Poetry


Voices of no one there.

I sail alone on the sea at night the stars as my guide the wind and dolphins my friends. The creak of the rigings and the flap of the sail the noises and musings of wonder I tell for I am alone and hear the voices of no one there. Sounds become words and desire sets in, the wonder of the world and all I want us a friend and a lover to know to love to hold. I sail on in the glory of the lights of the night. Sleek dolphin bodies splash in the glow of the moon sleek essence of beauty and speed. My yearning heart swells as my soul reaches down I so want to join them in the translucent wonder and splendor of their frolicking. In the moan of the wind I hear the voices of no one there and a happy sort of madness takes my mind the vessel speaks louder to me now with the voices of no one there they never leave and they don’t ever care the voices of no one there. I have the life of which other men dream but to hold I have only the voices of no one there.

Who would dance with a crazy man

Who would live with a man like me who would sail on 7 seas
Who would observe the universal so Grand who would live with a crazy man
Who would explore the Mysteries of God you & me and the universe 3
Who would dance with a crazy man like me
Ponder and Wonder over land and sea Explorer all there is out there to see
Ask the questions no one thinks about the wonders of the mighty phinx
Who would live with a man like me who would sail on 7 seas
Who would dance with a crazy man.


I Cry In My Mind

Ah But I Cry In My Mind For The Sorrow Of You For the love that couldn’t be the kiss of the curse that is me.

I feel good I say

this morning feeling good I say
I must be dead to feel this way
I see myself stretched in the boat looking ok
I got things to do I can’t go today
Are you dead are you dead get up I say
Are you dead are you dead get up I say
I got things to I can’t go today
But what the hey I feel good today

Baby who are you

who who who who baby who are you baby tell me true maybe baby who are you. Baby what do you do what you looking to what you going through maybe baby who are you


She’s a woman on a mission


She’s a woman on a mission She’s a woman on a mission
She ain’t made for attrition
She’s going to dance up the highway
She ain’t taking no byway
She’s proud in her mind
She’s got drive she ain’t kind
She uses men to amuse her
She’ll never let them abuse her
She got money on her mind
She ain’t made for the daily grind
She’s so fine
She ain’t the rhinestone kind
You going to pay if you play
You be used and thrown away
You can look but you can’t touch
You have to pay to much.
Yeah look and look away
Everyday everyday everyday