May not be all that much

 

A face can only excist

with eyes that can  live and see inside

the thoughts they hide, the fear that's there

and the love it wants to share

the coldness it casts in despair

it may not be all that much

but it is all what they've got

yet eyes can be tamed, eyes can even destruct and maime

eyes can turn insane if jealousy is the name

eyes can scream wild for what they want and didn't get

and yess the eyes, they can be bad

it might not be all that much, but the eyes can make it a lot

eyes... are the face, they express anger and laughter

sadness and badness, almost any thing at will

love for life, the pain and the fear inside

its all in the eyes, it may not be all that much

but it is all what they've got

(c) JR. 80's

Sunday, boring Sunday

nailed to my chair
like a hand in a glove
with the world at my feet

I have nowhere to go
no friends to meet
I sit in retreat

a hollow space
an empty face
out of time
out of place

a boring Sunday
is al I have
nailed to a chair
birds in the trees

too far away
sky showing some fatigue
no one near enough to please
a longing is there

it says what you need
is some distracting sleep
to leave a boring Sunday
a withered leaf

(c) JR. eightees

Lost in a smile

an' I see her comin' with a smile
on her face a laugh in her eyes
and I, I was lost inside

so when she left I was lost, lost
in a smile I knew never would be
mine now it's been many years
an' ev'ry mornin'

standin' on the porch I see her
comin'  hear her laugh in the wind
see that smile on her face

stoppin' right in front of me lookin'
at me with her famous laugh an' smile
sayin' to me

'I've come to see you again' and
she sees me smile but that's just
me dreamin'

starin' into the distance lookin'
for something that will not be
an' ev'ry mornin'

I see her comin' hear her laugh
see that smile upon her face and
yes I know I'm only dreamin' lost
in a smile

(c) JR. 2019

As my soul weeps

and yes, he was my father
in ev'ry sense of the word
I his promise to the world
he meant to keep

and when I fell in the face
of my future he raised me
up unto my feet so I could
live the life meant to be

and when he fell I raised
him up as well as I could
but in the end his life was
no longer meant to be

and yes, his souls's still
in me the one I couldn't
keep sometimes I can hear
him speak as my soul weeps

(c) JR. 2018

Eyes

eyes
are the face
they're stone cold blue
and they're staring straight at me

lookin into mine
I'm amazed, thrown
into their pit o' fire

they make me smile
oh yes, those stone cold blue eyes
just a miracle

untill my amazement
changed into its wondering

(c) JR.  2018