But looking at you I wonder if that’s true :: songs and poetry

Breathing wind  (by me) May I take a sweet sojurn in the curve of your arm, lie there, languid, careless, staring into your eyes? I would like to waste the hours away taking in the scent of your hair, falling over the pillow, next to me. You know, I dream of you, walking towards me, … Continue reading But looking at you I wonder if that’s true :: songs and poetry

Though he’s wild, and he’s bad, and sometimes just plain mad :: songs and poetry

A letter found from a time far away now (by me) Your love is conflicting, overpowering, thick and sticky, it gets caught in my hair and my teeth. I try to find the air holes, the side doors, momentary breathing escapes, but I end up facing you sideways and upside down. My heart is a … Continue reading Though he’s wild, and he’s bad, and sometimes just plain mad :: songs and poetry

The 70’s :: If you want me I’ll be in the bar

"I remember that time you told me, you said, "love is touching souls", surely you touched mine,  'cause part of you pours out of me, in these lines from time to time." History: Recorded in 1971, A Case of You was first released on the 1971 album Blue with Mitchell playing Appalachian dulcimer, accompanied by James Taylor on acoustic guitar. The … Continue reading The 70’s :: If you want me I’ll be in the bar

Nothings good enough for anybody else, it seems :: song of the day

Keep Art Alive :: "ai wa katsu-love conquers all" :: Art by Mari Inukai Untitled  (by me) My cluttered life, taped together with want and need. I shrink with all the destination demands, sink into a murk of slack and strain, wanting to curl under the nearest blanket, climb the closest tree, beside the cat, and … Continue reading Nothings good enough for anybody else, it seems :: song of the day

Everybody knows about the Tower of Song :: Lullabys for insomniacs

Keep Art Alive :: Art by Joshua Petker The clock turns time from one day to the next, and I count the hours in my head until the unwelcome buzz of morning will pull me out from dream's reverie. There is never enough sleep when your mind fills with words to write, desires to consider, … Continue reading Everybody knows about the Tower of Song :: Lullabys for insomniacs