I think of you, and the memory you leave, soft notions that dance in my head. Oh how bittersweet can be these holidays, when what it is we love remains out of reach. I think of you to help me through the maze, and a sweet serenity shields my grief. Someone once spoke of serendipity,…

I did find a letter from you, I searched for it. Inside were words winding towards a visit. I wanted to spend the night, reading you, but felt it important I remove myself. Haven’t found a way to ignore time, you’re always going to be near, so sublime. One time your words suggested an elegance,…

There are so many unprotected while a faux executive order, destroys, no desecrates history. He is focused on calendar dates, changing them to his own, taking control of institutions, insisting they refer to his ego. My nights are sleepless when I realize we haven’t any safeguards. Our institutions are now a mockery. Stand in line…

Every one speaks to me, their words with life relevance. I could name the girls who, I might tie the lyrics to. Seems the natural course of life, gives meaning, romantic tones. They are all the same, each day I ask them, help define my mood. If only once they might show me a connection.…

(I posted this back in February ’25. I felt it was relevant tonight.) It’s not going away, This quiet anxiety. I don’t show it in public, Only private conversations. The confusion remains As the gauntlet is laid. ~ I woke up scared today. ~ Every night I sleep, Is another sabbatical. The words I hear…

In a way, my status quo, Might be deceptive. There’s just so much happening inside. My measure of freedom, is naturally, my peace of mind. She said to me once, if you just knew what was inside, you’d run. I lost her because I was too Wrapped up in wanting. That quiet sense of preferred…

In five years I’m the same, that guy on the street corner, a minstrel with a sweet smile, living life, in all of its dream. I let my words take me places, always intrigued, a little similar to the many times my childhood, took me along these naive paths. I’m out here, that guy waiting,…