26 Weeks (#poem)

Living on the road for 26 weeks
Each moment counting
Divides the strong from the weak
Hysteria mounting
Darkness overcomes me
I run out into the street

I grab my keys and jump in the Jeep
Heading for the bar
Feel it, touch it, taste the beach
Heeding the power guiding the car
Rolling down windows
Bending me where the wind blows

Morning sunrise kisses my cheek
Pushing me back
I don’t want to go, I start to freak
Endurance is what I lack
Just a little while longer
Cuz “what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger”*

(*Kelly Clarkson)

Letting Go (#poem)

Letting go of the old
Making room for the new
Planning escape isn’t easy
Trapped in a tin can room
The choices are so few

She flies to Vegas on business
The desert reminder is eerie
Of the past she left behind
The emptiness leaves her bleary
Looking back is so very weary

They say it’s the darkest before the dawn
Multi-color hues paint the morning sky
To capture a moment of sheer beauty
My tools are mere words, and, yet I try
Of this I cannot lie

 

The Neighbor (#poem)

The neighbor is home, the booming begun
Must be his day off, he’s all alone
Thumping is company, lover, and friend
I’m too damn old to go through this again

Downstairs is mystery, but counting down
The weeknight I hear him goes round and round
Last week on Sunday, this week on Monday
Eight days no sounds when he goes away

His entrance is striking, like thunder and lightning
Shaking the floors, giving them wings
Disturbing my peaceful dreams
No place to think or read

I Go Crazy (#poem)

I go crazy stuck in this house
I go crazy quiet as a mouse
I want to dance and scream
I want to eat ice cream
I want to sing “You’re Such a Louse”

Nashville and its fixed state of mind
Thinking there’s only one kind
Of ways to write a hit song
My way doesn’t make it wrong
Sit back, relax and unwind

I go crazy when you’re away
I go crazy missing L.A.
I want to race a cherry red Camaro
I want to sleep underneath a Palmetto
I want to drink French Pouilly Fuisse

I go dancing all by myself
Nobody puts baby on a shelf
I’m too lazy to stay up all night
I need my Zzzzs to do it right
Up and down all around like Santa’s elf

The cats howl from three to four
That’s when I get up to close the door
Wide awake, I write a song
While sirens scream all night long
I dream of quiet nights at the shore

I go crazy…

5 Weeks and 3 Blocks Away (#poem)

This tiny apartment was closing in on me
The sun was setting over the lonely sea
I stopped in at JBs and sat down at the bar
I was sipping tropical drinks, he was strumming a guitar

5 weeks later I’m living 3 blocks from the beach
He was so far away but now within my reach
I was waiting forever, stressed beyond belief
5 weeks and 3 blocks from the beach

Content to be sleeping, or am I really dreaming?
There’s dancing on tables and screaming
Pina Coladas, Margaritas, and more wine
Jose Cuervo, don’t forget the salt and the lime

5 weeks later I’m living 3 blocks from the beach
He was so far away but now within my reach
Waiting forever, stressed beyond belief
5 weeks and 3 blocks from the beach

Time is moving in slo-mo but not really stopping
Beer cans are popping, flip flops are flopping
Swimming in my red short shorts and matching halter top
Driving a baby blue T-bird rag top

5 weeks later I’m living 3 blocks from the beach
He was so far away but now within my reach
Waiting like forever, stressed beyond belief
5 weeks and 3 blocks from the beach

Upside Down (#poem)

Spinning, spinning round and round
How did life turn upside down?

I was sipping my coffee in Vegas
Writing songs in my studio office
A cat in my lap, two at my feet
Life was looking pretty darn sweet

Spinning, spinning, round and round
How did life turn upside down?

The desert night whispered my name
Come, seek fortune and fame
From town to town, I sang and played
Audiences loved me unafraid

Spinning, spinning, round and round
How did life turn upside down?

I met a man who was a stranger
Loving him was the danger
Playing games ‘what if’ and ‘if only’
The radio played “Only the Lonely”

Spinning, spinning, round and round
How did life turn upside down?

Lovers and other strangers
Don masks for the masquerade
Protect your heart, road rangers
Keep your heart unscathed

Spinning, spinning, round and round
How did life turn upside down?

Night Time Lingers (#poem)

As night time lingers, sanity flees
Testing, testing, testing
Strength of character I once believed
I held for everlasting

The shore slaps three separate waves
Morning, noon, and night
Seconds, minutes, hours, days
Counting down til daylight

Sleeping peacefully after Mass
A rare and wonderful treat
Awakened abruptly by the cats
Screams from the abyss disturb my dreams

Pushed beyond my limits
My patience wearing thin
Completely out of my wits
And so I give in

How much longer can this last?
The calendar flirts with guile
Hissing a cat’s unrelenting chant
Praying he stops in a little while

I love him like the dearest child
There is nothing that he lacks
From meek and mild to weak and wild
I’m marching to hell and back

I Love… (#poem)

I Love… long nights lying awake
I Love… long days at the Tricky Tray
I Love… long distance romances
I Love… never having second chances
Not

I Love… migraine headaches after too much salt
I Love… long meetings at the Kingdom Hall
I Love… rap music at two a.m.
I Love… never seeing you ever again
Not

I Love… hangovers after too many drinks
I Love… cleaning out the kitchen sink
I Love… dogs barking at the house next door
I Love… mopping up the kitchen floor
Not

I Don’t Love… too many kisses, too many wishes, too much money, time with my honey, beach sunsets, driving Corvettes
I don’t Love you…
Not

Choices (#poem)

Swollen breasts strain against a t-shirt
Ripe with motherhood questioning the future
Young girl’s fingers caressing the keyboard
Pimping music like a surgeon’s suture

Life changing moments in an instant
Can be swept away as if they never existed
To have and to hold as life unfolds
When your instincts scream “go, go, go!”

Choices we make can be a burden
When chasing dreams, escaping the warden
When you lose your way in the dark of night
Accept the gift in the flickering light

 

Me, too, but that’s not my problem (#poem)

There’s a lot of talk about “me too”
Listen, I’ve been there but it’s more than that
There’s a lot of talk about girls with no clue
They’ve been overlooked on the job or in the class
But that’s not my problem

Men who’ve stared at my chest
Instead of looking me in the eye
Sometimes it was what they said
Can I molest you or see you on the sly
But that’s not my problem

There’s a man who let me go
Didn’t care to protect me from men like that
Or so I’ve been told
By a woman who never had my back
Mustn’t do better than she could do – mustn’t be so bold
But that’s not my problem

We’ve all been given a purpose
It’s who we should be – it’s who we are
Dig deep, reveal what’s below the surface
Don’t be afraid, we all have our scars
That’s our problem