profuse and too many to count
The Austin suns beams
Bending over hills
Setting over the Western runs
The sun
Like a wren
Of the new world
Singing its praises
As the daylights time
Comes due
The city’s unique song
Lingers in my ears
Joy to my heart
Warmth to my limbs
We come limping in at 3 AM
From a wrathful road of flurries
To a fresh morning
As crisp as gently plucked berries
Scandalous in the evening sun
Slipping a cloth lightly over the door
As we embark on the city
Once more
As we disengage the night and snore
We then wake again
When the closing time comes
We set out and chase the sun
Bereft
Quicksand to the unknown
We have given every breathe
To the unseen
The life in song
Unchained
We are as actors on the grand stage
With a broken vase at the center
Can we create our own pleasure
Despite the fallen feather
That looms ominous on the stage
We walk around the vase
Correcting it’s flaws
Its broken jowls
Reminding us of its previous nature
The mark of a life lived
Broken as it gives
This thing
This previous embodiment of life
Broken shattered and left
Life has been bereft
We look up at each other
And realize
In each others eyes
Anything is possible
The lights dim
We walk off the stage
Scintillating and Wide – Clear Moon Weather
Scintillating and wide
Open to the sky
The black above was almost
Tangible
If I could only transport my hand
From this land
To way above
I would crack the ceiling of the sky
Like a cracker under foot
Fearless attempts to reach higher
Moves of inspiration
Rather than that of a scary nature
To move the minds of my own wife
From the toxic smelly life on the road
To the clean connections of being or having
A home
I do not disparage any connections
We have or will create
We must learn to rely on our instincts
The sky above flickers and winks
From the spotty reflection in the water
To the highest star burning brighter
Sky connecting us together
Under the clear moon weather
Ashes to the Sky
I pulled the fangs from a giant
The childlike motions made
It was alright
The industry didn’t need
Poltergeist
The planes of purpose
Sailed over the profits of daily routine
People’s new hopes
Become less of the ideal and more of the reality
The tenuous run up
Run down
The industry itself was turned upside down
We grab what we can
Our purpose hangs in the rafters
We present ourselves in a different light
Hoping to created from every side
As one industry sinks
Another arises
From the ashes to the sky
The Song
It just stuck
Inside my ears
The melody rang clear
Concise and proper
The song I have to admit
Was quite a show stopper
Such a wonder to behold
A song could produce such gaping holes
In the psyche of mankind
Womankind
Any kind
Words piercing and true
Untied the ropes of ego and self esteem
All undone
In just one
Song
Sung
Happenstance
Happenstance
Tuesday sunsets
Photo shoots
Unnamed contagious suit
Make our way on the east side
We will ride
Making appointments on time
Barely
Sun rips through the fields
So filling
So sweet
I Owe You a Stare
I owe a stare to you
A stare of wonder
Concern
But more wonder than concern
I will become absorbed in your beauty
Radiant beauty
The odds that I could be
Completely absorbed in your smile
The way your throw your hair back
You could be a beauty ambassador
A lovely representative
I owe you a stare
To make you feel cherished
How great would the odds be
If I were a suspect on trial
That your eyes would lock back on mine
It could just so happen
That in this quick motion
Our eyes collide in meeting
Like atoms of plutonium
It will happen
I will stare
And nothing will ruin that moment
For I owe you a stare
The Ground Sings
Nestled amongst the hills
Green tree filled
Lies a town
That I believe is on holy grounds
The sounds
From this town
Have resounded
From generation to the next
Songs sweet complex
I wonder if the land itself
Can sing
Contribute to writing choruses
More of this
From the land
From the town
A Cup of Songwriting 