The Never Years

Listener, let me tell you
About the never years
And I hope you listen close
Follow my lead,
My unseen tears
And you’ll find lost
What’s had by most
(Or so it seems . . .)
The best days
The most fun
The most free
The most happy
The best memories
Are the Never Years
For me
No Parents, no rules
So the illusion goes
No limits, no curfew
Take in the shows
The bed can wait for you
My friend
But if in there you use the wrong head
Be careful because good times can spear
And that just enjoyed becomes dead
Welcome now to your first never year
Now responsibility
Now duty
Now work
Now sweat
Now struggle
Now starve
Cry dark
Stare back at your brief shining moment
That life, cut short, leaves no bright token
Stare ahead to what SHOULD have been
Good times and no fears
But now won’t be anything better than
What some of us know as the never years

False Visions

False Visions
But how can you call it false
When you never had a chance
I guess the tease was all it needs
To change to cans so many can’ts
Another cloudy mist passes, wets face
Thoughts begun cut short, aborted
Rising swell of the infant wave
Gravity rebuffs, crushing, contorted

Beckoning hand of false visions
Snake smile deceit that engages
Suggestions, promises, the golden flow
Curls ripping fingers, the internal rages

Nature reversed, smooth stone face falls
To sharp, cutting,  jagged, twisted
The untouchable pain induced form darkens
Behind wall, under shadow not interested
Numb slips back into comfy chair, smiles
Almost sweet relief cried for sanity sake
The often fed must be the request
Readily soaks core calling suppressed

Blood Shine

Blood Shine
 
New dark of night the moon calls upon
Adjusted eyes tenderly watch your last breath
Foul deeds remembered should be forgotten
Ancestral warrior’s blood avenged in death
 
White snow shows black but for the moon light
Bodies quiver- yours in death, mine delight
Last of the house that brought ruin to mine
Revenge flowed thick in family’s blood shine
 
Transgressions of rivals now render moot
Pyrrhic victory leaves only me to count
The countless times our honors stained
To right small wrongs never paramount
 
White snow shows black but for the moon light
Bodies quiver- yours in death, mine delight
Last of the house that brought ruin to mine
Revenge flowed thick in family’s blood shine
 
The battle over and the war believed won
But snow grows a new red line
My unchecked wounds now call on me
Sleep wrapped in your family’s blood shine
 
White snow shows black but for the moon light
Bodies quiver- yours in death, mine delight
Last of the house that brought ruin to mine
Revenge flowed thick in family’s blood shine

Gone Awry

Gone Awry
 
Is it ever going to workout right?
Again it just comes apart
Everything you thought was truly fine
Was fracturing from the start
 
The plan is always the last thing to work
Or so it appears to me
Failure is life’s standing norm
It is our destiny
 
The way you wanted your life to go
Is the biggest joke of all
You plan, you strive, you persevere
But a mad universe makes the call
 
The plan is always the last thing to work
Or so it appears to me
Failure is life’s standing norm
It is our destiny
 
Now looking up from bloodied knees
Sight penetrates the fog
Of life, of paths, of long lost dreams
To see your dark epilogue
 
The plan is always the last thing to work
Or so it appears to me
Failure is life’s standing norm
It is our destiny