Writer • Musician
When I'm on the move, I write in verse Small poems to most accurately or honestly reflect the things going on around me, and how I feel about those things Often times, most of the time, these poems aren't any good But other times, they turn out alright. Simple. To the point. Just getting the …
The guitar case bears the sacred marks from where you've been Not too far but you've got the scars The stars at night still grin You look out yonder and see bright green Deep in the swamps of mud memory That one summers eve, outside New Orleans long before Yosemite and the mighty Sequoia trees …
your eyes begin to open, you look out long, pour over your mythology, over the scattered clouds across the desert, your precious afternoon the desert you know well, probably the same old New Mexico state road On the morning so cold, when you stood all alone with the night the night the night you were …
Music and Lyrics by Ren Michael Nothing satisfies these eyes of mine As I stare into the night. Thoughts fade away and spirits are bent, All is bleak and deceit is the night, As I search for you And all I see is hollow pine And I think of you Think we'll meet again, somewhere, …
The Root Riding that train through the European plain, thinking Of what’s to be gained, and I think And theorize about things Realize We stand on the brink In that final realm as the thunder rolls The final frontier of the human soul. – Political discourse like broken leaves Stands in the shadows of laughing …
Music and Lyrics by Ren Michael My hands shake they’re not mine Rain falls, can’t recognize My eyes frozen in time Mirror broken, this home ain’t mine I see my brother’s sweet day In bright daylight it fades Stranger beside me prays I’m lost in falling rain I remember your sweet kiss Your loving arms, …
My new life in LA was wearing me thin and I decided that I needed to get away. The plan was to drive up to San Francisco and stay there for a few days. I was told that I should take the 1 Highway, that even though it was a longer route, it offered a …
It was early in the morning and I couldn’t see the peaks of the mountains. The mist in the air was cool and no cars drove on Highway 1, also known as the pacific coast highway, in central California. This was a place I’d only heard of but never seen. It lived in my mind …
Music and Lyrics by Ren Michael On the southern streets of the Delta May They hum a tune of old, stone-cold eyes through the day, Yea, I'm the Man in Black I sing an old shaman's song Oe'r dust upon glass for the long awaiting dawn. And as fallen rain shines 'neath the quarter noon …
Music and Lyrics by Ren Michael When I see your lover, baby When I see your man You know I'll never go under, honey Some day you'll understand That I'm your boy Not your toy I walk both day and night To even the score More and more I can't get you out of my …
Music and Lyrics by Ren Michael Like finding a river after walking through hills of sand, I saw you girl, reached out to grab your hand. When you stood surrounded by city shadow, how many knew your name? You dancing child, city ghost, staring through the dark like a sacred flame? I'm just a traveller, …
I fly high tonight, a child of the skies Looking long for my beautiful view On the cool breeze I rest a young herald of the west I sing the night's sound, my feet never touch the ground Though I know I may not let it show I was born long ago When I’s a …
Music and Lyrics by Ren Michael When I see your lover, baby When I see your man You know I'll never go under, honey Some day you'll understand That I'm your boy Not your toy I walk both day and night To even the score More and more I can't get you out of my …
Music and Lyrics by Ren Michael Well I can't sit still Thinkin' of you still Walkin' way from me Way up on the hill And I tried baby Yea you know I tried. You sent me a letter Just the other day How I done you wrong I'd never find a way You could not …
Stuck on this road Must be some detour Future cannot be sowed Some oft beaten path, some other avenue to explore Think I'll wait in the calm and hide from the storm -- No need to hide anymore The war is over I heard the cry from the horseback messenger Not long ago Struck me …
There's a moon out tonight that gives this old town more light than I can remember As a drunken cripple walks up a flight of stairs Or maybe I'm just seeing things It wouldn't be the first time I'm working a sweat, got too many clothes to wear Down here everything always feels damp And …
your eyes like sapphire sent gleaming in the night your hair like fire temptress, I'm dreaming in your light as you croon young woman you make me shake as you speak soft and true for me, your desert snake your tears are cold, I see your hand to hold No, I do not dare, your …
Late in the night tonight, just some minutes ago I wrote a piece for Charlie Parker, after a watching a documentary on him earlier tonight. The influence he had on me creatively, in those early years that I moved out here, and the influence he continues to have on me cannot be overstated and he …
You are the angel And I am the ghost You are the dream, near and in the trees And I am the creature lost in eternal dry-spun hope I am like the goblin caught in his own fire I come out again, with a grin Your beauty, inspired And on this rise we've been since …
In the cold, narrow streets of old Santa Fe a secluded, warm cafe I contemplate America how as a boy I never thought once of the name until I saw the desert gazed at the sun rising slow outside Roswell a state road, no other cars drove, I am there, I am here I saw …
Ren Michael 