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A Butterfly's Ballad in the Faraway Land

I get a glimpse of you A soft hue of light lavender rising in my dawn gliding fervently in sun-kissed breeze An ephemeral beauty enchanting the depths of these caramel eyes flaunting your gossamer wings in whimsical ballad sprinkling ethereal dew upon the embers of my heart And I feel it,a florescent flutter tickling my bare shoulder a slight inhale of fragrance's breath lingering within my thought chasing the back of my neck,teasing in wistful wonder My blushed smile preserves the moment Of your tender brush across the silk peach of my cheek Of your fervent kiss fading in evanescent bliss and unspoiled warmth of ardent touch upon my hair My heart capture the seconds till those iridescent wings fly high in sheer splendor to crimson blossoms which bloom,which sway which bleed and bend,which wrap their thorns around my feet,around my hand So,I would not follow dreams'coloured pastels So I would not run to you,and I would not find you by Spring's muddy gardens,in the faraway land. Contest : ' In the Faraway!!!' sponsored by G.Veneto Inspired by love and nature Written by- Charmaine Chircop


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The Ballad of Malcolm McCorey

Come and listen awhile I pray
To hear a sad love story,
I have only a minute to stay
To tell the tale of Malcolm McCorey.

I'm Malcolm, Sally was my bride
I've loved her since grade school,
She was my life and my pride
And, I was her ever loving fool.

Work let off early that night
And it was pouring down in sheets,
When my eyes beheld the sight
Of Sally whoring 'tween the sheets.

My Sally was not forthcoming
And, I was blind by love's adoring,
I swear I never saw it coming
The day my Sally went a whoring.

This wasn't some casual adoring
That I might could understand,
This was at our home a whoring
In our bed with another man.

It was a cold and rainy night
And it was pouring down in sheets,
I wasn't prepared for the sight
Of Sally whoring 'tween the sheets.

The truth came like a blinding light
She couldn't wait to shut the door,
When I came home early that night
While she gaily played the whore!

She glared up at me in surprise
At seeing me suddenly arrive,
I stared back into her lying eyes
Down the barrel of my forty five!

It was a stormy and dismal night
And it kept pouring down in sheets,
I'll never forget the awful sight
Of Sally whoring 'tween the sheets.

The Padre' comes to comfort me
My life's now run it's course,
Today my pain will cease to be
Soon, I'll feel no more remorse.

I forgive myself of all at last
My soul will soon go soaring,
Today will soon be o'er and past
The pain, of Sally gone a whoring.


* Malcolm was executed in may of 1969. May God have mercy on his soul.


                        Timothy I. Brumley


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The Ballad of Intimate Darkness

Through light of day and darkness of my heartbeat
My love for you, you shall see
Twelve Angel's smiles beyond this artists' cold feet
Whose legs once belonged to me
The sun and moon can marry not another
More perfect than you to me
And the evening can not break the time we share
My love for you, you shall see
A soft man you gave kisses to walked half the Earth
With legs that belonged to me
Whose only pure thought was that of a dove
To love and set you free

Now this is the time that your eyes may have read
My love for you, you shall see
If I am the shadow that can not move on
With legs that belong to me
The ink I have written will become the blood
And sin will haunt over me
Because of my veins, myself I have opened
My love for you , you shall see

The eyes of men, with envy and magic
Tempted your true love from me
And not to be jealous I smile as the victim
My love for you, you shall see
With feet that the demons or Angel's may swear
Are legs that belong to me

Yet her necklace massages her as if I
Were holding her closer to me
My body more dust than can be
Often my reflection she sees in the mirror
My love for her, she will see
And memories may move her hand to caress
Legs that once belonged to me

For the moon and the sun will eclipse out of love
As the legs that once belonged to me
Through heaven and hell I shall still feel her moisture
On the legs that once belonged to me
From the turning of wind on the teardrops of kin
And the burning with-in of my shadows and sin
Away, free as a bird she shall be
My fond love for her, she shall see


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The Ballad of Mr Peckermen

Mrs. Peckermen was in love with her handsome Mr. Peckermen until one day he broke her heart. You see Mr. Peckermen loved women...all kinds of woman fat ones, skinny ones, French ones, Spanish ones, and you never new how much Mrs. Peckermen cried cuz he just couldn't make up his mind. 
No you never new how much Mrs. Peckermen cried cuz he just couldn't make up his mind.

Since the Peckermen were married he had broken his vows, so to his home she did depart.,She had her own house in Kentucky she decided now to take flight. So to her parents and Kentucky home she left one night. So to her parents and Kentucky home she left on night.

