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Lost Love - Gary Fields

Loss Lost Love

by~ GARY FIELDS

Why my love left?
I soon forget the reason's why
All that I remember
Is that she left such
An empty space
An empty trace
So many memories
Which can not be erased
And I die just a little inside
And time mean's nothing to me'
Fore you mean so much to me
              - And -
Then ever so slightly
I wish for quiet subtle change
             --------
And I don't know since when
But time just set's end on end
And smoke appears below
Which can choke a friend
A friend in need
Certainly not you love
And once again, ever so slightly
I wish for quiet suttle change
              --------
It has been three weeks (03) now
And things' are all in a clammer'
Thing's just seem to set end on end
And nothing seem's to matter
An I make a vowel for thee
In a time that is lost for- ever
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O'h, how I wish to belong
             -------

by~ Poet Destroyer

I can see the pain!
I came to you no longer.
Looking for answers, 
I cried till I could no more..

I shared'
I stared' 
At the empty space hiding in my heart,
I knew then that day was the end.
Thoughts ran like rivers,
flowing a stream down my face.
You picked the pieces up as I walked away.
With no more to open and say.
                       ~~~~~
When holding wasn't holding to me no more,
You opened up your heart, in hopes I could feel.

We cried into the night, 
until the early morn.
We scolded each other's pain,
searching and seeking each others heart.

As time drew, second begun to fade.
I saw our lovers nest fading, 
as the night grew thick.

The moment had arrived, 
why did we say goodbye?
                      ~~~~~
Now we sit alone,
reminiscing the past that vaporized into thin air. 
An empty trace'
An empty space'
                      ~~~~~
Oh! How I wish to belong!


A collaboration with * GARY FIELDS

My collaboration contest


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How The Big Mac Got The Gherkin

Once upon an ancient time, 
in long gone languid days, 
when distant misted myths bechanced 
in lovely rhym'ed ways, 
when time was so much freer, 
less allotted to the minute, 
‘twas then the mighty Big Mac 
got the gherkin in it. 


The night was one made fit for gods, 
and stars made white the sky, 
and drunk, dylsexic old McDonald 
sang Oh Eee, Oh Eee, I. 
His greatest yet creation 
sat on his barbie plate, 
it was the mighty Big Mac, 
with no inkling of its fate. 


McDonald thought the pattie lacked 
ce qu'il ne savait pas. 
He decided what he'd give it 
was this green thing from a jar. 
But Big Mac cried out, ‘Hang about! 
I like the way I am! 
And I think that what I need the least, 
is a prostate gland exam.' 


McDonald growled, ‘Don't be a sook! 
It's not gonna hurt a bit. 
Just close your eyes and grit your teeth, 
and keep loose where you sit.' 
Big Mac firmly grasped his bun 
and held it really tight, 
he had Phallicvegiephobia 
and would resist with all his might. 


But McDonald was too smart by far, 
Big Mac was not his match, 
the old bloke snuck up from behind 
to by surprise him catch. 
Beneath an unsuspecting arm 
he applied a little tickle, 
the burger gave a little laugh, 
and got a little pickle... 


So the Big Mac we all know today 
was born of subterfuge. 
And although the gherkin in it 
aint really all that huge, 
remember that it's only there 
by the skullest of skullduggery, 
and that bit we discard's the fruit 
of midnight burger buggery. 


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Music Take Me Back

When I'm blue and need something to make me smile
I can turn on my forty fives and listen for a while
Jimmy Gilmer sang about a Sugar Shack
Holding hands, walking down that railroad track
Then I let the music take me back.

Take me back to a time when love was new
Take me back to a time when skies were blue
When we could catch that falling star
Make love in the back seat of my car
Music, oh sweet music, take me back

Doo-wop memories touched my soul
Mixed with the early days of rock and roll
I close my eyes and through the haze
I see sunshine and better days
Music take me back to those times again.

There was Bandstand on TV in black and white
Radio on 'til you fell asleep at night
There were dances at the school
And swimming in the community pool
Music take me back, let me remember when.

Did we believe those days would forever last
Were things so much better in the past
I dream of days when a movie
Meant kissing in the balcony
Music take me back, let my heart roam.

It seems like a thousand years ago
We found true love and watched it grow
I know this is where my heart belongs
When I listen to those songs
Music take me back, please take me home.


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Changes

Lady, Don't say I didn't try to warn ya
But I'm taking this thumb all the way to California
I'm just gonna go
Even though I love you so
Got a ramblin' urge that just won't let me rest

Took my guitar and the clothes that's on my back
Got my life planned out and everything's on track
So I ask you please don't cry
Now it's time to say goodbye
I'll think of you when I settle down out west

Today's the day that I'm gonna shift my load
Leave the past behind and hit the open road
But no matter what I do 
I'll still dream of you
I've got you in my heart and there you're gonna stay

If it's changes for the better I don't know
I stilll feel that it's time for me to go
Yes, we had some happy years
I don't want to see your tears
If changes come again, then I'll be back some day.


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Love Story Gone Wild

when beauty met the beast
she was a cutie, he was a beast
she thought that she'd speak to him at least
and at least find out what made 
a beast, a beast

as the beast looked at her 
he wondered; what a feast
but the way she spoke to him
was gentle and curiosity increased

he found her some what pleasant
and laid his aggression aside
for now he'd grown accustom
and hoped she would abide

as time past he looked at her
as he never did before
tender conversations
brought his knees to the floor

she'd become his weakness
his task forever more
he liked to hear her voice
and see her walk through the door

on holidays there were presents
on birthdays a feast
each special day that brought her presence
was a holy day to say the least

now i am wholly human 
and i can tell you well
that jealousy fits us humans
and beast very well

one look at competition
can take us all to hell
we can never avoid perdition
when one other than God
we our souls sell

and from God comes the testing
old men and prophets tell
the beast asked God for patience
and God knows how to teach it well

the next time the beast see's beauty
there is a ring on her hand
he didn't care to mention it
but that was one thing he couldn't stand

worn down he ask her
what the ring meant on her hand
slowly she confided, it meant she'd
marry another man

the beast now was furious
he did not understand
that all these years confiding
he was suppose to be the man

what then would become of her
his conscious did demand
all the years he spent with her
were coming to an end 

yet love had one more service
his heart would command
tell the maid he loved her
and ask her for her hand

let all the powers of wickedness 
and goodness take their stand
upon this maids answer
i'll bravely take my chance


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BEAUTIFUL BLUE WORLD

I bent down 
kissed the top of her head gently 
For , I must go, 
in to the night 

This beautiful blue world 
I cannot see it all in one day 
Sails set and unfurled 
Moon, full 
Silver at play 

A kiss to last... 
A day... 
A lifetime... 
For, I must go.. 
In to the night 

On the deep blue 
As wide... 
As my heart is open 
Beautiful blue world 
I love it too 

One day at a time 
A kiss to last... 
A journey... 
As far as the heart, 
is prepared to go 
A kiss to last 
Journeys' past 

One day at a time 
This beautiful blue world 
Held in my hand 
Like a kiss... 
A set sail... 
Such things 
To my heart, 
always last


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before i die

four different things i have to do
before i vanish, from the earth without a clue
they will murmur while taking me to my resting place
that i did what i promised to do or at least i did my best
hey you, just listen to my worries
i was a good boy who liked his mama,papa and school
there also was my all time sweetheart 
 they called her rose and she has angel eyes and lips like cherries
i loved her like a innocent lover 
but could not tell her 
someday after she moved to a new town
i stood there weeping and my head was down
i never heard or saw her again
as i am having little time left for me
my first thing to do is find and tell her my feelings soon.
i don't know what i am crying for
don't i believe  there is never an end
in my past i always running for money
i never cared for others 
and now i am suffering for that i am sure.
where are my near and dear ones as i am lying down here alone
where is my son and where is my sweet little girl tory
my second thing to do before i die is
call all of them and tell them sorry.
i loved my wife and she loved me too
she was like the most beautiful flower and i was the tree
we both climbed the success mountain
holding each others hand and promised we never would fall apart
but she died peacefully and set herself free
i was hurt like a wounded bird 
and never went to see her resting place
now i quietly counting the number of years since she was gone
and it is a long time of seven
third thing is to tell her , we will soon meet in heaven
 all of my life i never believed you
never prayed, i never went to your holy home 
 as i became a sad and lonely person
and as my bones became weak and my hairs grey
i understand true value of yours
and last thing i want to do is 
for once i will go to church and pray.


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Estimate The Cost

You look back and dream of days long gone
You can feel the tears as they're coming on
Just realizing how much you lost
It's no way to estimate the cost

Once you walked with purpose and your will was strong
Wouldn't back down now somehow it all seems wrong
Never found out how the dice were tossed
Just count the chips and estimate the cost

Oh the price was more than you thought it would be
You just turned your back so you wouldn't see
There were limits set but those lines you crossed
Never took the time to estimate the cost

Now time is closing down that open road
Memories become such a heavy load
Autumn years will bring an early frost
Too late to sit and estimate the cost

Now you're just a few steps ahead of the hell you made
It wasn't supposed to be how the game was played
Total disregard, oh how the rules were tossed
Now the time has come to estimate the cost.


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I Think of You

I think of you every time
And wish I could say those words to you
The words that would disclose what I feel
Deep in my soul
And in my heart
Every time I think of you
Every time I wish I could see you
Every time I wish I could get closer to you
And whisper those words
That will set out our life in motion
That will give you a reason to think of me
And give us a reason to be!


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My Easter Wish

Its Easter time for family and friends,
Joy and laughter goes on to no end.
The big Easter hunt will soon be here,
Kids are all happy to know that its near.

Its a special time in most parents life,
To have their kids around them,its an awesome sight.
They will search the house up side down,
To find the most Easter eggs, and wear the crown.

I found the most ,one kid will say,
So i wear the crown ,through out this day.
Not all Easters turn out like we plan,
For one kid is lost,like a grain of sand.

As parents we try and deal with this lost,
Of one kid not here,and the trials it has cost.
We pray that God will look after her, in her struggle to see,
How things went wrong , between her and me.

If i could turn back time ,and right the wrong,
Make things better,grow love that strong.
Pay more attention to their wants and needs,
Help them through trouble times, is where i should be.

Easter comes but once a year,
It should be the time of love and not of fear.
Trying to see things through her eyes,
Makes me feel sad, for i know she tries.











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The Roads I've Taken

Sometimes I may have lost connection
Sometimes they took me in the wrong direction
Maybe I'll spend the rest of my days alone
But the roads I've taken were all my own
I never took the time to ponder my fate
Too much waiting ahead, I don't want to be late
I must have run to keep the wolves at bay
The roads I've taken have led me astray
There's a new light shining in the morning sun
My horse is saddled and she's ready to run
Now my future's brighter. I can see it clear
The roads I've taken have brought me here
I feel a freedom in  my heart today
Stop to help my brother along the way
Then  I pray Dear Jesus, when my time is through
Let the roads I've taken lead back to You.


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Darkness

Hello Darkness, my old friend
My arms out stretched
I'm here again
Inside my dream I walked alone
Inside the night I roamed.
Reaching out to all who hear
Reaching out through silent tears
But no one hears and no one came
My dream repeats this silent song

A song my voice longs to share
A song of flight I sang, I dared
A song of light in colored sight
Reaching out to all those Here
Singing out through silent tears
But no one hears and no one came
My dream repeats this silent song

Through my eyes, my heart, my tears
I sing a song that Darkness fears.
But no one hears...
A song my voice longs to share
This song I sing, a vision dared

Hello Darkness my old friend
Your story told in this dream again
And in the piercing light I saw
Your eyes on me...
and your eyes are raw
Your time has passed
Your shadow dim
Here we stand, at the gates again.
Voices silent in a time called When
A bend this day...
Through spiraling winds.

And in this piercing light I saw
Your eyes on me
and your eyes are raw...

Hello Darkness my old friend
My arms out stretched,
I'm here again...

Your eyes,
My hand,
Your mind,
My pen
Our voices silent
In a time called When
My dream repeats this song again.


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Just Can't Let Go

I’ve tried to forget you and what we’ve shared
I’ve tried not to believe that I really do care
But it makes my heart ache to tell myself no
There are too many reasons that I can’t let go

I remember the laughter and all of the fun that we’ve had
I think of how you’ve made me smile all the times I’ve been sad
I’m just so crazy about you and I’m letting you know
I love you too much to let you go

I want you to want me and to hold me so tight
I need you to need me and to hold me close at night
I want you to think of me wherever you are
I want you to remember my love is never far
Tell me our love will continue to grow
Please tell me that you just can’t let go

I’ll continue to love you and to treat you right
There’s no time for yelling and no reason to fight
My love is so strong it could move a mountain
That’s why my love pours out like water from a fountain
It’s so easy to love you and I just want you to know
That’s another reason I just can’t let go

Whenever I’m with you my heart begins to sing
You really do make my heart smile with all of the joy you bring
You fill me with excitement from head to toe
That’s one more reason that I just can’t let go

We need each other like the earth needs the rain
We have nothing to lose and so much to gain
You have someone to love you without causing you pain or sorrow
Someone who will love you today and still be here tomorrow
Someone who will always love you so
Someone who just can’t let go

Just give into your heart and live life on the wild side
Believe in me baby and I’ll take you on one heck of a ride
Look into my eyes and tell me what you see
A world full of love is what you will get from me
Just take a chance and don’t tell your heart no
Don’t miss out on true love, tell me you just can’t let go

This is the way that real love should be
You won’t get hurt this time, no not by me
It’s time to believe in someone you can trust
This is true love not casual lust
You can believe in my love I have eyes only for you
My heart is all yours loving, honest and true
There’s really something you should know
This heart of mine just can’t let go

The power of love is something we can’t understand
It’s rare and beautiful and can only be found with the touch of God’s hand
He brought us together for what we may not know
Let’s just hold onto what we have
We just can’t let go


Copyright © 2000  Shari E Davis



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Lost Free Will

We are all a proud Canadain people,
But as of late, I dont like what i see,
There is no more debate on certain things,
We are just simply told, this is how its going to be.

Prices on everything is going out of control,
With no end in sight.
No one even seems to care,
Or even put up a fight.

We follow along like lost sheep,
Waiting for someone to stand up and say,
Ok.Ok. enough is enough, we cant take no more,
Its time this Gouverment moved in a different way.

At each election , we are promised this and that,
Things will get better they say,
But for those who cant find a job,
It gets harder to live, day by day.

The welfare line keeps growing and growing,
Because there are no jobs to be had.
For a father of five young mouths to feed,
Makes his heart feel awful sad.
 
I think its time this Gouverment stood up and say,
To the rich people of this land,
You made your money of poor peoples back,
Now it time to give them a hand.

But like most Gouverments , nothing will be done,
Unless we ALL stand up and say,
We put you into power to help the PEOPLE , 
Not just the rich along the way.




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Love Story Gone Wild (revised)

when beauty met the beast
she was a cutie, he was a beast
she thought that she would speak to him 
and find out what made 
the beast, a beast

as the beast looked at her 
he wondered; what a feast
but the way she spoke to him
made gentleness and curiosity increased

he found her some what pleasant
and laid his aggression aside
for now he'd grown accustom
and hoped she would abide

as time past he looked at her
as he never did before
tender conversations
brought his knees to the floor

she'd become his weakness
his task forever more
he liked to hear her voice
and see her walking through the door

on holidays there were presents
on birthdays a feast
each special day that brought her presence
was a holy day to say the least

now i am wholly human 
and i can tell you well
that jealousy fits us humans
and beast very well

one look at competition
can take us all to hell
we can never avoid perdition
when one other than God
we our souls sell

and from God comes the testing
old men and prophets tell
the beast asked God for patience
and God knows how to teach it well

the next time the beast see's beauty
there is a ring on her hand
he didn't care to mention it
but that was one thing he couldn't stand

worn down he ask her
what the ring meant on her hand
slowly she confided, it meant she'd
marry another man

the beast now was furious
he did not understand
that all these years confiding
he was suppose to be the man

what then would become of her
his conscious did demand
all the years he spent with her
were coming to an end 

yet love had one more service
his heart would command
tell the maid he loved her
and ask her for her hand

let all the powers of wickedness 
and goodness take their stand
upon this maids answer
i'll bravely take my chance


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Perfect Date

I went to get ready, for our very last date.

She'd kill me for sure, if I showed up late.

I polished my shoes, put on a clean shirt.

Then bought her some roses. What could it hurt?

I thought to myself, as I knocked on her door.

I was ready to end this, I couldn't take anymore.

The day I first met her, she had ribbons in her hair.

Every time she spoke my name, my heart would float on air.

When we first started dating, it didn't take long.

For me to realize, that this was all wrong.

She made a big deal, out of every little thing.

She was not for me, that's how it seemed.

It had to end quick, I had made up my mind.

I had to act now, or I would run out of time.

She thanked me for the roses, then gave me a kiss.

That was one thing for sure, I would really miss.

We went out to eat, and then went to our spot.

I really think, she enjoyed it a lot.

Our spot was a cliff, looking over a lake.

By the time we got there, it was already late.

I put on some slow music, and we danced all night.

She had a sweet smile, and her eyes shined bright.

When we got back to the car, I kissed her goodbye.

I felt kind of sad, and I can't explain why.

I walked to my side, and pushed the pedal to the floor.

She tried to escape, but her dress was caught in the door.

As she flew off the edge, screaming in fear.

I only shed, one lonely tear.

The car hit the water, and ended its flight.

I felt a sense of relief, as I left the crash site.


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crash and burn

i want to say one thing
this day and age becoming a crash and burn 
people getting there heart broken
its something u have to learn


people make mistake and tell some lies
some forgive, ofthere say there last good byes
some hang there selves, others cry through the night.
wishing to there selves," why did i say good bye , why can't we be alright"

thats life.
its something u have to learn , if you dont all  it be is a crash and burn
and you dont want to learn it like that ,take it like this..

once you get in a relationship,  end it as being friends
dont make  a tear  drop,  just hold on the best you can
if you dont,  another crash and burn will happen again
just telling you as a friend

i learn the hard way i broke it off  just like that
if i think about what i did  i wish i could gone back
but you can't thats life, thats a fact but i  have learn now
you have to learn the way of life if you dont, it be a crash and burn  every day and 
night .... thats life


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Cement Seedling

I don't need very much to stay alive,
a little urban rain from time to time.
It's not luxurious, here in the ground,
but I'm content with it, this life of mine.

There's not a lot for me to view from here;
the iron forest always sees to that.
It must be nice to venture past those trees;
but trapped am I, within this concrete crack.

At times, my mistress seems unfair; although,
I'm quite accustomed to this static fate;
her morning eye and moistful firmament
ensure my needs are met, despite my state.

I'm well aware her sight does take a while
to reach my herbal arms from where I stand,
but being patient is a noble trait,
and one that's helped me flourish in this land.

Oh there's no need to worry over me;
I'm quite resilient for a city weed.
I know I can't get up and rule my life;
but as I said, there's not much that I need.

But what of you, my busy human friend?
How goes the life your maker granted you?
Forgive my prying, but I'm most concerned
with all the stress that you've been going through.

You have the freedom to decide your home,
the priv'lege to decide what you will eat,
the sov'reignty to change your day's routine,
and you were gifted with nomadic feet.

I cannot say decisions aggravate,
for they are favors I have never had.
But how can one despise such dowery?
I can't imagine how that'd be so bad. 

So listen to this humble seedling's word:
before you think your life is but a curse,
take out the time to reassess your gifts;
your life could surely be a great deal worse.


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TAPESTRY

 
This knot..... 
A second of your time 
This colour........ 
a thought 
 
This ongoing composition, 
your time here, 
your doing, 
your volition 
 
Live your life 
as a tapestry 
Each knot, 
a thread in time 
Each colour, 
light or not 
This composition ..... 
sublime 
 
This colour of thought 
The knots you sought 
This winding thread, 
easy to break 
Together they hold 
On the paths you tread 
This tapestry you unfold 
 
This emerging picture of time, 
this colour 
The fullness of your knot, 
a little less duller, 
if your thoughts, 
are sublime 
 
Winding  thread, 
this image spread 
The pattern 
knots and colour, 
on lifes' satin 
 
Gold and silver knots 
Precious seconds 
This tapestry unravelling 
your thoughts, 
colour, travelling 
 
Tapestry, 
every knot a precious second 
every colour, 
a thought 
Tapestry, 
our lives caught 
 
Shown for all, 
every thought laid 
Tapestry, 
our lives displayed 
This composition, 
our lives, 
our volition 
 
Deepening colour play 
The  richness in your time 
Tapestry, 
woven through, 
winding thread 
The  things you do, 
the things you say 
The life you want to portray


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Echo...

"...you have one duck... I saw it."
"no crickets, but yes, the sound"

~I have some fish, swimming around...

Who are you? And where do you be?
As I walk this forest, how do you, see me?
A cricket's sound, some fish around,
But you and you lost to my sea.
Why, do you two follow me?

An open door, extended before,
A hand, a smile, I waited awhile, with
hopes and maybe some fantasy.
I hoped you woulda, woulda hit on me.
But in retro, I did so see...

My time of past, dyes deep and fast,
a flow, a hum, my life was numb.
In a time of change, I rearranged,
the elements of my being.
I changed, to my Me Becoming.
And I stopped in my tracks,
while in my running.

Hanging there was Venus dear,
A photo I gave you, from above.
The Sun ablaze, the Moon amazed,
while I heard your Heart. My love...

But questioned I when you raised an I,
and you didn't reply to my song?
I sang again! And I glared at you then,
but you turned, as though I were wrong?
A butterfly, a kiss by your eye... and yet,
I still wonder why your park is gone.
And the Indian Sang, but you heard no song?

~Know. The journey is Long...


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For Amy

They say she was six
Seductive beyond her years
Hidden behind her childs eyes
A sea of silent tears

What a pretty little girl
They all used to say
Look as she walks
Her hips seem to sway

Someday she’ll be a model
Or a big runway star
With a look like that
She’s sure to go far

Walk like this, baby
And talk like that
Bow to the man honey
He puts the money in the hat

It wasn’t long
Before all knew her name
The pretty little girl
Playing a grown-ups’ game

No time for dolls
Her mother always said
With the price they pay
We can keep us all fed

Now you know, baby
You can’t go out and play
You have to sit for photos
With the nice men today

It’s ok sweet one
Show a little leg
It’ll make the nice men
Stand up and beg

Her soul had been sold
By the time she was ten
The life of a child
She’d never have again

She’s all grown up now
Feeling alone and abused
The marks on her arms
Tell of the things she’s used

Just one more fix
And the pain will go away
She’ll be alright now
Amy died today….


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Midnight

As I walk out into a deep sea of blue
I start to feel the new morning dew
Wanting to escape to the welcoming stars
I leave behind the pain of all scars

Swept away in this speckled blanket above
I know the stars are full of secrets and love
I ponder and share the thoughts in my mind
The dreams and secrets that I may once find

Soon I know this magical darkness will fall
And all will continue, our natural known call
So now let all found secrets be told
As will our sought out dreams unfold


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My Thoughts are Different

My Thoughts are Different
by  Landon Phillips

The things I believe are not the same as what you believe
My thoughts are different and my trust is naive
I can’t say I’m perfect but I can say that you’re not either
So why bother to call names like a griever

Take your time and see the real world
Not too waste or spend time with some useless girl
The shadows of night come out to rest beside you
Be careful what to say or to do

The narrow way that leads you towards the light.
Don’t follow it if it appears too bright.
But you will do what you want- I can not stop you
As for me, I too the world must remain true


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My Life

surrounded by walls 
no where to go
walls are closing in
no more air flow

no one can hear you
like your never there
no one can help
no one is there

kicking and screaming
yelling for help
mom sits and watches
while dad grabs his belt

mom doesn't say anything
until dad leaves
she doesn't care
at least I didn't believe

this always happened 
every single night
mom just sat and watched
without putting up a fight

going to school
with new bruises every day
teachers always asked
I blew their help away

knowing if I told
it would only get worse
begging on my knees
for him not to immerse

just laying there as time passed by
watching myself get beat
I just thought to myself
one day I'll be back on my feet

the time had finally come
many years after
I finally stood up for myself
it never happened thereafter


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So Swift the Days Will Pass

Up on the hill I found my joy
on grass of green and gold
I would roll down when a young boy
for I was fast and bold.

Oh how we'd play from dawn to dusk
in torn pants and bare feet
The day a thrill when winds were brusque
yes we were colts so fleet.

We ate the small fruits in the grass
sweet ones red and blue
Oh yes the joys found as time passed
were there for most of you.

Up on those hills who was to know
that time would fly so fast.
That life would bind our bare foot soul
and days so swift would pass.

