8/6/2022 – pull me back onto the tracks

Within the soft scent of your hair
And the warmth of your skin
Within your voice upon the air
And your wisdom within

I find a kind of solace, which
The world so often lacks
A peace to pull me from the ditch
And back onto the tracks

8/5/2022 – I thought of you

I found a daisy

Along the path

And in pondering it

Thought of you

Your hair like water
Your eyes like the midnight sky
Your heart like to mine

It is in the quieter moments
That my mind
Is loudest

I’ve often sung of far-off lands
And times long lost to myth
Of cities now beneath the sands
And men buried therewith

So often that I’m sometimes lost
Within this world of steel
Longing for rough stone unembossed
Hidden ‘neath earthly seal

It sings high-pitched songs
Paints the sky with bright colors
All without a care

I wait for the rain
Standing on the dry grasses
Breathing the arid breeze

And though I will hide from it
And though its gloom weighs upon me
I wait for the rain

A lily’s wilting
While another starts to bloom
Both of such color

My wife is in meetings all day
From the moment the sun says g’day
I’d like to say “Hey! Let’s go walk, this is cray!”

But my wife is in meetings all day

I sweat under a blazing sun
And a heat of the moment yet hotter