Listen to the song; But I hear noisy chords and Mumbled mushy words   The Song Lue August 13, 2016

flick the switch, dim the day close the lids, tilt the earth leave the city, long to stay get back the color, eyes closed, before birth   find a hole to dig, a building to build get caught in an implosion pour concrete til the…

Before Darkness There is a moment of sunshine A moment ot rain A moment that makes you forget about pain A moment where nothing in this world matters more than where you are A moment where you can let your imagination take you far But…

Before Darkness   ‘fore darkness comes the witching hour ‘fore that hour comes the tea ‘fore tea comes sleepy nap time upon a mother’s knee ‘fore knee naps come simple lunches of bread and jam and pears ‘fore simple food comes sunny play amid the…

Before Darkness Before darkness, there is hope As humans cling to the dying of the light Grasping, as if we may yet Deny it the chance to fade. Looking back, never forward, To the prospect of despair. We do not brace, But deny, deny, deny…

Before darkness, it was dawn’s tune The sun waved with its bright rays The gentle breeze whispered in ears The birds chirped and exulted in joy Before darkness, the clock struck nine The streets were bustle with life’s rhythm The sound of honks spread urgency…

No huge, tearful goodbye, Just a fade away without a try No screaming, yelling, throwing things Death match of slamming doors Just a sudden emptiness when I reached for You and found a vast expanse where You used to stand, a fuzzy engulfing blur The…

Swiftly now, hurry Though sleep makes our visions blurry Before dream’s end, Before the walls come down Just around that bend, Ignore that clown We’re almost there Over the chasm now Child beware These roses – Ow! Will trap you here Never to awaken What’s…

The world has stop For every bullet drop. Endless cry of a broken spirit echoes, Until it scream no more. Desperate tears dried out and It flows no more. Anger reverberate, in a series of echoes in the wilderness and Stopping no more. Guns and…

A lifetime of thoughts happens In the minutes, sometimes hours Before I close my eyes The worlds that never were, But might be – if I write them down The morning after, or even now If I reach for the notebook by the bed The…