ariadne

is it because when he touches the strings with his bow
his violin touches your soul?
is it because he's tamed the waves of the ocean
to carry his sounds, is this all?

for these reasons or perhaps even more
you chose to give him your thread
Araidne but you mistakenly
have also given your soul

the sails that have brought him ashore
have been accompanied by wind
and this dried all the hopes that you had
to grow calm little harbors

the dreams of entwined aging are gone
and you're gone Ariadne
isolated from home and your memories too
cause you choose to forget

when he decided to leave you alone
on the island of Naxos
at the command of Gods
or perhaps of the demons

you chose to forget the pain
but you are retracing the maze
and your brain missing its memories
befriended Sysiphus again

your people they worship you as a godess
and think your power you drew
from their island and  sea
but have they herd of your husband the God Dionysis?

He's crowned you with stars Ariadne
(whose magic turns grapes into wine)
and when his fingers touch your wounds
he turns blood into music, flowing like honey
and he makes your eyes shine Ariadne, like stars in the sky

questions for a noisy artist

what demon does your guitar posses
to hold such pathos in her voice?
and how, I wonder how it comes
that you can love a xylophone
and an accordion at the same time,
and add to them a set of drums.

the music flows with you at times,
at other times the earth just shakes
under our feet when the strings scream,
and then I fear the plates may crack
and we shall fall or maybe jump
in the abyss that you create

but then the words - they come to soothe
and when my heart's been tricked
to feel at peace I hear the sarcasm
and the quiet desperation that it breeds;
the noise you make, the love you bring
the open book you are, it makes me sing.

the big hearted Masai

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he's got the sun burning in his eyes
and he can feel the heavy summer air
is bearing down, the pressure
from the crowds;
the questions in their heart
who will be the one?
he's got the answer
(they all do perhaps),
there will be
no way to stop him
in this race
to be the first
cause he will run
for his father's pride
his mother's joy
his flag to wrap
around his shoulders
when he's done
the big hearted Masai.

4 Chris on his bday!

See the sun, only the sun
when the day is long, and your eyes are bright;
see the moon, only the moon
when the night stays steady, and your eyelids heavy;
see the road, only the road
if you have somewhere to go, and your foot is light;
look up, only look up
when you have got to grow and and to raise above.
dance with this world, only this world
for this moment, only this moment
is all we have got, and so much love
to light the world, that grass is growing