Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Appreciate



it is important 
to stand under a night sky
shirtless  
so exposed skin 
can appreciate 
hands
that drive machines
that pick 
the cotton 
of your 
new jacket. 

it is important 
to drink yourself sick 
so liver 
can appreciate 
sweet tasting blood 
that flows 
on the expressway 
from a brain 
to a heart

it is important 
to love with ears 
so eyes 
can appreciate 
what they have 
in front of them 

it is important 

to walk with
feet bare
on crushed rocks 
so heels can truly 
appreciate
the grass

Thursday, September 19, 2013

January, Stop Being Smitten

January,
stop being smitten
you're not suppose to smell like May
In fact, your breath wreaked
of frothy pines only yesterday

Your hair,
swept back with the blistering gales
palms peeled & cracked
your knuckles bruised pale

There is no time,
to go around parading and pretending
that your time is up
your parole is ending

The Tree & I,
we are sisters you see
we both are never made a fool
tomorrow your sky will blow gray
and we will again taste the hollowness of cool.

Sunday, September 15, 2013

Nobody Found Anything By Being Sure



I am passionately in love with good parts...
 and bad parts.
 don't tell my parents, I am the adventure. 
the world? 
she is so so bad, yet so so good.
 my biggest role model yet.
 see all of it. meet everybody. 
you need to through yourself out-- tastefully.
 if you want to walk barefoot, for chrissakes walk barefoot.
 you, yes, you,
 are apart of this vast and ever changing
 landscape.
 ask questions, ask so many questions. but don't. people differ, like the plants, like the colors.
 know that.
 be your own question. try everything once,
 at least once.
 maybe twice if it tickles.
 be bad, but mainly, do good.
 believe in the time you have, in the people who love you. if nobody loves you, love yourself.
 all they want is your money,
 or your love
so no need to be getting uncomfortable.
 squeeze the sweet sweet juice out of every situation that betters you, another human being, or the environment in which you escape.
don't show them what you're all about, be what you're all about.
 if you simply smile, you hold all the cards. nobody found anything by being sure. 

nineteen



 A boy
 I'd never met
 told me
 he liked the way
 my eyes looked
 when I smiled






I asked him if he wanted to run away


Lobsterman Hands


red skies sailors take warning
but fishin' boats leave the docks by morning
they know that the wind is their boss
and the sea she'll turn and toss

I will always respect a man with lobsterman hands

no business suits or clocks to punch
vacation days, sick days, or lunch
if you want yourself a pay raise
the tides don't take no mercy or praise

I will always respect a man with lobsterman hands

there are men who make millions with their minds
pull a few strings, tell a few cheap lies
the only way a fisherman gets rich
is if his daughter gives him a good luck kiss

I will always love a man with lobsterman hands

callused palms don't have the softest touch
but simple folk we don't need much
and when this world comes crashing down
I know the type of hands I'll wanna have around

I will always respect a man with lobsterman hands 

Monday, August 26, 2013

Certain Sounds




There are certain sounds that I simply can't afford 
"let's stay friends" well those are three very expensive words
I ain't got no money, so I spend all my time 
tryin' to figure out why I'm not yours and you're not mine

Nineteen years, you have grown quite cynical 
I sit back, write my thoughts, drink my Pinnacle 
you read Salinger, Hemingway, Thoreau, and Twain 
you're gonnna, backpack through Germany and study on the coast of Spain 


There are certain sounds that I simply can't afford 
"let's stay friends" well those are three very expensive words
I ain't got no money, so I spend all my time 
tryin' to figure out why I'm not yours and you're not mine

I can keep secrets, you know I keep them real good 
I follow the, same criteria every ex girlfriend should 
you actually love her, but you still want me
go ahead and, slap me in the fucking face
watch me bleed 

If a piece of glass can be rounded by the sea
why is that love went up and lost,
 you know she lost you and me 
if a referee can get paid to call a game fair 
why is that we lost all touch
I no longer care

Cause there are certain sounds that I simply can't afford 
let's stay friends well those are three very expensive words
I ain't got no money so I spend all my time
tryin' to figure out why I'm not yours and you're not mine 


Sunday, July 28, 2013

Benjamin

Benjamin, 
I got some dreams up my sleeve
but I've kept every kiss I've received 
I love every breath you breathe
when it's you and me

Mr. Cash he went and walked that line
a love like ours boy is fine as kind
realer then the sun that shines, 
I am yours and you are mine, yeah 

Oh Oh Oh

Girls and boys like to push each others buttons 
I'd rather make you blueberry muffins 
thanksgiving dinner with gravy and stuffing, 
on the side is some of your lovin', yeah 

Benjamin he went and took out the trash
after my nineteenth birthday bash, 
lord knows he ain't got no cash, but-
a love like ours thats how it lasts, yeah

Oh Oh Oh

Benjamin when the sky ain't blue, 
it's cause I ain't holding hands with you 
we got a love thats truer then true 
good ol' me and good ol' you, yeah 

Oh Oh Oh