Friday, February 12, 2010

January Hands

January hands bless these city streets with soundless softness
bringing simple comfort and smiles as wide as the sky.

February 12, 2010

©2010 Peter Tobia          

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Regrets

Once the song leaves the singer's heart
The voice spits out empty words and lies.

He stepped off the stage, packed his guitar and walked past empty tables and chairs.
He had waded into mediocrity gradually, laboring in vain
to save something that was only half right and throwing away good songs on bad love.
He was tired of feeling sick and tired and wasting precious time.

February 2, 2010
Fort Worth, TX

©2010 Peter Tobia