Waiting For The Chill To Break

photo by Frank Lee Drennen

It's cold, waiting for the chill to break.

I crawl under the covers

Deeper into hiding

Exhausted from the push and the pull

Comforting myself in the warm darkness

Locking out cold distrust

Now it's spring, and I can't deny the light.

Everything around me renewed

It's the fresh air

Breathing green and jasmine

Awakens in me a restlessness

A sense to clear away the dust

 -Nena Anderson   3/29/13

Dedicated to my friend Cindy Lee & her son Alexander. 
Rest in peace, Paul.
It has been wonderful to know you through the love of your family.

hey honey

hey now, honey
i don't mind
if you're needing
my sweet time

hey now, honey
won't you smile
I have loved you
all the while

hey now, honey
I may break
if you make
the same mistake

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6/22/2010
intuition is powerful if you listen

beautiful light

some days there is beautiful light

in their eyes
in the sky
in the salt

some days i see it
some days i don't
but i still feel it
or dream it
or will it to exist

I Have Love

I have love.
Love that will fight
With fist and conscience.
Love that will wait
To watch you grow.
Love that knows no time, no past.
Love that is present.

It's not glamorous
It takes you as you are
The hopes and dreams
With the faults and heartaches.
Love that may scold you
Never judges you
But will hold you.
I have love
And it is yours.

[]

swim

Need a push
A leap
Off the high board
Into the deep end

Will you be there?
Dont dare to catch me
Watch me drown?
Swim with me

What It Is

What It Is

It is madness
says reason
It is what it is
says love

It is unhappiness
says caution
It is nothing but pain
says fear
It has no future
says insight
It is what it is
says love

It is ridiculous
says pride
It is foolish
says caution
It is impossible
says experience
It is what it is
says love.

[Erich Fried]

Saber Bien

llorar
tears for friends passed
orgullo
too much pride to ask for help
too much talent to guess at their pain
smoke and mirrors
anestesia
drugs and distractions
smiles and laughter
intensity of the highs and lows
elation and destruction

doler
i know it well

but it's not yet too late
prisa
to chip away my facade
of guarded strength
vivir
to live through the lows
to love the highs

amar
to know it all well

I Smile

Summer spent
As Fall now
Beckons the birds
And I smile in my boots

Parrish clouds
Litter the sky tonight
Jasmine breeze exchanged
For scent of the sea
And I smile for your kiss

What Love Is

Love. Twisted and idealized by romanticism, society, experience and expectation.
True love is unconditional. Painful. Joyful. Possession without repression. Freeing, yet secure and strengthening. Love seeks truth.

Rimrock

The mimosa and mulberry
I take it in
Crisp, dry, sweet
Morning air and the flutter of wings
Golden light and stillness
Intermingle with rust and stone
The joshua tree and hummingbird
I take it in
Beckoning the heat
Midday sun and rustle of leaves
Mountain wind and coolness
Taking the day into night
The bat and ocotillo
I take it in
Moon chasing sun
Purple sky and guitar strum
Howl of coyote and stillness
Welcome a blanket of stars

Telephone

destroyed by distraction

broken-hearted

again that voice speaks to me

chipping away at it

bit by bit by bit

til it's gone


gone



gone

Just a Little Bit More

there is sound in this space
where i don't wait for you
but i listen and dream

time is meaningless here
it is ever so slow
or never enough

and i have opened my heart
just a little bit more

A Shot of Inspiration

i write love songs. created by heartache. observation. affectation.
inspired by my life, my loves, my loses and my lessons.
sweetened by my son's unconditional adoration.
and sharpened by a nip of bourbon.