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Slightly Off Center

we move
we groove
we follow the moon
we chase the stars

in search of harmony

me in my head
u in your head

we balance myth

with rhythm and rhyme
with truth and lies
with laughter and hope
with fear and cries

off center
slightly

for all time

Slightly Off Center (Orig Oil Painting)

Torn (Original Oil)

T O R N

i run hot
i run cold
i stand
perfectly still
in the high beams of the world
caught like the fabled, startled doe
(she was just foraging for a bit of something to munch
when all of a sudden...)

needing to move

wanting to move
unable to move

t o r n
twixt here and there
and now and then
and ever and after
and ever and after
and everafter
t o r n

Soul Rising

In the dreamtime
a mist rises
with faces
and places
and hopeful maybes
hovering over choices
...waiting
...waiting

Soul Rising

by the light of the Arkansas moon
the shadow of a girl danced and sang
until the blinding sun rose
in the eastern hemisphere
and the shadow faded quietly
into the night

Camouflage (Orig Oil)

Camouflage

for the men, virie danced
bronzed legs glistening with sweat and oil
feet bare in the moonlight
a cloud of laughter
at her shoulder

she pummelled the earth
with arched support
lean young arms
caressing the wind

virie sang a blue note for my lover
smoothed his wrinkled brow
birthed a child in sara's room
and picked the silver coins
like flowers in the field

for the men, virie danced
bronzed legs glistening with sweat and oil
for the men, virie danced
and danced
and danced
and danced


Lady in Distress

I hear you calling, Billie
I hear you moan
ooh ooh
baby baby
of sweet willie fame
best lovin
best lovin
man
damn
damn

But, it could never be enough, Billie
that
sugar sweet honey for your tea at night
that
sugar sweet honey rub your feet just right
that
sugar sweet honey could not hide
the bitter taste of bile
backed up in a young throat
the too sweet flavor of innocence
sucked
into the jaded vortex of stink
drowned
in the laid flat, tender young back
of a girlchild
with only borrowed dreams
to protect her

I hear you calling, Billie
"oooh oooh oooh
what a little moonlight can do"

Billie: Resolved (Orig Oil)

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