neilsthepoet blog: August 2008

Monday, August 18, 2008

Sometimes it's the green

Sometimes it's the green
Sometimes it's a dove
Sometimes it's wings
When we find ourselves in love

Sometimes there's a moment
On a quiet clear day
When a mother and her nest
Brings the best our way

The world has treasures
That can make you sigh
That enriches your soul
Simply by catching your eye

Funny how miracles
Can come to simply be
Like they were always there
For us to see

9:05 pm
transcribed this time
9:08 pm


Saturday, August 16, 2008

If You

If you can’t say no
How can you say yes
If you haven’t seen me
At my worse

How can you love me
At my best

If you can’t take a lead
How can you ever follow
If you can’t judge me
By my deeds

Then all my thoughts
Are shallow

If you can’t leave me alone
How can we share company
If I am completely blind
In my own home

How can I expect
You to see

If you can’t come back
How could you ever leave
If it’s only at your

What’s this talk
Of eternity

About 1992 or 93
*from the garage collage
transcribed this time
10:47 am