Tuesday, November 24, 2009

LOVE DIES

Sunset brings the curtain down,
On a day I’ll soon forget,
The memories from years gone by,
Haven’t left me yet

Was I really happy then,
Or am I just sadder now?
Forcing smiles for all to see,
Gets me by somehow

If I could resurrect you here,
From ether and the mist,
Would you take the love I’ve hidden,
And walk away with it?

But answers aren’t forthcoming,
So I turn to walk inside,
This house that’s not a home,
And a family built on lies

Copyright; EGHarne

LOVE BLOOMS

The leaves are turning,
My soul is burning,
For something that I thought I'd lost in the spring

Though the birds have left,
And for a time I'd wept,
The tears have dried and now my heart sings

And I dance with you,
Under the sun's setting hues,
I feel a childish laughter rising that I thought I'd lost

The bitterness has faded,
I no longer feel jaded,
The desire is gone to burn the bridges I'd crossed

So sit with me dear,
All we need is right here,
Our love will mingle with the leaves riding the wind

Let us look to the sky,
'tween smiles and sighs,
I just pray we're together when this season ends

Copyright; EGHarne

Sunday, November 8, 2009

DYSTOPIAN AMERIKA

I remember long ago,
When Amerika was free,
When cameras didn't follow,
As you meandered down the street

When presidents loved the country,
And we could still buy sweets,
When I wasn't thrown in jail,
For eating any kind of meat

I remember long ago,
When speech was really free,
When animals were animals,
We did not share equality

When reporters did reporting,
And showed objectivity,
They weren't on government payrolls,
And took a monthly fee

I remember long ago,
When we had a Bill of Rights,
Before interpretation cast,
Them in a different light

When half the population,
Could function without drugs,
When science wasn't pseudo,
And politicians were not thugs

I remember long ago,
And reminisce from time to time,
When religion wasn't outlawed,
And prayer not a crime

When simply being truthful,
Was not a cause for retribution,
When standing up for freedom,
Did not insure my execution

Copyright; EGHarne

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

THE MEANING OF LIFE

It was very still outside,
As darkness settled slowly,
And the stars poked pinholes in the sky

He gazed up at the heavens,
And pondered his existence,
As the evening's sounds drew quickly nigh

A life filled with regret,
Of things never accomplished,
Of heartaches both imagined and surreal

Nothing ever flourished,
With his underhanded schemes,
He always got the raw end of the deal

But this night was very different,
He felt a higher power,
Something that addressed all of his needs

He couldn't quite define it,
But it was, oh, so otherworldly,
For now he felt compelled to succeed

He'd been touched by the divine,
He'd discovered life's big secret,
Something that he'd share with all of us

As he stepped onto the street,
Poised to impart knowledge,
He got his goofy ass run over by a bus

Copyright; EGHarne

Friday, October 9, 2009

HOMELESS IN EUROPE

Sittin' on a rock in the middle of a field,
Polishin’ off another stolen meal,
The days go by…

I watch the clouds roll in from the West,
With a pain in my gut and an ache in chest,
Lonely…

And the wasted years have taken their toll,
Once I found an open grave and laid in the hole,
And felt the raindrops…

And the only woman to see my scars,
Stayed long enough to break my heart,
Autumn…

I watched her die on a Christmas day,
In a dank shit hole near the Champs-Élysées
And the wind blew…

And I wander through this vacant land,
Waiting for a smile or the touch of a hand,
From anyone…

So think of me on days like these,
When the snow falls and the rivers freeze,
I’ll be here…

Copyright; EGHarne

Thursday, October 1, 2009

JANE & BOB & THE FLOOD

Jane and Bob saved their money,
Bought a house by the river and hoped for the best,
But neither one expected the weather to change,
So they watched it float away with all of the rest

They sat on the shore with tears in their eyes,
Remnants of the past mingled with the fish,
A letter from upriver beached near Jane,
On the outside it said, “Sealed With A Kiss”

Jane took out the pages, the ink was faded,
But the writing – a woman’s – could still be read,
And the endearments which spewed from line after line,
Were obviously the products of a lovesick head

The dinners romantic; the sex, just great,
His soothing words had eased her pain,
The end of the letter said she’d love him forever,
And desperately pleaded for…Bob to leave Jane

Jane lives by herself today,
Way out in the country with the horses and cows,
Her family worries ‘cause she’s never talked,
About the day the flood took Bob and the house

Copyright; EGHarne

Saturday, September 26, 2009

GLOSSOLALIA

ieoaoi iaeoijo ijkld kalf,
kdlak kasldf kiild maa,
jadkjf kadjll mkjad aldasl,
daldfl;a ladlkf ;ok;kl ;;kff!

kadflk aldfjl ladkki kadfd,
kasl ieuow ejaldi odiel,
aldlfd leuhgmp jfodall fdkja,
dkkld lkdeimo dwdif ksnff!

ueakalj aifei aelkdla; ialfe,
akldlka fjfld dlkakdl dfka,
kaeilkdof aadfi lkfoi l'aif,
dafdfj fmdjekj kdjak leirl!

kdadl fjdakl iiags ieldio fdk,
fauea fdka ieasfga palejal,
kadsfo aogdal aodfoaj lalffd,
alkdjf lkdfa didsaf jkdal!

Amen!


Copyright; EGHarne