I was once an old '36 Ford truck driven by a very well loved man
who's face lit up so brightly carrying his tackle box of bate n' hooks
with his grandchildren by his side, and fishing poles in his hand
I loved the sound of their sweet voices when they'd climb onto my back
I carried them safely home, along with the salmon held inside their sacks
I'm very old and rusty now, but I think of them on summer days
as the sun glimmers in the distance on familiar seashore bays,
while listening to great grandchildren laughing so happily at play.

The song goes on...
like a torch
you must pass it along
to the others you meet
on this journey/on the street
so they don't feel alone
to help them know they're needed
that they're strong..
everyone belongs
so learn to hum this song...
to the sounds all around
you'll hear it in the whistle of a train
in the drip of the rain...
to the drums on the street
in the all souls you'll ever meet..
it's found in the rhythm of their heartbeat
go on n' sing it now/pass it along
it's just a song ...
but it will help others to become strong.

I have vanished like the wind
that circles around a windmill
never returning back
but going outward
pushing birds in flight
rising
so that I may touch
the deep blue sky
with my golden wings
dipping...
to get a better view
below
I have vanished like the wind
that blows white dandelions
in the air
so that I may be silhouetted by the sun
when I am kissed by light
I now float
with anticipation...
seeking a resting place
somewhere in the ground
planting myself again
where I can be loved
by the sun and the rain...
until another breeze takes me again....
I have vanished like the wind
out of sheer necessity
from your silence
forcing me to move on
pushing upward...
always now,
around the stars
and the moon...
I have vanished from your silence
I am blowing in the wind
waiting to be loved again.

The eyes behind the camera reveal truth hidden in the shadows
in foreign countries like ****** Alley.
A story to be told--
through the camera that I hold...
men,  women, and children running for freedom...
how their fate was sealed..
because the truth is revealed ...
about how they heard the shots
the bullets coming/they heard the sound
their arms spread out like eagles/as they hit the silent ground
one bullet to the heart was their taker
that made them meet their maker...
Flesh n' blood like you n' me
(the shutter release is clicking away/whirring away)
capturing the stillness of these souls on this rainy Winter day...
Why does freedom
have to look this way?
With open mouths n' open eyes
they've been cheated from their lives.
n' the eyes behind the camera choke back tears...
in ****** Alley...
that a bullet took them away like a souvenir.

My Gemini man understands
everything that I am
n' when we are together
his touch feels like a magic feather
I get chills up n' down my spine
cause he whispers words so soft, and kind
n' he appreciates what's on my mind...
n' he listens to what I say...
I appreciate all his ways...
I didn't know that love could feel like this...
there's no drama / just peaceful bliss
Oh, how I love his tender kiss.
n' he loves the way I dance n' sway
to the music he he gently plays
knowing every note inside my soul
the riffs are hot ~ like awesome
rock n' roll
Yeah,
My Gemini Man feels like home...
n'  I know I'll never feel alone
whenever he's around
time fly's at the speed of sound
So this is the song that I'm sending him...
until I'm back in his loving arms, again.

The tiger is strong in character, strong in body
strong in mind...
they are amazing animals
one of a kind.

The tiger utilizes complete follow through with each strike with the intention of penetrating and destroying his or, her target.

What happens to the Tiger when they get scared?
Do they know fear at all
when their back gets pushed up against a wall?

I know a Tiger...
She's a fighter...
Her head has been held under water
Yet. Still.
She remains strong
She reminds herself that she's someone's daughter
Royal & True
These are the attributes of her
She has been scarred, and mistreated..
but by no means is she defeated...
Her eyes have a speck of gold that flickers in the night...
they light up at the sign of danger
she uses her keen sense of hearing along with her sight

No. A tiger does not know fear.
She doesn't weep. She has no tears.

She does not fear, does not hesitate, and does not regret.
And..
You'll recognize her the moment we've met.

