Dreaming Of A Forgotten Summer

sea-3293954_1920.jpg

 

 

 

 

Dreaming of a forgotten summer

Youth; wild eyes & full of spice

The hope only the fresh may know

Never finding your innocence twice

The Good Lord blesses us daily

The sun’s warmth will always provide

Moments to bask, wading in the water

Burdens swept in the outgoing tide

Eyeing the inevitable future

Knowing we must make ourselves free

Standing strong with cheerful hearts

& worries washing themselves out to sea

Advertisements

Garments Left By The Wayside

beach-1836461_1920.jpg

 

 

 

Garments left by the wayside
Memories of what never was
Youth captured by a tender fear
Old age returning me to a fuzz
Life limps on without the truth
Awkward & direct; yet somehow free
A forgotten note whispered close
On my own feet; now I can finally see

Girls With Their Knee-Highs

people-2598013_1920.jpg

 

 

 

 

Girls with their knee-highs
Haute Couture, exposed at the side
But don’t believe everything you see
Smashed & forgotten; a murdered bride
Money left on the nightstand
A life shouldn’t be thrown away for such
Winter comes to erase memories
But down here, it doesn’t take much
She was already cast out, with her upturned jugs
A novelty for these professional suited men
They’ve wiped away (ass-print) the glass
Like she never happened, what will you do then?

Aroused By The Typewriter’s Bell

IMG_1335

Aroused by the typewriter’s bell

I’m salivating like Pavlov’s dog

Imagining caffeinated mornings

Walking the Sunset within the fog

Though those were forgotten emotions

I’m not able to repeat that form

So I do my best to feel the original

Sometimes I’m hard to notice before the storm

Leaning Toward Finding The Answers

Leaning toward finding the answers
Within a dimly lit cafe with a second mug
Liquid infatuation; I like it hot
Adjusting to reality; life without those hugs
Steaming & inspiring me to continue
Never thwarted in spite of being all alone
I do my best work in the forgotten shadows
A momentary chance; possible truths to be shone

Fog Drifts Between The Redwoods

redwoods-405929.jpg

Fog drifts between the redwoods
Those giants of this land
What once was will never be again
Couples walking hand in hand
Eerie thoughts lost in the mind
Our souls cleansed in the falling rain
Can I disappear into the mist
Will that erase this lingering pain
Which direction is the truth
I’ve lost all senses in the time
I cannot find the forgotten beauty
Living life with a wedge of lime

Max Headroom Is Stuck In A Box

records-1148927.jpg

Max Headroom is stuck in a box
Reclusive creature of yesteryear
Been trapped there under lock
Trembling hands with rippled fear
Our former lives now tarnished
With time dropping of another grain
Too much polish, too much varnish
Our earnest vanity will be our pain
But to peel away those outer layers
Uncover something forgotten & small
Hidden deep, lest our betrayers
Might catch us before the squall

Pretty & Dainty Steps In The Cold

girl-1275655_1920.jpg

Pretty & dainty steps in the cold
Compact beauty with everyone
A separate class than my own
Watching out for the forgotten sun
Sleek & perfect presentation
Though something is amiss
Hoping for a soul of equal proportion
Not wishing to dissipate this kiss

Push & Pull, But I’ll Never Tell

barrow-1244534.jpg

Push & pull, but I’ll never tell
Solitude of a lonely soul used
White cotton panties belie your secret
Within your mind we know the abused
Walk away onto the city sidewalk
Too intense for the middle of the day
Your lips part, but we’re not the same
I’ve forgotten what you were going to say