Now

You know the answer as do I
A brazen breath, a settled sigh
The wind is right, the time is now
When curtain falls, we take our bow
If the world is ending here
We two have nothing to fear
We plan the future, continue on
Perfecting together the same old song

Singular Lonesome Song

Not sure if I've said the words,
Or said them quite often enough.
But the feelings are there, counted.
Even when I seem angry or gruff.

Sometimes life is too weary.
This burden unwieldy, and vast.
Pain that's echoing onward,
Keeping injury after it's past.

I shouldn't be adding to your lot.
To do so's incredibly wrong.
It's simply that I can not bear it,
The singular, lonesome song.

So if you can, come quickly.
If not, whenever is best.
But when you do we'll leave here,
Take a break and then take a rest.

Deadly

Deadly

Tell me of the howling of winds

That blow the bleakest black

Whisper of your darkest sins

God and I will hear of your slack

Whisper to me of cleverness

Of great deeds, of battles foretold

Don’t try to make it seem less

Clever or brave or bold

Remind me of your virility

Of women, of wine, of song

Don’t bother with humility

Tragic tales are often too long

Shout of your numerous possessions

Of which you only want more

These are private confessions

Not added to legend of lore

Adding substance to the world though

Would require much effort, a coup

Forgive the truly low blow

But that seems too much effort for you

The world must seem like an oyster

One that you wish to eat

You feel as though you’ve been cloistered

And lacking of anything sweet

Forgive my troubled verses

I see the ire in your eyes

Little effect have your curses

The truth will outweigh the lies.

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Our Song

Our Song

I think our song is ending love

When tragedies are mentioned think on us

There was a great run for a while

When times were bright and gay

We laughed on golden shores

The hours whiled away without remark

Just sitting hand in hand, heart in heart

But now we must head into the sunset

Our lives to live again

It’s not alone I fear

It’s “without you” I dread

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Descant

Descant

A counterpoint in harmony

A rhythm of the heart

You can’t pair a bass with a soprano

Or a contralto with a tenor

The harmonies must match

Then soar together to new heights

So too must souls match

Their jagged edges must meet

They fit together perfectly

But sometimes what is needed

Is a descant

That perfect little melody

That runs overtop of the song

Turns it inside out

But makes it so much better

Changes it all around

But the combination

Is beautiful

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Misericorde

Misericorde

The cord stretches tightly and binds us

Across the oceans and plains

No matter how far the distance finds us

The truth quite humbly remains

Like a song written just out of tempo

Echoing with a crazy beat

I carry your soul as a memento

Of times when loving was sweet

Sometimes I lay and reminisce

Of days when gentlemen called

Being courted and feted and kissed

It can’t be as good as recalled

So return, wayfaring stranger

Show compassion by staying your hand

Relieve me of my danger

I beg of you, answer my command

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No Compromise

I love you for who you are

Not who I want you to be

I learned long ago that compromise doesn’t work

If you aren’t yourself you have nothing

You should know what you are getting into

Otherwise the beginning will be the end

The shadows will draw nearer

As tomorrow’s troubles come at a price

Your freedom means more than mine

My heart will always be chained

But you could still flap your wings

Better to end with a song

Than to descend into the abyss

Riffing a Poem

whatever it takes if it makes you happy
give me one reason she will be loved
I will wait to surrender all i ever wanted
we are young once
holding out for a hero before he cheats
but i do love you
pardon me, should i stay or should i go
i could could fall in love when i'm with you