animus stood beneath
the bright and watchful
sunlit moon
yearning to touch her face
staring with soulful intent
to etch her features deep
that one day all he’d see
is her visage staring back
and he would be lost
to the umber glow
that bathed his being
delightfully so
Dynamite Shakers
I’ve been listening to this great French (France) group now for a couple of weeks and man, I cannot get them out of my head, especially the song – CINÉMA. They have a very cool rapidfire rock and punk sound with super compelling lyrics. They’re also pretty diverse – the song The Gates to That Sweet Sound of Yours sound a lot like The Doors. Here’s a few of their songs.
Silence
Note the silence
It is pregnant with meaning
Never empty
It says much
Like how absence
Forces the question
Where has it gone
Away, away, away…
Happy Birthday to Me
My amazing wife got me some pretty awesome upgrades for the gaming PC.

Fell
I fell
I fell climbing to a new height
Alongside others
Scaling the walls
Because i was a child
And I learned
Don’t scale those walls
But they kept climbing
And one by one
They plummeted
Lost to the hard earth
As I stood and watched
That’s the difference…
cap
put as cap on the well
screw it on real tight
nothing goes in
during the day
nothing climbs out
during the night
it’s for the best
these monsters
they’re manufactured
and sent after their maker
kill the creation
before it kills you
You
I think
It is
The long walks
Between the trees
Or down the street
Along the lake ridge
In singer, winter, fall
And spring
I think
It is
The long talks
About anything
About nothing
The synchronicity
That has always been
Between us
I think
It is
The nearness
The being in the same room
That closeness
Across the distance
Of space and time
I think
It is
The laying together
Entwined in embrace
In the cooler evenings
In the hour sunset nights
The breathing in
The breathing out
I think
It is
The heart that you poured
Into the children
Now part of them
Forever
I think
It is
You
You here now
You here then
You here
Timeless
In this space
I think
It is
You.
Seen
You know
I have seen
Everything
I have heard
Everything
And
It doesn’t matter
Because
Nothing hurts a man
On top of the world;
There is no shade
Under s sunless sky
The Best
I think it is highly likely that I have the best wife in the world.

urgency
winter arrives
and with it goes life
the urgency to rise
fades into a lazy death
as the desire to simply
be
wanders off alone
leaving us in this gray
this un-leafed despair
as a stark reminder
that this will be the end
one day
when spring remains
asleep forever
but until such time
we reach out and grasp
whatever light falls
happenstance upon our faces
that we might live
a little longer