I had a dream I was dreaming..
implying strong aspirations of optimism
indicating my wishful thinking
that I was a small child
blonde, and fair without a care
fluent in French
along with emotional intelligence
ahead of my time
in feminine wile
I was acting out a play
animated in every way
drawing a crowd
all the grown ups watched
smiling at me
imagining a bright future
at least that's what I dreamed...
they could all see...
then I turned into a Chimpanzee
swinging from tree to tree.

It's untitled because I'm still dreaming it up
designing their costumes
applying their make-up
I think one of them should say funny things
bringing the audience to their knees
Yeah...
the ideas are pouring in
Okay, I've got it
Act I
FADE IN:
that's where I'll begin
You never know what Zoe will say next...
she'll be hysterically funny, and very complex
(playing my protagonist)
bringing bubbles of joy
(even to my antagonist)
Yeah..
Zoe tends to do funny things
not even realizing the laughter she brings
because everyone will see themselves
in the situational stories she tells...
Act II
Zoe loses her shoes...
she thinks they're magic
(it will seem quite tragic)
maybe you'll cry
and, you won't know why
you'll just find it sad
to watch a person that's normally so happy, and glad
just to be in this world
to have emotions that swirl
you'll be cheering for her
to get back to the way things were
before she thought she lost her shoes
the ones she thinks are magic
(she's gonna have the blues)
I'll write a transition here
it comes from, Carlos Diaz, he'll be a true friend...
(he'll help her transcend)
Act III
Zoe finds her magic shoes
(but she'll have to pay some kind of price, or fee)
I'll have her find a key that will make her see...
that she can get back to the way things were
before she began to swerve
thinking life had way too many curves
(it seems so unlike her)
Yeah, he'll help her get back to the beginning
when she found humor in the darkest places
even in the eyes, and expressions of the all the strange faces
that had been tossed her way...
because her imagination was busy at play
Yeah..
You'll be so happy for her
that she's finally back to the way things were
her friend, Carlos Diaz...
he'll be the one to remind her of all the joy she can bring
(by this point you'll all want to sing)
because Zoe can find humor in almost anything.

You enter this mysterious world
with trepidation..
and some hesitation
but you're the hero of your own story
seeking glory
there's no turning back now
you must accept your fate
what will you gather
or, learn on your journey
this Odyssey of adventures--
while on all of your travels?
There will be dragons to slay
and, some kind of transformation--
morphing you into a Prince or Princess
much to your dismay
but you're up for the ride
because there's really no place to hide..
You must go on
at all cost
because you're the hero of your own story
you get to write how you win
do you go down in flames riddled with sin?
There's always a fork in the road
for all the seeds you have sewn
A rite of passage--
you get to choose...
savage.
sinner...
or, saint.

There's a sailor that I know
a type of guy that gives me love
Yeah, but then he picks up ~ Yeah, just he just goes...
Sailing off
to another port that he knows
Surprising me each n' every time
when he has an extra dime...
to have the ***** to up n' call..
as if nothing happened
between us ~ at all
I'm not some Yo-Yo you can play...
whenever
you decide you want to stay...
So listen carefully
to what it is ~ I have to say...
"Hey Sailor ~ Hey Sailor
Go take your ******* to another store
Cause' I'm not buying here ---
anymore---!!
Oh, Sailor don't you see
You can't ever be with me...
Yeah--
'Cause, I've bought a vowel, or two
Yeah..
I've gone n' caught a big *** clue---
of the ***** Sailor inside you---
Yeah, go ahead n' sail away
You can't ever come back n' stay
cause, Sailor -- it's over - Yeah, it's the end
You can't treat me like this again.

