Liquid Soul Liquid soul oozes thru The blues man’s tunes His Raspy bellowing voice Reverberating
In the middle of the night Spooked scared I’m full of fright By the night owls Lonely wolves
In the distance Dogs bark In an instance As trees weave in the breeze Casting long creeping shadows
Quiet silhouettes Silencing an aching mind Between eyes not yet blind Within window quarters Along sides
En Route En route’ Life aint nothing But a Traffic jam
No patience To wait beside The wishing well run dry No pennies to drop Till the rain
Upon the mountaintop In my efforts —to reach the heavens —To touch the skies God listens
Flames burning higher and higher The skies on fire Blue bullets rip Before I can kiss her goodbye The mermaids swim through
Perfection Cheap Broken sunglasses Always So true Aint it as factual
Within the confines Of tortured souls Ancient lies Fester
Cobwebs in my mind Sand in my eyes Outside the birds chirp Their delightful surprise Gentle breezes
My dearest I have seen you in my dreams Could you be loved Allow me to introduce you To the love deep inside of me
Growing tired As the sun dips into the sea Growing tired Autumn leaves Falling from the trees
The lonely wolf cries When she is all alone Howling at the moon Her moans echo in the night sky And she weeps
Sound bites the dust Dreamy starshine Sunshine burst births lovely green…