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Natural Rhapsody 05/12/03 Last night as I drove alone Darkness a quiet shroud The sound of tires on gravel In the stillness A sound quite loud I saw the moon arising It's beautiful light surprising And I found myself surmising Of what it is you do. By "what", I mean, To me For it is truly plain to see That there is more To this score Than mere simple harmony. At times the powerful fanfare Trumpets loud and true Or the longing whisper Of the cello When hearts are feeling blue. The soft sweet cries The gentle sighs Of violins and harps Make way for the sound That my heart needs found A small but wanted need The gentle tremble The caressing touch Of a lost and lonely reed. Play for me The symphony And let our hearts remain Forever here Between laugh and tear Our musical refrain.

Remember Me 07/06/03 As you stand atop the cliffs O'er the foaming sea As skies glow with dying rays Signaling the end of day That is when you'll think of me When winds howl at Winter's traces And the moon dances in the clouds Look toward distant places Past all remembered faces That is where I'll be found When seasons long have birthed and died And all the options have been tried When memories have long since faded And youthful thirsts have long been sated Walk you to the cliffs o'er the foaming sea Stop and think to remember me. If the moon, rain and shooting star Give your eyes a cause to cry Stop them gentle with a sigh And think back not very far To a time when you wandered Free of the cost Of all your earthly burdens And stumbled into the void And found me sitting, waiting; Lost.

Fae 07/15/03 Playing in meadows Or beneath a church steeple Both in daylight and shadow I play amongst the faery people On winter's night, while winds blow I can see their ethereal light shine They dance festive in the snow Where we mortals stumble blind In spring they fly with speed unseen By anything housed in stables It's the season of joy filled with a damp sheen From rains as they fall on roof and gable It was then I saw, under the fae moon An image I shall not soon forget A blur of gossamer wings beating in tune With my heart and it's regret A pale face and golden tresses Silken skin glowing in moonlight Leaves and flowers made up her dresses In full raiment, a beautifully simple sight We talked and walked many times Of lives and dreams or nothing at all There amongst the shelter of pines Is where I first began to fall Early summer brought my lady fae Upon me with demands of a thief Laughingly I tore a corner away From my nicest handkerchief Midsummer night I awoke with a start Caused by the smallest, lightest kiss A sensation so tremendous I felt it in my heart A feeling that for many years I would miss "I have you", came the sound like a thousand miniature bells Her voice caused the lost to be found and the most hardened heart to swell She darted back so that I could admire The beautiful gown from my earlier gift It shone in the dark with a shimmering fire The scrap of cloth and magic dust a perfect fit She laughed and danced a beautiful spiral Explaining the meaning of the act Not stopping the whole while "I shall explain it " she said, "its all fact" "There are dances for all, in the palace of roses At midsummer we dance to life when the moon is low And chose our loves to be happy as one supposes Then at midwinter we dance to our ends in the snow" I scarcely listened to what she said So enthralled was I by the sight Long after her exit as I lay in my bed I dreamt of her dancing throughout the night One night while preparing for the holiest of days I heard a clink on my window it's sound very faint She was dressed in her gown, my beautiful lady fae "Come with me, come to me. This cannot wait" "I have loved you all my life, you are within me I say that now before I must dance once again I have you to thank for helping me see That I could love such as you and call you a friend" "Bear witness to this, and see with your heart That what I feel is true and I am happy to dance" With a small kiss and caress she flew up to start I stood in the cold wind in a wide-open stance. A beautiful spiral with the occasional loop I remembered before I dreamt in my bed Another remembrance with each spiral and swoop "We dance to our ends in the snow" is what she had said... In the spring when flowers begin to bloom When songbirds fill the vastness of days I leave the confines of my room To place fresh flowers Near the marker of my lady Fae.

