Journeys of A Man

Wednesday, September 08, 2010

One Sense

I tried to reach you
You tried too
The years got in between
The morning's sunbeams
and the night's dreams

I reached for you
I really tried
The passing of time
and the fine line
got caught in my mind

I fell so hard
and didn't get back up
I still haven't
gotten back up

play that song
the one I wrote
about old friends
and how to begin


it's been a while
how have you been?
I must begin...

Follow the rabbit down the hole.
Follow the path wherever it goes.
No matter where it goes.
I must follow.
I must follow.
I must follow.

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Nothing changes if nothing changes.

Saturday, January 10, 2009

first from forever

charcoal on canvas
snow near my window
sketches of an afternoon
tides on the shore
and a reflecting moon
walls are covered
the ground is covered
these dreams are just illusions

Wednesday, December 03, 2008

Candle in the window
cold in the air
leaves fall
don't we all
I want to say I'm sorry
I want to say thank you
I want to say what needs to be said
before my last day is through

Thursday, September 25, 2008

(journeys from long ago / entry 2)

Took a ride to the city limit sign
looked at it for one last time
hit the accelerator and said goodbye

took a drive up the interstate
thinking so much he couldn't concentrate
on the future that has burned the past
needs answers to all the questions he has left to ask
so much still left to do
can at least one dream come true

(journeys from long ago / entry 1)

lifted off the street
sat down on a chair
taken from that place
morphine taste
Cereal and milk
water and pills
ocean carry me
help me to feel free
ease my mind
let me forget the thing I've left behind
naked in the eyes
can you hear my cries
I think that you do
and who am I to become
where do we belong
stuck on this earth
Lord, I cannot fly
nor can I
ask why
I should not ask why.
I should not ask why.
Lifted from a chair
and thrown into the sea. Forced to swim. Swim towards me.

Thursday, July 31, 2008

You lie

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

There is no magic pill.
There is no happiness in material things.
There is no reasoning with you.
There is no going back.

When your time is up,
it's up.

And what you never got around to do,
is something you'll have to live with when your days are through.