-13-
I've been reading the diary I kept
an entry for everyday I lived
each night before I slept.
Elton John was my everything
cherry lip gloss n' faded jeans
winning my first spelling bee
my first kiss/his first slap
made the boy step on back.
Laughy taffy with good friends
Bubble Gum/******* Jacks
First Crush/Late Night
(gave my mom a total fright)
-14-
"Kenny Johnson"
Just three words...
"Oh, my god!"
I'm gonna die..
I'm in love with his blue eyes.
Ice Skating/Track Meets
hungry all the time
First job really bit...
worked so hard to be a hit
Fast forward...
-15-
Innocence
I want a Prince
Tough year/Tons of fear
(Does everyone feel this weird?)
Football games/Friday nights
SNL, and Popcorn Fights
Mean Girls show up here
I kick their bums to the curb
(They don't ever cross this nerd)
Summer Camp way out West
College Boys are the best!
J.D. Salinger made me cry
when I read..
"The Catcher In The Rye"
-16-
No more entries after this...
Just these memories of when I was..
just a young girl in search of love.































and read a ton of books...
I dreamed of being a writer someday
(extremely kind with a complex mind)
and sporting killer looks.

I sat by raging waters last night...first a trickle...a tickle upon the arch of my foot...or was that the arch of my humanity...it swirled and whirled consuming me...piece by piece...like a precious last meal...it took it's time...devoured me...fluidity turned fleshly as it moved over me...no...through me...until my own existence was a raging sea...did the very continents collided?...Unbridled furry...yet no hurry...for the waters to hush, calm, sooth, still...I sat by raging waters last night...and...I thought of you...cling safely to the shores of my affections...and rise...

Welcome to your new day
where life it seems
is nothing more than a string of dreams
n' the people you've met upon the stage
were sitting inside a little cage
and Rod Serling has been directing this whole time
(he's been telling you how to say your lines)
You've been arguing for a better part
because you know it's not the end that counts...
you want a choice in where you start...
but he's just informed you it's too late
you've already chosen to participate
you'll have to do the best you can...
a dream he's entitled: your life span...
now you're kicking
and, just screaming
he says hold on ...calm down
I'll see who I can bring around
You're completely sarcastic at this point...
"Oh, right. Like you can bring John Lennon, or Elvis to this joint?!"
You hear, "they're on another gig..."
(so you ask for help from someone really--- big)
He kind of laughs, and then he says...
"I've been telling you to wake up this whole time...
you don't even need to spend a dime
it's called free will, man...
can't you see?
Besides...
You've got way more pull to ask than me!"

Watch me fly through the sky
high, high, high
My back's pushed up against the wall
it's do or die, die, die...
Sorry haters I've got to fly
high, high, high..
I'm not hanging around here
I won't drink your cheap beer
This girl likes diamonds, and roses...
European Yachts made by pro's
Yeah, so watch me fly
up in the blue sky
so high, high, high
it's do -- or, die, die, die..
I won't let anyone take me down
go ahead if you're dressed like clowns
I'll knock you out in one punch
Cause,
I've been blessed with a vision/Yeah, a hunch
that it's my time to fly
high, high, high...
Cause it's do,
or, Baby
die---die---die--
Gonna fly
high, high, high.

Maria..
A quiet little girl
with blue eyes
and big brown curls
she would sit for hours
depriving herself of sleep
for days
imagining characters
making up plays
In her dreams ...
she floated on clouds with angel wings
there she heard the sound of violin strings
rocking her to sleep each night...
where her imagination would take flight.

In the jungle of humanity
painted walls of white
all of them suffering the same plight
strangers sat together exchanging polite glances
hoping for a chance
to reach for the American Dream
one that had somehow slipped through their fingers
it seems...
wanting to keep their dignity
reaching for a life that shines--
Oh, so brilliantly.

It was raining on that starry night...
Softly leaning in
she whispered...
"Meet me at midnight"
before turning away
a million days flew by....
when he remembered her eyes
somehow the meeting was missed
(they never did kiss)
it was a cold starry night
in the pouring rain...
they were boarding a train
catching her hand
he spun her around
and fell to the ground
whispering...
"Meet me at midnight

Eye of Horus
I face the north
Hale the angels
I raise the torch
A pinch of salt...
  A silver moon
Dragon's blood ..
I sing a tune..
I dance for him,
in the room...
I love the sin...
where I start
he begins
stretching arms
wanting more,
  ecstatic charms.