 



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LET US ALL SAVE PEACE

I woke watching television news
The jet plane is soaring high note
Operation Sulu is launched forth
Until the intruders to get out
Malaysia always chose to peace
Come and let us all save peace

Philippines is wanting peace
For Sulu Archipelago is its part to ease
Sulu Royal Army chose to enter because of peace
They call homeland in the book pages 
They decide to stay and die never ended
Many see this is not a good choice
But for them this is a pride to hold and take
Come and let us all save peace

For Malaysia also has to protect its state
Its sovereignty whether lives at stake
It has chosen the space to negotiate
And has given the time to withdraw in peace 
But the “intruders” is hard to take the leave
Come and let us all save peace

Many children cried
Much wives shed tears
Every Mothers weep
Their love ones died but with pride
Our prayers to put ahead their faith
Come and let us all save peace

The eyes of the world where are you?
The humanitarian aid you have to do
Don’t you see the lives are here waiting?
The civilians need your helping
Do not wait until the time lapse to nothing
Come and let us all save peace and do something.

Come and let us all save peace
Take part and let us all save peace
Pray and let us all save peace
Where are you peace activists?
Come and let us all save peace
Let us all save peace!




This is the day that Malaysian Forces conducted “Ops Sulu” to drive the group from Sulu that recently entered Tandu’, Lahad Datu, Sabah. 12:41PM, 5th March 2013, Bandar Sandakan, Sabah, Malaysia. 

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Star Child

Constellations in my eyes;
Windows they're said to be.
Look into them now, and tell me what you see.

Calling every angel born in Hell:
"A child of the stars looking for his soul to sell.
So few are left to be birthed of Orion's Belt."

Soon they came; rulers of every layer.
Each to make their offer, 
And leave their summoning prayer. 

"Centuries of wisdom, and a mind that holds no time.
The past, present, and future are all close friends of mine,
And the Titans of the Universe I stand so close behind."

They opened all my wounds to taste how I have suffered,
Shamed me for my scars and all that I've recovered. 
Then mocked me for my weakness, known only as 'The Lover'.

"It is forbidden for us to deal a soul of the cosmos,
And you taunt us for what you wish to sell.
But we've found something in you to make us heroes down in Hell."

You are protected by forces greater than your own.
Should any God or Demon make you bow before him,
Death would surely find his throne.

It's your heart that we desire, and the love that you still hold.
Grant us this purity and surely you'll have more than this world can hold.
Let it be known that your heart is the heaviest to hold.

Surely it is quite the burden to bear.
So strange in it's nature, let us free you from it's wear.
Success will quickly follow and embrace you in it's care."

Yes! Take from me all that you desire!
No longer will I suffer in it's muck and it's mire!
Do with it what you will in the cold and the fire!

With their prize, they left with no hesitation.
Legion upon legion; Hells' United Nations.
All for their Master and all in celebration.

Lowly creatures is what they're cursed to be.
They know me by many names, they know me by many faces.
And my heart I've sold on every occasion. 

Fools! Surely they must know!
That every heart I give away
Brings me the love that stays.


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Rapture's Light

I’ve just had an experience unlike any other.
It was so great, cause now I’m with the Father.
I’ve just had an experience unlike any’ll know.
‘Cept for those who came with me in the flow.
Of Light! That is. The never-endin’ Light of the Lord.
The never-endin’ Light of the Lord!

I’ve been through hell all thro’out my life.
And I’ve had all kinds o’ different strife.
And I’ve been hard-press’d.
And I’ve been depressed.
And just when I thought I got the hang o’ things,
They change, and they rearrange.

I’ve done all sorts o’ things.
Stupid things. Crazy things.
But now times have changed.
And everything has rearranged.
And all that I e’er knew,
Has come back to bite you.

I’ve just had an experience unlike any other.
It was so great, cause now I’m with the Father.
I’ve just had an experience unlike any’ll know.
‘Cept for those who came with me in the flow.
Of Light! That is. The never-endin’ Light of the Lord.
The never-endin’ Light of the Lord!

So listen closely as I tell what’s happened to the world.
The world’s spun it’s last spin and has finally hurled.
The Hea’nly Host has brought us up.
All us Christians, that is, pup.
Anyone listening to this,
is more ‘an likely in any state but bliss.

If this is bein’ heard,
Then e’eryone is real disturbed.
You may’ve just witnessed all of us disappearing,
But there’ll still be another hearing.
Like it’s been for all of life, ‘cept for this one instance that is,
You may come to meet the Lord after you perish.

You’ll have an experience unlike any other.
It’ll be so great, cause you’ll be with the Father.
You’ll have an experience unlike any’ll know.
‘Cept for those who’ll come with you in the flow.
Of Light! That is. The never-endin’ Light of the Lord.
The never-endin’ Light of the Lord!

I shall end this now for I’m ent’rin the Pearly Gates o’ Heav’n.
It’s more beautiful than can be describ’d by any Reveren’.
If somehow this reaches you people on Earth,
Remember this one thing from the hearth.
There’ll always be hope, so stay strong!
Don’t worry, this torture won’t last long.

You’ll have an experience unlike any other.
It’ll be so great, cause you’ll be with the Father.
You’ll have an experience unlike any’ll know.
‘Cept for those who’ll come with you in the flow.
Of Light! That is. The never-endin’ Light of the Lord.
The never-endin’ Light of the Lord!


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From The National Poet Of Slovenia In A Language People Understand - THE RUINS OF THE ANCIEN REGIME




Farewell, then, AUKN boss,
The next this year makes three.
By the time they find a substitute,
Slovenes will be at sea.

He tried to cover his behind;
AUKN boss of bosses,
As every week, balances grew bleak:
He weighed merits and losses.

With all this he'd no time to eat,
And round and round he flew.
And now he's split in a hissy-fit;
So helmsman, too-de-loo!

Day after day, day after day,
He drifted on the ocean;
Guano-vernment rained on his ship
Their suggestions for promotion.

Cousins, cousins, everywhere,
Corporate boards crosslink;
Cousins, cousins, everywhere,
Let's take you for a drink.

Accountants talking rot: O Christ!
Missions, visions - oh please!
Yea, slimy characters need legs
And slimy policies.

So has he done an hellish thing?
Not hired who? We dunno:
Was it absurd, to have a separate curd
From the whey Slovenia owes?
This wretch won't play, after 60 days;
Pissflaps, he'll have to go!

God help ya, gospod Bencina
From the fiends, that plague us thus! -
It's time to go — shot like cross-bow,
The AUKN boss.

Ah! walk-out day! what evil looks
Had I from Ernst and Young!
Who's at a loss? AUKN's boss
Wouldn't take a bung?

"You'll be" quoth one, "abolished - no
Stigma to double-cross."
He chose to go - why? We don't know:
Harmless AUKN boss.


Re-reading the original gave me a great idea for dinner until I realised all the storks have all flapped off to Africa for the winter. Pity, as I have some ancient marinade from Tuš. Like the subject of the poem, I didn't have the stamina for a Coleridge-length effort.

Story: http://www.sloveniatimes.com/total-mess-in-state-owned-capital-asset-management

The National Poet Of Slovenia In A Language People Understand interprets important Slovenian affairs for the non-Slovene speaking world. www.maria.si


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Star-Gazed Nostalgia

Lets climb up that old tree, 
make the clouds disappear. 
Let’s climb up that old, lemon colored tree, 
make the rain clouds disappear.

Rough wood, and a rickety ladder,
White christmas lights trim the slumping roof
over a few branches 
and we're crawling-
through the doors 
of a star-gazing tree house
 full of nostalgia. 

Sounds of traffic, cross walk conversations 
Trotting past that old jazz bar, 
a mexican family arguing on the stoops, 
funny how an unknown language 
can still make sense on the inside.
the mother gestures her son upstairs to sleep, 

But my world’s only waking. 
There’s a party up ahead. 
and there’s something ‘bout the nights’ breeze
blowing off the cars and into the trees. 
its Got my heart singing about this new love I’ve found.


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Lift a Spirit

It is that of a persons heart to which we live. The pain and suffering but at the same time the happiness that exist in the world. It is only human that we feel what we feel and act the way we do at times. But it is the most inner soul's being we strive to be who we really are. We all want the right person in life,the finer things we struggle, for dreams we find crush everyday as we fight just to merely exist and get by in life. But the love we have in ourselves is remarkable and untouch as we are what God wants us to be. No one said life be easy and he sure didnt make us sin free due to eve and the poison she brung upon this earth. But man is man as we face our weaknesses everyday as most strive to be better in some way and others just turning pure devilest ways. Its there we share the same dreams really you and me. You see,I am no different for if you cut; we all bleed the same color of red through our vains. But always stand tall and strong in your beliefs and doings in life, just as long as you know your right. But be not afraid to face the truth and consequinces of our actions. Its only God you have to answer to and no one else in life control the path you walk but that of a higher power. Sometimes,just be a friend of encouragement to one another and dont try preaching all time cause you saving no one. You just beating the bush with words that are loud but hearts that are hard. But be a friend cause that's one thing none us truely really have. Cause think about it, even they stab you in the back. But lift up a spirit even with a smile cause there be the true happiness and God's way of showing he care when he gave you love.


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The Forgotten Ones

Forgotten somewhere in the midst of steel and concrete. 
Bound by shackles and chains even in our sleep. 
Living like wolves preying amongst lost sheep. 
Concrete tears and pains so mindfully deep. 

Forgotten by those on the outside. 
We cant even run no where, we cant even hide. 
No choice left but to sit and fight. 
In here only the strong minded survive. 
Truth be told in here what is wrong is right. 

All most os us got is wasted M&^*&F*^&&ng time. 
We sit back and work out and write heartfelt rhymes. 
Not to be a victim of prey we all trying. 
Many stories are told, songs are written of truth over lying. 

We are gone for the moment but not truly forgotten so the hurt we must not show it.
 We are to old while we young to be crying in front of full grown men for this is a time we must out grow it.
 There aint no way out this hell hole and we all know it. 
Feelings of hopelessness surrounds te heart to the point where we can no longer control it.
 
In here there is only time no fun. 
Darkness fills night no light shone in here from the sun. 
Only by our own selves we may be out done. 
BECAUSE IN HERE IT FEELS LIKE WE ARE TRULY THE FORGOTTEN ONES....


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With This New Day

I have lived, 
And felt the cost, 
Paid my dues, 
But I have lost_ You. 


 Still I pray, 
As chaos looms, 
And as my blue turns into grey, 
I hear__ 
The angels sing- In tune. 

 Don't be giving in, 
Don't give up my son, 
Or fade away, 
Lift your chin with the sun__ And rise, 
With this new day!. 

 I have lived, 
And felt the cost of all my wonderin ways, 
I've paid my dues, 
I - Have lost you. 


 I can hear the angels sing, 
Your in a mistaken land__ Lessons learned in truth, 
As the grey seeks out the blue, 
She will__ Your daughter my son--- 
She will return--- To You.

For I have lived, 
Felt the cost of all my walkin days, 
I've paid my dues, 
I- Lost you....


I wont be giving in, 
Won't give up my girl, 
Or fade away, 
I'll lift my chin with the sun--- 
And RISE-- 
With this new day...


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New Year's Eve

Can’t think about the Year that didn’t last
Can’t fight the time and how it passed so fast…
Voices were cheerful that night
Everyone was full of silver light

I heard the sounds but didn’t care
I couldn’t help but only think and stare…
I dreamed of love that possibly I’ll never share
And of life that was just like a fairytale.

In that second of complete despair
I saw the moon and realized it was all a dare
Then your voice whispered in my ear
Promising me all I needed to hear…


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Is this a true love

i don't know why i love you, but i do
i don't know why i cry so, but i do
i don't know why i dream of you, but i do
a thousand years passed by since yesterday
but i still remember you
like we met some minutes ago today,
every time i see that painting of lovely fountain
my eyes are always filled with tears
i don't know why, i don't know why.
as i walk through the street
remembering your sweet memories
with so much sorrows in my heart,
since i know you would never come back
sudden i heard your name
i felt my past comes to meet me
and i look back to see you again
i don't know why,i don't know why
someday we will be together again
may be in this life or in heaven
we will walk on the road paved with gold
and i will hold your beautiful hand again
i want to be with you forever
i wish i could share my feelings with you
without you i am very weary and alone
and my soul is wounded since the time you are gone
now i am like going mad
and every night in past three years
i have been going to your graveyard
i don't know why,i don't know why
i don't know why i love you but.........................





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Family First

I cant believe Im going to have my own family, something I never had; 
Its time to step up and be a real dad; 
Now I can remember the things that make me happy and forget the things that make me sad;
 Its time that I start doing good than the bad; 
I want for my child to see me as a role model; 
Its time I break my own chains to that alcoholic bottle; 
I want to be that someone who can be trusted to follow; 
I silently cry at night because the truth is hard to swallow; 
I jus hope I can make that change today not tomorrow; 
I got to change before I end up in an?early hearst; 
My art is my gift and alcohol is my curse, I must break my own alcoholic thirst;
 I must relieve my own selfishness tendencies before they burst; 
I got to stop making alcohol my only because its no longer just about me, because my very own family comes first


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Deciding When

Never thought that I would feel this way
I just need to make a getaway
It just seems more futile every day
Don't think I'll be back again
Sometimes I want to scream out loud
Feel all alone within a crowd
Say a prayer with my head bowed
To free me from this den
Looking back on all my wasted years
Spent the sunshine and saved the tears
There's a time that you must face your fears
The trouble is deciding when
Every day I seem more lost
Guess I underestimated all the cost
Never worried how the dice were tossed
Always rolled with the flow
Built my castle on shifting sand
I'm a stranger in my own land
Watch it all slip from my hand
How it will end I just don't know
I look to heaven and I wonder why
Should have made it but I didn't try
Memories fade away as time goes by
Time has never moved too slow


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Seasons Past

Bound is the significance of autumn’s course
Perished in Decembers cold,
And a symbol of its thoughts and deeds
Shall go to they imagined,
But I lay on a bed of polished silk 
Staring at an evening star 
And hoping for winters passage 

Trees ever sway in this calm breeze 
Gracing the air of the cool night,
And moonbeams dance to songs that are played 
While signs of twilight change,
Cast out a mark from banished light 
That shall melt the winter snow 
Under the softer rains of spring

Emotions dwell in the fallacy of life,
Like the whisper of a child’s tear,
When a meaning limited to its own intent
Remains in our desire;   
Come to see a seed take route 
In the quiet of the morning dew
As summer slips away 


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Hearts Are Young Again

Silent sounds the winter wind, left to vanish forever more,
There fiery salvation like our father, lost in dream so long ago;
 Sometimes floats by the melting ice, in water ghostly cold,
And somewhere instilled is the meaning of our life’s desires    

 Cast out the fragments of what dwells within, cast out.
Cast out a symbol that measures a moment, cast out.
My heart grows old as wisdom is told, like the tick of an ancient clock,
And I often stand with withered hands and pain in my tired bones

 We pass the solitude of our own intent, to those with concept and vision,
Though the eyes may see the passing age and the passing of morality, 
Come feel a breeze as spring is born and breathe deep the sweeter scent,
While lilies grow where a water flows and hearts are young again  
  
                                          By m.norton


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Not all gone

They say that time can heal all wounds,
but ive not found this to be true
for time is not a lasting boon
 if it were i'd still have you.
Everything you meant to me
now trapped inside a memory,
your existence now within me
a picture only I can see
but thoiugh in this world
you have ceased to be,
in my heart you live
eternally.


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LOVE FOR MY FATHER

I sometimes sit and wonder, dad are you with me? and are you sad?
I think of the time I had with him here on earth
He was a this frail, little man who loved the Lord 
He certainly did all he could, he loved yellow for he stood out in a crowd
My dad was a wonderful person and friend
You just had to do for him, he was always so happy and never sad
To have some help from time to time, he loved you to come see him
He was a true man of God
He went to church and gave all he had
He never had extravagant things
He loved the basics of having furniture and clothes
When I gave him the rocking chair for Fathers Day in 2008,
Little did I know he was getting ready to leave this earth
I remember being so very happy to see, the smile on his face
When I would come near
The thing I am trying to express for all of us is  to love your fathers and
Give them your trust
For you never know that this little man from God in yellow 
He may still be sitting in the church he loved. 
I remember always my father he was, the light of my life and now he is with the
Lord above
Love your fathers and let them know that you truly love them so.....


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A Moment in Time

We went in search of names we knew
Their stories yet unknown
What burdens had they endured in life
Would we ever really know?

From village to village we travelled around
We searched from place to place
Past honeysuckle and high hedges
Would we ever find a trace?

And so we came to Lapley
And Cartwright corner did we find
The graves so worn and weathered
So few memories left behind

But there was the farmer Ezekiel!
And his wife Charlotte too
Their daughters Elizabeth and Mary Ann
So many amongst the few

And further down another grave
I knelt, and under the moss
There was Ezekiel the blacksmith
Mourning the love he’d lost

And still we searched for more and more
And roamed throughout the grounds
Looking and wondering if more were here
Or had time worn them down

And so we crossed to the graveyard
And two monuments we found
Side by side as in their life
And now beneath the ground

And for that moment time stood still
As we looked to one another
Two kindred souls who thought upon
A daughter and her mother


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The journey

As I lay in bed there dreaming.
Lowered down in silent screaming.
into a world of silent shadowed shores.

In the waters bleak and freezing.
In a time I wander teasing.
Seeking out the life I so desperately sought before.
                                                                                                                   Then a tree so distant tall.
leaves that tumbled unto a call.
Lightly falling glades of silvery seeds, 
glistening upon the shadow shaded shore.
                                                                                                                    Reality it came to me.
The time that left the time that be.
insightful colors joyous glee
growing life from guilt of battered devils door.

Whence there upon a breath I took.
A whitened light the shadow shook.
Smiles greeting journey of time that lie before.


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Memories Linger

Memories Linger
	Soft and sweet, so little and tender,
I pray again someday we’ll meet.	
Memories that seem so far away, replay in my mind again today.
Giggles sound as your tender touch is felt!
	Then and there to here and now prayers form;
bringing memories back into sight.
Soft and sweet, my little angel plays. 
Breathe it in; smells' baby soft from memories past, 
unfold and bloom!	
Until we meet again, memories forever linger of my little angel.

Debbie Knapp
10/23/2013


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Slow Man's Rap

This here brois the Slow Man's Rap.
This slow man knows where it's at.
I'm never condescending. I'm always offending.
But being what I am is a job that's never ending.
I got my ways. I got my days, when people of 
different shades look at me in strange ways.

I don't care. I have no fear.

Didn't cause no one's troubles. 
I got my own. I just do my thing.
Then I go home.
So don't blame me, if you don't feel free, and 
why don't you just let me....go to sleep.

This here slow man treats life like toy.
Don't believe in sorrow. I believe in joy.  
Don't believe in fighting.  I believe in rhyming. 
And making the best of my too short timing.
Cause my bomb will blow, when my fuse burns low, 
and life's got to move. Not fast, but slow.  

Feeling fine, feeling free, feeling fun...
under the sun.

I've paid my dues and and sang my blues.
Now it's time to put on my walking shoes.
The thing is here, the thing is back.
The thing is coming at you with the master rap.

I got women on the left.
I got women on the right
I got work in the middle.
And this is my wife.

I'm one slow Joe, but a lot is what I know.
And I can't speak jive but, I know I'm alive.
I'm up and down, and all around.
Don't act like a clown, cause I rock this town.

I'm flying like a bird.
I am the word.

Now that I've bored you with my name.
And my stupid little game.
It's time that everyone go insane.

So, have a good time. On the party line.
Where the fun is so fine.
And laid on the line.

Enough with the rapping.
Let's see some hands start clapping.
Some feet start stamping, and 
lot's of dancing.

Or whatever
Or whatever
Or whatever

Y'all

Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit it

Get with it.
Get with it. 

Women so fine.
A bottle of wine.
A real good time.
I ran out of lines.

Moving my feet, to the master beat.
Looking nice and looking neat.

Move your feet
Move your feet.
Move, move those feet.

Hit it.

One last time.
One last time.
One last time.

Nevermind
Nevermind.


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Lost and Found

To imagine after all this time that has gone by,
    I would be talking to the one that once caught my eye.
Out of nowhere one day she just seemed to appear,
   Just so incredibley surprising to me after all of these years.
Sharing all those thoughts and dreams we once had ,
   How we laughed at those days yet it made us a bit sad.
For the feelings I did not know she had for me ,
   It only makes me wonder what our lives would be.
Our hearts now beating as they did back in the days,
   How we are acting like children going out to play.
The love I feel for her has never felt so strong,
   A love that once was I thought was forever gone.
But to my excitement I can honestly & sincerely say ,
   The love that was lost has been found and here to stay.
This thing we have found in this love between you & me ,
   Joy and happiness for the rest of our lives is what I see.
TAC


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Make Aim to the Star

The motion of the tides and movement therein beckons on to me, 
Silent as it moves over the oceans width, gentle as a wind from the sea;
A mystery is the future of our passing lives, only a semblance of what’s to come, 
Through the miracle of our own emotion, or the brilliance of the setting sun,
For in the time it takes to aim at a star, we may only get to the moon
  
The passions of hope to a child is measured in an instant of time,
A sound so soft is the prodigy of ones time, making faith in our own religion…
Captured is the sight of a comets storm, or the twinkle from centuries past,
Yet the wisdom we gain from our dark privations is held in the semblance of space,
But we reach in thought to a billion years like the measure of a second past by 

Look to the wisdom in the extent of our lives, and relinquish all that’s gone before,
Our strongest belief is held deep in the heart, like that which shone from a star;
So bright the light that beams through darkness, over oceans deep and wide
But held secure waits the aspect of a man, and the realm of his wants and desires;
For in the time it takes to aim at a star, we may only get to the moon   


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My Wonderful Love and Me

My Wonderful Love and Me

We met by the sand and the sea
My wonderful love and me

We sat on the sand by the sea
My wonderful love and me

We played in the waves of the sea
My wonderful love and me

The sun shone on us both at the sea
My wonderful love and me

We married there down by the sea
My wonderful love and me

We built us a house by the sea
My wonderful love and me

Our family grew with us there by the sea
My wonderful love and me

Years passed for us there by the sea
My wonderful love and me

Illness took her away by the sea
My wonderful love from me

Now I sit here alone by the sea
Sad that she’s taken from me

I think how we met by the sea
How happy we both seemed to be

I remember our times by the sea
Memories now only for me.



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Cap'n and the Wench -part the fifth-

Cap'n & the Wench *part the fifth* Says the Wench to the Cap'n " We'll dabble in Real Estate!" So says the Cap'n to the Wench " 'Twould seem 'tis our Fate! As Tales are often Told from Time to Time & Again~ So doth it go twixt Wenches & those very Bold Men~ This Great Saga of the Cap'n & that Wench so Very Dear~ Had been begun then to continue Year after ever Year~ But all Sailors well know if'n they've oft Smartly Tacked~ Yer in Irons fer certain if'n yer Royals are Backed~ Makin' speed astern would allow such One chance to Box~ Mindin' Gales gone a'lee creatin' Naught but Fear~ Only a keen SeaWolf might again Sail as would the Fox~ All surely believin' his Great Ship could naught but Wear~ 'Twould be a course destined by Fate were the Helm hard a'Lee~ Maidens of the Depths gatherin' as Winds did'st now Howl~ Yet t'was a plot laid by SeaWolf as his heart Set him Free~ For Great Winds & Waves now did'st appear & Truly Growl~ From Deep Down under this Tormented Surface~ Came now to the ears of all Those now Enraged~ Softly with Empathy & Fanciful Purpose~ Silent Sounds heard well ~ all distinct Reason had Swayed~ Lee Rail's buried beneath Wind Torn Sea~ Gale a Howlin' thru the Riggin' & Spars~ From SeaWolf nary a word nor any Certain Plea~ His Eyes & that 'sprit a'fixed on Far Stars~ This Tale oft whispered in Taverns & Pits....... Ye'll hear it fer certain Bit by little Bit..... Pay Heed to Lessons Learned thus Herein..... 'Twere it to be Pleazure in life yer Truly to Win~ For Never Again Will Be Seen that Great Ship at Sea~ Only possibly for some who truly Set themselves Free~ In Dream Foggy Nights fiesty with Calm Swells~ Listen Well off in the distance for that Great Ships Bell! SeaWolf ©


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Time To Tell

The time to be born has come and gone

 The present we know about her is our history

 A manifest to her existence in the map and in the head.

 This time is yet to unveil her bystanders.

 Though in written, she is known to be free

 But in words and actions she is shielded

 By weed, grasshoppers, termites and tortoise.

