That Picture of You

From an upstairs window

See you down below.

Faded jeans, flannel shirt

Signaling me, “let’s go!”

Driving through city streets

Grab a bottle of cheap wine.

Light up our smokes

Talk til the dawn shines.

Yesterday’s today,

not so far away — are…

All the Letters I didn’t mail.

Report cards from years I failed.

Hard-cover text books,

A jar of nails and hooks.

A ring of useless keys.

Tickets from the movies.

And on the window ledge,

a picture of you.

You. You.

(You who who.)

We grew up, moved away,

Led separate lives.

Lost touch, no time to call

Your letters didn’t arrive.

From an upstairs window

I still see you down below.

Shadows of denim and flannel

I whisper to the wind, let’s go!

Yesterday’s today,

not so far away — are…

All the Letters I didn’t mail.

Report cards from years I failed.

Hard-cover text books,

A jar of nails and hooks.

A ring of useless keys.

Tickets from the movies.

And on the window ledge,

a picture of you.

You. You.

(You who who.)

Right there on the shelf,

Is a picture of you. (You. You.)

The scent, the touch, the likeness,

Of you.

(That picture of you.)

A memory of you.

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You Already Knew

Remind me what you said Just before the sky broke. New white sandals, Cuffed shorts Embroidered and hemmed Just above the knee Every inch exploring Braids twisted in hope, Nothing is missing, But everything is gone. Unwinding. I speak… listen. I fly… walk. I move… still. But, you already knew. In the park, children playing Through the haze, sunbeams swaying Trees whisper their ancient lore And the world turns, evermore In each face, a story to find In each heart, a piece of time Unwinding. I speak… listen. I fly… walk. I move… still. But, you already knew. Unwinding. I speak… listen. I fly… walk. I move… still. But, you already knew. Remind me what you said, just before the sky broke. (C) 2024 BMI.

A Child Set Free

Shine the stars down, Fall the soft rain down. Shine the stars down, Fall the soft rain down. Through the dark, spirit songs. Finding Hope that we belong. Oh, glorious story, unfolding, unfurling, In the beginning, when now as ever, a child set free. Through the dark, spirit songs, Finding Hope that we belong. Oh, glorious story, unfolding, unfurling, In the beginning, when now as ever, a child set free. Shine the stars down, Fall the soft rain down. Oh, glorious story, unfolding, unfurling, In the beginning, when now as ever, a child set free. (C) 2024 BMI

Six Years Old

The first time I broke I was 6 years old and my aunt told me My daddy was gone. I brought him cards I looked outside too, I checked his room, But, daddy I couldn’t Find you. Before you left, did grandpa say: “I will take care of them for the rest of my days?” Before you left, Did grandpa say: “I give you my word, it will be okay?” “You have permission to fall away.” The next time I broke, 5 weeks had gone by And mama told me that Good men die. Grandpa was so strong, It was just a test. Then one dose, two dose, cardiac arrest. I didn’t bring him cards I didn’t check his room, Because grandpa It was just too soon. The first time I broke in half I was 6 years old and… And my innocence was gone. Oh my innocence was gone. God my innocence was gone. My innocence was gone. Oh my innocence was gone. (C) 2024 BMI

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