first chair

she sits rocking forth and back the chair
bow stringing notes throughout the air
her eyes closed, her brows are furrowed
performance focused, concentration through

she looks so lovely sitting there
long dark dress with long black hair
her head slowly sways with ebb and flow
as notes pour forth from string and bow

a sweet long note, a sentimental tune
remembers past joys ended all too soon
bow-crossed strings are mournful things
when memories of loves lost, it brings

to hear you with your sweet voice singing
the past times this violinist's bringing
it makes for sorrow, it brings forth smiles
this siren's stringed violin beguiles

© agoodguy2have 2010-03-23
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Posted: Mar 2010
About this poem:
went to a performance yesterday
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Elegy for Juarez

"I'm gonna cut you off" he says
the small view gang man of Juarez

hollow points and hollowed head
detached triggers pulled and bled

the reasons lost, the lives tossed
no matter, no sense, the lines crossed

can we make sense in drug induced times
of bluntly unworthy familial crimes

power and money and money and power
humanity we snort and slowly devour

who's the culprit who's the victim
the police can't save the judges dictum

we all have died a little death
when children die and kill for meth

© agoodguy2have 2010-03-21
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Posted: Mar 2010
About this poem:
i think it's self explainitory.
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guitar slayer

he puts his hand around her neck
and then begins to fret her
quietly at first she softly moans
and cries to some crescendo

he grips her tighter sliding
his fingers to her chords
she wails man she wails
filling the air as she soars

we've come to a crossroads
he sings, the deals made now
you're a plucking wooden woman
with your warm curve in my lap

but I'd make a deal
with the darkness itself
to hold you in my hands
to the end of our blue songs

© agoodguy2have 2010-02-22
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Posted: Feb 2010
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show me the flowers

as you spring from your
long winter's sleep and
pop sprigs from bushed days
just show me the flowers

when sprouts and shoots
rise whitish green in
early mornings golden light
just show me the flowers

since I can hardly remember
I see specks of insects
flying to pollinations reseed
just show me the flowers

lightened souls March solstice
new life comes to all of us as
we tilt to Sol's rays again
just show me the flowers

rejoice the fields spectrum
a blanket of warmth the suns
rainbowed season beckons you
just show me the flowers

purples, yellows and whites
return color from the gray
outlook of winter as you
just show me the flowers

© agoodguy2have 2010-03-15
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Posted: Mar 2010
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chocolate and light

as it all melts between lips and lids
you grin and sit between do's and did's

dripping smiling rays down the edges
of your mouth's sweet and smooth wedges

just pulling out the come-what-mays
gleaning some sublime value added days

joy of the now, the here, is brighter
the taste, the scent, the melody, the writer

another day, another hour, cat warmed laps
hold sway to a warm afternoon nod perhaps

life, oh life, what desperate dappled time
a night flickered flame and book of rhyme

can my soul keep from singing these days
hallelujah and a lilting dance of praise

if I could hold you in my heart again
and tell aloud my joy, my love, my friend

I taste the sweet chocolate dessert first
drink of many joys and quench life's thirst

© agoodguy2have 2010-03-17
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Posted: Mar 2010
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an other half

now coming to the day open wide
from sunrise to the other side

keep on looking for an other half
a hunt, a goal, a jest, a laugh

a grail like quest to seek, to find
another like soul, another like mind

a helix twisted to converge together
two halves apart to join for better

creating something different and new
a form, a life, a couple, like glue

a bond strong and durable to last
a life shared 'til time is passed

if it be bequeathed 'til cane in hand
when the clock has sifted all the sand

the halves once joined may come asunder
and this whole existence become a wonder

© agoodguy2have 2010-03-10
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Posted: Mar 2010
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metallurgy

fires of life purify the ore
smelting my soul heating it up

melting my heart scraping the slag
i am flux, liquid in state of mind

pouring into my mold solidifying being
see that i am become shiny and hard

cold without life after reduction
something to build with and forge

a new purpose, a new life and wrought
malleable bending with strength of mettle

hammered and tempered tensile strong
weight bearing, beautiful and shear

what was rusted and cast off is precious
alloy bronzed, stainless and golden

© agoodguy2have 2010-01-01
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Posted: Jan 2010
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