 Now, should we use fins and flippers

 To propel ourselves through her bloody sea?

 OR do we need any soothsayer to announce

 The burns of a lustful shielded cabinet to us?

 Dear Charcoals, time without number

 We are blinded to accept a crown

 We are forced to be subservient to a staff,

 And we have sold our loyalty by queuing behind the meadow.

 If surely the time will tell

 Then we need to look up to our history

 That is yet to appear before the land

 Let hope for an upright serving servant soon.

 And hope to behold a time to tell.


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Deadman Wonderland

Now that you're becoming Undone It's time to have some fun In Deadman Wonderland Khoon Tu Kao Khoon Tu Kao Khoon Tu Kao The setting Red Sun of Kali Shows it's time for your life to Pay We are the Kind to be feared -your friends We look like anyone you see Thuggee--Death's Devotees Face our treachery Bhowanee we must please She needs more--we have found our mark, our mark Won't you be the one to save humanity? Can't you see this is Deadman Wonderland Khoon Tu Kao Khoon Tu Kao Khoon Tu Kao Sacrifice! For The Black-Skinned Queen Sacrifice! For Our Mother Kali Sacrifice! It's Not Enough Sacrifice! No Mercy! This is Deadman Wonderland Deadman Wonderland This is Deadman Wonderland Deadman Wonderland


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Forever Changed

 I heard the footsteps coming and I 
knew this would be another long 
night
And something inside me screamed 
this time it really isn’t right
The words he was saying were 
ruthless and cruel
And each time he hit me I sat there 
and obeyed each and every rule
I sat there blank faced and scared 
knowing that I couldn’t cry
For I knew what would happen if he 
saw the tears in my eyes

Each and every swing felt worse and 
worse
And then all I wanted was to be dead 
in a hearse
He got real close and whispered 
“***** I wish you weren’t alive”
And all I was thinking was you’re 
right, I wish I wouldn’t survive
He threw against the wall then 
proceeded to pin me to the ground 
He hit me again, covered my mouth, 
not letting me make a sound

I started to struggle and tried to 
release myself of his forceful grip
Then the next thing I heard was a 
loud, horrifying rip
His hands were cold and I cringed at 
first touch
I don’t understand how a father 
could hate his daughter so much
I froze and I couldn’t believe that this 
was really going on
I just kept looking at the clock 
wanting him to be gone

I tried so badly not to think of the 
sharp pain
And this wasn’t part of his usual 
game
I closed my eyes wishing the time 
would just pass by
And that next time I opened them I 
would be up in the sky
He pushed harder and harder and 
excruciating pain was all I felt
The next thing I heard was the 
unbuckling of his belt

Something happened inside of me 
that I can not explain
I got this surge of energy and said “f 
you and your reign”
Somehow, someway I got out just in 
time
But what he had already done will 
never get out of my mind
From then on my life has been 
forever changed
It was like all I knew had been 
rearranged
I hate him with everything I have in 
me and so much more
And one day I want to end this war



Source: Forever Changed, Rape 
Poem http://
www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/
forever-changed#ixzz2Q0m1AseR 
www.FamilyFriendPoems.com


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Im found

 I see you in my dreams, what does it al mean?Since it didnt workout the first time around, i dream of me and you so true,Im found. The first time I laid eys on you,O saw a love I never knew. i was worn and torn in my world. I was so lost but now Im found. my love belongs to you so be it,forever true. I dont really have a choice, its choose my love and win this thing again. Or count up the cost of losing. Its just like a dream,pick right or lose me.Its like a T.K.O.,but Im taking you back and now you know.Its a dream,it all seems.Its the kind of love where fear is gone.This time Im not left alone,Im found. Let me testify to the truth .Sometmes you win sometimes you lose.Especially whenI make the rules.I dont want a dream that wont come true.All I ever need was you. I lift my voice and Praise my God,hes given me back the love I lost,Im found. A love like yours I never knew,made my dreams come true,Im found. So ill raise my hands and Praise my God,he has given me love,I never knew,Im found


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Academy of American Poets & Poetic Justice

For years I have wasted,
Precious time spent with you,
And it is time I faced it,
You are mean-hearted and cruel,

You ravage the inspired souls,
Who fall for your covert snares,
And while the many pay their tolls,
You parade your chosen’s fares,

You teach that poetry inspires,
And yes you’ve proven it true,
For you are all hideous liars,
Your judgments so very cruel,

Winners of your tainted contests,
Are always the same chosen few,
While other poets are held in jest,
And told they must pay their dues,

I mean have you actually read,
Some of the fodder you hold high,
Rambling words spewed noxious and dead,
Which waste the eager reader’s time.

Most have no rhyme or reason,
And lack of any story to tell,
For they fester like a lesion,
And erupt with a worthless spell,

And upon the oh so rare occasion,
A true poet shows you gifted grace,
Your editors mock without cessation,
That in poetry they have the final say.

So go about your selfish greedy missions,
Where you only admit those with your views,
To accomplish their life-long ambitions,
And be recognized for their great works too.

Yes this world is full of those full of themselves,
And you do nothing to help those who turn to you,
For the self righteous is reserved a special circle of hell,
One of hollow accolades from a mirror only of you,

You could change and empower those moved to poetry,
Those who have been hurt or dream of something better,
These poor spirits where their hopeful poetry can seed,
A life sewn with hope by simply connecting letters.


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...in Mean Streets

Gray sidewalk into a back alley 
Off some low, dead-end sign 
Walks a man, past 
a shadow of himself 

Who is he? Is he a brother? 
He is the least of these, the teacher said. 
He is friend to the cold and dark places… 
Do you know him? 

Listen to the stories… 

Over bridges, under streetlights; 
against the bitter wind 
These are the places they live… 
where we call ourselves “them” 

Listen to the stories… 

Where highways turn to gravel 
And lanes into sewers 
Forgotten, under glass, turned away 
By those who would not share 

It’s you, it’s me…we are they 
who sit alone in the cold 
Sleeping in the park, 
While a moment wanders by 

Listen to the stories… 

They are the beloved, 
orphans of us all, adopted by God 
They sing of wounded silence, 
longing just to know… 


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Transient Friend

It feels like centuries, a time far from here,
Times and events, Distant and unclear.
A bond we shared through thick and thin,
Once made of steel, now as weak as foil tin.
Why did this happen? I know not how,
When did it begin? It eludes me now.
My friend, my companion of life long past,
Far from me now, time had flown so fast.
Lamenting for the time when we were like glue,
We played, we laughed. There were none like you.
I will not settle with memory alone,
I will seek you out, we shall atone.
For time we have lost, we must regail
The stories of our lives, the triumph and fail.
They say that a friend is ephemeral with time,
Fallen out of touch, but forgetting is the crime.
For we should endeavor to keep our friends,
To settle all disputes and make amends.
Don't let silence fill the void,
Or friendships will be damaged or worse, destroyed.


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Now Hear My Confession

I have been blind, unwilling 
To see he true love you're giving.
I have ignored every blessing.
I'm on my knees confessing

That I feel myself surrender
Each time I see your face.
I am staggered by your beauty,
Your unassuming grace.
And I feel my heart is turning,
Falling into place.
I can't hide,
Now hear my confession.

I have been wrong about you.
Thought I was strong without you.
For so long nothing could move me.
For so long nothing could change me.
Now I feel myself surrender
Each time I see your face.
I am captured by your beauty,
Your unassuming grace.
And I feel my heart is turning,
Falling into place.
I can't hide
Now hear my confession.

You are the air that I breathe.
You're the ground beneath my feet.
When did I stop believing?

’Cause I feel myself surrender 
Each time I see your face.
I am staggered by your beauty,
Your unassuming grace.
And I feel my heart 
Falling into place.
I can't hide
Now hear my confession.


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It Hurts To Say Goodbye

Every time I leave you, 
It hurts more than I can say
When we say goodbye
Every time I fly away

Every time I leave you
The man I so adore 
The pain I feel goes deeper
And I cry a little more

Every day I wonder if
You ever will be free
Every day I wonder
Will you ever be with me

Every night I cry
Because of leaving you behind
Every tear that falls
The fear of doubt invades my mind

The tears I cry keep coming
Till I’m drowning in the flood
Every day my heart bleeds
But you just don’t see the blood

You're the closest thing to heaven
I will ever be
Please don’t make this love we have
Into a memory

While I'm here remember me
In every song you sing
While you’re there remember me
With all the love I bring

And I will pray next time I fly
To you across the sky
I won’t leave there without you
I won’t have to say goodbye..


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time has it


  as the earth grows old and turns to salt,
  are knee's turn rigid but its not are fault.

  we have gathered idols from day one
   and hardened them under the sun.

  until time became a holy kiln, 
  dust to dust the thin film.

   over the rocks we were shed,
   time has it we were dead.


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The Artist and The Poet

There aint no other way how to put it or how to say it,Im the Artist and the Poet/
 Through my created creations I show it/ Im gonna rize to the poetic mountain top before you even know it/
 This my poetry and self-made concrete art only I control it/ So all ya critics out there behold it/
 I was gone for a minute locked up and locked down trapped inside concrete/ 
I was at work the whole time my poetic skills only got better they did not sleep/
 Now I arize through shackles and chains I now know true defeat/ 
Im here to stay Im the artist keeper the true se7en poet of keep/ 
I will do what I gotta to be poetically remembered the day I go se7en feet deep/
 But for now my life upon ya'll I lyrically creep/ 
My thoughts are one of a kind they cannot be replicated/ 
Im so relevant now fifty years from now I still wont be outdated/ 
Its your coice you can love it or you can hate it/ Go ahead haters debate it/ 
Still Im the Artist and the Poet thats my motto statement/ 
A whole empire of poetry and artwork since lockdown I have painfully with pleasure created/ NEVER AGAIN WILL MY ART AND POETRY BE UNDERRATED/
 I was nothing before all the time spent in concrete and confinement/ 
Now Im truly poetic with artistic assignments/ Anything I draw I can also rhyme it/
 There are more to my tattoos each one has a story and a meaning behind it/ 
I knew there was hope in poetic art I just had to find it/ 
All I got to say now is "F@#k ya'll who wanna Doubt me/ 
F&%k all dat shyt you judge me like Im on American Idol when you dont even know shyt bout me/
 Your vision of life is blurry and your death thoughts seem to be a lil cloudy/ 
I am a Poetistic Diamond in the rough it was God it wasnt you who found me/ 
Now I know more people from around the way gon crowd me/ where money and trouble again will surround me/
 I was a lost gem on lockdown waiting to shine, waiting to poetyically explode/ 
A natural born poet carving out my own road/ Living by my own F%$#%ckin poetic codes/
 I can't be rhymefest free when I get lost in that poetic mode/ 
My Time is almost here/ I been waiting for this momnet all f&&%&ing year/ 
I cant believe I made through many concrete shed tears and many unheard of outside fears/
 My freedom day is near I will not blow it/ 
This my time now homie I control it/ Im concretely the smartest writer even if you aint know it/
 MAKE WAY PEOPLE FOR THE SE7EN KING ARTIST AND POET


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I know You Cape Breton

Hey, how are you

	Have you heard this one?
	Where there’s a midnight sun

		Listen to me now,
		Listen up young one
		One day I left someone

	Where did you say
	you were going?
	She looked so sad
	with her tears showing

		showing her a map of you,
		around the world to you,
		flying so fast at you,
		I left my Papua New Guinea,
		my home sweet home for you.

			So... like déjàvu, 
			You look so...
			Do I know you?
			No, don't say no...
			I know you!
			you were in my dreams

	You know that moment, 
	when you see her, 
	smile,
	the light,
	that shines, 
	that lifts you high 
	into outer space so high

oh how I longed for you,
Just you and me,
your seasons, my wonder..
I wonder when thunders,
remind my mind, 
my sleeping child,
suddenly awake,
But Nova's away..

	They say people say,
	you'd miss home, 
	you'll miss POM..
	you said no,
	No, No, No
	you'll be home
	From winter to Autumn
	Just you and I
	you'll be fine

		So when the leaves fall,
		Or when snow falls,
		Remember me,
		Remember us,
		Our time, may be dying,
		Maybe someday I'll find,
		My child no child,
		and the sun so fine,
		I'll be home bound,
			To my Ocean playground..



					
			



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One Special Night

As I sit here gazing out the window,
 Instead of working, I’m daydreaming of you...
 And wondering if while you’re in your own world,
 You’re thinking of me too.

 I reminisce about the day we met and how you made me feel,
 Looking at the glowing smile on your face,
 Staring into your dreamy blue eyes,
 Your smell, your touch, your warm embrace

 What a special night that was...

 And now, I’m starting to feel that warmth inside,
 Like nothing or no one else can make me feel...
 Butterflies, a constant smile, happy thoughts,
 Looking forward to the next time we meet.

 What lies ahead, down the road to love?
 Can it possibly be what I’ve been hoping for?
 All my goals, dreams, passions, hopes...
 Glaring now before me with great anticipation.

 No one knows what tomorrow brings...
 One can only wish and believe...
 I have abounding faith that God will take care of me,
 And bring the right person into my life.

 Could it be you?
 Time will tell...
 I feel a special bond starting between us,
 And so I’m truly hopeful that it is (you).


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Souless Society

Yeah Im living in a souless society, 
My people keep doing each other wrong so much its hard to get right with me, 
Its so dark with alcoholic violence that I can no longer see the light in me, 
Survival of the fittest I am no longer because there remains almost no fight in me,
 I struggle with death around one in all forms of variety, 
I am so low at times that there can be no one high as me, 
A lot of non-sense for my body I keep buying me, 
at the same time my own people keep fighting me, 
but its time I just say "**** it" 
and kick all that *****to the curve away in the bucket, 
I hate the truth so much that I start to love it, 
Creating a mind full of knowledge gold, a mind full of many nuggets, 
Now its time I face my own truth even if my own people lie to me, 
I can and I will overcome this souless price that seems too pricey, 
**** all that bull-*****I will rise out my own souless society


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In Youth-less Age

In Youth-less Age
 


Though gentle, hopeful drifts we brood,
but age our wont be kind enough,
in threescores is when life imbued,
will partial be the earthly stuff;
but you'll still be my fancy then,
when Suns shall be the Shallowest,
and dry as those days --my fingers, pen!
Diluting the persistent best;
then shall I my own mind bereave,
when servile times would near a close,
but will your eyes, mine still deceive,
that greater truth than life propose.
The understanding of our earth,
up till we stay, --the way shall give,
entwine when with a lovers mirth,
we not our age but more shall live;
there I shall be a part of you,
though life may still not worthy be,
but time the hearts as one does sew
and breeds the soul's eternity.
 
Soon ladies fine with auburn head,
in youth's subservience shall grow,
with shadows white and lips blood red,
to whom the haste --the world will owe;
but, by the words that reason frowns,
and those that cost if cared for less;
within the gardens, across all towns,
just you my dame this heart possess,
as your my gardens cherished fruit,
could time nor age do you wrong,
your grace can shift a hand from mute,
such do my rhymes to you belong,
and the words, claims that come to me,
be their center, and my days renew,
until the time this soul is free,
and life us quells, an end pursue;
the end of the sojourn we made,
shall love then still be intense more,
when breaths and sight move to a fade,
like youth, your age --I shall adore.
 
R.N.Khan, © 2012


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I Miss You

I miss you so much that I am sick
I fear forgetting your face will stick

I fear growing old not remembering
I wish your spirit is at rest and not lingering

What did you think of me in your last moment
I will never know if I was bliss or torment

Why do I suffer so about you
I don’t recall if I ever made you glow

It was so hard admitting how much I loved
You when you left me for above

I wasn’t allowed to go to your funeral
But my love for you will be eternal

Take me by the hand when I find hollow ground
The wind is a whisper in my ear just make the sound

If I saw you now how would I explain my pain
Would you just laugh at me, jeer with disdain 

I get a feeling in my stomach that cringes
It makes me rip doors off by the hinges


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The Ballad of the Rabbit and the Fox

Come sing the ballad of the fox and the rabbit
A song so in the spirit of Christmas
It is a dark forest they inhabit
Hunger had made the fox ravenous
She trapped the rabbit in her snare
Her teeth bared she was about to spring
The rabbit knew the time was near
Just then from the starlit sky they heard a ting-a-ling
Snowflakes form Santa’s sledge fell on the fox
She heard the bells jingle and music flow
Behind the rabbit she saw the tiny gift box
And the burrow with fairy lights aglow
The sly fox slowly bowed her head
The Christmas spirit curbed her hunger
She let the rabbit go instead
And with happiness her heart grew younger
The predator turned saviour
And took the rabbit home
Her red coat shone with all the splendour
For the time to love and share had come


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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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Angel's Wings

The days, the weeks, the months have passed
It’s now almost two years
I thought that time was meant to heal my pain
And dry my tears
Instead my days are twice as long
My nights still hard to bear
My life is just a passing phase
My world without a care
I cannot still the voice inside me
Calling out for you
For all I ever wanted  
For all I ever knew
The winds of change keep blowing
Trying to set me free
But they don't understand
With you is where I need to be
I close my eyes, and there you stand
I watch you for a while
Your handsome face, your winning ways
Your famous carefree smile
You were the breath I breathe
You were the blood that runs my vein
Without you I will die
For you’re the medicine for my pain
So how do I move on 
When I still can't find my way
How do I forget 
And say goodbye to yesterday  
I need to know you’re with me 
In everything I do
Everywhere I go 
I need to know that you’re there too
So stay with me so I can face
Whatever tomorrow brings
Until it’s time for me to fly to you
With Angels wings..


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God's Love Song

God's Love Song


You are the 'apple of my eye'
You've been gone for way too long
It's time for you to come back
Come back home.

It doesn't matter what you've done
Or where you have been
It's time for you to come back
You're Forgiven.

Come back home--to me
Come back home--you'll see...
         Love is gentle
         Love is kind
         Love wants to be around all the time
         Love is always there in what you're going through
That's my love for you...Oh..
That's my love for you.

I'm stretching out my arms again
Reach out and take my hand
I'll wipe away the past
I understand.

As a child I called your name
And gave new life to you,
It's time now, that you come back
I still love you.

Come back home--to me
Come back home--you'll see...
         Love is gentle
         Love is kind
         Love wants to be around all the time
         Love is always there in what you're going through
That's my love--for you...Oh...
That's my love--
For you...

~by deborah burch©
9/19/2005


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Feather on the Sea

Feather on the Sea

It wasn’t very long ago Tomorrow was my friend,
Life was like a river rolling lazy ‘round the bend.
Wasting time and then I found that Time was wasting me:  
Took me and it tossed me like a feather on the sea.

Following a fading star I know I’ll never find, 
Like a drunken sailor never looking once behind.
Floating like a feather on an ocean full of foam:
One more dream-struck drifter whose horizons are his home.

Feather on the sea, that’s me, without You,
Jesus rescue me from the sea--take me through.
Feather on the sea.

You can be my compass with Your wisdom and Your will,
Jesus help me travel when I feel I’m standing still.
You can be my map and help me reach that far off shore:
Help me weather every storm no matter what’s in store.

Till I found You I was on an ocean of despair,
Using up my future like it really wasn’t there.
Facing every wind of fate no matter how it blew:
Feather on the sea without a friend till I found You.

Feather on the sea, that’s me, without You.
  Jesus rescue me from the sea--take me through. 
Feather on the sea.


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rooted

This is a day my God has made
constructed within His mighty hand.
He saw it good to have me placed
within the frame of time I stand.
Each season only good for me
wether the cold or heat prevail,
surely in time good fruit I'll  bare
If i trust in Him without fail.

Sometimes moved by the slightest breeze,
I start to wonder how long
before these testing tempests cease
(but they do make my branches strong).
Sometimes I contaminate the soil
with thoughts that weary me
forgetting that these seeds I sow
will reap my life's testimony.

But oh, how great is He in grace
that roots me in His love,
not a foundation as secure
as the Cornerstone above
seated at the right hand of the Father
interceding without end
on my behalf before the throne
so that I live in Him again.

Even the world withers away
but I know God's Word ever same
says I was made to give Him glory
and fleshly ways I am to tame.
bring to submission and obedience
what once was filled with worldly pride
and for His purpose I endeavour
because He's kept  me all this time.


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You and Me

You and Me
By Tom Brown

Nothing matters when I see you
From the moment I find you
All the drama hides

You are an innocent soul
pure in every way
Thats why Im greatful to have you
everyday

You are my treasure
you are my light
Because we take away each others pain
through the other's might

Through the meetings
Through each date
I see those eyes
I see no hate

You fit like a glove
like a puzzle piece lost then found
We laugh about how we met
but the secret shall never be found

I enjoy what has started
I think about it every time we've parted
With nothing but memories
and a kiss that leaves me wanting

The seed is planted
growing more and more each time we part
I hope you feel the same
Because this is what is in my heart.


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Untitled (A Mother's Poem)

Last night I had a vision
of a magic hummingbird
Who’d come with mystic wisdom
to a question he once heard

My dream became a story 
that was written just for you
upon a prism rainbow   
he created as he flew

As he spun his magic tale 
it was painted on the sky
along with graceful notes of
an enchanted lullaby

The evanescent melody 
starts; “Once upon a time”
and generates perfection: 
unveiled memories, sublime

Long ago, and far away
you awoke and came to me
and commenced an epoch query
for a child of only three

I picked you up and kissed you
and you gave a kiss to me.
”Have we always been together, Mom?”
“Will we always be?” 

“I think so.  Don’t you?”   I asked
and my eyes filled up with tears
as if our lives could be summed up 
by the number of our years.

Your tired little eyes exposed
your innocence of youth 
but your brilliant mind brought 
peace, quickly reconciled by truth

Entranced in thought you pondered
then you turned to answer me
“I think so, for sure!”  
you insisted, most emphatically

Like links upon the chain of life
joined by unseen tether.
You chirped your explanation,
“We’ve always been together!”

“When Mema was so tiny,
that you couldn’t even see,
Nana was seed in her,  
You were in that seed, with me!”

I closed my eyes and held you
then I kissed your little head 
“Yep.  It’s true.”  you said.  “Always.”
and you shuffled back to bed

Just when you think it’s over
and it’s reached a wondrous end
The end is a beginning
and we round the magic bend

I dreamed about a hummingbird
luminous and blue
Who emanated mystic wisdom 
into rainbows as he flew

The melody diffuses
as a harmony of hues.
Surrender then crescendo
into eternities’ good news

The orchestra of life explodes
and our hummingbird returns
to weave his final tapestry
sprouting life from ashes burned

This is a perfect story
and it has a perfect end
giving rise to new creation
and the bird will fly again

Many, many years from now
As you gaze at the night sky
You’ll think about this story
then remember me and sigh

Glance up to the crescent moon
In its’ stead you’ll see my smile
tell me all about your day
and we’ll visit for a while

Gently I’ll caress your cheek
with breeze upon the air
and sprinkle you with moonlight 
so you know that I am there

We’ve always been together,
and we shall always be.
A little birdie told me so,
as you did, when you were three.


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The Albatross

THE ALBATROSS
Under thunder blows a colder wind, across an endless sea,   
Like a voice from the call of a far off shore in the solitude we perceive; 
For ago remained an innocent age, torn away by a thousand years
Where sincerity alone is tied to its own majestic grace;
But flow on the bluest waves over the oceans deep and wide   
Waiting long for things abandoned

Forsake those condemned to the early dawn, far past ten thousand year’s,
Still in all its silent symmetry, flies by a bird on wing;
Mysterious seemed that outstretched arm, in all 10 feet in span                                   
Grasping what came from the east, bound to rays of light; 
For seas are blessed by both good and bad 
Waiting long for what’s abandoned  

Fifty years is doomed to its own intent, lost in its own emotion,
While all that we can hold, is a time fifty thousand past;               
Come see what waits is a soul possessed, holding a daylights passage 
Where what seemed lost is an albatross, staring through its blacker eyes; 
But all we see is the bluest sea, left under tomorrow’s sky
Waiting long for things abandoned

Crashes still those crystalline waves, warmed by spring’s rebirth, 
Until we see an albatross, departing as the seasons change;
And a hundred thousand years escapes, slips away from time and place
Bound to the cliffs and bound to the rushes of a land so far away; 
For over the bluest sea, is the sunlight that we seek
Waiting long for those things abandoned      

Surrounded is he who waits in the shadow, lost to the rhythm we’ve created,
While somewhere stands an albatross, and drinks its salted wine;
For now is past a million years, gone to the mystery of life
Lost in the worth of simplicity and the innocents of desire;
But now the bluest sea is calm, with no sign of what is past
Waiting long for things abandoned
                                                                        
Escaped the thought of an albatross bound to the symbol of its virtue,
Leashed to the seas and the sound of the waves, longing a far off shore; 
Hold on to the meaning of our vision, past ten million years 
And hear the call of an albatross, its beauty and its wonder;
For here we see the bluest sea, in a land of lost intent
Waiting long for those things abandoned

                             By m.norton


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rooted

This is a day my God has made
constructed within His mighty hand.
He saw it good to have me placed
within the frame of time I stand.
Each season only good for me
wether the cold or heat prevail,
surely in time good fruit I'll  bare
If i trust in Him without fail.

