Rebel Man

Rebel Man I hear you're knock'in at my door

Rebel Man I hear you're do'in it once more

You claim that you've changed

That you're not at all the same

Rebel man I hear you're knock'in at my door

Rebel man I hear you're do'in it once more

But how can I know just what is my guarantee?

How do you state your plea?

Rebel Man I hear you're knock'in at my door

Rebel Man I hear you're do'in it once more

But how do I know that you're a man in control

Your eyes reveal that you're a man whose been healed

Rebel man I hear your knock'in at my door

Rebel man I hear your do'in it once more

Rebel man I hear I won't stop you any more

I won't stop you any more



Note:  This song I wrote for guitar many years ago.  It was written in four four time, but I envision riffs behind the music that catapult the lyrics to the forefront.  Once again anyone is permitted to use this song.  Enjoy! :)

Baby I'll Be Your Beacon

Baby I'll be your beacon

In the troubled hours 

Feel my arms around you 

There will be a better tomorrow

And in the silence of the night 

Hear my voice in your dreams

I'll be holding you closely

By the light of the moonbeam

Cause I'm your warrior 

And I'm your friend

I'll be your beacon

Until the end

Cause your my warrior 

And your my friend

You'll be my beacon until the end

Though we may be apart

You are always in my heart

A starlit sky

The gems of the night

Crystallize our emotions

In desert sands

I'm your warrior 

And I'm your friend

I'll be your beacon

Until the end

Cause your my warrior 

And your my friend

You'll be my beacon until the end

I feel the warmth from your eyes

Together we will take a stand 

A fortress built on what we believe

In distant lands and overseas

I'm your warrior 

And I'm your friend

I'll be your beacon

Until the end

Cause your my warrior 

And your my friend

You'll be my beacon until the end

If something happens 

We will know:  our part we did

Our love did show

For the sociable lapwing will share its song

While prospering and growing

Understand the quill 

Americans unite to temper guns

There are times to kill

But for me is to write

I'm your warrior 

And I'm your friend

I'll be your beacon

Until the end

Cause your my warrior 

And your my friend

You'll be my beacon until the end



Note:  This is a re-write of a song I wrote many years ago.  It was originally composed for guitar with the refrain having a Native American emphasis in its note placements.  Music is something I enjoy, but my forte is writing.  Anyone wishing to use this song/poem is welcome to do so. I ask only that it not be misinterpreted: this is a song of Peace.  

Woven Dreams

In my eyes

See generations

Hair:  displays a part of me

Hands:  reveal the work I've done

Feet:  the path I've traveled on

But, listen to my words and you'll hear

The people I've met through the years

Hopes, dreams of what is yet to be

Despair on bent knee

Head:  bowed  in reconciling

Urn of life unclaimed on a shelf

Unmarked graves of the fallen

Longing arms of a child for love

Tears of the homeless

Nomads of the world

Street Poetry unparalleled

Virgin Prose spoken, but few will ever hear

For the streets require a special ear

A beat reporter who's crossed the line

Touched the dark and danced in day

Seen the troubles

Felt the bitter cold

Brethren of the street, the peddler already knows

The dance of angels on desperate wings

Sings the song of solace and of special dreams

Where hearts cling to hope

An illusion of a home, a mansion made of stone

Flight of angels work in unison

To rescue spirits of lonely ones

Temper the madness

A catalyst never dies

Spirit driven soul survives

Despite the winds and torrid skies

To fain not, in spite, of what one sees

To capture the moment

Not to plea

The hour that beckons the night cast her shade

Still the writer plugs away

Voice that resonates deep within

Spell that speaks tis not a sin

Kindred spirits walk the course

Touch time on a divided line

Where the hourglass is the metronome

Of the life we hold so dear

The music of the wind

As we say goodbye

Two Bullets And A Chair

Two Bullets And A Chair
A woman riddled with despair
The life she chose was not safe
And one day she payed the price
When bullets rang through the air
Now her home is in a chair
Her mind confused as she is dazed for another love has seen the grave
Tatoos on neck and arms she does bare
Apart from gangs and family
Isolation is her presentation

She looked at me with forlorn eyes
And said, "I don't know my purpose in life"
Passing thoughts she did have on an early departure
But I said to her, you have so much to offer
Dig deep within and remember when your train was on the track
The family member, teacher or friend who tried to keep you in a positive mode
She shook her head, but said "I listen, but it is all so confusing, I don't know who to listen to."

T-shirt inside-out jeans slipping well away from her hips
Pelle Pelle jacket in her lap
She told me her jeans could not touch the chair
As if somehow were they to be up on her all the way
She would have to acknowledge her damaged spine
Or the life she left behind
Hiking boots upon her feet, no laces in them though
As she pulled her left leg with her hands
Placing her foot better on the footstand

Attentively, she listened as I tried to engage her
I did not mince words as I felt that would be unfair
I said these are your cards now, and you need to move on
For you see like me, though I am not in a chair
Never have I been shot
And I do not have tatoos
I have a mind that I have had to re-direct
To stay positive when things are so out of control

I am not certain if our conversation will make a difference
Time will demonstrate that
But I would like you to know
There is a woman in a chair
Who is fighting despair
If you have a moment or two, I ask you say a special prayer

For only God can heal the mind
And bring the peace found in time
Her hope for now is a power chair
But you see, I believe, there is so much more for her
When she discovers that her smile
Has already touched someone
Her purpose in life has just begun!