I am convinced that everyone should write poetry. Poetry is the song of the heart, it is the music of your life.
Well you see the stars In the night sky They're all staring back at you hoo-ooh hoo You see you don't have to Try, no there's nothing left to do Do ooh- hoo ooh ooh hoo Just so you know All the weight will melt right off of your back. You've just fallen into a trap No you don't have to shoulder the sky-aye aye. The weight is all in your own mind There's nothing left to do. Don't turn your back now Well You see the moon In the night sky She's looking right down at you At you hoo ooh ooh hoo-ooh And if you can resist falling back into the trap, the weight will fall right off your back And your light will shine like the sun in the clear blue sky-aye aye. And maybe in the half light you'll open up the door, Our love will have the key Our love will have the key.
This was inspired by my wife and written with the tune Atlas by Fanfarlo in mind.
Languishing in the afternoon heat,
she waters the summer squash and tomatoes.
The cries of the crows slows life’s tempo.
Here the garden hose,
and the green onions drown, like my heart, sinking in mud.
My daughter and I watered the vegetable garden yesterday, there were so many little moments that I wanted to try to convey, though I found myself really laboring for this one and in the end I decided to just try to convey that one moment of overwhelming joy and love. If you want to read more poems about being a parent you can find them on the Parenting Page
Well I've been Spending so Much time Creating These little Battlefields. I don't want to be down, Want to be down, Want to be down, Like that anymore. And I been Stickin' around, Stickin' around, Stickin' around, Trying to win. No, I don't want To be Down, down, down, Down, down For the rest of my life. I spent too much time Feeling like I Feeling like I Like I'm the only one. Now I keep Kickin' around Kickin' around Kickin' around Thinking you've Been messin' around And now I Spend too much time Struggling All of my life Mm-mmm all of my life All of my life. Now I keep Runnin' around Runnin' around Runnin' around Creating these Little battlefields For myself. Drawin' those lines Looking for signs That I'm not the only one. I spend too much time Too much time Too much time Bein' Down, down, down, Down, down, Down, next to you. *Edit: changed formatting and added link.
Like finches caught up
in catkins, my thoughts also
sing the same springtime melody
When we wake up
early in the morning,
I pull you close and whisper-
go back to sleep.
It’s the same one-line poem,
one written every day
but the love that fills my heart
can only be described
in our unique way.