Inside of us, there lies a spring
A stream of life neverending
Deep divides and driest days
Cannot stymie the waterway
Dive inside—abandon dock
And, in time, you’ll cut through rock
Quotes
My Baby
My baby’s got no tricks
But her manner is bewitching
My baby’s just for kicks
But we oughta be hitching…
My baby’s got no style
But she’s got a flair for smiling
My baby’s got no sly
But her candour is beguiling…
Baby crosses her i’s
But she dots her little t’s
She’s got no alibis
Baby’s where she’s meant to be…
Crystal Vision
The moon told me it’s crystal clear
The way is always love or fear
She said this doubt, indecision
Was fear clouding your love’s vision
His Private Garden
In his private garden,
He weeds and seeds and sows
Slowly and steadfastly
Hoping his flowers grow
In his private garden,
He plots and prunes and preens
Squarely and sure-footed
He is master of his dreams
In his private garden
Without fear or feign
A violet shared her colours
Blooming in the rain
The One Before the One (2)
The one before the one
Gave this moony girl the sun
Generously shared his fun
Guaranteed love wasn’t won
The one before the one
Was the words in her best songs
Walked beside her all along
When she was weak and she was strong
The one before the one
Listened day in and day out
Saw her within and without
Knew what she was all about
The one before the one
Told her that her heart was rare
Treated it with undue care
And so she’ll try not to compare:
The one before the one
With the one that came thereafter
With his nervous bursts of laughter
With a different ever after
The one before the one
Had a different path to take
Had held more futures at stake
And sometimes, that’s just the shake
When he was up and she was down
When he was verb and she was noun
When he had swum and she had drowned
When he was anchor and she, crown
When the moon had waxed before it waned
Something was lost, and something gained
The phase she’d never have begun
Without —
J. Barnes
Jake Barnes, I know your name
But his affliction suffered same
The will to love, the want to lust
He surely might, he shouldn’t must
And now a spine on my bookshelf
You blame the war? You shot yourself
Quiet Moments (2)
In these quiet moments,
You and I are home at sea
We’ve surrendered to the rhythm
Of a tidal reverie
And yet we still swim forward
In the pulse between each crest
For in each of life’s contractions
You and I are doubly blessed
Sunset
Her golden poison, our calming cure
She’s died for countless days
The only thing I know for sure:
The times I’ve looked away
This Time
This time, someone else’s night
Won’t keep me from my moon
This time, the sun will sing me songs
Each day she’ll give me June
This time, when I’m falling
I’m only rising up
This time, when I’m pouring
I’ll drink from both our cups
This time, I won’t be paying
No matter what the cost
This time, when I find it
I’m never getting lost
This time, I’ve got a place to land
Before I take the leap
This time, when I roll the die
It’ll be for keeps
Petrichor
I’ll write a song called Petrichor
With words you’ll swear you’ve heard before
I’ll dabble dew-drop harmonies
Into an earthy-bass reprise
And by its sweet saturation,
The sound will rise in ovation
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