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Even Rainbows Cry


Outside my window
lavender blossoms sway inside the tears
of August heat
Come early this end of June.
I know not why
I surrender to human frailty so easily these days
life and death
joy and sadness
compassion and anger
All dots connecting
trying to soak a beard flushed from a river
that won't stop flowing.
Does it make me a coward
am I weak
or could it mean I'm a child of the 50's
not grown up in the 21st century?


Is there a God that can tell me why I breakdown
over thoughts that won't go away
Over nightmares that I can't quite remember
but still fear will come find me and take me away
Over the simplest scenes that touch my heart
while sitting there watching the small screen?
No, there are no answers somewhere over the rainbow
even the man in the mirror could be your worst enemy
if he speaks the truth and it's more than you can handle.

The cost of a rope or a bullet
is far cheaper than feeding a family
And that's a Damn Shame!


I hope I will always have tears
always be touched
always be loved
For without such Grace
life would be tarnished beyond Hope
And with no one to blame but myself
we all know how that could end

My how beautiful the lavender blossoms are.