Sunday, April 29, 2012

The Low Spark Of High-Heeled Boys

No, today it is not a poem by me but the words 
of Steve Winwood and Jim Capaldi
The music is haunting and the words mysterious.
I am putting the words here by themselves
because they are that good.
If you see something that looks like a star
And it's shooting up out of the ground
And your head is spinning from a loud guitar
And you just can't escape from the sound
Don't worry too much, it'll happen to you
We were children once, playing with toys
And the thing that you're hearing is only the sound of
The low spark of high-heeled boys

The percentage you're paying is too high priced
While you're living beyond all your means
And the man in the suit has just bought a new car 
From the profit he's made on your dreams
But today you just read that the man was shot dead 
By a gun that didn't make any noise
But it wasn't the bullet that laid him to rest was 
The low spark of high-heeled boys

If you had just a minute to breathe and they granted you one final wish
Would you ask for something like another chance?
Or something similar as this? Don't worry too much
It'll happen to you as sure as your sorrows are joys
And the thing that disturbs you is only the sound of 
The low spark of high-heeled boys

If I gave you everything that I owned and asked for nothing in return
Would you do the same for me as I would for you?
Or take me for a ride, and strip me of everything including my pride
But spirit is something that no one destroys
And the sound that I'm hearing is only the sound
The low spark of high-heeled boys

Sunday, April 22, 2012

Does It Matter

Sunday, December 5, 2010


Does It Matter

Calling out
to the sky
no answer
to be had
in return
Just the quiet
as an answer

was it enough
what was done
did it matter
does it

holding back
the oceans
of lost
to no avail

rip tides pull
one out to sea
fight the current
swept away
no one knows
a finger
in the water
leaves no mark

was it really
a wonderful life
mr stewart
no wings
no angels
no echo
in the night

to shake
the doubts
of worth

doubts that
set in
tend to

Monday, April 16, 2012

Baby I'm Amazed

Sunday, June 14, 2009

recently awoke
music of youth
fab four
john paul
george ringo
played so much
tired of it all

forgotten lyrics
told a story
concept album
words meant
much to us
back then
another time

sullivan said
they are beatles
crying girls
hairstyle change
wear it long
pointy shoes
parents panic
what happened
rock and roll
changed forever

years have past
we now parents
elevator music
of favorite tunes
video wake up
stir the blood
this stuff is good

tickled the senses
rigby and 64
hold my hand
mystery so magical
sgt pepper too
paul is dead
music backward
was it said
I am the walrus
what does it mean
egg man baby
I'm amazed
golden medley
ticket to ride
michelle my belle
twist and shout
on my submarine

white album double
revolver rubber soul
to name a few
fields of strawberry
does dorthy know
lucy had her diamonds

cartoons in morning
get music fix
they are everywhere
didn't last
sad ending
bite of the apple

on their own
never the same
almost as good
bullet takes one
health on another
guitar gently weeps

here comes the sun
hey jude
hold my hand
always has been
long winding road
still good to me
stirred the soul
let it be

Sunday, April 1, 2012

All Hail The Mighty Weed


Sunday, November 8, 2009

when did it start
the love of the lawn
endless sea of green
soft and tender
natures carpet
to frolic upon
roll and play
used as feed
for many an animal
forage for a meal

in rolled in the weed
many shapes and forms
prickly or not
flowered or clinging
ground cover for some
spoiling the greenery
for many

yank pull cut dig
no stopping
the green vermin
stop it now
bring in the pro
a gunfighter of sorts
the weed killer
rode into town
with promises aplenty
worry no more
action it will take
machine or by man
lay down the spray
pellets by some
time and money
watch them die

but wait
like a swamp creature
from the deep
a lawn nightmare returns
jason could admire
a nightmare back
a summer scream uttered
didn't kill us all
badder then before
overcome the weak sister

let nature take its
do what it will
hail the mighty weed
and remember the 60's

grass is for smoking

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