PSB Olympia

We left Suburbia to Go West
Hearts & limbs put to the test
We were given One More Chance
To partake in a Domino Dance
This west-end girl knows the score
It's a Sin to to close the door
Music is Always on My Mind
As within its depths, happiness is what I find.

From grace

We all lived so long ago
We never knew which way to go
Until a host from heaven fell
And taught us things we now know so well
But from then on our lives were cursed
As in our nature, knowing awoke the worst

Watchers

The Watchers fell so hard from grace
For the lovely daughters of the human race
But the fallen were not what they seemed
Completely opposite of what women dreamed
Their violent offspring gigantic and mean
Uncouth, unprincipled and wholly unclean
No angelic nature to be revealed
A deadly coupling not easily repealed
A flood to rid the world of vice
A cautionary tale to always think twice

Apple picking haiku

From a tiny seed
Bursts forth a succulent orb
Of deliciousness

False Note

Oh, lovely, lovely songbird mine,
Your golden voice was once so fine
And I often reflect on that wistful time
When your lyric and song were both sublime
Now your verse is heavy and old
Your soaring falsetto distant and cold
Bring back that raw, emotion-filled age
When you were young and coming out of your cage

Reflecting on later

We're all headed to the great beyond
Once we accomplish what we set out to learn
We'll seek a return to our truest home
The place where angels and spirits dwell
The place we still know and love so well

Love/Life

How can we harness the energy
That is made up of you and even me?
The vibrations that echo from age to age
Witnessing lifetimes of happiness and rage?
From the ether we have come down
To learn to live or sink and drown
Now with the thought that we are love
We can return to our homes above

Blink of an eye

Watching old videos of when you were young
Wondering what happened to everyone
All too quickly you're now hard and soft
Already thinking of your own loft
Gone the days of hugs and cuddles
Of tickles, tantrums & jumping in puddles
Now its friends and girls and boys
The newest fashion & electronic toys
I wish, I wish, I wish again that I had spent
More time & love, and that I'd made a bigger dent

Drama at work

Awkward feelings all around
No one wants to make a sound
A little word to reveal the truth
Hoping things will reboot
Always tense when feelings hurt
But work is work, not a place to shirk

School morning

It Monday morning little one
Time to start the daily run
Breakfast, dress-up, school and fun
Friends and homework, then the day is done