Sometimes moved by the slightest breeze,
I start to wonder how long
before these testing tempests cease
(but they do make my branches strong).
Sometimes I contaminate the soil
with thoughts that weary me
forgetting that these seeds I sow
will reap my life's testimony.

But oh, how great is He in grace
that roots me in His love,
not a foundation as secure
as the Cornerstone above
seated at the right hand of the Father
interceding without end
on my behalf before the throne
so that I live in Him again.

Even the world withers away
but I know God's Word ever same
says I was made to give Him glory
and fleshly ways I am to tame.
bring to submission and obedience
what once was filled with worldly pride
and for His purpose I endeavour
because He's kept  me all this time.


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Song of Spring

Song of Spring

Rejuvenate! It’s time of spring,
creation’s sweet rebirth.
And now we need not feel the cling
of gloom upon this earth.

It’s time for thankfulness. Rejoice;
in flowered meadows dance!
Praise God and lift a happy voice
with fellow celebrants.

Refresh yourself. Dip hands and toes
into a rushing rill.
Feel sun on skin as water flows,
and let your soul refill!

A time of reverence too. Recall
how Jesus paid the price
and gave his life to save us all,
the greatest sacrifice.

Reflect!  Behold the blossomed trees.
Inhale the fragrance of
the lilac’s sprigs; hear drone of bees,
and ponder Christ’s great love.

A time to start anew. Revive!
Along each mountain slope,
the earth bathed green has come alive
with beauty, life, and hope.




for ten hour/ten day hymn/song contest by Deb


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Crimson Blood Sunset

Crimson Blood Sunset

If I could grab a piece of sunset at days end.
I would nurture it the night through,
That at sunrise, there would be twice the light.
How right it is to be in light.
As darkness descends, to grab a piece of sunset.
And set time on end, such that endings seldom matter and beginnings dawn the 
night sky like second chances dripping dew drops of fading sadness.
Ah what a sunrise that would be,
If I could grab a piece of sunset on such a day that things went right and I fought 
like a soldier with a newly sharpened sword of kindness.
Such a sunset, Such a sunset, if I could grab a moment’s peace, I’d grip it tight 
and never loose that hold to what’s right.
If I could tell my wife I loved her and mean it.
I’d tell her a thousand times in a thousand tiny things that men do in passing, but 
make me shudder.
A thousand nights of sunrise I tell you.
A thousand nights of sunrise, telling time to stop its pestering.
Tyrannical time beckoning to days end.
But if I could grab such that sunset, bright, brilliant, rainbows of light convincing 
me of my savior’s love.
I would bask in that moment nurture it, such that at sunrise there’d be a 
thousand Jesus loves you’s shining for all the day to see.
And me too, shining bright in such that double sunrise,
Spawned from second chances from secret sunsets.
If I could grab a moments peace just long enough to stare beyond this endless 
night of fear and monotony.
Ah Pride, let me alone and leave me be,
To grab this sunset.
Embroidered with purple and crimson sunshine.
Blood stained sunshine, convincing me that Jesus loves me and there is nothing 
to fear.
If I could grab a hold of that crimson blood sunset, now that would be something!


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The length and Breath of Time

The Length and Breath of Time

Yes, you linger so succinct my fellow of graying hue;
Like a ember coal is you as you fumble for a cigarette;
Eyes burning down to the filter; the very best of your
Soul is unbound with time, but you lie unaware in longing and regret. How shall we entrain
you? We who seek your solace, your collar stayed conformity to watch it fade and falter.
You stand upon the altar of time with folly pinching your
Belongings – how dare the Jester diminish the gifts he gave you?
A home, a shell of leather on your feet, a small itching on the back of time that all is
filtered through sublime; breathe it in my friend. It is coming to an end.
There’s a furnace deep within you where all acts do
linger fueled bright.
You stoke it day and night, yet no fire lights the
Architecture of the soul’s encasement, for it is billeted elsewhere, beyond the realm your
secrets have devised.
This should come as no surprise,
You can quench the fire, and scatter through the ashes
But find no answers there,
Another day,
Another week,
Another year…
Pull back that iron door,
Bite your tongue and curse the darkness
To light that flame once more…


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It's Time

It’s time to stop all the bullying
That goes on in the schools of this land
It’s time to have the victims
Try to make a stand

It’s time for the bullies
To just call it a day
Before they get into trouble
Then they will have to pay

For all the people they mistreated
One day they’ll know how it feels
To be hurt, lied to, and then get cheated
Out of all the great things in life

It’s time for all this tension to end
So that the bullies and their victims
Can possibly become friends
And learn from the bad experiences they had


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bad childrens storys

humpty dumpty sat on a wall
when he knew his big butt was going to fall
why did he even get up there at all
a round guy on a tiny ledge
so he fell off and crack his head 
now humpty dumpty is just scrambled eggs

jack and jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of ,yea right
that boy did;nt follow her just for water that night
i think he cause they had a fight
you know what it sounds like to me  
like he was just working on a strategry
another little love story ending up in tradergdy

old mother hubbard went to the cubbard to get her poor dog a bone
now why did she go there knowing her cubbards were bare 
and she didnt have  any food of her own
instead of wasting time looking on the shelf
she should let the dog go and fend for himself

but my favorite is the three little pigs
now here  a story that i can really dig 
even though the big bad wolf blew thier house down
 those little pigs still stood their ground
kinda like red riding hood did 
when that wolf tried to diguise himself
 in her grandmothers wig

 we tell these story to our kids
just like our parents and their parents did
we add our own words in from time to time 
putting a whole new view on nursery rymes
as we lose ourself in the stories we often wonder why
because we know in real life fairy tales are just a lie


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Transformation of Thought

I thought I was living, but I knew I was dead
My essence was draining, leaking making me wish I could see
This wheel I ride was a simple device
Running down the road I knew it would never end
Forgive me for I have but one notion in this world
A crazy time, but it spits me in a kind of swirl
The existence of man is my one real legend
The dog came and put its head on my lap
Love so deep I felt it to my bone
Yes now I knew God was here
At last salvation, the time for wondering was over
I was really going home
Then the window opened and I was falling 
Help, help I screamed
Only the laughter echoed in my mind  



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The land of my birth

I left you long ago for a place unknown
Every time I remember how it used to be
My heart is always flooded with memories

It was not always about the running water, electricity or the good roads
It was simply about the rich abiding love that people shared with others
If I did not show up at church, somebody stopped by to check that I was okay
If they did not turn up at a place, it was my duty to be certain that everything was alright

Neighbors were family friends not just people you waved to
Deeds were done not for a fee but out of love and that was the way we rolled
I became a mother for the first time in a strange land, I could not be more lonely
Husband had to go to school, I had no one to turn to

I called my Mama, thousands of miles in Africa, I wept and wept
All she could say was, "baby you can do it"  you go on and be blessed
It was tough, it was hard but I made it
If I did not know God in a personal way, I might have lost it

I miss you Oh land of my birth every now and then
The laughter, the pure joy, the unfailing love I shared with others
The help of others that was always at hand
Everyone looking for what they could give not what they could get 

Though you have your share of woes but you are still the land of my birth
Though you are still developing as a nation, you have qualities that can not be compared
I have found a home in this place, it is no longer strange
I have been blessed with a family and friends that do care


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Heartstone Christmas

A special time
When the sun shone bright
In clear winter light
 
Robin Redbreasts
Darted back and forth
Singing gaily
The splash of red
Upon the snow
As they were being fed
 
In a magical world
Belonging to you and me
Christmas , came
In our hearts
The joy of giving
Beneath the tree
 
In a castle
To the right of the Winding Stair
A great tree grew
A mighty fir
 
In soft winter light
The candles  lit
Upon a tree
Faerie light
 
Golden feathers from Heartstone Eagles
Were put on the tree
Ribbons and lace from the Queens
Glowing berries from the Kings
 
A living tree
Filled with colour
Decorated with love
For you
For me
 
In a magical world
Under a tree
Christmas came
In soft winter light
Kings and Queens
Gave generously
 
Gifts of love
Colour
Of tranquillity
Passed on through
A kiss
A touch
Under a tree
 
Faeries flew
Trees, whispered
A castle, lit
The love felt, too
 
A single touch
Passing
You give your self
To everyone
They share all of you
As they share too
Forever lasting
 
This is a Heartstone Christmas
For what is given
Is love
Colour
Tranquillity
Under a tree
 
There is no greater gift
Then giving all of you
The light inside glowed
You wanted this,
and it showed
 
I want to share
A Heartstone Christmas
With you
Hold your hand
See the Northern Lights
Faeries too
 
For a Christmas at Heartstone
Is a time for love
A time to be free
Where the heart knows
Of everything
For it shows
In you
 


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Be My Example

The day I look at myself
I'll notice the distance
The thoughts of trying to accomplish my goals
are diminished
Maybe if I start again, this time alone
Then I won't be the one wrong
My life has just begun, because now
I know that I've won!
If I believe that I can be
Anything that I see
I'll look around for a career,
So this time next year
I'll be happier than I am now.


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US Under Alien Stars

Here's to all that put up a good fight. A tough battle of day, so we can all safely sleep  tonight.

Our brother troops on a foreign ground, wide awake with evil all around. 

Outcasts in a bleak lifeless place. Any free time, just trying to picture your face. 

Day falls away, and out comes glimmering stars. Not much else to see here, but broken walls and burned up cars. 

Within many U.S. troops, thrives a common hope. To defeat these psycho groups, is what we all mainly scope. 

Day by day, days drag on. More time here and more friends gone. 

Many wish on these stars in the sky. A common wish to finally say goodbye! 

Some time from now and not too long, mission complete and soon to sing the song. 

These years have come and past. We all have grown very strong, and the bond will always last. 

Next up coming, will be our ride back home. Back with our family and freedom to roam.


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DEBRIS AT THE GOLDEN GATES

Tainted wits... blurred in 
clarity, 
a madman's coronation... our 
country's plight. 
atlas, we are home, choked in 
parity 
another to our last 51, the 
journey's so far. 
can we break the walls? 

This imagination, a shattering 
throne. 
when city's celebrate a 
thousand birth-years, 
then we recollect another 
bloodshed... 
52 million heads in 52 dying 
years. 
what a shame! 

My country of birth 
civilized cannibals, through 
kingdoms of ancient gods 
to masquerades in 
government house...our 
golden gates. 
BOKO HARAM? lies. 
another lie, 

Can of worms... debris at the 
golden gates, 
At 27,I look older than my 
country's age 
what years of tears had done 
to my teenly skin, 
my skipping heart would have 
been younger in Queensland. 

Another death rate 
on our golden birth...52? 
decades of misuse... reckless 
abandonment, 
while the slim pigs eats 
porridge, 
fattening to unconsciousness in 
American clinics 
once parading as good 
Shepherds, we are all gone, 
pocketted in their fat pockets. 
52 years of ferocious reigns, 
when he's gone.. 
yet another one 
Olusegu..abach, babangi, 
jona... No calling names, 
Yet they all wear the same 
masks. 
Maggots at the golden 
gates...snakes at the states 
secretariates, 
traditional money-bags... 
nothing is left to cry for. 
we are finished dry... 
the tears are all gone... 
though not fools, we only 
watch. 


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Apocalypse Williamsburg

From Williamsburg, bright eyes, overseer of the metropolis, witness of endless pulsation, loose walker in green mood sometimes, drinker of emotive cocktails in the summer afternoons, tell me the news my friend but spare me from Eastern Side square puzzles. Let’s stick to our plans as I said, one trip here and there, suffering together, that’s the plan. See, the river keeps flowing despite our  nightmares,  those sidewalks have invited tourists to feel like they were red bugs in the rainforest, fostering projects of little value, breaking mirrors, flying by wingless copper statues, crossing the river in a pure firework boat. I wish I could stop by more often, I wish I could share more tables with you my friend, I wish I could travel the light speed and have a well done negroni with you on a weekly basis. The place from where you are, oh God, I feel like it is mine too, never mind to explain that.   Blessed from North to South, from West to East; Autumn. The so hundreds messages all over the park, who will be next to step over this so blessed grass ?


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World Peace in 20 Lines or Less.

Comfort is relative,
so is beauty,
for that matter
movement,
joy,
sex,
love.
Close your eyes,
drop your disguise
the one your parents
gave you.
Alone,
you are a string of
bones,
no other thought
can save you.


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Haven

HAVEN
By Tom Brown

Issues...

Never once the good coming into the bad but the bad slowly becoming good
Evolving from one into the other like a seesaw of drama and reality
Varying only by what it is now
Every time hitting just as hard
Ripping into my soul only to heal itself over the hard times

Questions from before become questionable
Usually leading to more confusion
Initially meant to ease the mind but becomes
The never ending cycle of life

In this time my will is tested

Judgment swings it's hammer in due time
Used solely to set me free from one hell and
Soaring into what could be another
Time consuming hole in which I may not return from...but

Faith is
Only giving me the drive to continue
Life is a test inside another
Looking from the outside inward
Only to test me further and
Warranting me my chance at something better in the future

Maybe my life has more meaning than I thought
Yet I still find myself tested

Hopefully I can still go on
Eventually the tests will end
And my efforts to survive this will be noticed
Rewarding me my freedom
Then maybe I can find what I've always been searching for...


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on first looking into pirsig's zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance

To Eamon 

I followed you down that long straight road
Stretched through plain under sky
You with your boy and your bicycle
Me, with Despair in my stare and my sigh.
And we came to the Dante-esque crossroads
And watched as ghosts in machines drove by.

I had seen, of course, this show before
But not with you by my side
And the loneliness was lessened
With two caught on life’s cold neap tide.
Two sheep in the false wolf’s clothing
Of an alienating pride.

Trekking miles of running blacktop
Not knowing if to or from
Just keeping present with the moments
Of time coming and time gone.
And the twisted things that the intellect
Poured its poisoned moonlight on.

We stopped at a dusty layby
High and bare upon a bluff
And I felt suddenly false and foolish 
Caught up in your family stuff.
Like a dog around a carcass
Who cannot eat enough.

Oh blindly I adored you
Your machinelike cold control
As you calmly dissected other lives
In a way that showed no soul.
And I thus refused what God had dropped 
In my Buddhist begging bowl.

When we chilled out at the ranchhouse
I simply couldn’t see
That intellectualising
Was not where we needed to be.
That we cut ourselves with the scalpel
That was meant to set us free.

We were miles from that messy pump the heart
That overrules the head
When talk comes dark and throaty
Or gesture rules instead.
And the soft look of submission
Says the things that can’t be said.

O it’s hard to track the wolf man
Who hates being spied upon
And who when he sees it’s over
Thinks it’s easy to move on.
For the present’s lean and hungry
And the road leads from Babylon.

Yes it’s hard to see the wolfman
Ever watchful for the spy
Tho’ sometimes you will catch him
Under the fitful moonlit sky
On a road forever straightened
In his wide and suffering eye.
  



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Cap'n and the Wench -part the first-

"Cap'n & the Wench" *part the first* Says the Wench to the Cap'n "I thinks I'll have Me a Beer!" So says the Cap'n to the Wench " Go right ahead Me Dear!" With an Evil Grin & a Twinkle in his Eye~ So's the Wench did notice & then by & by~ Did say to the Cap'n "Be mindin' Yer P's & Q's!" "Fer Me's the Wench what Decides that which Ye do!" "Fer Yer no Porpoise & that there's no Danged Flipper!" "Har!" says the Cap'n ~ "I am though the Skipper!" The Wench did then Tumble down the Companionway.... The Cap'n figgered was his time now to Play.... 'Round & 'Round to the Foc'sl they Wrestled.... Twere Both quite Surprised when in the Crow's Nest they Nestled! The Mighty North Wind did so Howl that Wild Night.... The Great Ship did Roll with Nary a Wave in Sight.... When then there was a Tremendous Bolt from the Blue.... "Har!" Says the Wench "'Twas Me I figgered Ye knew!" The Ol' Cap'n was all a'Shivered from Timber to Timber.... "Nay not to Worry" says the Wench "I'll be gettin' ye Limber!" Now the Rest o'this Tale is Told from Time to Time.... The Ending is always said to be Mighty Rightly So Fine..... The Great Ship is Seen Oft enough Sailin' Again on the Seas.... With Always enough Beer with which that Hardy Wench to Please! SeaWolf ©


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Hidden Deep Within

I'm back to my writing, 
I'm back to my thinking, 
I dont know why I keep fighting, 
I don't know why I keep drinking, 

I always think I'm too spiritually weak, 
when I choose to ****ing smoke, 
but even ever more when I take that next drink, 
killing myself ain't no ****ing joke. 
Soon I will be six feet deep, 
I'm down in the reservation gutter finally broke, 
words said softly but nothing meaningful ever spoke. 

I'm back to my writing, 
I'm back to my thinking, 
I dont know why I keep fighting, 
I don't know why I keep drinking, 

Tell me something different Lord! 
Tell me why I grew up so ****ing poor! 
Tell me why I spent time sitting in prison crying to you on a concrete floor! 
Tell me why I can't have what I want in this life in what I truly do adore! 
Tell me why I am doing this when I can be doing that because this *****I'm doing now is a bore!
 
I'm back to my writing, 
I'm back to my thinking, 
I dont know why I keep fighting, 
I don't know why I keep drinking, 

I know the answers I ask are hidden deep within, 
I just have to look past my sins, 
I guess I can be an outlaw of just another outcast laughing at the world with a silent grin,
 I know I can be no hearted in the land of OZ I'm the mother fuking man of tin, 
I know if I would I would do all this *****all over again. 
I used to be the one at the end of the trail with just another loss but this my time to win.
 I know the answers I ask are all hidden deep within.


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Making It Up To You

I'll spend years making it up to you.
Each passing day I will pray a little longer
and hope a little more.
I can wipe my sadness off my arm and hold it
in a bag by the door --
if you'd agree to just pick it up and drop it off at the cleaners.
Then I know for sure it's over and we're just beginning
to get to the end of whatever the hell happened
and whatever the hell we'd been.
I can press my face up against the glass and 
hit the window with my fists
and be part of you again.
Just to feel anything 'cuz nothing would take away
this empty void I have lurking inside the broken part of me.
I would ask again for help and please beg you to just wait.
Wait for the time I'm ready and strong with 
everything brushing past me and all my leaves gone.
Wait 'til I'm just alone and scared like a child
and breathing shallow like a fish out of water 
causing you to see my pain.
It's written all over my neck and my back,
down to my middle toe on the left foot.
I just wanted you to know that I never said 
no.
I never said I was telling the truth.
I never said I was sorry, and that's something I'd never do.
Each day was a lesson and each lesson was learned.
Sometimes it doesn't hurt as much to let myself feel the burn.
We're not able to spend this time reflecting.
I'll spend years making it up to you. 


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Gone

Yesterday has slipped away
And only now I see
Just how sad the answers
To those questions asked can be

A hollow feeling in my heart
A pain inside so real
An empty space inside of me
That only you can fill

Even though you're gone from me
Still I’m holding on
To something that can never be
To something so far gone

People say that I'll forget 
That time will dry my tears
People say this pain inside
Will fade throughout the years

But everything we did
And every word that we did share
And every place we've been
Have left their shadows everywhere

Apart from you and I
Nobody else could ever know
Or ever understand
The part of me that can't let go

You were my love, my heart, my soul
You gave my life to me
And now I feel so lonely 
Saying 'I' instead of 'We

In a world of strangers
Here alone I stand
My promise of tomorrow
Gently slipped right through my hand

I close my eyes and feel you near
In dreams you're by my side
In every prayer I pray for you
In every tear I cry

Not only did I lose my love
I lost my best friend too
I lost my world, my heart, my soul
The day that I lost you

Although the road gets lonelier
And longer everyday
My memories of loving you
Will never fade away...


By Raina Hutchins



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DEBT AND LIFE

Man wants life, too easy, as sweet as honey
But for that needs money.

Money he may though have
But not sufficient for him to behave.

Not sufficient for his needs and deeds
Like uncountable rosary beads.

For his satisfaction of materialistic lust
He requires money to sweep away his hungry dust.

But wherefrom will he get more money
Which for him, it is as sweet as honey.

Atlast, he lays his hands for debt, debt for a few rupees
And from that day, a charge on his character levies.

Today, tomorrow came and went
With the end of each day, money came and got spent.

Again, he requires more money to sweep his dirty dust
Again some generous donors fulfilled his lewd lust.

Days came and went, with each sunrise and sunset
But his mind never sensed shame and regret.

Again he needs money to sweep away his dirty dust,
But this time no generous donors did him just,
Instead their generous face, radiated bright with rage and disgust.

Now he was all alone
Trusted by none and havoc prone.

He now realized his folly
To waste money in leisure and be jolly.

Company owners found him useless
Wasting time and energy in task meaningless.

They asked him to give his resignation letter or else get fired
He remembered the bright sunny day when he was hired.

Everywhere he was surrounded by dense cloud of darkness
No light, no hope only sadness.

Alas, he had no other option but to repent
Sit alone in dark and lament.

He went to a nearby river bank
Saw his reflection in rippling water and his heart sank.

Unable to bear the pain, the grief, the depression which pinched in him in
He jumped into the mighty river to wash away his sin.


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Midnight Fixed

Along the corridor
A creaking floor
Candle lights glow
Winds outside
Whispering corners
The moon is low
Silently along
I tip toe...

My eyes in the door
Your back to the wall
A shadowy twin
Stretched long and thin
The fire behind you
A crackling roar
Winds howl outside
Crashing waves to shore
I'm watching you...
My eyes in the door...

My shadowy twin
In Love I Am
You have no beginning
You have no end
A constant loop
Through time again
And again

My shadowy twin
With fire behind you
And winds moving in
You have no beginning
You have no end
A constant loop
Through time again

You have no end
A constant loop
With~In~Love~I~Am...

I'm near to you
Just out of sight
Just beyond your flames
In the candle light...
Midnight,
Fixed to Midnight.

I watch you from here
I'm facing you now
Can you see me Love
In-between the sound
Can you feel me near
Waves crash to shore
Winds howl outside...
I've come to know more...

I've tip toed
Along the corridor
To be your Shadow
Just beyond the Door.

Deep within Heart
The travel is long
Just beyond Fire
To hear Your song.

Midnight fixed
in the Moonlight
We Care... to know more
Waves crash to shore
Winds howl outside.
Eyes in the corridor...

Reality breaking
Lightening flashes
Spiraling wind
And thunder crashes
From center our eyes
Creation flies
My TIC
Your TOC
Our roll
Their clock
And thunder crashes
Lightening flashes
A spiraling wind

You have no beginning...
I have no end.
A constant loop
Through time again

Midnight fixed,
To Midnight.
A spiraling wind
Sounds of thunder
Through time again

And again,
I have no beginning.
You have no end.


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The Vet

A forgotten time he lived
 A place of love and smiles
  A place of family and friends
Young and full of life
  He was sent to a forgotten war
    His life to be changed forever
Doing what was ask of him
  The pain in his heart began
    Battleing fear and what he was sent to do
He returned to a time of resentment and hate
  He endured the nightmares and the unbelievers
    Standing on the edge looking down
She took his hand and led him away
  Teaching him to smile again
    Calming his heart with compassion and love
She taught him that life was possible
  Unchained his heart and entered
    He live today because of her
You light up my life
  Their song

 Dedicated to John and Julie
    


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Modella

Today I think I deem it fit,
Strolling around her beauty skills,
Controlling so many on thoughts to eat,
Alas! She's firmly on her feets,

Traveling through the comfort of my thrills,
Patience my mind ultimately sings,
Fragiility is how she has learnt to fly,
How often does she intend to overlook certain things?

she'll do all it takes untill she touches on the sky,
Her glamour generates her a slogan modella,
When would she oblige to deservingly earn a treet,
Understandably under an authority of restrict,

Yearning hearts are waiting to end their cry,
Ultimately i seek to find an adventurous Ella


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Bind Him Up Forever

He spends his time in idleness, trying to find his place in this world, and looking 
for his way, though unaware he fails each time and falls deeper in despair.
He doesn't know that he'll never find happiness while in such woe, or know what 
it's like to be,... Really loved! 

