Poem: Abstract Song

Sitting in the bed she watches
Him move naked across the room
Smile on her lips and buzzing in her head
She picks up her blue guitar and strums
A melody coming before the words

Poem: Melpomene Muse of Tragedy

When the sun of my life was shining
The ink on my quill was bone dry
The words on paper had vanished
Under a tongue wet with drink
Flowing with boisterous laughter
Fates must have known I strayed

Poem: If Love Was

If love was a person
It would be nameless
Undefined by words
In different forms
That can be recognized
By those looking for it