Her children have all grown
off to college
with great expectations all of their own
they're too busy
to pick up the phone...
so she sits all alone
and talks to her cat
(that sits on her lap)
staring at her
with an inquisitive look
(as if reading a book)
pages of years...
stories of tears
laughter and pain
jumping in puddles in the pouring rain
first day of school
standing up to bully's that are cruel
Halloween lights
pajama party
nights
flying kites
Picnics and plays
on sunny days
Tooth fairy's
milestones
anniversary's
skinned knees
bandades
sunscreen
bee stings
Calamine
Valentines
Art classes
guitar lessons
Thanksgiving
blessings..
(tick-tock/tick-tock)
goes the clock on the wall
that's witnessed it all...
now that she's all alone
her children all grown
except the purr of her cat
who sits on her lap
with an inquisitive look
as if reading a very good book.

Can you hear the call above the fray?
You can frighten it away
just translate a latin charm this way...
"By all the powers of the Earth and Sea"
lift my spirit up to thee
shine your light into me
"By all the might of the Earth and Sun"
allow me peace to be at one...
I hear the call above the fray
refusing to shrink, or run away
my transformation has now begun
and, thy will for me
to be done.
Face your fears
don't run away...
hear the call above the fray
Quiet your mind in troubled times
when life appears to be unkind
know that you are deeply loved
from high above
and all around
it may show up in a simple sound...
watch for patterns along with signs
they'll show up in serendipitous designs
a web
an owl
a bird
a flower...
a sound
a phrase
a star...
a gaze
a smile...
on the face of a friend,
reflecting everything the Universe can send.

Daddy: I did not know you well/except for the suits you wore
they were always well tailored in the color blue
would it be okay if I told you how much I miss you...?
You always smelled of Black Jack gum
I remember running up to you
when you came home sometimes you smelled of ***...
n' I was barely four
but I remember uttering the words, "gum-gum"
Daddy, I loved you so much...
why did you have to leave/why did we lose touch?
I loved the letters you used to send
when I left for college
I thought my life would end...
but you wrote humorous lines
about long dog your wiener schnitzel pet...
you always made up stories about some guy named "Chet"
I'm so sorry I didn't get to say goodbye--
I wished and wished...
the day I found out you had died...
it was a bad joke/a terrible lie...
I love you Daddy...if you can hear me up there
I hope Tigger n' Lion's are fly'n everywhere
just like the stories you told me every night...
before you tucked me in bed with my baby bear...
n' you brushed my hair...
you always said, "Papa loves you...
Tiger, you sleep tight...
now you just  go...
n' let your dreams take flight"

I find myself now
left in a puddle of tears
wondering how
as I look out our bedroom window
like a bereft widow
daydreaming
what we could have seen
together
wishing so hard
for what might have been...
after year ten
But I'm on a new train now...
blow'n down the tracks
blazing toward my future...
I won't look back.

I am /falling down my dear...
Please catch me
I am falling down/I am scared
can you please wipe away my tears
I have never been one to be afraid/I have never been one to know fear
I /can't see through all this rain
I /can't see through all this mist
I/just want your love'n touch
I /just want your love'n kiss
I/don't understand all this hate
(strangers)
I /don't know these people n' their hate/to twist my life n' fate
I/am so lost  here without you
Please paint a rainbow with pinks n' blues...
(because)
I/am used to bright sunshine
I/am used to love that is holy n' divine
Yes, I'm used to only love...
that my angels send to me above
I/am falling
n'
I/am calling
won't you please..
comfort me with all these foreign feelings/with all these foreign fears
while you take away all my sadness/while you wipe away my tears.