Romeo and Juliet

A love struck Romeo sings a streetsuss a serenade
Laying everybody low with a love song that he made
Finds a streetlight, steps out of the shade
Says something like, "You and me babe—how 'bout it?"

Juliet says, "Hey it's Romeo. You nearly gimme a heart attack"
He's underneath the window; she's singing, "Hey, la, my boyfriend's back.
You shouldn't come around here singing up at people like that.
Anyway what you gonna do about it?"

Juliet, the dice was loaded from the start
And I bet, then you exploded in my heart
And I forget, I forget the movie song
When you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?

Come up on different streets, they both were streets of shame
Both dirty, both mean, yes, and the dream was just the same
And I dreamed your dream for you and now your dream is real
How can you look at me as if I was just another one of your deals?

When you can fall for chains of silver you can fall for chains of gold
You can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they hold
You promised me everything, you promised me thick and thin, yeah.
Now you just say, "Oh Romeo, yeah. You know, I used to have a scene with him."

Juliet, when we made love you used to cry
You said, "I love you like the stars above, I'll love you 'til I die."
There's a place for us, you know the movie song
When you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?

I can't do the talks like they talk on the TV
And I can't do a love song like the way it's meant to be
I can't do everything but I'll do anything for you
I can't do anything except be in love with you

And all I do is miss you and the way we used to be
All I do is keep the beat, the bad company
All I do is kiss you through the bars of a rhyme
Julie, I'd do the stars with you any time

Juliet, when we made love you used to cry
You said, "I love you like the stars above, I'll love you 'til I die."
There's a place for us, you know the movie song
When you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?

And a love struck Romeo sings a streetsuss a serenade
Laying everybody low with a love song that he made
Find a convenient streetlight, steps out of the shade
And says something like, "You and me babe—how 'bout it?"

"You and me babe—how about it?"

~Dire Straits

Breathe...

I shut my eyes so I can just listen. Listen to nature and nothing all at the same time. My private back deck is the place for quiet meditation.

The previous owners built a beautiful Japanese garden theme. This would be extra beautiful if I didn’t have the black thumb of death. Not that I’ve killed everything, but let’s just say that it’s a bit overgrown and kind of has a life of its own.

 I believe I could walk naked as a jay bird through at least half of my back yard and nobody would see me or my pasty white ass. (I haven’t tested this theory during the day) Needless to say, the backyard is a place of solitude for me.

The pace of my life can be frantic at times, but I’m working on slowing down - maybe even taking a moment for myself for a change.

As I listen to the cicadas sing their late summer song in the dying of the light, I realize that summer is nearly over already. Where did it go this year?

My eyes open and I look around. The setting sun has bleached the color from the sky. You know the color – right after the electric blue and right before twilight.  Everything skyward is either black or white. All the trees and bushes are muted when only a minute ago their colors popped out at me with the bright and deep greens.

I hear the squeaking of the bats flying overhead and I quickly look out for the fireflies that are still hidden within the safety of the bushes.

I take my time to appreciate the moment. I try to think of it as being shown a bit of magic that usually stays hidden until you’re open to see it. It’s not that I don’t get many moments; it’s just that sometimes I forget to be open and slow down a little. It’s the story of my life rush, rush, rush, hurry, hurry, hurry. Gotta go here, gotta go there, don’t forget this, oh shit I forgot that.

So, sometimes I’ve gotta stop and smell the roses, or listen to the cicada’s sing, or the bats squeak so I can be reminded that life is more than just rushing around.