One day she was riding her horse and she stopped a man on the way. They chatted about their ranches and Mrs. Peckermen confessed she want to sell hers and move to Paris France.
The rancher always wanted to go to France too.
The rancher always wanted to go to Franch too.

They got to know each other and became very close. Mr. Peckermen arrived one day and begged her to come back to him. But there was no way Mrs, Peckermen would even think of it and told him to please leave. But there was no way Mrs, Peckermen would even think of it and told him o please leave.

The last we heard rancher and Mrs. Peckermen left off to Franch to be married, Mr. Peckermen went back home and had many affairs that didn't work....finally he took his own life.
Mr Peckermen finally he took his own life,


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THE LOVER OF FAIR ELAINE Ballad based on Flue Epidemic of 1917

THE FAIR ELAINE
 
My mother had an uncle, Hayes,
Who loved the banker's child
Hayes was just a dray man
It made the banker wild

When Hayes proposed to fair Elaine
He asked for her sweet hand
Her father said that he’d agree
If Hayes could buy some land.

So off Hayes went
To make his stake
He traveled night and day
Until he found a growing town 
He knew he had to stay

he drove his mule team
 train to train
delivered tons of goods
and every day he wrote to her
he’d promised that he would

and once a week he mailed the pack
he sent his seven letters
she saved them all
so comforted that
times were getting better

and in two years
Hayes had the cash
To marry fair Elaine
He hitched his mules
To go for her
And traveled ‘cross the plain

And when he came up to her house 
Black wreathes were on her door
He knocked and found his fair Elaine
Was on this earth no more

Hayes went home in sorrow
Took a shotgun from the shelf
He shot his pair of finest mules
And then he shot himself







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THEWhaling SHIP CAPTAIN's LOVER ballad dedicated my gmother's life

THE SHIP CAPTAIN’S LOVER   (from my grandmother's life--her betrothed lost at sea on a whaling vessel in Norway 1890)

by Victoria Anderson-Throop

The winds blow free
And the winds blow cold
There never was a man so bold
As the man I loved who went to sea
The month he was to marry  me

Times were hard
And times were tough
Winds were cold
North seas were rough

But a whaling man will fight for breath
Dare the sea , defy their death
He ordered his crew
“come follow me
Who fears to sail
Is cowardly”

“No, don’t leave me--
Please --I called”
He slapped me then
He was appalled

I had shamed him with my fear
I should have handed him his gear
And wished him well upon his way
Gone on like any other day

A woman’s place is by the shore
Nothing less and nothing more
She never begs and never cries
Unless her own beloved dies

While I waited on the shore
Fear seeped out of every pore
Days went by
And then a week
Tears were shed by brave and meek

Life was bitter, life was sour
A bell was sounded from the tower
For each beloved man
Now lost--
What a bitter
Deadly cost.

And , for me,
My life's in tatters.
Men don’t know the thing that matters--
I wish I had my man so sweet
Not my world
Thrown at my feet.

Oh darlin’ babe now in my arms
Don’t fall victim to wild charms
When the sea calls in your head
Stay at home-- die in your bed



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' Outlaw Ballad ... ' (Part 1 of 2) (Cowboy Poem # 9)

You Rode Into My Town
Gunned all The Lonely Deputies Down
Blew-Up The Bank Of Trust, In Our Face …
Where, There Was Hope … Is Now Empty Space …
               … Now, I Gotta Chase You ! …

        Outlaw !
Armed and Dangerous
        Outlaw !
Jesse James, Would Be Jealous
  … of You – Outlaw !
You’re Outrageous …
… and You’re An Outlaw ! …

Stealing Hearts, Like They Was Gold
… Silver Bullets, Are The Lies, You Told
Just A Masked-Man, Running Away …
No Longing-Arms, Can Make You Stay
                 … This Is Where You Pay (Now) ! …

        Outlaw !
# 1 On Our Wanted List …
        Outlaw !
They Told Me You Never Miss ! …
        Outlaw !
… In A Duel, or A Quick Kiss …
… You’re An Outlaw !

Rustlin’ Cows and Cheating at Cards
Done Knocked Down, Many A Weak and Off-Guard
I Will Chase You Long and Hard
To Show You, How It Feels To Be Scarred …
                  … My Personal Reward ! …

        Outlaw !
$ 10,000.00 Reward
        Outlaw !
A Dollar, For Each Broken Heart
        Outlaw !
… Better Get A Head-Start …
        Outlaw !

