Unspoken

Thought without words

silent understanding

600 miles for a moment

her hand on my knee

my arm around her waist

her head resting on my shoulder

my lips caress her forehead

sitting together

as the world passes us by

smiling

faces speaking so very loudly

eyes telling the story in a twinkle

some things never need to be said

they are perfect when left

unspoken

Time Peace

A duet from: bruisedbelly & nottooold2

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I rush from morning until night

But when you are in my sight

I really wish time would just stand still

It moves too fast until

Another day has passed

I am reminded my time with you won’t last

Time is on my side

Except when you are on my mind

 

For when my mind is with you

Time is smoke through an open flue

Gone before I realize

The value of its hidden prize

I despise the clock upon the wall

Its hands my will cannot forestall

Lifetimes in the blink of an eye

The soul’s own window will never lie

Time is but a human measure

Spent with you, life’s truest treasure

 

If I could stop the sands of time

Perhaps even hit rewind

Would that even be enough time

For your heart and for mine

For what We have become needs infinity

To fully capture the enormity

Of what cannot be contained

By mortal hypocrisy

 

Is time our enemy or our savior

Will it allow us moments to savor

            For in the end what do we keep              

Time to laugh and time to weep

Do we master time I pray

Or does time master us each day

 

It marches on I’ve heard it said

An unknown voice within our head

Trudging onward toward the grave

Brutal blows from rod and stave

Yet time can also heal all wounds

But sometimes takes 10,000 moons

 

In the end there is only time

All our flesh not worth a dime

Enjoy your time, laugh and sing

Your voice a joyous happy ring

**Thank you bruisedbelly for your inspiration and patience during the writing of this duet.  You always have a way of gently pushing me to write and nudging me in the most positive ways.

For the readers: If you haven’t been to her page, please click HERE and enjoy her wonderfully unique perspectives. You’ll be glad you did.

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On my mind….

I’ve been very busy lately with work and life, but have wrapped myself in a cocoon of music the entire time.  Here a few lines from songs I’ve been playing, singing and ruminating on for the last few weeks and months.

(I left out Dragula by Rob Zombie because that is only when I’m in a “Fuck You” mood.

– Dig through the ditches, burn through the witches. Slam in the back of my Dragula-   “Freak” rock about the Munster’s car, gotta love it.   SHIT, so much for leaving it out.  If you don’t like it…Fuck you!  Hahahaha

  • People fall in love in mysterious ways.  Maybe just the touch of a hand. 
  • I’ll be the greatest fan of your life.
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  • Something about you now, I can’t quite figure out. Everything she does is beautiful. Everything she does is right….. And I don’t know why I can’t keep my eyes off of you.
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  • What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way. What a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you.
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  • But girl you make it hard to be faithful, With the lips of an angel.
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  • All the miles that separate, disappear now when I’m dreamin’ of your face.  I’m here without you baby, but you’re still on my lonely mind.

     –  Hate me today Hate me tomorrow Hate me for all the things I didn’t do for you Hate me in ways Yeah,

        ways hard to swallow Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you

 

  • I can see through you, See to the real you.
  • If I go crazy then will you still Call me Superman (or Batman)  
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  • And I don’t want the world to see me ‘Cause I don’t think that they’d understand When everything’s made to be broken I just want you to know who I am

Tunes:

Ed Sheeran – Thinking Out Loud

Edwin McCain – I’ll Be

Lifehouse – You and Me

Hinder – Lips of an Angel

Chris Isaak – Wicked Game

3 Doors Down – Here Without You

Blue October – Hate Me

Stained – Ouside

3 Doors Down – Kryptonite

Goo Goo Dolls – Iris

Thereputic Chores

pool

I had a thought yesterday while
skimming the pool. It dawned on me
how relaxing it was.

Is it just me, or do you find many of the
things you once considered drudgery to be
almost therapeutic as you get older? I abhorred
skimming when my dad used to MAKE me do it as a kid.
Now it is so calming and relaxing. The cool water,
the sun on your shoulders and the satisfaction of
cleaning up all those little fuzzies from the
cottonwood trees.

Lawn

Cutting the lawn is solitary work
and provides time to reflect. The drone
of the engine, the smell of the grass
and the tune you sing while work.
The feeling you get looking back on
all the straight lines. Love it.

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Washing a car. It used to be what
you did just before a date
or something your parents made you do.
Now it’s something to look forward
to on a lazy Saturday.

car wash

The water, the soap,
the shine of your baby and a cold
beer as you admire your work.

Funny how age and time can
change your perspective and
make something that was once
a chore become almost therapeutic.

Or, maybe it’s just me…….