My father, I come to you, lowly bent,...
Draw him nigh to thee, make him thine very own, walk before him, beside and 
after him; follow. Keep him so close, that your heart beats for him. Let Your love 
flow through him and Your grace bind him up forever.

In You, he'll never fear tomorrow and all his sorrows will soon fade away. 
Everyday will be sunshine, even though it's dark and dreary, Your light will 
outshine every cloud. His days will never be  so good that he is beyond the need 
of Your grace,and his days so bad that he is beyond the reach of Your grace.!

My father, I come to You, lowly bent...
Lift him from the miry clay and wash him in Your purified blood, then shall he be 
a part of your devine will. Make sure the path before him, lay out trials to teach 
him to trust You, and mountains let him climb that he may know endurance and 
faith.Through valleys of darkness let him wander that he will know you'll never 
leave nor forsake him and Your hand leads the way.

Let Your love flow through him, and Your grace bind him up forever!

(c) March, 25, 2008
Rosemarie Schrock


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12 Dec2010

I don't do the things we used to do.
I don't say the things we used to say.
But yet my heart won't forget...I will never forget all the time we spent.
You will always be my little best friend.

I don't know when we will see each other again.
Will you understand the reasons why you left?
It was my plan to watch you grow each day.
I am so sorry it didn't happen that way.

I don't laugh the way we used to laugh
And I'm not part of the things you do each day.
But my heart won't forget...I'll never forget all the time we spent.
You'll always be my little best friend.


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Mother's Nature

I was the water beneath their feet, the Warm breeze that swept past them as They took their first steps to The Promise Land. I moved them forward with little persuasion, Their minds racing with the anticipation of Life being given by my gentle hand. The trees twisted before their eyes; The sounds of the past filling their souls As my warm breath filled the air. The coyote called to you, the sky blushed, The ancient faces of years gone by, Gathered, their whispers hushed. Your faces, I remember, to this day, Were filled with dread and joy, But I knew the future you had ahead; To fight, loathe and destroy.


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Still Love You

My life has been a struggle through despondent 
pain and all
as my worldly issues continue to fall.
But I realize I was not created to break
so I pick my emotional bag of heartache.
I take all the hurtful woe
and buried it away by my inner love to let go.
Hence I find the strength from within
as I raise up my chin.
To become a better woman.
with a new life to begin.
To make it on the top.
not allow my self esteem to drop
I made it through
I know I still have you.
the time we invest


was true love blessed.
Still through our situation
of an unhappy relation.
Our love will never lapse
nor will my experiences of hurt ever relapse.
But unconscious our love will be strong
and our time together will not be right or wrong.
All though life’s troubles continually invade
Our affection for one another will never fizzle or fade
Now it is time to say good-bye.
however, our love will never die.


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Machel the Archangel

I know a woman,
With asian eyes, eqyptian features, and native tongue,
She is a hybrid, like Isis and Sheeba before her,
I met her on the dance floor,
And she danced like heaven itself was upon her,
In humility she soared like the eagle that I long to be,
And in that moment I sensed destiny,
I know a woman,
With a mind and heart that belong to God,
And in the beginning, we talked till the morning came,
Like rain in the sunshine, she spoke to my soul,
And in that moment I knew love,
But Satan is active, and he sought to destroy our love,
And he deceived me time and time again,
But she would not relent, for she knew not who I was but who I could be,
And in that love, in her belief, God sustained me,
I know a woman,
Who saw me abased, a child under the curse of the sin of the world,
She saw me unable to love, unable to feel, unable to protect her,
She saw me watch unmoved as her father destroyed his sacred body,
But she would not relent,
And in that moment I knew hope.
I know a woman,
Who saw me time and time again, cling to her with jealous weakness,
Who saw her father ascend into heaven, while the rest of us doubted his fate,
And as I cringed in cowardice, and as I with bloodlust reached to regain my destiny,
All she said was, “I believe!”
And in her perseverance, I knew redemption.
And now, we soar as two eagles, two boats, separate and distinct, but unified by the water
of life on which we sail,
I tell you, thought it is now my time to reach the sky in rhythm,
Her time will come, and through her love the world will know celebration!
Dancing to the rhythm of God above, and Machel the Archangel!


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forever and always I love you

everyday I wake to your face
your soft skin set in a smile
you make my heart pound 
and my pulse race
and I blame you

you make my knees weak 
when you smile that smile
when stare at me like 
I'm a rare Jewel
and I blame you

my fingers tremble as they reach 
your arms pull me in
it's cold outside 
I snuggle close to your warmth
my knees shake harder
I blame you

Next time.....
No music plays
It's quiet and I read
eyes swollen from the fight we had
and from the tears that fell out of my eyes
I blame you

I think
and think

and remember
the time we kissed
the time we danced 
the times there was no music and we still danced 
the times when I was scared of the thunder 
and you held me

I remember
what I want to forget is Goodbye
But I don't think I can say it
My heart burns when I dare to 

I want to feel your arms
wrap around me 
and your voice whispering in my ear
your lips on mine
I blame you 

that my heart is broken
that it swells when I think of you
that my legs still shake and quiver when 
I find you on the street

tears spill from my eyes
I pick up the phone, 
my fingers lingering over the buttons
i can't dial 
want to
can't....
I miss you

My heart can't take it....
more tears
my sobs breaking the quiet
sobs broken by the phone

it's you
you say you're sorry
I smile just at your voice
I've missed it
You sound like you've been crying

we were always alike that way
You say another thing
I wait, wanting to hear,
but scared

you say....

you remember
the time we kissed
the time we danced 
the times there was no music and we still danced 
the times when I was scared of the thunder 
and you held me

you've missed me
we both laugh sadly
I say that 
I've missed you

we smile, 
we imagine it 

I love you....

but I don't say it out loud...
at least, not yet.

but, I love you
forever and always

forever and always


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Idle

Many dissapointments
lots of let downs
all this time acting like a clown
if I would have studied
the way I should have
I wouldn't be angry about my mishap
I've spent my time watching my friends
now their successful
with all the trends
now I have nothing 
thats what i've seen for awhile
not because no one offered, because I let it pile
now I've filed
the wrong complaint 
when really it was my fault 
I had no restraints


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And In The END

Message Delivered
I Am Done
Here , No One
Even Noticed

Trumpet Sounded
Angels Spoke
Another Day
Passes Away

Tick , Tock
Time Slides
Just When
The Decision Made

Flash Of Light
Fury of the Wind
Thunderous Noise
The END


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Summer

Summer is real and stress free for children
The kind of stuff I would like to feel again

Magic days of battles and fun
Stories at camp and hills to run

Sports and invention were there always
Lounging in the pool taking in the warm days

No worries and cares even entered my mind
Now a days it gets harder to find

The same feelings I used to get when
My hair waved hello and goodbye to the wind

Barbeques and board games are a kind jest
To all your friends and make them the best

Spray of the hose and water guns made me laugh
Our fishing poles were at the ready to cast

These days are getting tough with work and bills
One day I will find a way back to a time that fills

With Summer


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The Battle of Hastings

The cold wind north, fate took its course
As fate is fain to do
For kings fall down, that bloody crown!
And still the eagle flew.

The time had come, to cross the chasm
To stop the king untrue.
From France to Wales, through storms and gales,
And still the eagle flew.

They manned the sails ere sun grew pale
For twas a hardy crew
With thousand score of men aboard 
And still the eagle flew.

Men grew weary, sea was dreary
Til land was within view 
They were ready, swords a - steady
And still the eagle flew.

In days of yore, upon the shore,
Both silent and subdued
For who says aught afore they fought
And still the eagle flew.

The marched o’er peaks til days were weeks 
The Normans, they all knew 
It would be soon, before next moon
And still the eagle flew.

In foreign land they must withstand,
With death to pay their due.
From the forest, the battle crest!
And still the eagle flew.

To conquer all, Harold will fall!
The Normans marched on through, 
Ready to kill on Senlac Hill
And still the eagle flew.

While juggling swords, he sang the words
Of Roland brave and true.
Twas Taillefer, the jester fair
And still the eagle flew.

Dead soldier there by Taillefer
Then Harold’s soldiers slew
The jester’s head, first Norman dead
And still the eagle flew.

Then time seemed froze, no swords nor blows
But blood would fall anew,
As fights broke out, with gore throughout
And still the eagle flew.

Then time resumed, all men were doomed
For such is war I knew.
Swords were flashing, knights were clashing
And still the eagle flew.

The Normans won, the battle done,
The mighty King they slew,
That great Harold, that king so bold.
And still the eagle flew.

The conqueror, the saviour
Twas William, king anew,
Upon the throne, Britain his own
For now his eagle flew.
 
The eagle flew with doves unto
That field of gore wasting
For thus ended that “noble” deed,
The Battle of Hastings.


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Immortal View of Time

Immortal I stand at the dawn of time watching as history unfolds what will become of 
mankind. War and evil is said to be man made, but it was created by the Ancient of Days; 
long before the snake will entice the mortals to slay.

The land is green with promise of that which is unseen, seize the day while it is young is the 
battle cry of the old, carpe diem is dead and cold. Potential is something that is most not fully 
realized, and never surpassed. History is the story of man never learning from the mistakes 
they have made before; there is no new problem under the sun.

Little spiders in my brain running at the speed of light, each carries a little thought some of: 
joy, hope, fear, and delight. Another fly dies food for thought is consumed fueling my mind 
through out the night.

The war within is the one not without belief, that these ants, spiders, and flies live and die for 
something larger than what they are in this life. “Veni Vedi Veci” Caesar cried but what was it 
for that this ant died? Shakespeare wrote, he spun and weaved but with his web of beautiful 
words is he really anything more than a spider to me?

The Brink of the dawn until this point in time: you’re born, you live and die. Is there a point to 
try? The pages of history are all the same, but do your best to live it different in each day. We 
will put it on your grave that you dared to live for the new day, which never came for you 
anyways.

Immortal I stand at the setting of the sun it seems like yesterday time has just begun; but 
now it’s done and these mortals had a good run. They have managed to find grace in the 
eyes of the Ancient of Days.


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Drinkin Buddies

Pour a shot for me, pour a shot for you.
Swallow down, so quick is the liqueur.
You recoil in pleasure, it tastes good.
Set it up again, time to put up another two.

You think about forgetting the pain,
But your just making it all worse.
Slowly, slowly the picture gets dizzier,
Good judgement goes down the drain.

You love the crown, and he does his job,
Making you feel heavy then ultra light.
Words mind as well be backwards,
And all your thoughts, so many, he did rob.

You look at each other, sloppily thinking,
And you remember what you did forget.
Unsure if the other is feeling the same way.
Look away, wondering, both keep drinking.

F- it! You slow melt into the way it was.
Sooo goooood, but oh soooo baaaaadddd!
The restraint clock is over, time to give in,
You're already too far, no stop, no pause.

Tricky is the soundtrack, intense is the play.
Between are you two, crazy is this game.
Long, amazing, wishing it could last forever,
But you doubt it, you wake sober the next day. 

Was so much fun, and it was much shattering.
Again, you are so weak, you shake your head.
Your foolishness, your eyes drawn asunder.
But so much more then one night of smattering. 

You part, intense attraction you have to ignore,
But so comfortable and also so careless.
You try not look over you shoulder at the other.
Never again... Hell, till they put up two more.


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Our Eyes See All

Through our eyes we see a world that is ever changing. We look on as the children play carelessly in the parks and fearfully on the streets. We see the joy in a new mother’s eyes and the pain in those of the homeless one as she searches desperately for food and shelter. 

Our Eyes See All.

Through our eyes we have seen our country both flourish and suffer. We have been witness to wars and depression. We have cheered for freedom and democracy. Through our eyes we have seen slaves freed and women included. We have helplessly watched on as family values declined while crime was on the rise.

Our Eyes See All. 

Through our eyes we can see our future. We watch on proudly as our children grow and learn. We see the innocence and hope in their eyes as they begin to live out their dreams. In the future we see our children living in a world we could only dream of, never truly expecting to see. A world virtually free of crime, hate and violence. A world where all are treated just as they were created, equally. 

Our Eyes See All. 

Through our eyes we have witnessed our history. We have seen a constantly changing world. A world full of struggle and promise. When we look around us we see the world as it is today; all of it’s beauty with all of it’s flaws. As we envision our future we see a world living in peace and harmony. A world where everyone has the right to truly live freely and happily. We see the future we have all been waiting for, a future of rewards. 

Our Eyes See All.


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Shadow of Memory

She walks in darkness in the light,
Rememberance the only sight
That fades
As the dawn breaks over the crest
Of the waves.

She finds rest and she finds peace
Inside the shelter of the leaves.
She finds stars that never cease
Beneath the night and endless seas.

She
Looks deep into the universe
And wonders at the light,
The thousand depthless, empty words
Unspoken in the night.

The moon is in her soul.
Who cares about control?
She's seen the world inside her eyes,
But she could never realize

That deep among the stars,
So deep inside the sea,
That deep inside the years' reflection,
Nothing still will be.

And time is lost and gone
As sunlight brings the dawn.
She's felt the sea beneath her eyes
Surrender tears.
She cries.


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romantic christmas

christmas is about sharing,giving, and happiness,
but it also about relationships,
and love!

I can\'t wait to spend Christmas with you,
dancing all night,
and when out side alone with ur hands wraped around mine,
we will kiss, the snow will start to fall, 
and you will look in my eyes and say \' i love you\' .    

Like i said,  Christmas is a time for caring, sharing and joy 
But Christmas is also a time for relationships and love, even if you spend it with 
just your friend!


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When Time Has No End

Refrain
Kiss me kiss me when time has no end
Thrill me thrill me until love begins
Take me take me into your arms
My love, thrill me with all of your charm
Caress me with your precious kiss

Verse
My desire for you is so intense
Leaves me feeling incensed
My love for you is that strong
God is this for real? I don’t wanna be wrong
Baby it’s ok to feel what I feel
But if you don’t feel what I feel
Then I’ll just love you as my friend
My someday lover when time has no end

Refrain
Kiss me kiss me when time has no end
Thrill me thrill me until love begins
Take me take me into your arms
My love, thrill me with all of your charm
Caress me with your precious kiss

Verse
I’ll wait for you forever
Then forever and ever
Til time stops ticking
And the wheels stop spinning
My friend in this world
I’m not your girl yet
But when time has no end
Our love will be endless


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One Last Glance--- SONG 1

Don’t let yourself be scared,
	be confident.
Don’t hold your soul back,
	just let it take flight.
Standing alone in an empty room
	admiring art from pictures of me and you.

One glance back at the life you knew before,
One last tear that wasn’t meant to fall,
One last embrace to know you were real,
One last breath to make sure you were okay;
One glance back.

Sheltered in your arms,
	a curtain of love binds me.
Hunger in your kiss,
	to know that you need me.
But I’m standing alone in a crowded
room filled with people admiring pictures
	of me and you.

One glance back at the life you knew before,
One last tear that wasn’t meant to fall,
One last embrace to know you were safe,
One last breath to make sure you 
were awake;
One glance back.

You left me on my own
worried sick about you, holding onto all
that was left of you. The
memory of you walking away,
with my silent prayer
hoping you would be okay. . .

One glance back. . .

		One last tear. . .

	One last embrace. . .

			One last breath. . .

One glance back at the life you had before,
One last tear that was meant to fall,
One last embrace to hold me through the 
night,
One last breath just to see the
mornin’ light.
One last glance.

One last glance. . .
		One last tear. . .

			One last embrace that I hold dear. . .

	One last breath that saves a life. . .



One last glance good-bye. . .

				Good-bye. . . 


								good-bye.


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Takin' Your Love Away

What do you mean you’re leaving?
	What aren’t you telling me?
		You had said that we could run away and make it out on our own; out in the wild.
			But now you’re packin’ up your things and givin’ me one last kiss good-bye.
				And I say that U can’t leave me.
					How am I supposed to live without you?
				He said I really don’t give a damn what you do.
			Keep the faith and never be afraid to follow your heart.
		I’ve told you time and time again that this love thing is too big for little girls.

										So I say. . .

I’m sorry I fell asleep in your arms and cried right in them,
You cared enough to dry them away,
But now,
That you turned away,
I still don’t know how you did it and 
You’re Takin’ Your Love Away

I picked him up at a bar.
	I didn’t have a care.									
    
  No.
		I was too drunk, so he took me home, in his truck.
	He stayed with me all night long,
Never once questioning. . .
					Never once leavin’ my side.
As I rolled over the next morning
		A note was in his place:
	Call me if you need me, I’ll be back tonight, baby.

										So I said. . .

I’m sorry I fell asleep in your arms and cried right in them,
You cared enough to dry them away,
But now,
You turned to me,
I still don’t know why you did and
I hope that
You’re not Takin’ Your Love Away


          So. . .
		Please don’t leave. . .




So he said. . .


I’m sorry I fell asleep in your arms and cried right in them,
I hope you care enough to accept this ring,
That’s all my heart.
I still know why I do this to you and
I don’t want you ever
Takin’ Your Love Away


I’m sorry I fell asleep in your arms and cried right in them,
You cared enough to dry them away,
But now,
That you turned away,
I still don’t know how you did it and 
You’re Takin’ Your Love Away



I’m sorry I fell asleep in your arms and cried right in them,
You cared enough to dry them away,	
But now,	
You turned to me,	
I still don’t know why you did and	
I hope that		
You’re not Takin’ Your Love Away	

I’m sorry I fell asleep in your arms and cried right in them,
I hope you care enough to accept this ring,
That’s all my heart.
I still know why I do this to you and
I don’t want you ever
Takin’ Your Love Away


If you love me enough. . .
			Then don’t
				Take Your Love Away


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Oil pastels

Greasy film,
touch like silk,
glides across my sketch pad,
before it's time to have a nap,
bright, bright pastels,
etched across my nostrils,
in such fluorescent colours,
I can do no other,
oil pastels,
comes perfectly natural,
to someones naked eye,
it's time to sketch and say goodbye.


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Move On

I thought the love we shared

was true.

A new connection, between me

and you. 

 

Now today the world is new.

Our love is gone

once one now two.

It's lost in that world of lonely.

 

(Refrain)

I take a deep breath, find myself again.

I don't know what to do

without you.

But it's time to move on with my life.

 

The memories we had,

the times that we shared,

that first kiss I so willingly gave.

I thought it would last forever.

 

(Refrain)

I take a deep breath, find myself again.

I don't know what to do

without you.

But it's time to move on with my life.

 

The secrets I told you,

the ones you told me.

I thought you would hold me

for eternity.

 

Who knew,

how different

our world

could someday be.

 

(Refrain)

I take a deep breath, find myself again.

I don't know what to do

without you.

But it's time to move on with my life.


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Ballad In A Graveyard

Behold my brother, MDG
Handsome, gifted, crazy
Living his days in drudgery
Thoughts unfocused, hazy

He takes his hat off in the rain
Looks down upon her grave
He sinks to earth in melting pain
Her life he could not save

He loved her then, still loves her now
Helpless as he sits here
She gave to him her lifelong vow
That he should never fear

Her going before him in death
He was the older one
He’d be first to draw the last breath
That promise, now undone

Leaves him lonely to start new life
He does not know how to
Begin afresh without his wife
He struggles to bow to

What he cannot comprehend –
Shorn of his beloved
Filled with a grief that never ends
Life? How can he live it?

Now he feels enraged, quite angry
Nothing’s fair about this!
So he sets out, mean and hungry
To try to make right this

Situation (aberration 
Is more like it he thinks --)
To refuse death’s sad invitation
He shakes his head and blinks

For there, before him, standing tall
A shadow figure waits
From its petrified fingers fall
First closed, then open gates

One portal to the unknown days,
The other, portal past
He shifted back and forth his gaze
Then suddenly, he gasped

Through portal past he saw himself
Lost, grave side, deep in pain
And then that scene resolved itself
In pouring, golden rain

Through the portal of unknown days
He sees her peaceful face
And seeks to trust God’s unknown ways
On earth, in time and space

He decided not to fight it
Or beg his lover back
No need to undo or right it
He saw there was no lack

Her peaceful face shone in his mind
Her spirit touched his soul
His vision cleared, no longer blind
His heart was healed, made whole

The pouring rain lets slowly go
The earth that holds the grave
His mind fills up with Spirit’s glow
He’s clean, reborn and brave

He can now face his life alone
Until his time to die
He knows her soul’s not trapped in stone
She’s always by his side

He’s happy now, with many friends
Who understand his peace
He lost his need to make amends
Their love will never cease


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The Battle Begins

Now sleep I may,
Into the night,
For the spirits and tomatoes
helped set things right.

I know I shouldn’t have,
For my meds don’t allow it,
But is too late now,
Please don’t you try it.

Was something I needed,
The pressure within,
Oh how I wish,
To start over again.

But she will not have it,
I do not fit in.
Her schedule is hectic, 
No time to mend.

I call her up,
No time for me,
She says just give up,
Please leave me be.

How I hate spirits,
How do you people drink this stuff?
But I am not finished,
I haven’t had enough.

For there are things inside me,
We have to get out,
Scratches on my back,
I could live without.

So deep and hurting,
Attacking my heart,
This day has been coming,
It is not a new start.

I knew from the beginning,
That this could not be,
But always an ending,
To set you free.

Now in total darkness,
The lights are so bright,
What will become of me,
On this fateful night.

The black wolf approaches,
I can sense his fear,
He can smell my scratches,
As he comes near.

Death is our battle,
We will fight tonight,
Our hearts will rattle,
To see who is right.

Deeper and deeper,
I am going down,
His blows are a killer
So profound.

He knows where to strike,
To make the best hit,
I try with all my might,
But deeper into the pit.

A loosing battle I fight,
I wanted to win,
But this is not the night,
What a night it has been.

I have a cold and feel terrible. What did you think?


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Time


We live in time and empty space,
Always trying to hold our place;
From birth to death we try to find,
Ways to heal a troubled mind.

I am naught and you are all,
You are grand and I am small;
Yet time remains with joy and sorrow,
Hovering between today and tomorrow.

A time to work, a time to play,
Time to greet another day;
Needing to touch the earth and sky,
To know the answer to the question why.

Time to love spring, time to love fall,
If I had to choose, I'd take them all;
For spring brings life with birds that nest,
And autumn brings a soft season of rest.

Time to feel joy, time to feel pain,
To touch all we feel all over again;
For joy brings life and happy laughter,
And pain brings tears and often anger.

Time to climb with stilts to Mars,
To play in the blue with all the stars;
Skipping through sky's Milky Way,
While others sleep and others play.

A time to rise and a time to fall,
A space to feel nothing at all;
For time touches all that is real,
And nothing at all is what time tries to steal.

A time to be born, and a time to die,
A time to laugh, and a time to cry;
For the young at heart have lives to live,
And the grey haired old have lives to give.


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Don't Give Your Heart to the Devil

This is no time for the devil, make no room for him in your heart.
All he needs is a 1/8 of an inch of space in your mind.
To tear your whole life apart.
He knows his time is short now, like a lion he's out on a roar.
It's your life and precious relationship with God
that that old devil really wants to destroy.
He'll use everything he can against you to your
familes, your job and foes.
And yes, sometimes our own iimperfections 
can make that devil aglow.
So don't give your heart to the devil
rely on God by persevering in prayer.
And just when you think you can't take it no  more
God's  power will substain you through his loving care.


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The birth of a star

This wall stands stronger
Stronger than any man
Yet so difficult
It was to defend

Completely out matched
Thunder came in the dark
But those on the wall
Put up one hell of a fight

The wall never ended
Nor was it straight
Yet inside those men
Had doom as fate
Those who are left
With nothing to lose
Immortally fight

As if death they choose
After days and nights
Sleep came to none
Fate had came
At the rise of the sun

Heroes are made
In this very spot
This place where our ancestors
So valiantly fought
And fight they did
Taking far more than given

Unstoppable sit the man
Who is cause driven
Surrender they could
Lives may have been spared
Where would we be today?
If our men had been scared
Heroes and legends
Were made at this spot

This spot where our ancestors
Oh, so valiantly fought




A tribute to those at the Alamo 


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Each Time

Each time is like the first time,
Thoughts of passion will never leave my mind,
Romantic evenings after dark,
Your gift of joy make me rock,

I am thinking of your warmth,
So kind and so clear,
A climatic sensation,
Each time we are near,

I hope it is the same for you,
Each time we are alone,
I know I've found that Rib God took,
I am ready to start a home,

Each time you hurt,
It makes me cry,
Each time we part,
I cannot say goodbye,

Each time you laugh,
You put a smile on my face,
Each time we kiss,
You make my heart race,

Then we make love again and again,
You are my lover,
And my very best friend,

I am your man and you are my rib,
For God formed you from me,
To demonstrate how to give,

When we are together,
I know you are mine,
Each time is special and one of a kind,
Each time...



