Rêver sous le même ciel

Thousand miles from the nearest familar smile. Too many hours away from where I’ve left too many times. Midnight before I’m back to my life. Guess I’m thinking of a quiet kind, if truth be told, for them I would unfold

. . . [fp11.09.2010]

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nothing finished, nothing gained

when day comes down into the night
when the only light I see is the moon staring back at me.
and the gentle breeze flows over
coming to rest upon your sholder
realizing that your beauty is far beyond
what my eyes will ever see
and beyond any unspoken dreams

I know you know,
afraid to let it show
you’ve been there when your alone,
but you can’t seem to call it home.
I can feel your heart beat,
a rhythm I know all too well
shake ways to stiring that you question
open up to embrace
the weakness in your soul
offer up to me the reasons
I should let you be
and I will set free your hand
from mine
and fade off
with out a stand.
[finn perkins 1.03.2009]

jump into you own world

jump into you own world
renew your hope
seek your father truths and your mothers dreams

don’t hide behind
the fear you feel
i am not saying it’s not real
but get beyond ones
own walls
to get around the world

[finn perkins 9.9.2004]

words by me

words
in my life
are like pictures in my head
they form descriptions of people
in the letters that I read

I take apart the letters that form
the words of the
pictures that I dread

I place in a box tuck far beneath
the layers of my soul

[finn perkins 9.11.2004]

sweet November comes

When sweet November comes

There’s a low rumble
Moving like a distant
Freighter
Coming down
A narrow track
There’s one way in
From the cold
There’s never a better time
To let go
Climb on
Aboard
Leave your worries
And the troubles
That build
Up
In a long day

You can stay on forever
Just always remember
The sweetness of a November
Sunday, when the
Air is so still
From a cold morning chill
And the rain it won’t fall
Till next Aprils spring thaw
Memories of home
Keep you going on?
And the bright
Sunlight
Thought the slats
Of this old
Boxcar
Serve as
An aperture
On my life’s
Journey
And
I’ll be finally home
When
There’s nowhere left
I didn’t go….

There’s one way in
From the cold
There’s never a better time
To let go
Climb on
Aboard
Leave your worries
And the troubles
That build
Up
In a long day

[finn perkins 9.16.2004

no fences

No Fences

Hide a way into
Your night
Lost in your own time
Spent with no direction
And no one to blame

You try to make a go of
What’s left, but it’s
The chaos and the cleared fields
Of a life with out
Yield

Tend to your harvest of
Endless ternary
Only you know the way beyond this
Cycle

So hide a way into
Your night
Lost in your own time
Spent with no direction
And no one to blame

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