Those Words Come To Me In Those Coffee Dreams

Those words come to me in those coffee dreams
A spontaneous marvel of literary delight
There’s a difference between manufactured beauty
& a real beauty, founded by nature’s authentic right
But I can’t explain the nuances with the definition
I’m not one to judge such subjective whims
Focusing on my own qualms & dangling thoughts
Let us sit, pour another cup, let’s solve these problems
I’m not bothered by such trifling issues as rules
Let them worry about my intents & being misconstrued
I let my chosen pages explain all I’m willing to
I’m more concerned if that pot has finished its brew

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When I Was Young & Dumb

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When I was young & dumb

Pretty girls with no souls were a distraction

My fancy bounced from every girl
Who chanced to flirt

Somewhere along the time
I figured out my priorities

I dedicated my heart
Searching for something pure
Something genuine

I found her
&
I knew

Down the road
Ten plus years later
She is still mine

I love her all the more
Because
She doesn’t need me
But she wants me anyway

A Lost & Broken Young Man

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A lost & broken young man
Swirling around in the desert’s dust
Never able to reach a potential promised
Wasting away; a young life gone bust
But the Almighty works in mysterious ways
Why He looks after lost sheep? I can’t tell
But in my most hopeless hours, I believed
& that’s when I found my Southern Belle

Watching The Storms On The Horizon

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Watching the storms on the horizon
Keeping my brim down low
The sunshine warming my back
Clouds; thoughts the Lord only knows
But it won’t always be this warm
Where I’m going, a chills to be found
Turbulence, but I’m forever loyal
Focused; I won’t let us run aground

Railroad Crossings Touch My Mind

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Railroad crossings touch my mind
Worn jeans speckled with fading paint
Buddha found lying by the curb
Sorry ma’am, I’ve never been a saint
Life is an amazing gestation
There is nothing left to lose
Those stars have lost their luster
Welcome back home to live the blues
Daily life has never been easy
Always some sort of pain to endure
Demons breathing down your neck
Silently waiting for another liquid cure

I’m Working On A Deliberate Sound

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I’m working on a deliberate sound

Tracking a feeling I’ve never found

Filtering & distilling a final abstract

Like passion was some sort of artifact

They’re still searching for their good luck

Let us dance holes in our old school Chucks

No need to worry about their errant thoughts

Let me strip naked – for I’m kinda hot

The beat down to your toes

Secrets of my soul, I’ll cautiously expose

I Once Had A Chicken That Went Meow

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I once had a chicken that went meow

I need to go I need to get out now

They’re after me you must understand

Please help me, gimme a hand

I’m constantly having to watch my back

To keep them from giving me the smack

Soon I’ll be taking flight

I’ll be gone before the night

The moon still shines in the day

It’s part of their sinister plan

When they get me, I’ll say

Who’s you, man?!

Sun, beaches & waves

To save yourself you must be brave

I must not make a sound

Or else I’ll be found

They’ll torture me till I’m blue

I’ll cry & scream out to you

Would you come rescue me

Would you come set me free

My childhood comes wanting to play

How long till oppression they will ban

Soon my mind will stray

& I’ll say, who’s you, man?!

Circa 2000

Simple Words Resembling A Memory

  

Simple words resembling a memory
Your mind fallen into disrepair
Unable to recall her by name
We were infamous, kinda debonair
Forgotten all those sudden steps
The dramatic part of the birthright
Taking intimate reasons to be
Reality hitting hard in hindsight
Knowing where she was needed
Removed from the precise location
Often life wasn’t part of the plan
Though beauty found in the motivation