Chorus:

Oh, I didn’t do Anything / That’s What All Outlaws Sing!
Oh, I didn’t do Anything / Then, This is Just A Real Bad Dream!
Oh, I didn’t do Anything / Stop! … Then, Where’s Her Dadgum Ring? …
                                Outlaw …

You Avoid Honor, Like A Hangman’s Noose
Out There, Wild and Still Running Loose
Wanted Posters, Up On Every Wall
When They Look At It … Tears Just Fall …
                   … You’re A Real Quick-Draw ! …

        Outlaw !
Look At That Brim …
        Outlaw !
Cocked-Low, Like A Trigger-Rim …
        Outlaw !
… Yeah, That’s Him ! …
 … It’s The Outlaw ! …

This is Showdown For Nerves-On-Edge
No More Hide-Outs; Not Another Hedge
No More Ladies, Lying On A Ledge
No More Lies, Or A Broken Pledge …
                   … See This Badge !!! …

        Outlaw !
I Shoot Straight From A Curve-Hip …
        Outlaw !
You Won’t Get To Give Me The Slip …
        Outlaw !
You’re Gonna Get Wild-Whipped …
        Outlaw !

Chorus:

Girl, I Know You’re Hurtin’ / But He Was Only Flirtin’
Luv, Stop Your Crying / Break Free From His Lying
Hon, I’m Doing You A Favor / He Ain’t Never Gonna Put No Ring On Your Finger …
                           He’s An Outlaw ! 

                           (Part One of Two)


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' Outlaw Ballad ... ' (Part 2 of 2) (Cowboy Poem # 9)

Nuthin’, But Trouble and Texas-Tuff
But for You – Stuff’s About To Get Rough
By Now, You Should Have Had Enough
Now, Make Your Choice, Hang ‘Em High, or Cuffs ? …
          … Come Out With Your Hands Us ! …

            Outlaw !
Are You That Hot-Bloodied, Heart Killer ? …
            Outlaw !
Well, You Look A Lot Like Him, Mister …
            Outlaw !
… by the way, that You Kissed Her …
        You’re An Outlaw !

Beneath Stars or by Light Of The Moon
I’m Riding Fast … Will Catch Up Soon
Midnight … Will Be Our Stroke Of High Noon
I Stand-Steady … I Will Not Swoon …
          … This Is Your Once In A Blue Moon ! …

Chorus: 

… and Outlaw ! … I’m Calling You Out !
Outlaw ! … Come Out, Of Your Hide-Out !
      Outlaw ! … There Is No Doubt …
            … You’re My Outlaw …

       Outlaw ! … I’m Bringing You In !
  … You’ll Never Ride The Range Again
        Outlaw ! … ‘Cause Only Then …
       … You’ll Be My Outlaw … Outlaw !


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Secret Ballad of Bonnie and Clyde

I'm Clyde's missing rib his drug to get high, but I'm also the lover who told him a lie.
We went to town and for a day we did linger, so I went get his name tattooed on my finger,
But the guy he messed up, and the ink it bled out, you should of heard me create, scream
and shout.
Now I should of come clean and told him it went wrong, instead I sang Clyde a different song.
I told him it looked pretty just wait for the picture, instead of telling the truth of
this permanent fixture.
I told him it's pretty night after night, and secretly strived to get it put right, the
damage was done I had told him a lie, and now this means the end of Bonnie and Clyde!
See Clyde really loved Bonnie, but his policy was clear, "Bonnie you ever lie, and I'm the
hell out of here, no matter how much it would kill me and hurt,
if you lie to me Bonnie, this love just won't work!"
But I never thought that this was a lie, and from one simple song, I would eternally cry.
"I was trying Clyde to give you the best,
but I lied, and now you Clyde, just can't let this lie rest, remember me Bonnie, the girl
who you love,
whose fidelity matches the white of a dove.
All I can hear is you asking me why? Why, Why Bonnie, Why did you lie"? Lie to the world,
lie to all them,
Bonnie, baby, don't lie to your man! How now can I stay without saying it's fine?
Anytime Bonnie, cross that lying line"?
Clyde took his bullets, he loaded his gun,time now to finish what Bonnie begun.
He aimed the gun real close to his head,and as Bonnie cried no...! Clyde was dead.
He did as he told her in deed and in part,for her lying to him, he Martyred his heart!
What happened to Bonnie well do I really need say?she followed Clyde in the exact same way!
She took the gun held it close to her head,and said "without you Clyde, I'm already dead"!
they found them next morning Bonnie's hand on the trigger,and his name spelt out on her
wedding finger!
Your probably thinking that Clyde was being mean, but you got to remember their love was
extreme,extreme in its nature, extreme in its truth and extreme to the end where both
lives were took!
If this was to happen to lovers today do you think they would act in the very same way?
Bonnie and Clyde 21st century lovers, would they find a way to ever recover? I like to
believe that their love would survive,
head on his chest, he 'd wipe tears from her eyes,
so if to your lover your tempted to lie, please remember the ballad of Bonnie and Clyde.