Sat, 31 March 2018
Sunny has to work hard!
Thu, 15 April 2010
Rick Davis is playing harmonica on this. I'd love to have a solo.
Moonbeams & Thin Air The way you love me is unfair Your good intentions all turn to lies all moonbeams and thin air I no longer know what I may share without clean water, the orchid dies the way you love me is unfair between us at first was something rare but history tells me it's no surprise it's all moonbeams and thin air. for you i laid my raw skin bare too often i've exposed myself unwise the way you love me is unfair some things in life are meant to wear long....but .... still time grows wings and flies it's all moonbeams and thin air i recall the touch of your hands in my hair but now i'm unreflected in your eyes the way you love me is unfair it's all moonbeams and thin air i love you more than you care....... (c)2008 Binnings ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Wed, 7 April 2010
Travis Lemle is the artist.
Sat, 6 March 2010
At last -- a new one. I know that it's been awhile. It's on the long side--more than five minutes.
Happy new year!
Tue, 16 February 2010
If you've gotta have one, well here it is: . . . the Guaranteed Love Spell . . .
This is the guaranteed love spell to be chanted under a blue trapper's moon
I am every woman whose eyes have held yours
who has steamed your nettles raised welts in your mind
made you weep, laugh, drift
I strip away your barricades your hesitation to love
and my breath stuns enchants you with the scent of ginger, sassafrass
I fill your bowl I am a mosaic of spices to awaken your taste
my touch sings to your skin like a harem of bells
I am the yeast leavening your dough to ecstasy
I host your roots, make you lucid I lay my claim to you Y
ou will never forget me
(c)2006 Binnings ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Thu, 4 February 2010
FIRST ELEGY Excerpt from the Duino Elegies by Rainer Maria Rilke - Translation
Mon, 25 January 2010
This is the first poem I've recorded in 2007.
Mon, 14 December 2009
Jimmy Cacciatore and Jason Hollar produced Flowers for You (c) 1999 Cacch a Smile Enterprises
Tue, 8 December 2009
i rarely think of him any more
that man who made me laugh and dream
i hardly recall the way he held me
nor how the fire dissolved to steam
i always was who i am without pretense
i never quite understood why he jumped the fence
"you're too beautiful for me" is what he said
strange words that spun around in my head
i rarely think of him any more
might not recognize him
on the street
though he shows up invisible
in my cold feet
i don't miss him now
even when he comes to mind
though the scar he left across my heart
is easy enough to find
the teaspoonful of ashes
that reminds me of when the burning began
i could blow into the wind now
with the breath across my hand
"you're too beautiful for me"
is what he said
strange words to leave spinning
in my head
Beauty in the scars, beauty in the dreams
beauty in the way fire dissolves to steam
beauty in the ashes taking flight on the wind
beauty in the tears washing me clean again
(c) 2005 Binnings ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Wed, 2 December 2009