The Poetry Of...
Michael Rivet......................................................
Waiting on Heaven
Painted clouds on a slate-board night
Hollow moon, a watchful eye
Sentinel glow keeps midnight time
I'm trapped in mid-summer madness
Not much haiku to follow me home
Windows down in my new car
Searching for the perfect breeze
Ice cream melting in the backseat -
Which way I turn at the next light
Could carry me down this black river
Knowing I'd never get too far
Out there, road beckoning,
So easy to slip away
Leave behind all the doubt
And the pain living brings -
Moon follows me with critical eyes
Knowing the jolt of excitement
Never lasts past the newness of it all
Same problems linger as long
As it is your own skin you're living in.
Carry me home on flakes of clouds
In the darkness my radio plays
Kill the engine and I can hear
Crickets singing in the grass,
For every defeat is a challenge
For every left turn there's a right
For every night you spend alone
Brings you one day closer
To the heaven you're waiting on -
In the eyes of my lover, a glint of time
Kisses on my lips like sacrament
Together we come to a conclusion
Lost in the tremors of our exhaustion.
New York in the Summer
Summer makes me nervous,
As I don't seem to want to work anymore
A dangerous thing for a New Yorker to say
I'd rather commune in my pool
Cruise the neighborhood on my bike
Play miniature golf in the afternoon
Sit in my lounge chair surrounded by friends
Breezes moving my hair and the words
We partake in as the sun fades
I'm glad the heat-wave broke
So I can wear pants to work
And get back to the business of making a living
Though in those moments seductive
I wonder how they get by in the tropical islands
And the coasts of the warm oceans
Adjust Back
Sip of blackberry wine
Like dust across my windshield
Slopped away, acid taste of wiper fluid
Casting doubt on visibility.
Concrete roads carved in copse of trees
Disconnected from our roots
Speeding home on a sunny day
Listening to Bruce -
Tell me, my friend, what you hear
From that far off place you dwell
Let me spread my song like eagles wings
And coast along the sky.
Sip of wine on an evening clear
Bike spokes clack along cracks
I rewind upon my day
To find a song to replay.
