Journeys of A Man

Saturday, July 29, 2006


when the stars dive deep into the black sky
they paint a beautiful picture called night
and when the earth turns around the sun
the day unfolds and the night is undone
the monsters retreat
the people wake and hit their feet
for another turn
from night to day
wouldn't be as special
if you didn't come out to play

Thursday, July 27, 2006

dear dealer

it wasn't in the cards

Monday, July 24, 2006

(the untitled untitled)

take everything as it comes


i am an instrument
a builder of faith
my emotions can get the best of me
i can cry
i can lie
i can fear man
i can
i can't
i have
i have not

Saturday, July 22, 2006


I went 1,000 miles to find peace...and it wasn't there.
I went 26 years to find myself...and I wasn't there.
I went outside to find the sun...and it wasn't there.
I called a friend, and they weren't there.
Pappa and Mamma...where is home?
my hands are numb
my eyes are heavy
where is home?

Monday, July 17, 2006


A broken arm
A broken heart
A broken man
God can heal all things
And although we
Cannot know
All He intends
We must believe
That He can mend
And make all things new again

Friday, July 14, 2006

Mouth, nose, eyes
Hands, feet
We all have commonalities
We all have deformities
some to greater degrees

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Chipi Chipi

I’m stuck in a daydream
A garden out back
A comfortable couch
A view of you
A view of the window
Outside it is raining
Pictures of ghosts
On the walls
Angel with wings
With feathers that fall
The trips we took
Thoughts of late night phone calls
The sun is trapped
In each bead of rain
I’m reading
And thinking
You are painting
I’m half awake
And almost sleeping
You are smiling and painting
Outside it is raining

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

everyone hovers...

slipped on the wet grass
but caught myself
knees bent,
hands hovering for balance
Isn't it sad that love is so hard to find
Isn't it sad that I can count my friends
on my two hands
why in a world full of people
is it so hard to find close friends
this is not a sad prayer
this is a prayer for humanity
spit in my face
would I turn my cheek?
would I give you a hug?
would I smile
would I fight
I don't want to fight.
Everyone needs a friend tonight.

Monday, July 10, 2006

if you could drive
where would we go
if your feet left the ground
I could be found

Sunday, July 09, 2006

I am alive.
I am here.

Wednesday, July 05, 2006

Missing Yesterdays

Everything that you did yesterday and all that fills today,
Everything that wanders into tomorrow and beyond,
God will remind you of when your time here is done.
And when you’re gone and this two becomes one,
I will miss all of our yesterdays.
I will miss you today in the dawn,
And I will think about you as each new day comes along.