I’m saying a prayer as I’m casting a spell

heart wish you wrong

my tears they will quell

In whispering rhymes

from the heavens above

Fall as you will 

light as a dove



Spooky Action

The whole time I was out with him

I only thought of you

Such a needless distraction

but what was I to do?

You were in my hair

that sooty stare

‘bout shot my heart right through


Electric angels everywhere…

a sizzling crack at night

Quantumly entangled now

no telling wrong from right


I’m the girl who comes along

when you’re on a high

to be done with as you will

you think you are so fly


I feel you before I see you

and am forever changed

my heart on fire

my one desire

myself the one to blame


Moonshine Cherries

You’ve got those moonshine cherries

burst in my mouth

have ‘em when I need ‘em

make me think of the South


Just like that sparkle in your eye

their moon-time shine

burns a trail of fire

as if by design


All warmth and glow

cherries in a jar

black molasses slow

white lightnin’ from afar


Kickin’ in again

kisses sweet as pie

all my heart’s desire

Honey, that’s no lie


American Dream

An achievement – the American Dream

now what?

One door just barely came open; another one shut


There will always be that once upon a time:

days of carefree abandon were mine

the things that I had did not define ~


and a long empty road stretched out in front of me,

traded Big Sky of the west for South’s tranquility.

The simplest of choices:  the mountains or the sea?

All the while, wasting time thinking about some punk

all that I owned fit in my back seat and trunk


Were the scorching sun and heat enough to wash it away

then I wouldn’t be here to this very day

just a far-flung soul

with constant trials and tolls

on a pursuit; seeking to find the best way


Sometimes the only solution

is to leave the situation.

These people are not my friends

and the search never ends…


Evening Owl

On a balmy night, you’re in my sight

on the highest tree branch, you alight

whispering winds stroke ruffled wings

hearing your wind-swept call, my senses delight


A stranger who comes but once a year

you’re a portent of luck, though in some cause fear

russet raptor of doom gazing down on tombs

your intentions remain unclear


On widow-making branches you linger

hovering above necropolis, the bringer

of a serene surprise, most will not realize

invader from another realm; the ultimate infringer


For it is not from this world you come

no, from somewhere dreams are undone

and I welcome you here, my clever seer

and to your spectral customs I succumb


Just as the black cat who crosses my path will bring good luck

in your nightly visits and wily ways, I am moonstruck

and in the cemetery where I walk there is no need for talk

it is a peaceful place for clearing our minds and souls from muck


And when stars shimmer across ebony skies

always at home in the shadows are you and I

furiously fighting against the wind, tormented hearts undisciplined

to the ways of a world we will never fit in

taking comfort in the awakening of our eyes

knowing the time is over for deceit and lies.





Clinging Sunsets

Words cannot convey

exactly what I’m trying to say…

when in my mind, I see your face

you have something I can never replace

knowing the world’s a better place with you in it

feeling you near even though you’re distant

imagining you so hard you must feel it!


Close my eyes


and you’re there in the air

Nodding your head, you deliver

the music that makes me shiver

with your smoky, hooded stare

you’re in my mind; you’re everywhere


Patience is a trait I’ve learned

though many times been burned

nothing stops the desire

like sizzling sparks of fire

when I do get the essence returned


I see clinging sunsets with whispers of blue

you should feel traces of me calling out to you

the charm has worked before; can you feel it now?

To make sure you know somehow

and to prove my desire is true


I know that soon you’ll be coming my way

a little game I like to play:

give a little, take a little; a push and a pull over time

until the day everything will align

It has happened before at least twice

more than a per chance roll of the dice

revelation, obsession, aspiration

feeding the fire of infatuation


Suddenly you’re right in front of me!

In the flesh; your indifference, your sooty, sexy glam

can be replaced by someone who understands

how open arms can make everything okay

Everything hooking up and synching the right way


Can I do this one more time?

Clicking off my list of the sublime

You are the ultimate to me

don’t know why I didn’t see

what we have in common; our faith is ingrained

we’re both just a little insane

And I’m loving every inch I see

of our rapid-fire sweet destiny






My Metal Heart

My heart aches for what once was

though I wouldn’t change a thing about today

the longing is still there, a remnant of days gone by

and I can’t help but wonder…

There was a time of freedom and not much responsibility

when all that mattered was the music

we lived and breathed the music ~ it was a lifestyle

There was the excitement of youth

when each day was brand new and anything could happen

The spontaneity and hope; starry eyes and puppy love, and what we thought was real love

Days were something to endure while we waited for the night to come

That’s when the magick happened:  our hearts free to explore; an open book 

waiting to be written;

attractions so magnetic – highly charged and bittersweet

because somehow, we knew this couldn’t last

Life happens.  

Like going to sleep and waking up in a different world

What we call maturity is somehow a gain and a loss all at once;

you can get disoriented along the way

Society telling us we should look like this, live like that, own this, pray for that

Frustration mounts, comes to a head

and we suddenly know what we must do

what matters

A plan forms in the very depths of our hearts

because there are still those among us who have stayed true to theirs

an inspiration greater than all

waiting in the wings to be wholly and completely embraced once again

by the metal hearts who have decided ~ it’s high time.

If you are living a lie, then you are wasting time because you are merely a shell

of what you should truly be

Because what really matters is what is in your heart

and to that you must stay true