April 19, 2012

There's something romantic about living,
There's something romantic about life.
There's something romantic about love,
There's something romantic about strife.
There's something romantic about you,
There's something romantic about I.
There's something romantic about the two,
There's something romantic about the why.
There's something romantic about morning,
There's something romantic about night.
There's something romantic about the calm,
There's something romantic about the fright.
There's something romantic about rain,
There's something romantic about wind.
There's something romantic about the beginning,
There's something romantic about the end.

April 19, 2012

To travel the country by railway car
What a tearful gypsy dream
One whose fruit I shall most likely not taste
But whose juices I shall catch on my tongue as I dream

April 15, 2012

To everyone with eyes on heaven
To everyone with eyes on hell
To everyone with eyes in between
To everyone with eyes all around
For everyone there is a peace
For everyone it can be found

So open your eyes
Open your mind
Open your heart
Let it be kind
We all have our struggles
We all have our time
But there can be peace
If we'll all be kind

April 14, 2012

There's a god in me
There's a god in you
Breathe me his spirit
I'll feed you her food

Body parts touch
and it's like a lucid dream
I close my eyes and smell your skin
Oh! the primordial scream

Teach me your lessons
I'll show you my ways
Will you show me your soul?
I'll go in through your gaze

Eye contact
You won't let go
There's a god in you
It touches my soul

Now kiss my lips
I'll grip your spine
You show me your god
and I'll show you mine
There's a spirit in all of us
We all intertwine
Yours and you
Meet me and mine

The energy flows
Let it go
Let it take you where it does
Let it be
We will see
All I know
Is it is love

April 6, 2012

I have been getting back into journaling and writing lately, which I have really been enjoying. The next few posts will be poems that I have recently written. Here is the first:

I'm trippin' over all these roots
Tryin' to hold me to common ground
But I ain't got no shoes
Strong enough
To hold me down.

They say "All humans should learn
Before they die
What they're running from
And to
And why."

I'm just somewhere on this path
At some one speck in time
Trippin' on all these roots
But their presence I don't mind.