As a songwriter, I sometimes have thoughts or ideas that wouldn't particularly make a good song. This is the outlet for that stuff...

Saturday, March 20, 2021

Beaten

The breath out of this

I've wrung its

Neck

Capped its knees

Snapped its

Spine

And watched it crumple

To the ground

In a lifeless

Pile

Of words


Wednesday, February 10, 2021

Modern Times


I see my reflection in

The shiny

New sentiment

Pieces of eras in

Retro-fit

Renaissance without

Reformation

All the engineers

Are now in

Finance

Take out an ad

On the back of a

Twenty

We'll make everyone

Great again

With

The prosthetic hand

That pats us on the

Back


Monday, January 25, 2021

The Enlightenment of Frederick T. Banks

 

It came in the car

As he sat at the light

A curtain was lifted

In the lane to turn right

The bulb clicked

The bell rang

Eureka was said

(Not with a sound, but inside of his head)

The fog was dispersed

The cobwebs dispelled

A feeling of confidence

Started to swell

Then the light turned to green

And the radio played

A song he had loved once

way back-in-the-day

And leaving the corner

Of Market and Faire

Frederick T. Banks

Left enlightenment there


Sunday, January 24, 2021

Winter Beach


Attracts the few

Who have embraced

Aloneness

Who've come to

Watch

White

Cambered waves

Against the wind's relentless

Nettles

Who marvel at the pier

Fenced by slats of

Icicles

And the exchange of

Sand and snow

Below a hopeless slate

Gray sky

The sirens

Whisper

In small crescendos

A frozen soul

Thawed

By majesty


Monday, January 4, 2021

Fence


Clinging to rusty

Stakes

It's gaunt wire

Twisted and

Broken

A net torn

In too many places to mend

No longer keeping out

Nor keeping in

It hangs persistent

Like so many things in this

World

In spite of its

Uselessness



Friday, January 1, 2021

Read This


If you're wide awake

And you can't get tired

If you're body's fidgety

And your mind is wired

Read this when you're tucked in bed

Waiting for the dawn

Your eyelids don't feel heavy and

You can't produce a yawn

If your legs are restless

If you toss and turn

If events throughout your day

Are causing you concern

If the sandman's passed you by

Read this to the end

And

If you're not asleep by now

Then read it once again



Wednesday, June 10, 2020

Gehazi


You devious young man

Sneaking away

To catch Naaman's

Retinue

The glint of

Treasure

Blinding

A taste of glory

That your master

Refused

Like a mirage

Never yours

When I peer into my soul

I hope to see a

Hero

Some great man of faith

Instead

Through the desert dust

I see you

White

Leprous you