Filter

I turned on the water
and let it drain
while cleaning the kitchen
it helped filter the pain
of the helplessness I felt
when I reached out again
and heard nothing but the echo
of a silent Eastern wind

Strings

We sat in the cool, itchy grass
which seemed greener last spring
He was tying a string to his kite
Frustrated, he shielded his eyes
from the rising sunlight and asked,
"Why can't I ever do anything right?"
I took him into my arms
and swayed him
to the rythm of a distant car alarm
"You do everything right"
I soothed,
it just takes awhile to figure out
how to do it all.
You don't win or lose."
"But I'm so small!" he complained
 "Yes, aren't we all? 
In this great big world
we often try, we fail, we fall."

But we learn.

He smiled and turned to me,
"Mommy!  It's tied!"
As he ran off to toss
it into the air, I sighed.

Some strings are just worth the time.

Goodnight

It isn't against the law
to say a few more words
seeking reassurance, confirmation
after you say goodnight
But what a crime committed
if you stay silent
while your lover's throat
from choking on tears
remains tight
And you still knowing this:
let her fall out of your sight

“Fairytale”

Locked in your tower while you sit and write
It paces back and forth outside the room
Like some predator waiting for the fight
Silently underneath a covered moon
The mood between us steadily grows dim
I sense the moment as soon as its born
Fading fast to sleep you are giving in
Your will bleeds -- freshly cut from someone's thorns
And I, your prince will not rescue you tonight
Sleep beckons dreams to rid me of my pain
The disappointment of your tower light
Out before I can speak my words again

Rapunzel! Cut off your short, choking leash!
So you can have my love and live in peace

Spiritless

Spiritless
in a lukewarm room
Where light and dark
will never resume
The compromise
to finally exhume
Our tolerance
of some will to consume
Each sadness
futility's fatal fume
will leave us
too much to assume
Spiritless
in a lukewarm room

Invisible Rain

Have you ever felt
so sad and alone
that your head wont hang
any lower than the floor
and your tears can't cry anymore
because they have no sound?

It's like tasting an invisible rain

Losing Three Seconds

I wish I could explain
how deeply
your every word affects me
And I wish you could have felt
how insecure I became when
you said
I'm getting close
instead of
I'm turning in