Labile

Easily altered his mind was
Tinkered with over time and
In the end he couldn’t remember
What really happened and
What didn’t ineffectual

Just to be loved and cared for
Turned into what can you
Give me do for me work for me

Nobody told me that what
You experienced was war the
Opposite of love

Meant for Hollywood
Born in the woods
Not much to write home about
Talented kid

Where did the rest of it go
All the good for nothing but stone

We had friendship
Somehow forgotten
We hand kinship
All of that vanquished
By the darkness

That couldn’t love what
That couldn’t accept
That wanted the worst
For the rest of us

And he woke up smiling
Remembering a different time
Washed over by forgiveness
In a way that no one needed to
Discover remission
Uncover compassion
Disasters of a plague

Family can do that
That’s why we make friends

© GÄ

Marked

Parlay my heart into
A time when I forgot about
Being too much for someone

An hour when my mother didn’t
Call me a user
A morning when my father didn’t
Call me ungrateful

No losers

We all have our damage
But what is in our valise
How do we unpack it?

Don’t accept things as they are
Make them what you see
Kiss it goodbye

Tree reaching for the sky
I see you, I feel your branches
Like tentacles of hope

Earth you can be my mother
Spirit you can be my father
Sky you can be my lover

Am I causing isolation
To gain strength and closing
Myself off to oblivion

Water tank
Dunk me in the light
Target practice

© GÄ

Nothing Better

Before we met
We said not to regret
Anything we asked
Anything we did
Discovered in a lovely shroud
There are no monsters
In the headlights of our love
Nothing pending that
We cannot keep
No snowstorms that
Could make us weak
Rolling round in twigs
And branches sticks
Bundled up like notes of love
Ready to be cast away
Like a message in a bottle
To inspire some other lovers
On some distant shore
To find each other
Unwrapping one another
Piece by piece
Like some intimate gift
I’m having distant memories
Before we’ve lived them
Like an awakening of what
We’ve planned on living
In a village or at the end
Of Scheveningen Pier
Exhumed like riches
Buried for centuries upon years
Sung with the wisdom of a song
Near to the dreams of
Canyon wren calls
From the west of rocky cliffs
Among the words lulled
We will hear
There’s nothing better
Than to be with you my dear
There’s nothing better
Than to be with you my dear

© GÄ

Nothing & Everything

Nothing is the same
Everything has changed
Isn’t that what we said
When the sun rose yesterday
Everything is changing
Nothing is the same
But everything would mean nothing
If nothing ever changed
Watch the roses open
See her petals fall
Hymns are never changing
The church folks sing them all
Same birds always flying
Different ones for sure
Sometimes bees are dying
Making honey all the more
Bedtimes shift with seasons
Miracles they come ‘round
But surely they will go
Just as waters currents
Are ebbing as they flow
If ever we were living
In a world that never changed
What would we end up learning
Pass the times to rearrange?
I miss the friends I saw on Tuesday
But then again I miss the ones
From many many years ago
I’ll surely make some new ones
With forty years ahead or more
Everything is changing
Nothing is the same
But everything would just mean nothing
If nothing ever changed

© GÄ