Boast

Hear me now, who knowth not
The wrath of wind and wave.
I stand before you muddled sons of land,
A fearless spawn a proud descendant
Of the king of Absolutely, That brave
Mariner formerly of ten feet less,
Shall we say… Finkelsplatt.
Kneel now and you shall hear
The tale of that darkest night
And coldest rain that men may face.
It begins before the breaking dawn
When the sun has yet to light
Round the helm we sailors stood
Huddled ‘bout the fair, the favored
The lady in green, who graces the sleepless.
To our goddess of starbucks, that morn we prayed.
At the tenth hour we stood, ready for the gun.
Amidst the chaos we circled, calling out
“One minute! Goddamnit Charlie, hold your bow!”
At last the signal, and we were off.
Tantivy to left, a false tripp to the wind
Undaunted, close hauled we sped along.
But our fickle fiend, that cruel northerly
Changed the course. So sails changed
Amidst the crashing waves.
At last
The mark was in sight, a god forsaken spit
Of land that all good, all wise and prudent
Sailors avoid. To the island of Smith we laid our eyes.
But the sky had turned, and cast her fury at us
Frozen pellets stung our faces and sent even the fearless
The formerly undaunted hero of ten degrees below.
We called to our aid the heater and oven
Baking lasagna to keep moral high
But when the wind died we were left no choice.
Bold Meyer was brought, and bolstered spirits though the calm
As last the breeze returned and to finish we sped.
Returning to the dock in dark of night. In second
We stood. To slow by a fraction. Yet to this day
We are still thawing our bones from that dreaded,
That damned, Island of smith.

Battle Time

So what to do
Let's heft the sword and move along
Like we know the path.
Like we know ourselves.
You are.
The closet to me
The one who runs without distance
Between us.
So what now?
When the track disappears?
Or is replaced?
Don't leave me lost
You know I don't like it
Like I know you're afraid
It's inherent
This flight
Because we both know
We won't survive the fight.

Chapstick

Simply said
My lips are dry.
But I was to scared to go
To my car
Alone.
And now I don't know.
You stood up to join,
To walk with me.
But now it seems
You've locked the door
And lost the key.

This battle between us
-While on common ground
Has an uncommon prize
That's yet to be found

So here's toasting to you
To hoping you'll find
The right key and right time
To come walk with me
Here's to; Next time.

Reference To...

So here again's
The faithless end
The twists of fate
That love to hate.
I know of no reason
The songs as they are
Must sound like a riot
Of blood thirsty whores.
The look of the dream
Is marvously clear
-Till it's realized
To be only a mirror.
No matter the wishing
The well has run dry
And as hard as you try
You can't seem to...

Remembered Lines

Atomic

The light
The electricity
That porcelain state of being
A live wire
That breathes and cracks
Till I am lost
In the electricity of almost.
Bring me to Faith
Unto the end
Until I scream
Never, never
(whisper) Land

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Sunsets


It seemed to me
A patient memoir
Bathed to brilliance
In gods own colors.
A smiling dawn
With no remorse
And little cause
To change the course

Summer Days

Ramble wander on
I won't tell if you do
Let's call it a dance as we run away
Should life catch up
Never fret
That's what the fire is for

---

And in a timing
Much less precious
Could we meet again?
In a dreamscape
had I known
Would i have changed
The now.
The precious space of being
Not quite free, but strong
And in that strength
What will be?

---

God it tears my heart out
When you look that way
But what am I to do?
Look away?
As if I could.
You're so beautiful
And I hope you know that
And I wish I didn't hate him
But more I wish I was him
So you could look at me like that

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A missed connection
Pretty one, please
Smilie at me again.
'cause light abounds
And love surrounds.
Will you
Stop.
Twirl.
Dream
It
Real.
Keep alive
This faith inside

I Fear

Es una lastima
Temer
Tener miedo
Estar triste
Es una lastima
Estar frio
Y solo
Es una lastima
Odiar
Y no saber

-Translation-
It is a pity
To fear
To be afraid
To be sad
It is a pity
To be cold
And alone
It is a pity
To hate
And not to know