1.29.2010

coffee shop wall announcement



december 5th, 2009
if where my heart is, there my treasure lies
then there's treasure buried in her eyes
her eyes the windows to my soul
you see i've always been told, i guess i've always just known
the road to love is a land-locked journey in search of the sea
for to see with the eyes of the heart is to breathe
a new breath
bid a new goodbye
lie between a new truth
beneath a new moon
behind an old tune



weary notes will waft through the wilderness until my wandering wanes
the meandering monday movement of melodies meshed with melancholy
finding in the verbose veneration of the vermilion sunrise, an undivided divinity

the clouds rolled back as a scroll
that reads like a coffee shop wall announcement
unheard and unknown,
"if you love her, let it show
if you want her, let her go"
and again,
"you see, it was never really about you anyway
in your search for self you found Someone greater than your heart
and that should have changed your mind."

open the gates

am i really that disgusted by humanity?
the inane conversations surrounding me have been relegated
to a dull buzzing ache at the nape of my neck
drilling ever closer to the top of my head
where is the Spirit?
where is the Love?
faith is on sale tonight
half price

is there a thread of life in this madness
convene, confer, conspire
let us build our kingdom, in our own image
don't forget to fly the flag of the flaccid, cautiously cross-stitched cross
if we are not safe, we are not saved
O Lord, ignite the amber embers of our ever fading fires
the worship was too loud last night, i couldn't hear the Voice
that sometimes comes in whispers, but often not a choice
fill up your basket, 12 times over
come buy a lifted spirit, and perhaps a change of heart

in the name of the Almighty
Open the Gates, and let the people in

1.12.2010

december 3rd, 2007

i am a shining example of ignorance and apathy and
don't you know i know it
when i walk through a field
all i see is a field


when really you were there all along
listening to my nomadic songs
my ambling poems
as i babble on and on
of my longing to be strong
unsure how to carry on
and i wander as i wonder aloud,


"if i love her, do i really have to let her go?
and if i do
and if i have to
how in G-d's name can i go on?"


only in G-d's name can i go on


my love is a rose
and ever as it grows
so grow the thorns

1.02.2010

so this is the new year?


watch your feet!
change is coming!
here for the first time i've lost my head
my heart
my bed
lies in unrest
and for the rest of the year
not at ease
but at peace



[honestly]

i've seen the face behind your eyes
i think i saw it first in the evening
under the Talmud sky
i threw a snowball in the river
your dog followed me home
even though i told him to run away

a music box at midnight
woke me up beside my bed
i held your name, you held your head
and i can still remember the night when
you said it was no longer easy
to wake up or fall asleep
no matter what the time was


is this love in your head?
or a feeling in your chest?
can you know that you know?
or will you just to your best,
to live honestly


i got a message from the LORD
he said "watch your feet! change is coming,
like the wind under the door"
so with my bags packed and ready
i waited watching by the window
for something that was out of place
you came around again


is this love in our bed?
or just in the books we've read
should we say we saw things clearly?
or was this all just a failed attempt,
to live honestly


well the last time i saw you, you were free
and i hope you still live, live abundantly
my dad went soft when he heard the news
and my sisters in the kitchen singing the blues
but my mom found hope in the words he said,
"today, today, listen here my friend,
today, today, you will be with me
today, today, you will be with me"


is there love in his hands?
like the love thats in his feet
there was love in his mouth
when he made for us a way,
to live honestly