Been practicing
‘Something That was Nothing’
Been practicing
My heart returned last night
From adventures far and wide
A little sheepish
A little quiet
A little battered from the journey
A little rougher than I’d like
So, I set it on the stage with me
Poured love into the mic
Watched it grow and heal beneath
The cozy, kind bar lights
All the worries
All the fears
All the longing that I feel
For a connection deep and true
Transformed by chord and key
Unlocking every fetter
Chaining you to me
I sing away the blues
I’m lost within the music now
My heart is home and healthy
Sound
Giving thanks and gratitude
For every song I drew
From all the love I won and lost
For all the mysteries uncovered
For every dream come true
We’re getting ready for the next dream
Recovery and rest
My heart is home again now
Returned to sender from the best
I could imagine
Whether truth or lie
Love is never ending
Friend
Love never dies
There were stories told about her hair
How dangling out the window curved
A brave lover dared to climb
Who woo’d her time and time again
Until she fled captivity
Did she bundle up her locks to flee
Did she sheer them off and hide the key
Did she stay the course with lover dear
Or did she veer away when the path was clear
Around the campfires late at night
They sing the tale of tail’s poor plight
How clumps and strands of golden locks
Were found within the Bear’s porridge
Wrapped around the table and every chair
Mounded on each size of cot
No footprints leaving through the mud
The theory is she’d had enough
Grew wings and to the skies she took
This is how the golden eagle came to be
When we reach the end of gilded tails
Look up and tell me what you see
She says I’ve lost weight again
I tell her I’ve been lovelorn
We both know it is a lie
I’ve gained two pounds since I saw her last
Tears no longer roll down these cheeks
…
It’s Lady Gaga I reply
What does she sing about
About relationships between people
She watches the neighborhood rolling through the window
As she says: It is very difficult to accept sweet love after abuse, I think
That might be true I tell her
The Lady sings
…
He says people who love are duped
That passive people are easily controlled
God is an asshole
Love is a scam to keep people
To keep people from success and whatever
I watch him drift away in clouds of thoughts
I show up daily in love
The grand illusion
…
He says that he would drive me crazy
I could never put up with him
We agreed
Made room for a friendship
Where romance could not take hold
…
She said I don’t need to be put down
Or treated badly
I wondered how much room to make
For bad days and trying times
Where and how to draw healthy lines
There are no answers outside
Of this heart