Category Archives: poetry

happy new years

new years in new york
the winds whip chapped cheeks, red lips
come midnight kiss me

wishing you a happy and healthy 2010.

rain on down

*

I’m so tired of this storm
The wind keeps knocking me around
And I could stay inside and watch the telephone wires

But I prefer to make my way on down
To your bar

I’m so tired of this storm
My socks are soaked, the dryer’s out
And I keep hearing there’s no talk of it letting up

So I’ll walk
Trudge along
Find a seat at your bar
And drown myself in whiskey so you’ll talk to me
It’s pouring down

I’m so tired of this storm
The window’s cracked and thunder claps
As I throw back another round you fill me up

You fill me up

I’m so tired of this storm
The stranger sighs and bows his head
I’m stuck inside and I’m collecting bottle caps

Oh son, why don’t you make your way on home

I’m so tired of this storm
The wind keeps knocking me around
And I could stay or make my way on home

I’m so tired of this storm
The wind keeps knocking me around
But I could stay

At your bar
.


*if you know who owns this photo, please let me know so i can credit!

but you keep telling me this fence that pins me in,
it isn’t there at all.

you say baby, trust me, you could walk right through, right to me
you can take my hand and we’ll go on our way