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A Wolfs Paradise

A Wolf’s Paradise A place, where once the wolves of time, shook off their godly shields, To come to Earth eternally, where only seasons yield. They fashioned then, a godly place, of wood and shade and stone, to rest their souls and bide awhile. A heavenly, earthly home. All have tried to sing of thee, the Human, Nymph and Muse. Of your verdant halls of ochren shades, which golden lights suffuse. These wolves of time, have erelong passed from memory, thought and deed And left this for humanity, a place for those in need. A heady place, of mossen scent, this place of liquid time, Where peace and joy, yet still abound and all this can be thine. A fastness free, from troubles real, a place to soothe thy soul. A drink of serendipity, true tastes of life, your goal. Come, walk with me within these walls of wood and shade and stone. Come, lay with me in spirit’s rest, this one true wolfenholme. Brushy


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Young in Love Again--- SONG 2

Every time I breath,
	I feel your arms around me;
     Holdin’ on so tight, that it makes it almost impossible to see.
The stars are dancing their own little dance, as we hear the drums
		Pounding in our ears.


I remember we were running through the trees,
Trying to reach the top,
Giggling and screaming at the top of our little lungs,
I wish we could go back and be
Young in Love Again.


I flash back to us growing up,
Catching each other in long silent glances,
With the same little question bugging me and you.
But then there was your girl; 
And she adored you, then I was always blue.


I remember sitting alone writing in my book,
Watching you stand there cuddling her,
With me longingly looking, dreaming I could be her and 
I kept wishing that we could go back to being
Young in Love Again.


Then there was the day,
	That long awaited day.
You had left her for me,
   And in sweet ecstasy, you kissed me.


I remember everything falling into place,
Walking down the aisle to you,
Standing there in black and blue;
Our dreams were finally coming true 
And we were no longer wishing to go back ‘cause
We were Young in Love.

But then things changed. . .
	One little change, we didn’t expect it to come.
        It was the letter sent for you to go.
		And in my head,
	Was all the bad, wondering if our precious little one would survive,
			From all my pain
				From this one good-bye. . .

And I remember going back to all the good,
Breathing out the bad,
Trying to forget the truth, that you had to go;
And we were praying together, 
That we could go back to being
Young in Love Again.


And I remember. . .
	And you remember. . .
        So we remember. . .
		And we pray. . .
				That if we meet again in another place. . .
		
We will be
	Young in Love Again.


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Twice...The Purge..The Divine Cure

Tommorrow will see the coming of a PURGE,
Oh! Salem...Oh! Bethlehem...Yes..! Jerusalem,
Living a life so Solemn,
Peace and Love to Becky and Carmen,
Twice this much to Angela and Edmond.
 
We must play on flutes to welcome Jutes,
Lets fuse a whole lot of Bass into your Salsa,
This gate is a sure link to Life,
God is good...Lets see how far you can pay his Price,
The airfreights of Grace....God's grace that does not displace your race in Life,
Introducing our major Talents and Tastes.
 
Yours is the life i live,
Your wagging tongue and True Talks to all sundry your Imaginations,
Who paid angels to ring ding dunged bells,
Yes to sift through the brains of Riff-Raffs and Belles,
Or to flee from grieving Halves,
God-driven yatchs of life.
 
Peace to Solomon,Sulaimon and My Christ,
Double to Almighty God, His finesse, Style, Class and Omnipotency,
Eyes of men must read his Words and Tremble,
The Holy Land, This holy book, Its doctrines of Love and Their little chores,
Was it a Curse,Bluff or Cross and Plough,
Peace and Love to Rome, England and France.
Your well spoken Latin, English and Spatters of French.


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Succinct and Full of Joy

Succinct and Full of Joy


Oh, this expansive form moves from side to side; 
most of the time it is free to roam the arid landscape of expectation, the things one
hands down in time and fashion – the control we relinquish,
the automatic retributive response to morality,
to limitations – but my fervent brother,
my whole hearted fellow, there is more.
Beyond the barrier of occurrence,
There is faith – a beam pure and simple
 – a salient focused vibration melded
strong in love a forbearance, 
you cannot hold it in your fingers
but it’s weighty still,  it lingers
in the void it seeks to fill, 
in those sparse moments of 
doubt and fear it seeks to wrap you,
hold you near, near to where
holy Seraphin herald the 
coming of your soul’s inclusion – away
 from this dream,
Away from the roadway's folly,
to a place succinct and full of joy.


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Why the dogwood tree grows

Why the dogwood tree grows.

In the middle of a vacant filed stands a grand dogwood tree where the  crows gather daily. People flock far and wide just to gaze at its majestic stature and overwhelming beauty wondering silently amongst themselves, “How this tree came to be.”

Shrouded in secrecy lays the scattered bones of a dead man. 

His hands rest against his thighs, his head turned upright as his soil filled eyes gaze upward awaiting the warm glow of the sun that sadly never comes.

The man laid to rest beneath the black dirt over time had long been forgotten, he no longer had a name, no home, or even a family of his own. Just the loving roots he had been encased in long ago.

But how this event came to be only three could say.
The women, the murder, and the forever silent dogwood tree.

The restless bones belonged to a man, a young man who had fallen in love and courted another mans betrothed. The women cared for the simple gardening man and the many trees his nimble fingers tended but her fiance was a jealous chap with rage to match.
And upon one final night after witnessing their true loves kiss the grief stricken cohort stuck the man down with his rusted pick axe and banished the gardener to his hand dug grave, placing his lifeless corpse in a vacant filed in which no one came. But what the enraged man didn’t foresee was the seed of a dogwood tree.
It fell from the deceased pocket and grew from the gardeners heart.

Year after year the tree budded magnificent flowers each possessing a hint of red staining their petals.

People marveled in its splendor gazing at the unique tree, gasping in awe and glee, but for one women its beauty agonized her for its existence was a constant reminder that no justice, nor revenge could ever be won for her simple gardening man.

And as the roots steamed onward feeling the caressing flow of a spring wind on its crimson petals the mans chest flooded with air and his dry, frail skeleton once more exuded life; 

And  as she eyed the swaying branches his memory suddenly came to life.
He was the air the tree inhaled, the nutrients it desperately needed to grow, and the reason it thrived.

Even in death he had the gardeners touch.

Her wrinkled face light up with love and for the first time in fifty years she smiled in happiness thinking to herself.

“That is why the dog wood tree grows, its out of love for my dead mans bones.”




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Love is

The thoughts I think I surely know
that what I think you're thinking too

The very thoughts I have some time 
is at  that  moment on your mind

The things we think and say and do
the other one is thinking too

A love like ours will never die 
it only grows to higher heights
and deepens as the time go by


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The Summer Time

In the summer time the breeze of our time together, the perfect couple

we loved, and adored each other, we got put down but we fought back up

we were connected by the heart and soul and mind that time we had together

but then we got tore apart the hearts broken,the souls shattered, and the minds 
were gone

we were not connected anymore by nothing we got tore apart and we got tore 
down broken 
in pieces

tears fell down our faces to the ground,but some tears staind to our faces that 
kept the
rememberance of our love and our broken connection

now the summer time is just around the corner and the memories are going 
through my eyes
and hopefully yours my love

the summer breeze is coming around and the memories are just great but they 
are
killing.... to think about


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The Ballad of Boy and the Moon

Once upon a time on the eve of late May,
awake in his bed a young boy did lay.
On the verge of deep sleep but not yet quite gone,
he closed his eyes and let out a faint yawn.
He glanced out the window, what did he see?
Whatever he saw brought him great glee.
What he saw would make even the prettiest girls swoon.
What he saw was the face of old Mr Moon.

He jumped out of bed, looked out the window once more,
then he ran down the stairs and straight out the front door.
He followed the moon for an hour or so,
they pranced and they frolicked in the new-fallen snow.
They laughed and they played and indeed had much fun,
till the moon spoke the words “My time has come.”

“Must you go O moon, will you perish and die?”
With that Boy sat down and began to cry.
“Hush Young One, do not worry or cry. 
You need not fret Dear Child for I surely won’t die. 
Now you must wait through the long hours of day, 
but when night comes, again we will play.
I now must go and you too should leave,
till tomorrow Young Child, please do not grieve.”

“Goodbye Mr Moon, goodbye and goodnight.”
He then watched the moon slowly drift out of sight.
He yawned a strange yawn, mixed with a sigh.
Then his mouth formed a smile and he closed his eyes.

Suddenly Boy woke up in bed,
he rubbed his eyes and scratched his head.
The feelings he felt so real they seemed;
Did it actually happen or had it all been a dream?


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Traveller

Traveller I was 
Long before last time;
Once again I become
A traveller! 
A traveller I am 
Sailing in search
Of my second-half
Across oceans and seas
From coast to coast
Along cold dawn
Beneath scorching sun
At noon,
And the warm evening.
I have travelled
With blanket of sorrow,
Jacket of joy
Enshrined in my heart's
Pouch,
Like a hunch back.
Only in search
Of my beloved! 





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MAKE EVERY MOMENT COUNT

Make every moment count...
this is the promise I make to myself,
to deny the certainty of death:
an assumption stripped of all reality;
and it daunts others, not me...
as long as I get that glimpse of eternity!

Be an essential part of the living:
sharing, giving, reveling, grieving and forgiving...
instead of rebelling against society,
and fighting against an invisible adversary;
but if your  aspirations
are the strenght of your goals
everything takes on a new meaning,
even making your story worth-telling!

Make every moment count
by being clever and not indignant;
never live by pride and greed,
or expect a bountiful return...
when nothing is being achieved,
and praise can't be earned!
 
Be of a keen mind and love patiently...
revive a broken spirit with the kindest word,
and reduce your worries to nothing:
and though the world's vanities cannot be changed,
make an effort to have your voice heard;
what is torn down sadly...can also be built up happily!

Make every moment count
and ignore the ticking of the clock,
to let awareness guide you through anticipation;
time is like roses with thorns:
it pokes you and makes you bleed,and unless
you show meekness and sympathy,
it won't hit  you low...but grant you victory!


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The Very Words Your Morrow was just waiting for....!!!

Heavy shootings and more,
Primitive lead Automatics and their ancient songs, Contemporary Lasers and 
these sights of your futuristic DNA-CONTACT-ELIMATOR and more,
Please lets speak to Rome....The very place the revolution will erupt,
Where in this filthy universe will earth's volcanoes gather to Feast and Campaign,
Solitary Military base stations...oh! My lord do take my mind off all these waste, 
destruction and sacrificial human flowing blooooo...

The world has gone Deaf and Numbly cold...Alas! All of a sudden she belches a 
deep belch,
She has becomes so sweet,warm and cuddly,
My fists have clinged this tight to my wise Quail,
Do Imagine a situation where quails deactivate your high profile bombs like 
knockouts or popped chewing gums,
The purge...Our upsurge neither your salient Beards nor Your aged eyes will 
hear nor witness such Grave Wars, Disasters,Hate,Destruction,Madness 
and....such truthful Bliss...

On later Stages..Pulpits..Podiums and on your fiery Pages shall we uncover the 
mystery of those unborn generations who will see tears as flowing blood,
Salute my Napoleone,your Hitler and many kisses to adore this Satanic cool 
YANSH,
We the 'Kings of Rome' have seen our impending Doom,
Tell us Now Great Sir...What next steps shall we take,
What shall be done to a-tone for the World's excess iniquities and more,
Maybe a consortium of like minds writing to drive away looming angry clouds,
Still... must there be jacob's troules?

Tell my Grandmothers that we will never take them too far away from their 
brooms and Quilts,
Granddads must all cherish those moments Smoking pipes,
In a way, Tommorrow's mind must drift,
Goats must learn to eat minced meat and Salts,
Tell Gretel I love Smoked Salmon along with the freshness of Coconut liqueror 
and plumes,
In those Fiery steaming Jungles of tommorrow did i see Marijuana prepared like 
Stewed Chicken soups along with a glass of Strong Shepe,
Marijuana broths eaten along with one chicken,Two Mice and a Happy Bowl of 
spiced Coconut Rice,
My waists are heavy with Dance..do come lets Prance! to those days of Perfect 
Bliss,
Perfect Bliss...Salient Peace after..and only after the Coming of that Revolutionary 
Purge.


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The Warrior in His Underpants (true story) pt. one

one winter night,
I guess about 2 years ago
in my old unheated home,
which I have since sadly left,
I must tell you a remarkable story
about an attempted theft

about 4 or so in the morning
I was upstairs in my bedroom
reading in bed, in but my underpants
insomnia a plague, but what was to happen soon
might make the faint hearted swoon

suddenly I heard a crash
and shattered glass
the whole house shook
I thought, oh, now here we go...
whoever it was,he
must be a real big a_s
I figured it was a crook
and for me that's all it took

anger and rage engulfed me
and I felt my pressure rise
I can just imagine what you would'a seen
then, were you to see my eyes!

I jumped up out of bed
and  in only underpants
started loudly to rage,
you should'a heard my rants!!
I was crazed with boiling anger
how dare they invade my home!
I'll kick some butt tonight
just give me half a second,
they'll see me really fight!

down the stairs I raced
screaming like a banshee
it must'a been a sight
too bad you didn't see

well I guess they had second thoughts
about dealing with one so mad
they took there change to run
only choice they really hadI got

see this was a drug infested
ethnic 'hood,
need I say any more?
but even so i was surprised
that they would break my door

so I patched up the door
as best as i could do
but sure feeling less secure
and you know that must be true

well in but just one more week
they tried it once again
what kind of jerks are they?
these drug crazed criminal men?

this time again I was reading
as I am known to do
but still in just my shorts
I guess you wonder who

how stupid are these skuzz-butts,
these turkey hare brained fools?
and what inbred from what
must be
their inferior genetic pools

this time I called the cops,
and soon enough they came
again about 5 am
but one thing not the same

across the street was standing
some weird looking guy
he watched with great interest
you could see it in his eye

the cops began to question him
as i sat upon my porch
for about 20 minutes
my body heat began to scorch

the cops they even yelled
at me to shut my mouth
these young rookie cops I guess
would be better off down south

I sat in undershorts,
the sun would soon arise
I wondered what was going on
and much to my surprise

continued


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THE FIRST STEPS

OH SUCH SWEETNESS IN THAT SCRUMPTIOUS LIQUID OF LIFE.
SUCKED FROM THE BREAST OF ANOTHER MANS WIFE.
WHO WAS THAT FRIEND AND LOVER AND SAVIOR IN ARMS.
SHE WAS MY WEE MOTHER  WITH PIED PIPER CHARMS.


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alone is my heart

distance  has  its  miles  far  from  you  iv e  been  ,  longing  for  the  time  i hold  you agagin ,  like  a lover  but  as  a friend ,  my  feeling  no more  can i pretend  ,  my  heart  needs  time  to  mend.  with  each heart  beat  i see  your  face  ,  and  with  each  song  is  you  ,  your  touch  your  embrace  ,  will come  again  .


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Crazy Mick

Crazy Mick the Irishman, with trademark bike and overcoat,
Wheeling his way back into town, classed as a tarnished silly goat,
His hair was long and curly; spoke words barely understood,
His manner gave impression, he's up to no flamin’ good.

Shopkeepers grew an extra eye, toward their advertised outside,
Watching Mick out on the street, as up and down he'd ride,
This man was on outcast; different to the folks they know,
A little dirty, is a vagrant, and he acts a little slow.

Mick’s first stop the butchers shop, bargained for a ‘snag’ or two,
The butcher he felt pity, threw in an extra few,
This pleased Mick no end, as he left the butchers door, 
His feast was quick and final, ate the meat been given raw.

The pub through past experience, had little time for Mick,
For beer became his nemesis, urged forward his fighting trick,
Too many times Mick’s antics, had forced him to the street,
With bloodied nose, blackened eye, always getting beat.

Compromising was the bottle sale, take half a dozen and then go,
Sit over by the railway line, and then drink them nice and slow,
Young kids without feelings, teased Mick in his toxic state,
Laughing as he chased them, for he'd stagger and gyrate.

When Mick disappeared, our town wondered where he went,
Had he found a home! Had he died! Where has his time been spent!
It seems in potato season, when the pickers were required,
Mick was slogging in the paddocks, where potato tops had died.

The 'swampy' people honoured Mick, for he had no fear of sweat,
He'd bend his back the furthest, earn't the spud farmer’s respect,
They seen a different person, than the townie’s man un-trusted,
Hard working in the hot sun, not the drunk so often busted.

Mick perished one cold winter, alone inside a pickers shack,
Long after picking season ended, so what had brought him back,
He must have known his life was ebbing, left for where he felt no shame,
Spud farmers heads bowed 'round his grave, but not one townie came.


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The Eagle's Gift

A being of ill-decree,
there, thoughts of 
loves, lost to betrayal.

Taking remembrance, a 
dove nestles amongst 
some branches.

The love and glory
of thine own, embarked
upon the mystery
entrances.

As vigor pursuits
of fulfillment ensue,
let redemption entrail.

The mischievous bard,
did let on, a 
curious, chance of labor.

For the sorrows
of valor's past
so subtley mistaken.

A faint glimmer in
his eyes, suddenly
gave way to a 
slight interest,
o'er God, 
forsaken.

Let the perils
of failures of 
our past.  
Blessed. . .
not find, traitor.

Twilight settled
upon the lonely
desert setting, of 
rugged palms 
and mystic wallow.

With a whimsical
embrace to surety
and the galliance 
of the setting sun's 
bravado.

A plan of divine
right.  An expression
of knowledge shared,
our El Dorado.

As the bard's 
spirit did chime
of righteous
victory.  Yes, victory
was sure to follow.

For vises of sweet
mysterious tidings,
due to his own accord.

The mistress gypsy,
there spied swaying,
as the Eagles rose 
and soared.


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LISTEN

                                         Have you ever closed your eyes
                            And retreated to the stillness of your heart 
                                        Allowed yourself to dream
                                        To wonder who you are
                            Your soul will whisper it's desires
                         If you would only take the time to listen
                                     Life is all around you
                            It is in the rustle of the leaves 
                          As they carry a gentle breeze
                         In the sweet song of the birds 
                            As they flit from tree to tree
                      Today I think I will take some time 
                            And get to know me


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I want you

Want you more than anything
want to hold you tight
to shout it from the rooftops
and have you in my sight

To spend our time together
To look upto the stars
the moon thats in the photo
want to share and see it real...

The more we talk and share these things
the harder it becomes,to leave that gentle 
face of yours,the lovely man you are
but
I will have to be content
with snatches here and there
and memories of all the times
that we,v been able to share

I love the very soul of you
our time together cant compare to
anything before or after time begun

The moon the stars,the sunset sky
I want to share those things with you
places that we,ve talked about 
I want to share with you

But life has not been kind to me
I know that this can never be...
so let us just embrace the chance
and walk together hand in hand
across the memories of times we,ve shared

Those tender loving memories
I close my eyes and dream.....




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IMPARISHABLE TREASURE

Treasure like the moon, so close i can see it, yet so far from my reach.

Treasures like you, always there close for reach maybe too close for my notice.

What treasures i have found, such treasures i will selfishly keep.

For i bared the lands of men, scraping for that one particular treasure,

that all life is worth & without it, purpose in life we cannot fathom.

Beautiful treasures truely i found yonder, of exquisite workmanship.

All finely cut from various pracious stones of vibrant hues.

Through time the treasures proved perishable and worthless,

they left me holding the wind in my bosom, as afore i had got them.

All despair and pain praising all life worthless.

All out and afar to yonder space, i gave chase to the winds

'till i was winded and outdone & in my firm grasp i unfurl the wind and

my gaze (bour) upon it, as pracious time wasted.

Then i met you, treasure like the moon, your voice called & i answered,

and right there i beheld your presence.

Your voice unfurling treasure, your eyes exuding love.

Then i caught hold of a nugget and now the winds i've chased made sense, i've longed & found

a nugget that fits me well................


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Cutlass beach.

Sweeping time under the carpet
Is a time consuming chore,
Like spring cleaning
My consciousness
Upon a shingle shore,
Or picking up the seconds
Strewn along the cutlass beach,
Where the moments linger sadly
Like a daydream out of reach.


Spending hours of contemplation
Where the forest meets the field,
Where the larks rise 
From the meadow
Just before the day is sealed,
Can be such an exaltation
In the sheltered heights of time,
As elusive words come slowly
And create another rhyme.


Casting petals to the river
Throwing coins into the crowd,
Just two softly borne illusions
That the seasons have allowed,
In the nest of all creation
Where the eggs of time are hatched,
Moments flutter with emotion
Just before they are dispatched.


Then they twine with every minute
And the minutes turn to hours,
As the course of life is flowing
Through those changeless hanging bowers,
Then the hours cast their garment
At the ending of each day,
Like a wordless golden manuscript
With nothing more to say…





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I'm A Plowboy (Bon Jovi's Wanted Dead or Alive)

It's all the same, only sasons change
Every May, the rain washes the crops away
In the Winter time the fields are so cold
I work my muscles to the bone
I'm a Plowboy, on a John Deer I ride
I do all I can to keep my crops alive
I'm a Plowboy
Keepin' my crops alive
Sometimes it seeds, sometimes it's the sun and its damaging rays
No more wheat, it's corn for ethonal
Sometimes it costs you, so you pay
By the harvest you complete
Haven't showered for days, now I really stink
I fertilize these crops with a loaded tank on my back
I work with little sleep, not much room for slack
The drought may be over, hopefully enough rain will fall
I've had a million crops, I've planted them all
I'm a Plowboy, on a John Deer I ride
I do all I can to keep my crops alive
I'm a Plowboy, time is not on my side
Just keepin' my crops alive
Poison Ivy gave me the hives, keepin' my crops alive
Keepin' the crops alive (4x repeated)


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Pope Puiu(2)

Lonely, singing "doina" in the magic corn field,
With a wooden sword and a little green shield,
I follow my elder brother and kids who secretly go round…
The naïve clouds and…a bee dancing in the air blond;
The kids smoke a cigar made from the corn`s moustache.
At sudden, a snake hisses near my flower… "Don`t touch !"
Puiu said and my brother repeated: "Don`t touch it!!
Soon after that, was I ready to cry and scared a bit;
But Puiu taught me "to smoke just like a pope".
So, by breathing ,I said: "Hoooo! Horses of Pope!" 

From the "Ballad for two violins"` landscape,
I remember him : happily eating a big grape;
Admiring the flock of thoughts with a thick thrill;
Since honey dawn, till the tender "Evening on the hill";
Then , running to open the gates for the bishop.
Then, waving his hand and calling the nun Hope.
Stroking a withered rose ,still  red in his hand… 
His smile in the no time light trying to mend…
Then, drinking hard and angry, good ready to rape
The monks` sacred silence blue; stroking his nape…
Again, with much faith praying and ready to nap.
I think good night was coming from his old cape.

I imagine him crossing the Grigoresco`s glade ;
"Here, God visited us…!" he happily  said.
"If I go in the heaven, I `ll send you a postcard."
The scent of onion tried to hide he had drunk  hard.
I imagine him guarding the heavens` blessed gates,
And… keeping us for a long time , his good mates
In front of them, as he did it with the bishop , once …


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Death PT 1

The old man turned his head, his ear pointing towards the door. Through the mundane sounds of everyday life he heard a faint song. It wasn’t clear, barley noticeable but the music was there playing gently amongst the background.
“Perhaps someone left the TV on in the lounge, perhaps it’s a passing cars radio?”
He shook his head and ignored the idea.The next day as the elder man was eating his lunch at the cold metal table he once again heard the same tune, curiously this time with muffled words. His caterpillar brow twinge as he struggled to hear the female voice. “Perhaps a nurse is hiding a walkman in her coat? Perhaps the management invited a band for this dull day?” Again he shrugged but on the third day as he awoke he rolled onto his hip feeling weighed down by his limbs, his chest constricting in pain. Weakness seeping in aching his feeble bones and cramping his joints.“No one ever warned me about old age.” He muttered.A few moments passed filling out his unscheduled day as he gripped his accent cane and wobbled about.Shortly after he took refuge from the warm sun under a gazebos wooden roof. He sat fully relaxed, simply enjoying natures sound. The finches soared overhead while the ladybugs landed on the cool damp grass below.His wrinkled lids closed. “Don’t be afraid, I am death here to cradle your spirit away.”Those soft words sent a chill down his spine.“Why would I think that? What has happened to my elder mind?”The humming grew more intense, his ear drums pounding like a jack hammer knife. His head spun in confusion as tiny beads of iced sweat dripped down his twisted pale face. Nausea and pain consumed him as he free fell from his revolting head game.Abruptly everything stopped. Not a sound, a movement, or even one thought. It was the nothing only experienced in life’s final moment. Two hands took his that wrapped around his ears.“You cant hide from death behind closed lids.”His eyes gazed at the hazy female face.“You’ve died of a heart attack.”The silhouette spoke followed by his name. Her black transparent creaturesque  fingers stroked his tired face.“Your time on this plain has ended, I am here to cradle you away.”Though death had no face, no distinct features he found comfort in the void.His blazing spirit pulled outward from his slumped body. In awe he gazed at the lifeless shell, It appeared only to be sleeping.The old mans glistening face flashed a luminous smile. “Spirit me away all mighty specter, I have been ready for quite a while.”


