The Saint Symphonic Streets

Where are we now ?

Monday, May 29, 2006

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

When we ...

You can never forget the grayish taint
of this pavement
nor the Sidewalks that harbored your
Somehow the greens looked livelier
and the sun was another star

Nothing as mundane
as what illuminates them now

Of course back then
I was a child

The Living room TV sets
now entertain the lawn
waiting for the garbage truck
as we waited for the Yellow
School buses

And the Aquamarine
Drops of Candy
Dissapeared from our sight
into the mouth
of girls
we still think about

Where the Barnyard
once Stood
Collapsed bricks
create an intricate mosaic
of chaos

Where once our lives unraveled
I see only Gravel
Where small flowers
broke through

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

Your Fingers Through my Hair

Your Fingers through my hair
And something so enchanting
but are they even there
When my heart is racing

Thursday, May 04, 2006

The Great Divide

At last
I see a hint of Hue
passing through the clouds
Reaching into you

So fast
try to make it new
Canons ring so loud
bullets bearing through

At last
I see a hint of Blue
passing through the crowds
Reaching into you

So fast
try to make it to
Canons ring so loud
pellets bearing through

When we Stared Down
And Finally saw
the Great Divide
Cut right through
What was Left of us

Staring down
what have we found