Not God, just call me Andy

If sunlight were
a cheaper thrill
I'd drink it like the wine
I spill
down empty throat that's calling

If your smile were
a hundred mile jaunt
Like lilies
each dimple landing taunt
every time you smile dear
I have trouble standing

She throws the knife
most precise
into her own poor heart
but when I handed her the mirror
so she could appear-er dearer
I knew not a shard would
slice her life in strife
her mind a jilted hearer

He begs the difference
of two strong winds
creating up a storm
but then he cries
alas my house
when from the ground its torn

The monkey leaps from limb to limb
and tickles branch's fancy
he wonders if the clouds fair game
he's feeling kinda antsy


She wins
a turn on second thought
apparently with pacing
but now
she's not
so sure herself
she should even be racing

Ground to a halt
it's not my fault
I'm really not a Dandy
I'm just a little lonely, girl
and that hair gel was so handy
but now that you have commandeered
my attention, and my randy
I'd happily agree
join the cult of me
Not God, just call me Andy

The ScareCrow inside me

Cinder crushed her delicate foot as she placed her weight upon it,
what is she doing, all alone, walking through that old garden?

Her hand holds shakily in winter's chill,
that rusted old lantern!
the weeds are tearing silently, clothes hung on for nocturne.

Looking, looking, for a piece of each dear one to remember...
they all grew here once upon a time, but now it is December.

Each one she loved, with broken hugs, from her distant castle...
for it wasn't till they all had passed, that brave she could come down here.

Her heart beaks open ever more,
Nothing but ashes grows here no more!
Time has sealed the cellar door,
And emptied the garden's branches.
With soft wind, in shaky light, an old scarecrow dances into the night!
without the life of her dear ones,
her insides no more than branches.

In My Mother's Wake....

Midnight rustle against brittle leaves
Her dreams bound down by tight sleeves
She drifted through the lovely eve
no thought caught hold of her own reprieve

A demon pounced upon soul weakness
exploiting the story of her bliss
to make her chase her own abyss
soon he even owned her kiss
a hiss...

She had been a golden child
Luck and looks and all the while
Everything you could want all in a pile
So she walked away, that was her style

She left each one and their offers
For each of us wanted something from her
A mother, a daughter, sister, brother
She chose always the same, same lover

Her golden hues became broken brown
her lovely locks fallen down
her children lived on foreign ground
and all her pain she drowned...
all her pain she drowned.

She had a twinkle in her eye
The demon hadn't sucked that dry
but you couldn't say you didn't try
To laugh and live and thrive
She made the best of us cry
She made all of us cry

I wish it had gone another way
held another to her lips to pray
If she'd known the beauty she could have been today...
she could have made a whole world sway.
I dream of tea, and talk, and thought and hey,
anything can change, right, anything, anyway?

Yeah, I tried. So many days, days, and days and now...
The lilac scent is summer's breeze, anyhow
the moon rises, pushes, and the stars allow
we all miss who we thought would become a wow
Instead of numb, a sweet blossom opened out
All her memories to ashes, soot from bow
and the waves come crashing down
She's with her maker now
may he take her now
and show her anyhow
that her peace is now

no more worry
or hurry

lost snowflake in a bright light flurry
lost twinkle in a sky of blinking stars
lost wrinkle in a soul of healing scars
last thought in a world lost to you
last breath as it breaths right through the exit of you
last words I spoke to you, they were so few, and I wish they were truer
and the last truth you felt couldn't have been any newer...
and the waves came crashing down.

May you find your joy.
May you find your light in the dark night
May the ferry carry you across still or turbulent seas
To set down your little feet on ground that embraces you

May you suffer no more.

May you find your joy.