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Marionette Cries

Stumbling, staggering, 
barely managing,
I fell.
Severe, several times,
I continue to 
fall.
A marionette bound 
by strings
in the fist of time.

Lifeless
with or without strings.
Vacant, 
my eyes glaze over.
Limp,
unless time tugs hard.

Painted smile on 
fragile wood,
for the audience, I dance.
The lights go off and 
the crowds file out,
over time, fade out

the painted smile.


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Feather On the Sea

It wasn’t very long ago Tomorrow was my friend,
Life was like a river rolling lazy ‘round the bend.
Wasting time and then I found that Time was wasting me:  
Took me and it tossed me like a feather on the sea.

Following a fading star I know I’ll never find, 
Like a drunken sailor never looking once behind.
Floating like a feather on an ocean full of foam:
One more dream-struck drifter whose horizons are his home.

Feather on the sea, that’s me, without You,
Jesus rescue me from the sea--take me through.
Feather on the sea.

You can be my compass with Your wisdom and Your will,
Jesus help me travel when I feel I’m standing still.
You can be my map and help me reach that far off shore:
Help me weather every storm no matter what’s in store.

Till I found You I was on an ocean of despair,
Using up my future like it really wasn’t there.
Facing every wind of fate no matter how it blew:
Feather on the sea without a friend till I found You.

Feather on the sea, that’s me, without You.
 Jesus rescue me from the sea--take me through. 
Feather on the sea.
1968 (Rev. 7-74, 1986)


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And So It All Began

When GOD created the Heavens and the Earth,
The Earth was without form and void-
And thus they did declare His glory in the Heavens and throughout the Universe-

The birds did sing.

The grass did grow. 

The herbs, the plants, the trees, the beasts of the field and all the waters, 
beneath, below.

The sun, the moon, the stars, the planets and all the elements,
They all "sprang" forth at God's own Word and it was good, a glorious divine 
event-
And so it all began.

As things went on and time progressed;
Then man, made in God's own image, came on the Scene-
The Love and Power of God's Creation: His "greatest" work personified.

All things beautiful and good.

His "awesome"  work- an end to a wondrous prelude of life-

And so it all began!


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Long-Suffering and Kind

Come with me and let us reason together
Let's listen to each other as a woman and a man
We are two joined together to love one another
But there's just one thing we need to understand
Even though I receive you just as you are
And even though you receive me just as I am
We must learn to change together to make things better
Without demanding our own way to be in command

Be long-suffering and kind 
It's going to take some time for change
And suffering wrong some times
We may endure some grief and pain
But then all in due time
We'll see like hearts and like-minds will be gained
So be long-suffering and kind
Cause its going to take some time for change  (Chorus)

Its not that I want you to be just like me
it's not that you desire me to be just like you
Yet we must change to grow and we must grow as one
No longer two on our own, we've got real love to prove
In considering each other before ourselves
We will sacrifice more often than what we plan
In becoming what the other needs we'll be fulfilled
For every grief is erased because we've learned and understand

That if I concentrate on you and if you concentrate on me
We won't push ourselves forward, be self-seeking or rude
For I'm concerned with your pleasure 
And you're concerned with pleasing me
Because you really care for me and I really love you.

(Chorus)


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Where is Johnny?

Where is Johnny,
Does anyone know?
He was just standing here,
Where did he go?

I turned my head,
Just to look around.
Now all that's here,
Are these clothes I found!

What does this mean?
Can you give me a clue?
John talked of Rapture.
Could this event be true?

If I had only listened,
To what John had to say.
I wouldn't be lost,
And standing here today!

Check out Author's website;
www.nacpoems.com


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Every time it really hurts

Why doesn't he love me
Why can't he see
Every time it really hurts
I don't do anything to get it
But I still get hit
Every time it really hurts
If I don't put my toys away
Have to stand on a very hot tray
Every time it really hurts
Stop crying, act like a man
Or I'll get the back of a hand
Every time it really hurts
Didn't shut off the kitchen tap
Now here comes the leather strap
Every time it really hurts
Stayed up until I saw the moon
He's gone to go get the wooden spoon
Every time it really hurts
Hands, feet, butt, face are very sore
Can't take it anymore
Every time it really hurts
No more, that's it, I'm done
Have to go and get his gun.
It doesn't really hurt anymore.


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The Year 2000

Where have all the ranchers gone?
Long time passing,
Where have all the ranchers gone?
Long time ago,
Where have all the ranchers gone?
Slowly broke one by one.
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?

Where have all the cattle gone?
Long time passing,
Where have all the cattle gone?
Long time ago,
Where have all the cattle gone?
Gone to slaughter everyone,
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?

Where has all the red meat gone?
Long time passing,
Where has all the red meat gone?
Long time ago.
Where has all the red meat gone?
It's just a memory like the sun!
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?

Where have all the butchers gone?
Long time passing,
Where have all the butchers gone?
Long time ago,
Where have all the butchers gone?
They're on welfare everyone.
When will they ever  learn?
When will they ever learn?

Where have the healthy children gone?
Long time passing,
Where have the healthy children gone:
Long time ago.
Where have the healtly children gone?
Gone to rickets everyone.
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?

Where has America gone?
Long time passing,
Where has America gone?
Long time ago.
Where has America gone?
We thank the folks in Washington!
Why couldn't they see it come?
Why couldn't they see it come?
                                    

This poem is sung to the tune of   Blowin' In The Wind

It  was written in my Column The Sandhills Schrivner 
in the Western Outlook Magazine in October l976


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WHAT I WAS LOOKING FOR

I FOUND WHAT I WAS LOOKING FOR THE DAY THAT I FOUND YOU.
NOONE EVER KNEW THE PRICE I WAS GONNA PAY TREACHERY AND MY DISHONESTY.
NOW I AM PRAYING AND ASKING FOR ONE MORE CHANCE TO MAKE IT RIGHT WITH.
NOW THE TIME IS AT HAND THAT EVERY KNEE SHALL BOW TO YOU.
AND EVERY TONGUE SHALL CONFESS YOUR HOLY NAME ON JUDGEMENT DAY.
OH LORD I FOUND WHAT I WAS LOOKING FOR THE DAY I FOUND YOU.
OH LORD WE BLESS YOUR HOLY NAME.
CAUSE YOU AND YOU ALONE ARE OUR KING OF KINGS.
NOW THE TIME HAS COME THAT WE STAND AT YOUR THRONE.
OUR TRANSGRESSIONS AND EVERYTHING WE'VE DONE WILL BE JUDGED FOR ALL 
ETERNITY.
OH LORD I AM GLAD THAT I FOUND WHAT I WAS LOOKING FORTHE DAY I GAVE MY LIFE TO 
YOU.
OH LORD HOW I LOVE YOU SO AND I BLESS YOUR HOLY NAME.


                                                               BY,
                                                     MICHAEL JAMES


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Your Breath Sweeps On My neck

Your breath sweeps on my neck as I sigh in relief.
Your eyes show the moon as you look at me. 
I find peace each time you take me in your arms.
I see the sunshine in your smile each morning with you lying next to me.
We are the stars, the moon and the sun, as we entwine together.
The sound of your heart beat in my ears is a sweet melody.
May we never feel the pain of the song of the whippoorwill?
Seeing the light shining in the mist of the morning; you sigh with sweet delight.
In the darkness; sweet love is made.
As your breath sweeps on my neck, as I sigh in relief.
You breathe a sigh of happiness for the love that has been there for so long. 
It has been the eternal time machine taking you from one place to another.
The words and feelings of long ago, relived in one night on the phone. 
Staying in the time of now, will be the challenge.
With the strength of the love over several decades, time can only tell.
The length of time has shown us how much the sigh of love becomes a sweet song to be sung.






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Louise- a community effort-please add to!

"Louise-
swinin' in he trees
hardly aware
of the summer breeze

Louise-
be careful what you show-
I didn't have to know
my dear Louise-
that you wear BVD's

Louise-
did I hear you sneeze?
has such great exertion
brought you
to your knees?

Louise-
dear, tell me if you please-
why you feel you must-
be such a darn ol' tease?

Louise-
"here's an'udder...
one of deez..(Brooklyn talk)
my lovely girl Louise
again you're on your knees
this time intent to please

Louise-
my dearest, dearest friend-
I'm so  heart-broken
to have to tell you-
my sweet lovely Louise
that we have discovered
you're infested with lots of fleas

Louise-
watch out in the trees!
that pine-cone
that you thought it was..
turns out a hive of bees!

Louise-
my special one, my friend...
I'll bet you are unique
in all the 7 seas

Louise-
you gotta come down now-
a letter you have received
seems the "Louise Rhyming Club"
has not received their fees...

Louise-
come on now!
you listen with great ease..
but do little but say
"oh, my, oh my, oh Jeeze...."

Louise-dear girl it's time to eat-
so get down from the trees-
we have your favorite cheeze!

Louise-
come down, right now, this instant!
for our door got locked somehow
and I can't get in without you-
because my dear Louise-
you are the only one...
who has the Louise keys....

so get started folks!  let's make this the first whole community project!!
regards, and Smile! God dang it!!


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GoodBye

Baby please don’t cry
I would rather see you smile 
Its time to say goodbye
Why won’t we rest for a while?

I know that our love is there
But I guess no body feels
Let’s both settle down to be fare
Let’s wait for the time to heal

You know what I also feel 
We both now we are depressed
But then again it’s isn’t real
There is something to confess

We both know that we are wrong 
Why we’ve come up to this
From the start we don’t belong
For there is something that we miss

I guess the fault is with both of us 
Nether it is yours or mine
For we have done mistakes in the past
I guess we were both so blind

Then so we’ve com e up to end
That we don’t waned to go back to start
I guess this love never mends
For we waned to be apart

Be happy where ever you may go 
You will always be part of me
I loved you, I want you to know
Let this love break and free


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Image Mirror

Is there anything important left to say?                                                                                     
or is everything dust that must be swept away.                                                                        
I saw my death today in my dreams asleep.                                                                             
I awoke to find my broken mind stained the cleanest sheets.                                                     
Now I'm gone but I'll live on in the muttering of ghosts.                                                             
You'll hear my song when the time is wrong and your buttering your toast.                                
The other thing is close I'm frozen from its look.                                                                       
With a reapers hood the creature stood reading from a book.                                                   
His face is mine in this space and time filling me with dread.                                                       
I want to know but please just go heres a schilling for the dead.                                                
I'ts killing my head his voice is just a scream.                                                                            
I think I see him wink at me with eyes a dusty gleam.


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Fading Star (Part One)

Sometimes you are stopped in your tracks and you have to stop and stare,
I saw someone so beautiful, but she was just sitting there.
As the world passed her by in all its majestic glory,
I stopped a stranger and asked of him, ‘Do you know of this girl’s story?’

He stopped and looked at me and bowed down his head,
He told me that she was someone once, but many think she’s dead.
It happened a long time ago, her lover did her a wrong,
The tale he can’t remember but the words are in a distant song.

I wanted to know so much more so I waited there that day,
To see if she would turn towards me or just walk the other way.
But she sat with far away eyes on her sad expressionless face,
I looked around for guidance, but we were strangers alone in this place.

But life wasn’t always like this, I found out in a little while,
There was a time when she laughed and her face always carried a smile.
Everywhere she went, people stopped and stared,
So many people loved her, so many people cared.

Climbing up the wall is now the highlight of her day,
Remembering when to go and never out doing her stay.
Eyes completely open, staring blankly at the wall,
Is she waiting for forgiveness or destiny to call?

I decided to take a chance, I moved across the room,
My heart was beating faster, have I moved to her too soon?
I stopped by her table and asked, ‘Is this seat taken?’
Her sad eyes looked up to me, warming if I am not mistaken.

Words were not forthcoming, but I saw a glimpse of a smile,
I sat down slowly, heart beating faster, my senses were on trial.
I went to say a word, but she stopped me with a fleeting glance,
My whole body mesmerised, it was if I was in a trance.


 


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A Judgement Day Trial

A man was brought to stand before Almighty God's throne.
As Satan began to speak the man was silent not even a moan!

Satan said to  Almighty God; "I have seen this man.
Committing every possible sin that he can.
He wallowed in drugs, alcohol and lust.
All the things that bring you disgust!
He's told many lies, and cheated his friends.
His sins are many the list never ends!
He is so guilty and should be given to me.
To burn in Hell for all eternity!"

But then Jesus spoke up and defended the man's case.
"Saying he's washed by My blood receiving mercy and grace!
His sins are forgiven and he is Mine.
His charges are dismissed not even a fine!
I died on his cross making him sin free.
His room is prepared for his eternity with Me!

Then God cast His judgement and said "Satan you're wrong!
Once again you've come here singing that lying song.
This man is Mine and he'll stay here with Me.
Surrounded with our love for all eternity!"


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Grains of Sand

              Grains of Sand..........


Grains of sand,pass through the hourglass,
The present gives way,becoming the past.
Time to get up,make myself heard,
If there's no one to listen,what good are the words?
Trains clatter by,on their way to tomorrow,
Try to buy back,what I used to borrow.......
All of a sudden,it goes off the tracks,
I can't stand the sight,so I just won't look back.
Planes grab their wings,they take to the sky,
They seem to fly,Why can't I?
I just need someone to take me from here,
To hold me in their arms,when the end looks near.
But my heart is still broken,as I shed a tear,
It seems like a ghost,grabbed the wheel to steer?
The grains of sand,continue to fall,
I just turned away,then dropped the ball.
I think of shifting sands,blowing in the sun,
They'll bury you alive,it's time to run.
The changes reveal,what's left of truth,
So much is lost,the innocence of youth.
I see the lines grow bolder,appear on my face,
The journey's of life,are the roads that they trace.
Sometimes so happy,while others quite sad,
Sometimes at peace while others just mad.
I think of myself as I start to grow old,
I don't always believe,all that I'm told........
I just found my place, now it's been sold,
Maybe there's another,just up the road?
The journey's been long,memories are grand,
Sometimes it feels,like I stand in quicksand.......
I don't think I'll ever,be able to escape,
And if I do,will it be too late??????????
The time is at hand,I just can't wait,
Just like a fish,that has taken the bait..........


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Aquarain Dream III- Children of Concordia

Used to be Controlled by a Tyrant of lies Then one day The swift unseen knights Came and stormed all who Deteste the Aquarian Wish Be Free and live long we are the Children of Concordia Nothing shall be in our way Comely as what a Siren signs Bravery of what a Lion brings The Grey Haven lies beyond the mist The Children of Concordia They have no word for trist Will you let me join your world? Will you open up the doors? A people of concord and more than they seem They live in the shadows of an Aquarian Dream A place of Liberty and Harmony Ruled by magic and Lore Deep in the Golden forest of Clarity Filled with enchanting tales Of Immortality and evil’s causalities You can find Eden’s people she said what humans were meant to be Comely as what a Siren signs Bravery of what a Lion brings The Grey Haven lies beyond the mist The Children of Concordia They have no word for TristWill you let me join your world? Will you open up the doors? the safety of your real that could never fall Comely as what a Siren signs Bravery of what a Lion brings The Grey Haven lies beyond the mist The Children of Concordia They have no word for trist Will you let me join your world? Will you open up the doors?


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a Novel Time

Sometimes you learn to look at things
As if they are to get no better

Like single mothers on the first days of January
A hymn for the things you’d love to change 
A prayer for the things you cannot 

There is no new year for people like me 
Only a continuation of stress to be 
Life deals us blows and my songs are tired 

I’ve heard that happiness is a tale untold
In order to pursue this wish
One is required to hide beyond blue skies

Like life is love
Death is a cold hug
I’ll patiently wait 


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A Life Cut Short

A life cut short in an instant.
Gunned down without a reason.
One lost love of a family.
One lost friend of many.
Never hated always loved.
Cheered up all she knew.
Had a big impact on so many lives.
A life cut short in an instant.
Gunned down without a reason.
Never to live out her dream.
There is a large void in so many lives.
A school in total shock.
Will never be the same.
A life cut short in an instant.
Gunned down without a reason.
So many lives touched by her kindness.
A life filled with hope and love.
Loved by all who knew her.
She wanted to help others.
A life cut short in an instant.
Gunned down without a reason.
It is time to grieve the loss of someone special.
It is time to come to terms with what has happened.
A life cut short in an instant.
Gunned down without a reason.
It is time to say "good-bye for now."
Knowing we will see her again.
So, Azyia, good-bye for now.
I will see you soon.


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We Will Remember

 
        Today is your day, we wont forget 
No matter how much we hate to think of it
        Its your memorial, and we will always remember
It was the 11Th of September
        I hope you smile, while looking down on us prey
Because its all about you today
        The songs we will play for you
The moment of silence too
        The tears that will fall
As we stand 10 feet tall
        We know your listening, as we try to hear you
As your peaceful footsteps guide us through
        So we will appreciate the rest of your day 
Since you were all so carelessly taken away
        Yet, your all angles now
Floating in and out of the clouds
        

        So please, no matter what your religion or beliefs 
Close your eyes one time today and say a prayer for those in heaven 
        Then do it again, 
Just one more time for 9/11. 
 
 
 
                                             A POEM BY 
                                           Dawn M. Quering     
                                          Written 09/11/02


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SURFING ON THE INTERNET

I TRIED TO REACH MY BABY AT HOME.
I TRIED TO CALL HER ON THE TELEPHONE
A BUSY SIGNAL IS THE ONLY THING I GET.
MY BABY IS SURFING ON THE INTERNET.

 SHE SPENDS MORE TIME ON THE INTERNET
 THAN SHE SPENDS TIME WITH ME.
SHE RATHER BE ON HER COMPUTER 
THAN. WATCHING T.V.
SO I COME TO THIS CONCLUISON
ITS THE BEST IDEA YET.
I WENT AND GOT MY OWN COMPUTER
AND JOINED MY BABY ON THE INTERNET.

ANY THING YOU WANT AT ALL
YOU CAN GET.
JUST LET YOUR FINGERS TO THE SURFING
UP ON THE INTERNET
ONE THING IS FOR CERTAIN,
AND IT IS A SURE BET
YOU CAN ALWAYS FIND MY BABY AND ME.
SURFING ON THE INTERNET


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"WHAT WILL I DO WITH MY HEART"

So many places to go now, so many people for me to know, don't even have time for 
missing you, there's just so much to do.

It's hard living without you, had it figured out right from the start, from morning until night 
there's so much for me to do, but "WHAT WILL I DO WITH MY HEART"?

Last night I read a good book, and yesterday I took a walk, don't even have time for missing 
you, there's just so much to do.

It's hard living without you, had it figured out right from the start, from morning until night 
there's so much for me to do but, "WHAT WILL I DO WITH MY HEART"?

Hey you know me, I could really be pretty smart and now you can see, why losing you will 
tear me apart.

It's hard living without you had it gigured out right from the start, from morning until night 
there's so much for me to do but, "WHAT WILL I DO, WITH MY HEART"?. THE END


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Joy

Long Ago,

A seed fell to the earth in the body of a Woman.
Long ago a mustard seed fell to the earth in the body of a Woman.
He was Mercury and Zeus he was Aphrodite and Venus,
And he was the real thing!!
I mean the real thing!
Like coca-cola but better!
And I looked into the face of the seed at one of his worst moments,
And I saw the face of Grace for the first and last time in a life time.
And I looked into the face of the seed at one of his worst moments,
And I saw the face of Grace for the first and last time in a lifetime.
And he took my life and showed me sorrow.
And he took my life and showed me joy.
But now, I tell you, he is showing me peace!  For the root of offence within me is 
no more!
Amen.


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4th of July flare

This morning I awoke with great pride and honor for today we celebrate our 
independents made possible by the men and women who died over there,
we take our long weekends  to camp,BBQ, hang out with friends and family as 
we drink get drunk and enjoy the fire works flare,
today I will awake with a prayer to out troops a thank you to all the mothers, 
fathers, husbands, wife's, and children who lost love ones over there,
I won't take for granted my freedom, my rights, or shame the land others died to 
protect with heroic flare,
I will tell my kids what all the solders in all the wars did for them for this country 
from sea to shinny sea how they did their best over there,
we take for granted our history we look forward to time off rather then time to 
remember this isn't U.S.A.'s flare,
other countries honor this day while we desecrate it with intoxication do we not 
care for our brothers and sisters over there,
Please I erg you to take a moment of silence and a moment of prayer remember 
each color of our flag and show your red white and blue flare,
in your hearts remember all solders who gave you freedom gave their blood, 
sweat, and tears and above all their life over there,
raise your head with pride, give thanks where it is seldom heard look up to the 
heavens and with American pride salute  our brother and sisters  with 4th of July 
flare.    


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Majesty

Majesty

Who is the image of God?
Is it man?
Is it me?
Perhaps, that is the case.
That this race is to be ruled by the masculine, phallic paradigm,
Perhaps the rhyme and reason of the universe is the work of one gender,
But I know of a woman,
Who challenges such notions,
To become, To be, the gentle fabric of my being,
That was her role for a time,
But am I to define her?
I think not,
For she is a raging fire of possibility,
Her abilities out sway all of my greatest potential,
And as she discovers her power,
I marvel,
For only she could convince me,
That above me, my God cannot be defined by the androcentric bias which often 
time maligns my rhymes,
That above me sits a woman as well as a man,
Who beckons to my fate and calls me to her land,
For Sophia saw in me, what this world would not notice,
And told me I could make it, when all would count me lost,
Machel I tell you, she saved me from hell,
And yet that is not her destiny,
She is Isis rising,
She is Michael descended in female form,
To be loyal to the end,
That was her mantra,
And she stood by and endured me,
Ascerbic tongue and all,
As I fall as I rise, she believes I’ll reach the sky,
But even that is not her definition,
She is a phrase too sacred to utter,
She is a word, like Maudib, too powerful to be spoken in fancy,
I tell you to be worthy of her,
To aspire to believe that I was worthy of her,
Has been my greatest challenge and joy,
To become would she knew I could be,
Has been torment and elation,
It has been a journey of introspection and transformation,
Which almost killed me,
And still I struggle,
To submit to her ascension,
To put aside my selfish glory,
That her story may unfold,
And the world may see the wonder of a brilliance untold,
To be a husband to my Sophia,
And a father to the blood stained Diamonds she bears,
This is the greatest journey,
This is the ultimate victory,
And though I fail time and time again,
Because she knows I’ll make it,
Because she believes that I can become what she sees within me,
I will rise to the majesty of her countenance,
And know manhood.
 


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struck by lightning

You were like lightning
That hit me while driving
You spilled all over my senses

To say I was electrified
Is an understatement

Because now i sit and write
And
Silently wonder about 
My time with you
Alone

Where do I go from here
After the occurance
Of you
is gone

Do I pull up my baggy pants and
Pretend
...

Fake out my own mind
That nothing occured
Thereby waiting for sleep
To make soft the blow

So that
The shape and the memory
Of your face
Becomes some distorted
Warp in the memory of my dreams

When I said too much 
And you gave a chuckle

As if to say good-bye

And we hit the reset button
For an resplendant reprise


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GrandPa V.

A man's man, He'd been in the war,
saw many places not seen before.

Liked to work with His hands,
smoked a pipe and came from France.

Raced His horse on Sunday,
and used it to plow on Monday.

Liked to wear suits and hats,
but didn't like the neighbors cats.

He had built the first bus,
so school wouldn't be missed.

Made Me a toy barn when I was 3,
came to all My birthdays, just for Me !

Taught Me to work very hard,
didn't like people who turned to lard.

Stuck up for Me when I was a kid,
cared a lot when nobody did !

Had worked for the railroad,
up in Ashland where it's very cold.

Showed Me how to work with wood
and told Me how to dance with girls good.

Kept his car shiny and bright,
at 20 years old, it was a beautiful site.

He showed Me respect...
and told my studies not to neglect.

Loved Grace his wife,
and was with Her for life.

Helped to make Me a man,
and to be all that I can !

                                           By Perri R. Voge  for My GrandPa Voge, I miss him.




