From Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust, trees breathe out life from which they grow

into our souls, who escape our mouths, speaking in tongues, sending up a prayer

to be fruitful like your call, the call of the wild, answered by the being of God’s wish,

man made in the makers image, of light upon our earth, water to quench our thirst,

raise us up, lifted to a higher realm, by the melody with its sound, which is sung by

the birds that grace our sky, flown by wind which skims our backs, built strong from

envy and greed, forcing us to fall on our knees, touch the darkened soil beneath our 

feet, bleeding from wounds which have turned this dirt to clay, stained red, although 

a luminescent orange when the sun makes company on a hot summers day, a mirage

appears, hardwiring humanity for hope. Optimism, which boosts our thoughts from 

this ground, weighted by gravity that grabs us to keep us down, taken to another 

space in reality-call our romanticism realism because we can have both, connected 

by this Everlasting Oath- Our Father who art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name, thy 

kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth as it is in Heaven.

Call It What You May

Bradley Manning one of many lost in desert woe

Soldier after soldier mistaken for GI Joe

Call them what you may, call them by their name

Brother, father, mother, sister, to a bullet they’re all the same

They say they’re ‘Broken Soldiers’ Broken hearts of Broken dreams

They no longer can answer what the Call of Duty brings

Take they’re bodies home, let them rest in peace

Although they might by physically alive, their souls have been deceased

The person you once knew has fled like a bird-flown south

Every other word that’s spoken keeps bleeding from their mouth

Kiss their lips that have been gone too long, soon they’ll go away

Tour after tour after tour, what’s Mr. President got to say?

Hold them close and feel their heart beat, it might just be their last

Wherever they’re getting deployed, they may never be coming back

Sons, daughters, mothers, fathers, they all have bled in vain

But majority of this country will never feel their pain

The War is distant to the families whom never have had to serve

You know who I’m talking about, the upper class who has no curve

You’ll never catch an Army recruiter sitting at Harvard Westlake

Stealing from the top of the tree they know would be a mistake

Instead they grab from the bottom, the places closer to hell

Pick the ones who have no future and give them a story to tell

Can you hear them? Can you hear them screaming their story now?

I didn’t think so either, they’re drowning in all these crowds

Media filtered by the boss, will never show us the truth

Top secret videos, clearances, files all have gone aloof

God forbid our country knows what’s really going on

Keep twisting our leg, we’ll continue to chant our song

‘God Bless America,
Land that I love.
Stand beside her, and guide her
Through the night with a light from above.’

If we don’t support ourselves, where shall we call home?

The desert has swallowed all these names that have gone unknown

That’s all they are to you, numbers… 1,470 lost

You keep saying ‘What a shame’ they’ll keep paying for the cost

Maybe we all should turn against our country, not support a thing we do

Give every school a presentation about how horrible we are too

So who’s the enemy here? Them, or Me, or Us?

The Answer? we’re fighting the War from both sides, no one left to trust

LA poems

Roundabout Days

Downtown one day wonders round about days

Hot pavement rolling beneath the feet that beat the streets

With towers full of windows inside people full of work

Lawyers and Liars share the same vicinity

In with me, out with them, elevator rage

Stuck stagnant in a place that repeats it’s play

Like the Phantom of the Opera, it never loses it’s glory

No matter how dark it gets, people will pay to come

They line up waiting at the train station

Full of tickets, passes, one-way rides

Once you’re here, say goodbye, it’s easy to get lost

In the Downtown wonders of roundabout L.A.

Lady Of The Night

Red high heels clicking to the tick-tock of midnight madness

Black fishnets flirting with milk-white thighs , that the men trail behind

Diving neck-line revealing part of what they’d pay for

Much less glamorous than, “Pretty Women” described

Stained lips the color that screams attention- attached

To a soul that’s resorted to selling

She’s a saleswoman, a saleswoman who sells the soul of humanity-

Sexuality- pleasing men who are unpleased

Sunset Blvd. dreams looking dreary at this hour

The Hollywood sign isn’t lit at night- that only happens in the movies

She’d wish they’d call cut as she continues to walk

down the street she knows oh too well

Marilyn Monroe & James Dean keep her company-

Stars shining through out dreams turned upright

Lady of the Night- click click walks on by

City Of Angels

Los Angeles City Of Angels

Angels shining on

Fidelities in numbers

Rising from dusk till dawn

Traffic accidents, shootings, or stabbed

Most die of a broken heart

Broken heart of broken dreams

Dreams of effervescent things

Things that he used to like

Like strolling through Griffith Park

“A Rebel Without A Cause” staring at the stars

Stars shining down with Angels

Angels of where you are

I think of you while driving through this city

This city was your home

Home is where you’ve gone

God has called you on

Drink It Down

Take a shot how do you feel?

Black and white abyss

Critics always raving

With their top ten list

Glamour living by the Glamorous

As others are sitting out sick

Slip by the trash sleeping on their pillow

Fight under the freeway to them it’s their will

Take a shot how do you feel?

