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A Different Song (day 1848)

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In my time of need
When I was growing strong
How could you say I was all wrong?
As I walked up to you
To ask a favor from
How could you sing a different song?

Like a feather that lives so long
Along the beak of a strong song
You were wisdom that we all needed
This last song to gather seed.

As I whispered to my friends
That we had stumbled upon truth
How could you yell upon your lungs
What we had already sent away
And claim it for your very own
Brought home as our one deluded messiah

Like a feather that lives so long
Along the beak of a strong song
You were wisdom that we all needed
This last song to gather seed.

I had two ounces in my pocket
You had traded me for my soul
Which I now carried forever more
Saying I was free in every deed
And on my lasting journey home,
So locked in your greedy empire I,
It was all unfaithful truth and a silenced song.

Like a feather that lives so long
Along the beak of a strong song
You were wisdom that we all needed
This last song to gather seed.

A Different Song by Ned Tobin

Marigold (day 1527)

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I was a gale, like others could,
I came to life ever so lived.
And in the wandering hours I had,
I chanced upon a new found friend
Who wore the colors of my heart
Up and down her train of thought.
And in the evening sun we beamed,
Her every moment flowed and went,
At once nestling amongst her friends,
Then alone, betwixt my hand and hers.
We sat in silence for a while,
Adjusting and detecting all,
Like a playful waltz in time,
My marigold, at last, was mine.

Soul Behind This Country Boy (day 1484)

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When we walked away –
So much still left to say,
It was the night I fell in love with her,
Which was the night I walked away.

I cannot talk of spoken promises,
I’ve never left my soul behind,
But the man that I am living now,
Is the man I’d always known.

I landed here with postage stamps,
Unmarked, unspent, untagged, unused,
Nowhere yet to send them to,
Nowhere left that’s on my mind.

A loner as a country boy –
The stars my greatest friends,
I dug a hole that wasn’t long enough
But I fit into just fine.

I am lost into another time,
Though a little light still does shine,
To which my heart infatuates
And I am the man I’ve always known.

Fire (day 1481)

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Rhapsodus! Exaltus!
Furious foe!
Hand over structure,
In battle, all shall bow.

Indebted to no one,
Enthralled by all;
A ravaging hellion
Breaks bonds, friends or foe.

Tame a wild warrior?
Deny hungry hands their due food?
How lonesome and ignorant
That stool would do feel.

And in smouldering wakening
A clear path shall be known,
No man shall forget
Battle cry of fury’s fire.

God (day 1353)

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Dear George,

It’s been two years since I last heard from you,
I’ve been wondering if there’s been some trouble
Flirting the edges of your peaceful existence
I’ve always known you to have.

How is Martha? Cindy and I always chat about how lovely
Of a woman she is – and of course you are, my friend.

I frequently think back to our college days.. Do you?
Do you remember that night we sat on the patio at the Gate
And drank ourselves silly?
I think you were going downtown to some punk bar
Which I accompanied you on.
Do you remember jumping into/over that tree, down the drop?
I’m surprised we didn’t break bones doing that.
How big was that drop? Must have been about 5 feet or so..

Of course you have memories. I think we’ve talked about this before.

My heart is humble these days, perhaps it’s my inner peace,
Perhaps it’s also my slow submission towards some light.
I see that light in you when we come and visit.
Do you know what I’m talking about?
I find myself believing more and more in the spiritual world,
In listening to energy around us.. I think it’s only in my nature
To want to also influence the energy around us,
But if you ask me, this is dangerously close to necromancy.
Well, that or being God.

We’ve never talked about God before. What is your God?

Hope all is well my friend. I look forward to hearing from you.

Love,

Your ol’ friend,

Hermann Flicke

Miguel Raptimus (day 756)

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Ssssay ssssstrange friend
Might I trouble you for a ssssecond
I have been sssssearching
For quite sssssome time now
Looking and looking, you ssssee
For the tavern, the tavern
I sssswear it wasss ssssomewhere right here
Lassst time I wasss around
It came sssso eassssy for me
I jussst sssslithered right in
Sssshouted to the barkeep
“Hello Hello! I’m here for a beer”
Ssssay have you ssseen it?
Can you help me sssstrange friend?

aSnake

Miguel can be purchased here.

Le Chaton (day 131)

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Aside I stretch
Long and lean
Inside I wander
Proverbial and clean

The glare a thousand
Yawns away
The feeling of hunger
Always at bay

The hair clean
Licked and shined
The claws they work
In and out

And you my friend
You feel so great
Your leg it brings
A playful date

A lap to curl in?
A nook to squeeze?
A friend indeed
A friend to me

Grow (day 124)

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Lines and lines and lines of letters
Symbols and lines and dots and loops
I’ve gone to the edge and I’m fighting right back
I’ve listened to this song, but I’ll hear it again
Stubborn, like the cool glaze of the screen
Penetrating my secret confines only words can expell
But smoothly circulating like that gasp of a tree
Last breath expelled, last hurah for the crowd
It’s a cruel world that lets us go
It’s a friend here that lets us grow