Writer • Musician
typing late at night the halls are silent kitchen’s quiet, all I hear is the tapping of the keys the low hum of the fridge and the sound of the lonesome rider driving in the night, as ever down Normandie I hear him the lone rider he’s outside my window waiting not quite lonely, no …
Yea I’m grateful to breathe at the least, and hey I've got my lady with me as she calls out rigatoni, time to eat it’s you and me, baby with our pup Sunny and a box of kleenex I’m grateful for you for our friends and our family and like I say thankful just to …
have the ashes settled over discord & broken glass to take a stand? as the storm approaches equalizing all to a barren land and surely, we know we must, and so shall we trust one another invest in eachother to save ourselves our home? this globe here we are, we stand alone I know but …
Lyrics by Ren Michael I want to send you my love I want to tell you I’m proud I want to hear your voice, son I want you with me now You over my shoulders Your young hand in mine As you stand next to me As I know you’re alive I can’t find the …
There is a feeling I get Watching this show Villagers in the wasteland Villagers out in the forests of our escaping Here we are When we learn to let go Of our obsessions Our desires, our possessions Our mental discussions And simply enjoy the quiet The waves on the beach The whisper of the wind …
People passerby in the afternoon sun twin palms at my side I don't worry none, no I'm sittin' on top of the world. drinking my piñon as the harmonica plays, the other day I didn't know my own name but I see now the reflection, as I read the buried poems of a 60-year old …
Oh moon Home to seven trembling faces Nameless, blank expressions Your face, the friendliest I’ve known Oh moon Home to my heart and soul Your soft glow Carries me ‘cross the night Though I tremble by thy naked hand Oh moon Stranger to the angels and to blues sparrows flying like arrows in silhouette across …
at night rain falls neath soft neon lights between the old walls of Vienna, as people laugh & take in the sights and the piano plays for the end of days in a broken-down cafe I hear a song, sudden like a waltz some ancient dance I remember well the woman beneath the glass and …
I’ll tell ya something brother poetry is our return to truly democratic ordeals, the art form of the people empowered by the firm grip forged in fire now cold steel of the world the word at times spoken other times written it is a return to language unfiltered without ever being second guessed unless you …
An ancient creek breathes brand new Strayed off far enough found you unassuming, child lived a thousand years oblivious to the war the crime Do you know of time? Have you heard the news? What do you say? What’s to come through? Or do I ask too soon? Ancient creek Whispering softly, echoing mystery and flowing …
Beyond notion You are unfolding epic thundering enveloping the cosmos, and yet here you are within me, my heart beating quiet, unassuming ever gently within me, yea you are a companion always
I am looking at the blood dripping while listening to the violin Perlman playing Johann Sebastian Bach envisioning illustrating the pages of Chekov and I’m on the trail of Don Quixote as a Spanish guitar plays let’s stop pretending as we look at these paintings lining the halls of the evening museum we’re living we’re …
Man this music is making me feel some kind of way. I’m staying purposely vague. But I will say Dean Martin sounds like a titan, standing tall from the highest mountain in the darkest night beneath the rain and furious thunder. I never really understood so fully, as I feel I do now. & while …
You and I at twilight slow arrival of night, sweet delight day fades out of sight, a howling wind from within, rising Your arms surround me, take me in Zion hall of kings Rising tall as night falls, the silence it brings air is thin, time is still The sky quiet, silent hill You and …
I wrote these poems in the last few pages of a brown, tattered old pocket journal that I kept with me as I started into the Sierra Nevada, heading out of California and toward the east coast; seeing for the first time everything from General Sherman Tree to Yosemite Valley and the Tuolumne Meadows. I wrote …
Organic You stand outside the glass wall, separated from a fog You know what to do You only must choose The voice speaks to you All you’ve got to do is listen When it speaks to you Just listen And follow the path set out for you According to your own wishes. Break the glass …
My only grievance with heaven is the low premium it places on living. Put down your phone, the tube won’t deliver you the truth. Step away from your computer and your handheld tv’s Telling you what to think what to worship, and who to be Heaven awaits, it’s golden gates Outside your door The choral …
Lyrics by Ren Michael Copyright © 2017 Well the Devil poured whiskey down upon my grave He spoke as he smiled, rise young child, it’s a brand new-day As I rose from way down under, he laughed and waved goodbye Old souls like you and I young blood, you know we never die Well a …
I am in love with this moment I am in love with you and America, I see you So let down you guard America I see you No matter the statues left standing, I see you Or whoever stands for the anthem I see you still How did you ever get boxed into this prism? …
I've been sketching out this song lately, slowly becoming one of my favorites. I was never into cover songs much before, but this one just might have opened a new door. "I'm Your Man" Reflections by Ren Michael And so I’m back home, a week past since Toronto/NYC And I’m thinking of Leonard Cohen I’ve …
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