A cheeseburger in Paradise

My carnivorous appetite craves such succulent delights
Vegetarians live in the same houses as you and I
Where farms and trees once were for the world to survive
Every day in life something must die for you to thrive

 I'll leave you alone if you let me be
With my cheeseburger in paradise
My spatula barbeque and cold beer on ice
On a hot summer night eating that cheeseburger in Paradise

Extra pickles and a mustered stane on my white t-shirt
Bluejeans and sandals are my way of life
When the work week is done it's time to have some fun
And the radio plays all night long

The hypnotizing songs that ketch my eardrum
Bringing me back to those simple days of fun
While my children run and laugh and play
Like I did at their age remembering

Writer's block

That is it, I just did the over 2 months of work in 7 days. I have noticed after that my time at home I am drained

The key

Give it your all and what do you get
 A lot of doubt or a lifetime of regret
All or nothing all in this time
I've been fooled before but never again

The road to hell is paved with good intentions
The road of life is a beaten path
If you want an intelligent answer
Keep your questions to yourself

Never leave a rock unturned
More for less more often than not
Pay it forward or pay a lot
Pay attention to this little spot.

The world ways heavy on the shoulders of the living
While in their graves the dead dance the nights away
As a baby is born without caring
Of all the problems that lay before him

Like a Marker without a lid

The dog days of summer

The fly finds a piece of pie
Sitting on the windowsill cooling in time
The neighbor sends a friendly hello
A walk on by in his afternoon stroll

The bird's chirp and the bees work
To spread honey on morning toast
The little warm sits in the ground and grows
To feed the fish when the rain falls

The dog days of summer will soon be upon us
While the ant and the cricket take notes
One will sing its nights away playing in the moonlight as it strays
The other focused with its head to the ground no time to look up or around

Either way to work or play the days go by anyways
You can`t stop the clock even if you try
Days turn into weeks and nights slip into years
Until the face in the mirror one-day disappears

Fear

If fear is nothing but fear itself
No reason for it but the unknown
The unknown is an adventure so far from home
So far from the safety of what is known

Afraid of what we cannot see in front of our eyes
Afraid of the dark and under the bed
Afraid of being alone or a lifetime with someone else
Afraid of fear itself

What is real is pain itself
Antidepressants and painkillers are the most pills sold
Cocaine and heroin the most abused drugs
Everyone has their addictions to love

So what is your place in life
In the bigger picture the globe on a desk
What are the thoughts spinning in your head
Does it matter when we are dead?

it is or is not

A second for a moment just a minute to think
What is the answer or what question to speak
Where does it stem from and how does the apple taste
When does the wickedness lie and who could it be

Tangled is the web we weave with the pull of each little string
Ask me no questions and I tell you no lies
Step out of bed and your walking into a fight
Choose what is best to live or survive

A journey begins with the first step out the door
A great big world with so many locked doors
The feeling of fright found only when alone
It is a scary thing to be lost on your own

Never again means one more last one again
A circle has no end and yet a beginning
common sense is one person opinion
History is written only by the living

What do you do in a day?

A hundred thousand years from here
Where will we be and will anyone remember right now
Actions we take the decisions we make
What is right or wrong and what is a mistake

A four letter word is nothing but the word
Can it change water can we believe what we heard
A call to action or a call from a friend
A lifetime that one day we think comes to an end

A fleeting glimpse or a shimmer of hope
A moment that will change that old dusty road
The time before time or a moment is fine
a little goes a long way if we do not mind

Face to face would we face the facts
The more people there are the more likely we are to attack
The simplest song is only song when we are alone
The time has come and one day it will be gone

Round and round we go

The wheels go round and round the car goes up and down
Everone has a destination a time to be there
No flow only come and go work and go home
Pay a bill, buy a thing, pick up something to eat

The gas burns and disappears never to be seen again
At least the plastic can be recycled over and over my friend
Someday we will print our toys, our dishes, and even the kitchen sink
You can fork it over or fork it all, but in the end, its what you think

A penny for your thoughts
A quarter for the call
A dollar for an idea
Or a way to change it all

Next time you change your clock ahead
Remember its when most suicides happen
Why not change it a half an hour for good
Then say to the old folks this is the end

cold knight

I do not remember what I said
When you did what you did
Run from what we had done
No one reminds us unless it went wrong

Tears stream down your cheeks at night
I ask if everything is alright
That wall is bricked so tall and tight
There is not a crack to see any light

Should I ask for you to let down your hair
Or is there a password or secret prayer
Something to tell me you are still there
Your eyes are dark your secret I can bear

Lead on me and I will be there for you
Just tell me what it is you need me to do
For me to find my way back to you
I will be your sword, your shield, you bow

Poem I wrote for my wife a long time ago

And I was up so high until I came crashing down Swirled through the lust of the underground Caught in the undertow I became a man I do not know Climbed up my mountain to where I stayed Fell back down to earth when you prayed Demands of the bottle trapped in my head Demands quickly become man’s best friend The mind finds devices it does not mind To give its self its own piece of mind Forgiveness is a word that does not say Things said in anger on unfaithful days Falling from grace where glory stays Falling from your arms slipping away Brought back down from my mountain again to where I stayed Back to the simple man's peaceful ways Upon the dirt my house I build In the fields my hands I worked In the night my mind slips away Through the fires light when my eyes are glazed In the morning when I awake It is in your eyes that I now stay

in another lifetime

Mark my words with red ink
It does not change what they say
Find a line that has meaning
To no one else but what you've been thinking

Dreaming of the sky so blue and red
as the ocean waves like old friends did
finding their way to the beach shore
never missing what they were intended for

The sun is shining the gray clouds are gone
With them go the hard times and sorrows
No longer living waiting for tomorrow
The day is mine that is the moral

Black ink to paper on a desk before
The lamplight dims and it is time for bed once more
To dream of what life may come
And in the morning may I awake once more