Hush Little Nightmare

Quiet, quiet
calm and still
closed eyes can rest
sleepy head can drift

Quiet, quiet
gentle thought
no more mess to address
no more questions to molest you

Finally cut free
spill out, drift on
into a new sea
palms laid on fresh skin

Fretted for years
worried for a living
guilt; it breaks your heart
the quietest of all
let it go, let go
they’ll never know

Reborn, reborn
the duty is renewed
don’t ruin, don’t wreck
just hush your wondering

Quiet, quiet
free from white noise
no more hate to abate
no betrayal to wade through

Let your senses roam
let your hope bloom
no fray in the rope of love
you cling to, now

You’re free, you’re free
the creep can sleep
but must not repeat
don’t speak
just hush
little nightmare…

[2010]

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Love on Borrowed Time

Walking the tracks again
with my face to the rain
every step I take in fear
of that ever-nearing train

I cheated death, I cheated truth
and now there is no proof
more than what my accusers say
yet they increase in number
with every passing day

They shout ‘He stole’
well I admit
I may have borrowed some
and I may have lied
when they looked me in the eye
and I may have given them something
to keep quiet

Every step I take in fear
of that ever-nearing train
every sound that I hear
lights a bonfire of panic in my brain

Every insect buzz
could be a rattling in the rails
every splashing duck
could be steam cloud trails

Cheating in love
I don’t deny
my neck it aches, from looking back
at the tracks of my life
down the tracks of my lie
always looking for that train

I’m walking the tracks again
with my face to the rain
every step I take in shame
for that ever-nearing train…

[2007]

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