TREES

give me one more week and i'll finish

the skillet the fish

the glass the ocean

the clothes the fields

the paper the trees

Voice Like Lightning

you don't say before you rude
and fresh way out there neither can call
or ring with understanding
the song voice going with a grace
un stop
continued with ring and can not stop
wide like lightning
and good for the next day
hhhhhmmmmmmmmm

KEYS

from the end of the road
i'll take you to the farthest tree top
in the deepest fields of sense
you'll know what the poets speak of
until then, you can have my keys.

CC Indie

what about it, the yellow or pbs?

if i should fall asleep i hear you following me

down the way

on the way

yours and mine have been happening for some time.

a witness to your success, dressing the show

the snow and window window on skid row

culver city turning yellow from a tainted soul

looking to land a price a job a gig a spot a sale

putting it together you flow

cherry nice.

CLAUDIA

drive a motor bike

under a mountain ridge

i heard the wheels from a distance

went to the store.

Blah Blah Blah Struck One Day Blah Blah Blah Everything Blah

you are currently following a blog
of the present pathway to heaven
just as i couldn't see from all the freedom
in my mind i was so out of my head
across and then i let go

VALENTINE

between the two a

sacred bond of heartfelt feeling

kept or broken

shared in prayer and herbs

welcome everyone to your door and be aware

of your blind eye

a saint is in disguise

most of all

care and trust.

am

just can't help acting like a child

open the door to a surprise and gentle flow

of your walk to my back

nervous and trembling with touch of

your beard.

baby come with out your brush or socks

and catch us doing what we like doing

this door shut down the night and before

the day could push you down the road

i get to love love love you.

Let It Be Praised

come down from above

been seen before it was three

then it was four in the fire

shed the skin and amaze from

such easy power

let it be

to fall free, those that bind and wish

against the movement of your praise