Amarillo By Morning

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Dancin’ On The Dew Drops

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Dancin’ on the dew drops
Behind the magic of the unseen
Lettin’ the sun shine through
Another morning light & serene
Duck & dive past negativity
Run free; barefoot on the grass
Soak up all of nature’s joy
I’m gonna go pinch my woman on the ass

 

Emerging From The Night Of Lost Souls

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Emerging from the night of lost souls
A rough morning with make-up in your eyes
Playing with fire when you dressed like Hell
You believed the Devil when he whispered his lies
Another Mardi Gras extinguished
But your heart now belongs to the man of flames
You don’t remember how your dress got burnt
Or how your lovely chest was branded with his name

 

 

 

*I wrote this for Halloween, but never shared it. So I swapped in Mardi Gras because of my superb timing… It doesn’t make as much sense, but you never expected such high notions from me.

The Carcasses Of Inspiration

 

 

 

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The carcasses of inspiration
Wine glasses with Burgundy residue
Speaking to late nights & early mornings
Scribbles in the margin on the follow through
Feeling parched as I wake
Noticing your lipstick stains
Upon the rim of the glass
Reminding me of the dreams that remain
Bleary eyed, drinking the coffee grounds
Searching for a fate within the dregs
Fumbling over these typewriter keys
Lightheaded when I see your naked legs
Your smile is a distraction
But you pop a button & then one more
I’m at your complete mercy
Once the nightgown hits the floor

I Often Catch Myself

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I often catch myself
Glancing up at your windowpane
Occasionally seeing your silhouette
Memories of youth still remain

Possibly spying a lacy chemise
But now you’re wearing the curtains
Or maybe there was nothing on
But I couldn’t know for certain

The morning light not quite seen
I might feel like a common creeper
Alternate lifetimes in my mind
Yet I still know you’d be a keeper
I see your beautiful soul hiding
A passionate soul now a mere outline
Locked away in your precious life
I’m sure you’d say you’re doing fine

Possibly spying a lacy chemise
But now you’re wearing the curtains
Or maybe there was nothing
But I couldn’t know for certain

I see boundaries in your thought
I’m not intending to be rude
You can make your own decisions
I don’t wish to trespass nor intrude
You’re the princess in your castle
Not a figment of my invention
Locked eyes before you looked away
Somehow grateful for the attention

A Woman Not Marked, Boiled In Thought

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A woman not marked, boiled in thought
Slowly escaping melancholy with each sip
Sitting, staring out her kitchen window
Contentious dreams emitted from parted lips
Coffee can stimulate a bored mind
The house to be prepared for a festive banquet
A morose morning, lingering in the cool air
Providing a bounty for the Heavenly set

Waitress, You May Refill My Coffee Now

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Waitress, you may refill my coffee now
Mornin’ Miss, your sight is such a relief
Today I’ll be renewed, fresh & free
Been plucking the wharves from my teeth
My heart had been down on its luck
Though today I’m feeling much better
That woman’s no longer haunting me
I decided to throw out her final letter
Stepped right up to the edge of the bridge
I threw it out to the unforgiving sea
Those papers floated off forevermore
All I need today is this perfect coffee
I’m different & she doesn’t exist
Think I’ll head down to the corner
Flag down a taxi & go for a ride
Take back taxes stolen by Jack Horner
Heard he was dealing cards
At SOMA’s famous jook joint
Heard he was spending my money
With my rusty pistol I’ll anoint
Thank you, ma’am for this cup
I’ll come back, if you please
I don’t get many conversations
Quite as pleasant as these

A Clear Path To Happiness

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A clear path to happiness
But where do we go from here
Tired & weary from toilsome tasks
Self loathing; the harbinger of fear
But there’s always the simple life
Cherishing each blessing bestowed
Smiling each morning with gratitude
Embracing & not dreading your load
Taking it up again with the sun
Another day to provide what you reap
Responsibility can be a small miracle
Reflecting the love that you keep