A little hazed by the weather, no one likes change

Wait 5 minutes nothing will be the same

Swallow you up by concrete parades

Quiet in a place full of crowds

No one knows your name

Take a shot how do you feel?

A little happier now, things are good these days

Makin’ enough money to fill what you pay

Laugh a little louder, let it slip away

Be a little tougher by the rage and all you hate

Take a shot how do you feel?

Angry about who you’re with

Settling for what’s convenient

Time is a relentless gift

Missing what you used to have

Take a shot how do you feel?

Out in the streets alone

Blinking Billboards and traffic jams

The place you call your home

The City is unforgiving

You never get a break

Fast paced life, settles by the bar on the corner

It’s where makers meet their mate

Take another shot

Army Greens & Heartbeats

- with 1st line from Walt Whitman

For me lips that have smiles, eyes that have shed tears

Looking from my soul to yours

This is love, love of the greatest kind

These lips that have kissed perfect pumpkin pie

These eyes that change slowly in the light

Call this love; yes that’s what it is.

Started soft and slow in a small town made for country

Blue eyes meet mine, filled with numbers on a page

Teach me, help me, we know I need help

Take me out in the town

Kiss me out by the lake

Watching the stars gleam down upon the water

Chills on your forearms

Kiss these lips that dance for you

Under this moon I wait

Undo your seat belt head my way

This is it, embrace at last

Small town girl filled with big city dreams

This is the song that I lead

The melody soft as rain, loud with pain

Rhythm beating on me like a drum

This is the song that I have sung.

Run fast, faster than you came

This town will swallow you

Trapped in the forest, everything is green

Watch me watch you, as you follow your dream

Stay, stay, don’t make this choice

Slow down, come home, we’ll be okay

The concrete jungle ain’t no better babe

People are harder; mold their future with sweat

Livin’ it fast, sidewalks hug the streets that I drive

I’m jealous I don’t like this life

Fought so hard to leave the country

Can I take it back? Please let me

I’d feel better if you were here

Watching sunsets with moody air

Breathe in breathe out, this wind will blow on you too

Your body will feel the mist of my tears

Blowing up against your back

Know that I am missing you

Small town girl filled with big city dreams

This is the song that I lead

The melody soft as rain, loud with pain

Rhythm beating on me like a drum

This is the song that I have sung.

You’re covered by army blues and greens

Cameo lying in the place where my body belongs

Up against you, late in the night

Snow falling down sends shivers up my spine

Your hand slides down my thigh

This is it, embrace at last.

I wish you’d not wear that uniform

Instead you’d be in my arms

Hooah! Echoing in your heart

It’s what you chose, not me

You didn’t choose me, remember?-It was too late

That’s just how this feels.

Busy is what I am these days

Push away this pain of missing you

Fill the week with monotonous bliss

Add one more thing to my list

Write you everyday, I will, I promised.

Small town girl filled with big city dreams

This is the song that I lead

The melody soft as rain, loud with pain

Rhythm beating on me like a drum

This is the song that I have sung.

Each day might as well be a year

An hour of my life slides by in rewind

Take us back, back where we belong

Night drives through the mountainside

Put your hands on me as I kiss your neck

Slide off my shirt, as I scratch your back

This is it, embrace at last.

My story is a book full of chapters of you

Published and bound for people to judge

My ears don’t work so well these days

What do they say?-I can’t hear them.

I wouldn’t be honest if I wrote a poem about me with no you

You my dear, are half of what makes my heart beat

Full of what keeps me alive

Whispers of sad goodbyes a thousand times over

I miss you already, in the passenger seat outside my home

Lets stay here like this, we would be happy.

Small town girl filled with big city dreams

This is the song that I lead

The melody soft as rain, loud with pain

Rhythm beating on me like a drum

This is the song that I have sung.

Divide one heart into two places, this is what you’ll get

A girl living day by day until they meet again

A student going to college, a soldier taking commands

California sunshine, snowy upward lands

Yes, I check the weather where you are.

I find myself missing a lot these days

Strolling on through fields of gray

The Daisies won’t dance for me, not until you’re home

I’m waiting for you once more, always waiting

Come switch my dial from black & white to color

The screen seems fuzzy these days

You need to color my world

For now I’m lonely, but that’s okay

Soon we will meet again

I will be your airport lover, waiting for you to land

There you are, just like a dream coming towards me

You pull me in, now I can breathe

Beat, beat, my heart wakes from its sleep

This is it, embrace at last.

All That You Are

This is a turquoise necklace.

It buries me as it lies against my chest

Beaded together the way we once were

It slides against my body in the place you belong

Drapes down the front of me, smiling from the neck you once kissed

You held this necklace, the way you hold my heart

You slid off this accessory, the way you undid my feelings

This necklace moves by memories of our nights together

-Outfits I wore just for you

The turquoise blue looks like your eyes, the ones that once met mine

You look at me different now...

The same way I look at this unworn necklace...

The way it hangs for decoration in my room

A piece of time I’ve hung on a shelf

That’s all you are now, a beaded turquoise accessory.