Riddle me this
Riddle me that
Said cat the black jack
Who sat on his hat
Twiddle me this
Twiddle me that
Lump in my sack
I’m sore in my back
Fiddle me this
Fiddle me that
The strings are all slack
The sound wont come back
Constantinople
(fading into the distance)
He said Constantinople!
This lovely game
This dance for two
This delicate arrangement
This child’s play
This romance
This united union
This peace
This summer sun
This picnic
This happiness
This sharing
This caring
This hand
This
This can stay
I sang out loud for the burden that wasn’t mine
Felt it deep, deep inside this ol’ heart
Sunk me in my despair to my knees
Streaking tears spoiled these dusty cheeks
Halleluiah
The grass that grows ’round my breath
Be it thine savior, blue skies above
Take my sorrow away, reap me of mine madness
Circle thou hands ’round my soul
Carry me away with thee, off to the sea
Where salt will lap at my wounds
Replenish this ol’ heart with vigor
Fill me, and let me free
Of this burden that isn’t mine
Death walked away
In silence and in pain
Beaten and afraid
Death walked away
I called Death
By its unspoken last name
Stalked it
I called Death
Death turned around
Looked at me
Quivering lip raised
Death turned around
Death and I danced
We held hands
A deep romance
Death and I danced
Death didn’t lie
It cleared the room
Dimmed the lights
Death didn’t lie
Until I cried
While Death hurried
Death hung itself
Until I cried
I’ve fallen into a pool of bliss
One that reaches up
And smothers my every thought
With kindness and feeling
I’ve been taken away to an oasis
On an island of ten thousand floating orchids
Where sun hazes each thought into a dance
With graceful arms that arch and moan
I’ve lifted my head up to the sky
Seen the clouds dance before my eyes
And smiled at them
Allowing them to feel my gracious delight
Swept away in a million dollar bills
Gone, gone in the setting sun
Lost over the horizons laid to sleep
Forgotten in the solitude
Bled dry, of all it’s remaining life
Until then, then will there be salvation
And fantasy breaks over the ice like award winning actors
Carefully floating its sadness into the cracks of the frost
Sculpting majestic kingdoms for antique traveling
Who walks away with the prize when all soldiers cry?
Dim spots of light fill the sadness over the meadow
While blood nourishes the fresh roots finding the new morning
For then, after one evening of bonfires and dancing
The heavens broke open and spilled out eternity
Laughing out loud as if pricked by cupid himself
As dances all came to a finale and bow
The feelings rustled down in orange and red leaves
With freshly cut pine keeping warmth in the fire
A passing stranger steps onto the street
Three wise men watch him with their eyes
Pulling apart the layers of unknown
With one single nod it’s all gone to waste
Flying with patience an assault comes ahead
Loaded with a single sword
One made to draw the blood of valiant men
The attack goes ahead
Hands moving without thought
Trained for this night
The four become one
Across the rough surface of the street
Clanging swords ring out into the night
Intensified by the glaring moon high in the sky
The warrior’s shadows all bounce off the walls
Leaving traces carved out on the surfaces
One man with hair tied high above his head
Yells out into the night
A victim to the strangers sword:
One knee, sword curled into the heart
The three that remain round into the stable
Horses are gone; all out for the night
Only the warriors remain
The magician starts the fire and the blazing builds
One nick on the shoulder for the stranger in rags
The wise men were right, they knew who he was
Staring and breathing and allowing it to flow
The three, instant action, begin once again
A sword through the neck takes down the second wise man
His long netted hair flails out in a circle
Around the dying corpse, gasping for breath
Flying down low, another life for you now
With that quick flick of the wrist, two is all who remain
A wise man now friendless, and the stranger in rags
They know it has come to this, they saw it begin
A few knowing glances, a few words to share
But not with this bounty, the booty in rags
Tucked deep inside, is what they came for at last
It is death for one more, this battle is fast
Swords drawn for attack and a rush to the head
Circling one another they trace out their path
The fight and its wings is back on the street
With swords flashing wildly repeating their names
The masters dance in the ancient martial art
Without a noise escaping their mouths
The show, a pure form and fashion, carries on
Dust kicking up and the moons glare from all angles
Then, instantaneous rest
A calming all around as if hushed by the night
Settling of the dust, echoing of the night
And footsteps leading away, one last wise man dead
One stranger continues, awaiting the next challengers without relent
Drifting through the streets of time
I fall over the edges of life
I whisper to the devils wings
That hover close to my leftover bread
I cry when I watch the sun go down
Perfect desperation I can never control
But loosely I dangle the stranglehold
The true release of tension
Between my staunch sober lips
Dragging out time
In a never ending hustle homeward
Perhaps it’s this thought here
That leads me into the bliss
Forgotten in a moments serenity
I’ve left nothing to spare
Peace falls over me
Like a blanket of trust
Calming, relaxing
Centering to my core
I rest my eyes
They internalize thought
Breath rolls out
Bad vibes and disease
And I sit wandering
Why do I wonder?
Thinking about what
I cannot change anyway
Exhale
Thinking about what
I’ve let drift away
Exhale
Thinking about what
I breathe from my soul
Exhale
Thinking about what
Peace means to me
Exhale
The balance from me
The balance to me
The balance is me
The balance without me
The balance in me
And I exhale
Inhale
Namaste
Exhale
Thank you
Inhale