Phoenix 08/15/03 To me she came with whispered kiss From somewhere deep within the fairy mist In glittering eyes that shine and tear I lost my heart, my pain, and fear. Her laughter echoes to my delight As I think of her aspect on cloud shrouded nights A tune without music, a vision without form On such nights as this I am reborn A playing smile through half closed eyes A turn during sleep, a whispering sigh I think of it all as I think it should be A jumble of thoughts is her legacy I think of her most when alone in the silence Alone in the dark far from the sadness and violence When the world seems to stop to view the stars twinkle and shine It is then that I know her heart is mine

When The Sun Falls Down 08/25/03 What did you do when you woke up this morning? What will you do when the sun falls down? I want to tell you of just how much I love you But I'm as lost as a king without a crown I think of you as the sun beats down upon me I cry for you as the stars illuminate my tears Where will I go and who will I turn to When I give in to all my fears A home is a place where you store your heart And a life isn't a life without something to share How can I show you all the things deep inside me? How can I show you that I care? Pick up the phone to hear your sweet voice Just thinking of it makes my heart pound I keep coming back to the same old question: What will you do when the sun falls down?

The Walker 09/05/03 A man walks by my house Every day at this same time He looks deep in thought His eyes reflecting all but his soul A few times he smiles It's genuine and heartfelt It's a nice surprise Like a warm breeze in the shadows I wonder what he sees As one foot leads the other I know it's more than the sidewalk That fills his vision Is he friendly? Is he sad? Perhaps he's lonely He always walks alone He walks tired I know. A hard day at the office He looks forward to home Perhaps a wife and child Maybe only a dog Or maybe in his home There is nothing at all Interesting, The things a person dreams up Without a background Or even a name One can speculate Of the troubles he contemplates But I myself don't have the time I'm late for my walk.

If I Fell 12/16/03 Silence is the only sign Of losing my faith I'd sell my soul for small change Just enough to call someone who cares Take my soul Stay the night I promise, I'll force a smile Just one night in the rain One fantasy, just one We'll pretend and hold each other These dark wet streets Theses avenues of liquid blue So alive with unseen life So open with all their secrets It's home Tell me prophet What is right or wrong? Tell me from high atop your soapbox Because I just don't know anymore The screen tells the truth I saw it in all the papers We have nothing at all to fear We are the highest glory So why do I question? There isn't any reason Yet I feel it growing and falling Into the cold and damp The questions plunge into you With a force of thunder and wind Let's find shelter from this storm A warm fire and a little comfort There's some in the bottom of this bottle So many questions I don't want answers But while we're on the subject... Tell me prophet Can you spare some change?

Tell Tale Tie 01/02/04 The clock on the wall ticks away just a few more minutes and it ends another emotional work week Tick tock tick tock A head appears in the doorway a comic look glued to a grin "Come with us and have a drink - quiet little place down the street" Different room, different sounds Ice in a glass keeping time clink clink clink clink Condensation leaves a ring A tap on the shoulder a voice at my back "Allow me to be pleasantly surprised" She smiles and fingers my tie "You're allowed" comes my reply "But surprised for what reason?" She laughs and takes my glass "Scotch, is it? Should have known by the tie" Still holding the tie she asks, "want to dance?" "There's no music," I say "shhhhh..." is her reply

Thoughts, Words And Everything In Between 01/12/04 Life is not what I thought it should be A picture perfect postcard fantasy All the plans and all the dreams All the hopes in between One can spend a life and a day Thinking of the future so far away But the future is a sleeping aid A seducer that causes the real to fade And in sleep time creeps like mist Allowing life to turn and twist The day will come without a call When all the thoughts will have to fall When we realize the future will not last Because the future has become our past Will I stop then, all these dreams Fed by Winter's moonlit beams? To walk the straight and narrow line Forsaking private worlds sublime? Perhaps I may but I pray I not For I hold true to a simple thought: As the fool laughs despite the pain And the flower wilts in the face of rain A moment of reality is all I face Tomorrow reality I shall displace.