Overheard

Overheard

He came in crying, “Doctor, I’m dying!”

Then he said, “Doctor, I’m dead.”

All night and all day

He goes on this way

While I lay beside him

And quietly pray:

“Please, God, send someone to assure him

And while you’re around, remind me

The final reward we’re both headed toward

Is bound to be peaceful and joyful and free…

Free of the dread of being in beds…

Free once we’re dead and out of our heads.

It won’t be so lonely and it’s not the only

Time we’ve crossed over from here

Please help him let go and let us both know

There really is nothing to fear.”

It’s gone on a week, yet I hear him speak!

Now calling, “Ma-ma! Help me!”

In more muffled tones he suffers and moans.

While I lie and wonder which loved-ones I’ll see.

So why do I pay to be far away

From here, where I stay, lay and pray?

I’ll answer in words I just overheard,

“Please help me, I’m dying.” Okay?

March 26, 2011 David Brunoehler

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Stab at a Love Poem

Stab at a Love Poem

Let me see…

If not for you
I wouldn’t write my feelings down
If not for you
I’d not feel this alive

If not for you
I’d only know the words for love
If not for you
I’d breathe in only air

If not for you
I’d miss this morning’s waking smile
If not for you
I never would warm up

If not for you
My heart might go from start to stop
If not for you
My hands might drop the ball

What can I say?

Were it not for you
I wouldn’t be this short for words!

High Time

High Time

Been waitin’
For a time like this
That could push every button
And end with a kiss
Waitin’
For a long time
Haven’t we all
Been playin’
Kinda hard for this
Prayin’ every mornin’
It’s high time this ‘ll
Be the right time
For a long time
Haven’t we all
High time
I have been tryin’
For high times
Pie-in-the-skyin’
Dreamin’ up easy ways
To come up
With better days
It’s high time
High time
High time
Been layin’
Kinda low for this
Fingers in my pockets
‘Til I know that this
Is the right time
For a lone time
Haven’t we all
Been stayin’
Hangin’ on for this
Workin’ every mornin’
Getting’ up so this ‘ll
Be the right time
For a long time
Haven’t we all
High time
I have been cryin’
For high times
Tryin’ and tryin’
Dreamin’ up easy ways
To come up
With better days
It’s high time
High time
High time
Been prayin’
High and low for this
Payin’ as I go
So I know that this time
Is my time
For a long long time
-Maybe the rest of time-
-No I’m not lyin’-
High time
For a long time
Haven’t we all
High time
Aren’t we all tryin’
For high times
Pie-in-the-skyin’
Dreamin’ up better ways
To come up
With brighter days
It’s High time
High time
High time
Copyright 1988, 2001 David Brunoehler

If Not For You

If Not For You

If not for you
I’d only know the words for love
If not for you
I’d only engage romance
Were it not for the fact that
You rearranged all that
I’d never have given
Love a chance
But you did and you meant it
Without words, invented
For me
A friendship
A second chance
If not for you
I’d miss this morning’s waking smile
If not for you
I never would warm up
And though passion’s fantastic
It melts with the plastic
No matter how you
Pick
It up
If not for you
My heart might switch from start to stop
If not for you
My hands would drop the ball
Maybe all that I mention
Would mock my intention
And I’d know, really,
Nothing
At all
But you took what I dreaded
Pushed where I’m headed
Meant what you said and
Carried through
This would not be true
If not for you
If not for you
c 2000 David Brunoehler

Make Yourself Home

Make Yourself Home

Opened my eyes
When you opened the door
The fact that you were standing there
Nearly knocked me to the floor
I let you in
You sat me down
Like two old friends
We went to town
Getting to know sweet nothings
Wasn’t a thing
We couldn’t own
Getting as tight as shoestrings
Wasn’t a place
We didn’t roam
For all of your froth
And all of my foam
Now that you’re with me
Make yourself home
I start to dance
When you saunter in
Just happenstance
One look – it begins
If the moment’s right
And it’s meant for you
Doesn’t take all night
To know what to do
Like a fine familiar
Like a place
We’ve always known
Not a line peculiar
Nor a trace
That hasn’t been shown
For all of your froth
And all of my foam
Now that you’re with me
Make yourself home
So long, solo flights
Say good-bye to the sky
No more lonely nights
Now there’s you and I
Ta-ta to single
It’s time to mingle
You and I make a crowd
Two individuals
Only one middle
Someone to stand beside
I realize
What a rare thing this is
Common as it may seem
I don’t notice when we kiss
The perfect fit
All that I see
I tag, you’re it
You’ve captured me
Don’t think a thing about it
Isn’t a lot
More there to know
Can’t change a thing to top it
Ready or not
Ready set go
For all of your froth
And all of my foam
Now that you’re with me
Make yourself home.
C 2001 David Brunoehler

Tell Me A Tall One

Tell Me A Tall One

Tell me a tall one
Make me a lie
Draw down the curtains
Over my eyes
Tell me a tall one
White alibis
Make me believe some
And that I can fly
Lead me on, lover
Take me away
Be sure to cover
Tracks of the day
Keep on believin’
In what you say
I’ll be behind you
Blinded in ways
And though I can’t see what it is that you’re doin’
I can tell you what I’m seeing through and
Through the darkness of it all
It will not bring our downfall
I will stand aside tonight
Until you finally see the light
Then we’ll put to bed the secrecy
And get back to living
Truthfully
Tell me a tall one
Pile it way high
Include a story
I’m sure to buy
Tell me a tall one
Towering –
to the sky
Bigger the better
When you realize
You see it don’t matter
Whatever you say
I’m gonna stay here
For now and always
Go on and make up
Your next faulty line
You’ll never persuade me
My love is that blind
C 2003 David Brunoehler

The Road Out

The Road Out
The Road Out

Well I’ve been through
The Wall of Fire
Talked to
My heart’s desire
Now on the road
No heavy load
Gonna take this journey
Higher and higher
Gonna pick you up
And take you with me
No more need
To go alone
Gonna pick you up
And take you with me
Now that the road
Now that the road
Now that the road out
Is known
Well I’ve fallen
On ground untended
Called out
On knees unbended
Out on my own
On my way home
Gonna get up and go
Completely mended
Gonna pick you up
And take you with me
No more need
To go alone
Gonna pick you up
And take you with me
Now that the road
Now that the road
Now that the road
Will carry us home
Now I’ve come to
My own revival
Rewound
A dwindled spiral
Breathin’ fresh air
With only one care
Gonna reach back down
And bring you there
Gonna pick you up
And take you with me
No more need
To go alone
Gonna pick you up
And carry you with me
Now that the road
Now that the road
Now that the way back
Will lead us to home
Now that the road out
Will take us
Back home
Copyright 2001 David Brunoehler