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time lapse

Drops of rain a pulse of pain Down from head to face stiffening my veins i see lights in the streets shinning though the evening mist afternoon turned night a sorrow face of dark Pain as i say goodbye to day to it am saying ' i'll always be a friend" and hope every morning to be right here God willing, i'll go nowhere !


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The Gypsy And The Georgio

She danced around the campfire,
As the flames reached into the night.
It was then that he walked by,
But she knew that he wasn’t right.

Maria was just a gypsy girl,
And with a georgio she fell in love.
But he did not return her affections,
And she had no help from up above.

Desperately she turned to the Devil,
She sold her family’s souls for evil things.
He turned her father into a sound box,
Her mother into a bow, four brothers into strings.

The Devil then took the six souls,
And he turned them into a violin.
Maria quickly learnt to play it well,
And the courtship of the georgio did begin.

The gorgio fell in love with her,
But the Devil had two more souls to claim.
He took Maria and her lover to Hell
And the violin fell to the ground, where it did remain.

A poor gypsy boy found it there,
He played constantly till he got a wife.
And ever since that fateful day,
It has been the musical symbol of gypsy life.


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If I Could

If I could take the hands of time turn them back, I would-

I'd be your friend and your lover- the way my heart should.

Atone for hurting your heart- give you a brand new start.

We'd begin again.

If I could take the hands of time turn them back-yes I would.

I'd bottle up all your tears-Chase away your troubles all your  fears.

You don't have to cry any more.

For the things that hurt you, If I could I would change it-

Try so hard to rearrange it- We'd start back over again.

But, I'm just one man-who had it all in the palm of his hand.

If I could take the hands of time, turn them back..yes I would.


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Clock on the Wall

There is a clock
       on my wall
  Time is measured 
like sugar cubes in 
      a cup of tea
But time is not
     so sweet
It wears down out 
    fragile forms 
         we are left 
on the rocky shores
to fend for ourselves
As the tide of seconds,
  minutes, hours and days
rushes in 
We do our best to 
      escape the surging 
waters
But eventually the tide
      will be too strong
for us
   to fight 
Grab onto the crescent 
        moon whil you still 
can!
Let yourself dance 
      before you are 
enveloped 
Lovers and friends are with 
    us on the shore 
There is a clock 
      on my wall
       and somewhere
a land where there 
are no clocks
    where time is not 
relevant 
We'll get there - we'll get there


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THANK GOD FOR MILLER TIME

SHE WENT TO THE STATION 
BOUGHT HER SELF A TICKET
GOT ON THE BUS GREYHOUND.
I DONT CARE,SHE CAN GO ANYWHERE
AS LONG AS SHE GETS OUT OF TOWN
IM TIRED OF HER LYING ,ALL OF HER CHEATING,
AND THE HURT SHE DONE TO ME.
I CAN HARDLY WAIT,TO CELEBRATE
AT LAST IM GOING TO BE FREE.

YOU GET UP EARLY IN THE MORNING .
GO DOWN TO THE FACTORY
WORK YOUR FINGERS DOWN TO THE BONE
JUST TRY AND GET,OUT OF DEBT
AND MAKE OUR HOUSE A HOME.
FOR ALL MY DOING,SHE CAUSED MY RUIN
WHAT SHE DONE SHOULD BE A CRIME.
ALL I CAN SAY,WHEN I PRAY.
THANK GOD FOR MILLER TIME


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With All My Heart

I fell in love with you the moment I laid eyes on you.
The feeling that I have is unexplainable.
I want to be with you forever and ever.
The way that you have promised me.
O the joy that I feel when I am around you is immeasurable.

The way you make me feel better when I am blue.
Makes me want to stay blue.
Just so you can make me feel better.
I look in your eyes and I see heaven.
You make time stop for me when I am down.

When we are together I feel like nothing could ever tear us apart!
The world slows down just like in the movies.
So all the people are just frozen in time.
It's just you and me all alone in the frozen time that is around us.
What happens to the people around us frozen in time?
I don’t know, and I don’t really care.

You are all that matters to me.
You have my heart and soul.
You are the one that makes everything ok.
I have so much to tell you, I don’t know where to begin.
All I am trying to say is this:
I LOVE YOU WITH ALL OF MY HEART!


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My Last

I know your heart is breaking but I still have to leave.
I see how your hands are shaking but now they can't persuade me.
Though you may not see it now, I know it's the healthy choice.
Don't worry because as time moves on you will loose the memory of my voice.
It hurts to turn my back but I know I must say good-bye.
I can't let you see these tears, as pieces inside me die.

Tell me how did this all happen.
I can't figure out what went wrong.
Whe did we start hurting one another.
Or was it happening all along.
 Like you I feel all this pain and sorrow.
Still we must move on.
Your brighter future lies in tomorrow.
You will see that soon after I'm gone.
I wish i could remember the good times.
The ones now shadowed in the past.
I can't believe this has happened, I thought you would be my last.

I want to see you happy, but I know that can't be with me.
We have worn out each other for so long, make ours hearts break and bleed.
Look at me one last time before I break and cry.
I see all the beauty that surrounds you, it lets me know that you will be alright


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Elaine

Sweet lady I remember 

doesn't seem that long ago

we were both so young and alive

in love's new born glow

laughing in the sunshine 

we could love away the rain

don't you think there's a chance to bring it back again


Started mixing our whiskey

with something much too strong

we both made a turn somewhere

and we both knew it was wrong

I know I left some scars on you 

I know how you must feel

Don't you think with some time those scars could heal

but we keep changing like the seasons

and we get uptight for different reasons

but that would make my song too sad

If we gave up on what we had"

Now we both settled down some

and loves' sweet glow is gone

If there ain't some way we can bring it back

I don't know if we can carry on'

There's no fire burning now

but there's still some coals I swear

I know we could get that fire burning 

if we gave ourselves some air

So I'm sorry I upset you

I'm sorry that I made a scene

I'm sorry that I got uptight

and said things that I didn't mean

but I never will forget you

and how the time has been

If there was someway I could make it right

I would do it all again

but we keep making up excuses

and it seems like trying would be useless

But I can't picture life without you

I still love everything about you

And we keep changing like the seasons

and we get uptight for different reasons

but that would make my song to sad

If we give up on what we had

sweet lady I remember

doesn't seem that long ago


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TRUTH AND LIGHT

 
I looked from the edge of light 
Stared across and saw truth 
I stepped forward, 
and fell in to the night 
 
Down I fell, 
in no time at all 
Felt gods' hand 
Lift me, 
for in his love I did dwell 
 
In to the light, 
carried up high 
I saw truth, 
pure and bright 
 
I can fall 
any time at all 
from the edge of light 
I have faith, 
that will lift me from the night 
 
I see the truth, 
just over there 
Waiting for me 
across the night air 
 
The beauty in truth and light 
lay before me 
I could reach out and hold 
everything in sight


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Loss of a friend

Funny how life goes on no matter how wrong your day has been.
   no one thinks to ask if for you time has stopped or when.
From time to time through out the day your mind forgets what's true,
   then a frontal wave and it all comes flooding back to you.
Friendship, laughter happy times began to flash,
   I took for granted the best of times would always last.
His smile lit hte room that now seems so dim,
   all I ever recieved was friendship from him.
My fond memories shall never slip or fade,
   all his debts to humanity are now gone and paid.
All that's left to judge him is the Father to us all,
   I hope he can see past the confusion and see the great guy I saw.


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Talk

"The way i was, things ive said
  didn't mean it, having regrets.
 for all the hurt as it drains
but the harsh feelings retain.
and the tears pour down like the rain,
dripping down the jilted drain.

I never got to say im sorry
Wish we had a chance to talk
I never got to say goodbye
Before you left for the longest walk.
I never got to say im sorry
Wish we had a chance to walk
never got to say my goodbye
and never got the time to talk.

you can hear me, this i know
the day you left, i just didn't know
your last time being home.
so many things i had to say
but time took it all away.
and now the earth is so cold
and so alone.
as i wait for your voice but hear
an empty dial tone.

I never got to say im sorry


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Blackwater Bay

I watch the sun rise

over Blackwater Bay

blood red and promising heat

I'm not surprised

that I lost my way

and spent so much time on the street

In my defense

I've got nothing to say 

as I watch the sunrise

on Blackwater Bay

I've got things to do

and places to go

I'm thinking of starting today

I never knew

there's so much I don't know

I can't let me stand in my way

too much time gone

and too little ahead

I battle the passage of time

The train that I'm on

won't stop for the dead

as she makes her way on down the line

Should the good Lord allow a few more years from now

I will be able to say

I've followed my heart and I've done my part

when I come home to Blackwater Bay

I've seen the sun rise

over Blackwater Bay

and I want to see it again

If I don't try

I might as well die

Than to go back to where I have been

I watch the sun rise

over Blackwater Bay

Blood red and promising heat

Lord give me strength

and show me the way

Help me to stand on my feet

Humbly I pray

that You won't let me stray

then guide me back home

To Blackwater Bay







 


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Agoraphobia

There are places in this world
that i can't go
The safest place i know
is inside of my home.
At times i just feel
so low
And other times i question my
motivations for getting out of bed and coming
up with the answer being unknown.

People that i'll never meet or see
as they pass by on the street
nervously i turn the key
to get back to my room.
And if you asked me this today
i'd tell you i'd never asked to be this way
can't help it if it's to hard for me
to breathe.

There are doctor's and psychiatrist's
who tell me all the time that im fine
and they know just how i feel.
There are doctor's and psychiatrist's
that it's all in my mind
but they don't understand that
it's real.

Most just don't understand how hard
it is to be dealt this hand.
Now im not complaining it could
be worse.
But people mock and laugh because
of this brand.
Makes me punch the wall in anger breaking
it with my fists.

Walk just one day in my shoes
Just how good would you do?
Would you let everything ride?
Or just run way and hide?
All the pain and misery
Lonely nights when you can't sleep
All the thoughts inside your head
Feeling nothing more than dead
Go ahead i challenge you
Take some time and think it through
Then maybe you'll know what it's like
to be me, and not you.
                                                                                                                                             
There are doctor's and psychiatrist's
who tell me all the time that im fine
and they know just how i feel.
There are doctor's and psychiatrist's
that it's all in my mind
but they don't understand that
it's real.
There are doctor's and psychiatrist's
who tell me all the time that im fine
and they know just how i feel.
There are doctor's and psychiatrist's
that it's all in my mind
but they don't understand that
it's real.


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wize man

After giving his Pershing eyes
Walking in the shade of heaven's dream lights the mans spirit
He had freed himself from selfishness and unspeakable lust for his 
misplacement
In his bold even fold 
he quietly  spends his morning alone far-shed along side  a blaze
The dawns word seek no end
 I  blindly hear the worlds forsaken melody  
 This unbeaten whisper has felt  the true coming of the lord
he shared his kindness with all everywhere he has passed
With deeds opening his doors one bye one to the meaning of his life's 
presentation
how proudly he sits with a forashing tongue
I silently whisper too his soft kindling horayed recursion
That slips away from his a life's bound
As i listen to this man i winsh my strenght to re coincide
my own
I have talk many times with this blind walking man
We have shared much fun inside we found joy and laughter
Many times we have shared understanding      
We  have stood for what is not yet be seen
Together we have surpassed the the suffering of our lives
Now and today its time to carry on 
With my unspoken words i stagger alone
Through the empty in loneliness i thrive for the redargan of it's memory
To remind me of my aventing heart
 It was a time spent in the most common of my sence
I was inter-sized by your pleased smileing prolongment
you were the greats man that i ever new
i have lived  for the righteous stand that with rise the mornings fair and titled 
soundless voice
when the evenings glow the darkness shows
conquering the mornings even flow
 I clearly remember what u said before we parted my friend 
 for the stands mark ends the meaningless purpose


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Babydoll

Trying to escape from it all I detach from reality Knowing my spirit will be Safe Too much torment have I gone through To know that this story is truly mine Cut me off no matter how much I'll always find a way To fight and survive your kingdom I'm the only thing you desire I'm the only thing you hate I'm the only thing you need I'm you little Babydoll In my mind there is a haven Only I can enter, but everyone else is there Its there I will find a new tactic To keep on living in your torment On the way home I'll die a few times But just to know I really lived I'll have to find a new way to bleed If I want to escape I'll have to loose myself Cut me off no matter how much I'll always find a way To fight and survive your kingdom I'm the only thing you desire I'm the only thing you hate I'm the only thing you need I'm you little Babydoll Cut me off no matter how much I'll always find a way To fight and survive your kingdom I'm the only thing you desire I'm the only thing you hate I'm the only thing you need I'm you little Babydoll


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Davey

I heard the bad news Monday morning

Everybody's saying,"Wow, what a drag."

Seems the skin heads had some point to prove

Now little Davey's dead in his sleeping bag

so I found myself a spot with green grass

somewhere way on down in the United States

Had a jug of wine, I had some time to pass

I picked up my guitar and I began to play

For the lovers on the on ramp

and the old men in the park

for the bad side of the city

the little fishes and the sharks

and those who give so much to life

and those that take away

and those who work so hard to get by

while Davey..................

Davey found the time to play.

We'd see little Davey up on the corner

playing like he didn't have a choice

we never thought that he'd go anywhere

He couldn't play guitar, he didn't have a voice

but we'd hang out and listen to him anyway

there was something bout his style

You know it wasn't so much the way he played

I think it was the way he smiled

while he sang

about the lovers on the the on ramp

and the old men in the park

about the bad side of the city

the little fishes and the sharks

Those who give so much to life

and those who take away 

and those who work so hard to get by

while Davey.....................

Davey had the time to play.

We heard the bad news Monday morning

everybody's saying, "Wow, what a drag."

Seems the skin heads had a point to prove

Now little Davey's dead in his sleeping bag...........


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Only Trust in God

Was driving today,
Asking God Please
No traffic be.

Looked down at,
Oops! gas tanks out,
Please don't stop NOW.
Freaking Out now.

O My God!
Why didn't I refuel the car fast?
Scared to run out,
My car nags,
Driving in with anxiety,
Asking God,
Please get me there,
Before I loose my mind,
Telling me to me,
To trust in God
At all times.

My mind wonders off,
Darn it is too sunny,
Out in Cali,
Headache so strong,
Been 3 days long,
Please leave me off.

Back on track out me on,
Myself talking to me now,
Am not crazy,
When I think out loud.
Back on Praying to God
One more time 


Got to school fine,
Gas tank zero,
Car asked me to fuel ASAP,
My brain reads not,
On time to class don't know how?
Teacher was there not,
Why did I rush?
When I could take my time?
Classmates complain,
Why teacher is late?
No one knows.

The debate is on,
"Swine flu",
This class called Project Concept,
Why are we talking out of subject?
Teacher is curious who got one.

Here it goes discussing this,
Get everyone so hyped,
Butterflies in my stomach,
Scared to die,
Scared to touch anything, 
At any time,
I trust in God
Only God can change, 
In my life.


4/30/09


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The Divine

We built ourselves a universe We were the first cause The unmoved mover The grand architect We watched the people from a far As they dwelled in our world They always wonders "why" and "who am I" An answer we did not give Who are the mortal to know About the divine So they made their own Gods and prophets All right; and all are wrong Some stood the test of time But some just couldn't rhyme So they diminished thier delusions in time They fight and deny all other beliefs Why? It makes no sense to us Why all the big fuss? Cant they all be right? And all wrong? Why do they start discord When they worship the ones of concord Now, it is us the first cause The unmoved mover The grand architect Who are meant to ask "why" and "who are we" When all they do is fight more Far from the true truth


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Last Will & Testament

To Mr. Otto Osips Ochs
My friend, the dream is exhausted
But as long as you chase it, I will follow
Mr. Dylan Thomas 
Perhaps destiny it’s self will spare us
To yours, mine, our struggle 
Their smiles
Here’s to serenity 
Accept this peace
To those who do not understand 
Perhaps you never will
To Forsythe 
Orange monkeys, brown bricks
To Fallen days 
Summer musk smirks
So we wish upon autumn stories
And still recall a sudden May
The Garden district 
Birds feed, individuals chirp
The sudden closure that lurks
To holidays 
Like people they come, they go
To Knowledge
What is good language?
Ignorance, my southern king
My Etruscan dancer 
Kiss the mistletoe of your beloved tragedy
Emerson
I beg of you 
Keep your self reliance
So I ask you, what do you do?
When life points all its fingers at you?
To End, despair, and happiness
Why not just coexist within struggles
To the most adorable infants
I insist that you cry
Because in the future 
When things go not your way
Your peers and I 
Will simply tell you to stop whining
To harmony 
I’d rather have your faults than marry
My well wishers
It’s been fun
Children 
I insist that you play
Enjoy the withered ways of the hours that fade
When life begins to settle around you
You begin to only focus on 
What you have to do
To the harlots I lay with in
You can do better than me
To those whom stood foot in sand
Wrap your self in a warm memory and let it be
To fatal attraction 
What ever happened to you?
Caesar
Until the end, my friend
Brutus
My lord this is as far as we go
To my viewers 
I leave you my despair
My expired whereabouts
My truth in well being
Deceit 
I leave you my absence on days I do not miss
My love
My only beleaguered wish
To life
The darkness I continue to kiss
To my conscience
I cannot get over you
To the world 
The end, all is yours
To our sun
The moon, the blemishing
To Phoebe 
Be eternal, mark, and benefit from it
To relinquishing 
I keep trotting
To this decision in essence
Where will I go? 
For now, I do not know
But maybe that’s the significance in the matter
To Colorado 
I look forward to our rendezvous and tryst
To departure
A lavender scent
To laughter
A soothing melody to present
To my tears 
You are nothing more than failing worries
To Eternity 
Time seems wounded, love please hurry
To Monroe Louisiana 
Maybe I’ll see you all around sometime
As for my will 
I leave none, it carries on within me



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The ones who had the whole world

Hour by hour,
Day by day,
Life is like a book,
Some like to say.
Every second, every minuet
A different page is made;
Every year, every decade
Another chapter is laid.
Someone once said,
Or thought just the same,
Life is just like
An extensive game.
There are winners,
There are losers,
There are ones who don’t care,
Yet everyone has supposedly,
A matching pair.
Not every moment,
Is not worthy of glorification.
Especially not some,
In this great nation.
Some men are like gods,
Others like slaves,
Some discard objects,
Others crave.
Yet future is upon us,
And we are doing nothing.
Shouldn’t we leave behind
Our children something?
Yet everyday we kill
Everyday we steal
Everyone doesn’t care
What others feel
In the time of this day
The time of now
We should start changing
Yet some ask “how?”
The only way is this
We start right now
Love, not kill
Give, not steal
Maybe with time
Our hearts will heal
If not our hearts,
Then our planet may
This planet never,
Ever forgets
Rarely does it ever,
Ever forgive
Only we
Are the ones to blame
Only we
Need to claim
The responsibility of such
For we are the ones
the world was ours
do something we must
before this land sours


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Aquarian Dream II- Leaving Kali Yuga

A glimpse in your gilded eyes Tells me all inside your lieing mind How can you Stand without a spine How can you speak without a will Failed to announce the pain Will they realize the illusion Is it all to late? The lies that are so common Have put up a delusion Infront Of the people's mind So deep away from the dark Will we come when father is coming For us, is it all to late? Soft little messenger I dare you to spread the word About our dying world All come far and near Listen to what we have been waiting to hear The walls have broken down The gates have been breached The Keep stormed in Praise and sing They have killed our king Our conformity is on it's last day All Black Skies have been tainted with grey Our flags are now just tinder The palace has all been burned to cinders Our Empire has fell Praise and sing They have killed our king I see the light of a dawning Age Let a new era begin An Aquarian dream a day where we are all free Inside our minds; our hidden refuge But there's no need to hide perfection Concordia shall be our queen Justice, independence, liberty are our only virtues free to be whoever our heart let's us be Go to the tower, strike the bell Soft little messenger And tell of Victory All come far and near Listen to what we have been waiting to hear The walls have broken down The gates have been breached The Keep stormed in Praise and sing They have killed our king Our conformity is on it's last day All Black Skies have been tainted with grey Our flags are now just tinder The palace has all been burned to cinders Our Empire has fell Praise and sing They have killed our king All come far and near Listen to what we have been waiting to hear The walls have broken down The gates have been breached The Keep stormed in Praise and sing They have killed our king Our conformity is on it's last day All Black Skies have been tainetd with grey Our flags are now just tinder The palace has all been burned to cinders Our Empire has fell Praise and sing They have killed our king


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Aids Awareness

Ten years later, I didn't think I'd be here
Sitting in the corner, still wiping y tears
How your past comes back to haunt you
How your mistakes come back to hurt you
I was young and in love, promised many things
I had no one, he took me under his wings
Showed me a world I have never seen
He told me that he's never been with anyone
This will be his very first time, I smiled
Joy filled my heart, it was my first time too
I was on cloud nine, nothing could bring me down
Until he decided to stop coming around
I started to hear a lot of things, people started talking
I found out he's been around the block a time or two
But even after all this, I didn't question
Whether or not it was time to go get tested
Four months down the line and my belly started growing
I went to the doctor and he told me I was pregnant
Even so I still didn't want to go get tested
It wasn't until my ninth month that something clicked
It was my responsibility as a mother to go get checked
And I did and it made me feel proud
Until the doctor called and told me to sit down
It seems I have HIV and on top of that
Three other girls, who have been with him have the same disease
But my curse has a blessing, god spared my daughter
Her blood is clear of the disease, she doesn't have HIV
But here I am, ten years later, sitting in my room
Getting sicker as each day passes, there's no cure for this disease
I carry a great burden, my heart is full of pain
Who will take care of my little girl when i'm no longer here, 
How I wish I used a condom, I should have asked questions
I should have been patient and waited, until I got the answers
But I was in love and allowed my flesh to do the talking
If you think your mistakes don't bother the people around you
Your wrong and confused, they feel your pain too
If there is one thing I can say, to bring forth a better day
Don't wait, don't delay, go and get tested today
If you don't know nothing about the disease, get some information
It's available everwhere, It's right there for you to see
It's not stupid, it's the smart thing to do
Don't wait till it's too late
Don't wait until it happens to you




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Why?

Let me tell you a story
when i was barely five
my father went and left us
with just a faint goodbye.
Told me to my face
he didn't care how i felt
It was all about him now
so forget anyone else.
He was leaving us
for another woman and kid
Like we wern't good enough
for the life that we lived.
And time  again
like the flow of the winds
I blamed myself for all this
and how it came to an end.

But why dad? Why leave?
What did we do to?
Break our hearts to the point we can't breathe.
But why dad? Was it something i said?
Why are you gone?
So many unsaid feelings that never will get said.

And as the years went by
he barely knew me growing up
My school, my grades, dislikes,
award shows, never showed up.
At the court hearing you didn't 
even fight for me
Now you wonder why i have these
devistated tendencies?
And how you made snide comments
about my life
Never understood me did you
even if you tried with all your might.
And the knife you used still resides
inside my chest
And every now and then you turn it
a never ending rest.
                                                                                                                                           But 
why dad? Why leave?
What did we do to?
Break our hearts to the point we can't breathe.
But why dad? Was it something i said?
Why are you gone?
So many unsaid feelings that never will get said.

Days when i was on the playground i cursed
the other kids because there dad's were around.
Now i know it wasn't there fault you turned out
the way you did, it's just now that i found.
That really all the tears and time i spent on you
And all the pain and heart ache that you put us through
Would i be the person i am now if you were here?
Or would i be just like you and would not care?
And when you die i dream of it
An empty church and now worshippers reside in it
I bet you'd finally get that blow to your ego dad
Knowing nobody tried hard to be there that bad.
And when they lay you to rest and put the tombstone
down the only thing we'll share
is the last name that's on the cold dark ground.
Just remember it was your choice not to know me
And now that im a father i thank god
That i learned not to be you but to be me.

But why dad? Why leave?
What did we do to?
Break our hearts to the point we can't breathe.
But why dad? Was it something i said?
Why are you gone?
So many unsaid feelings that never will get said.
But why dad? Why go?


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Tiger Tiger

I met you once before, 
But you were all on fire. 
We passed on the Spanish stairs, 
Couldn't you take me any higher? 
Well who are you? 
What do you want from me? 
I'm not blind, 
But I really can't see. 
The one that I love has no vision, 
But she can see. 
She thinks I'm a clown, 
She thinks, "He's no good to me". 
Well, I floated for so long, 
That I thought I was dead. 
Now I know that something incredible 
Is trapped inside my head.  

I don't want any money, 
And I don't need any fame. 
I want to find out what I did 
But do I want to do it again?  

I've been to hell and 
I've been to places much worse. 
My name is now a burden, 
My life must carry a curse. 
Haunted by my unknown past, 
But still I must go on. 
Hunted by just about everyone,
So I'm always on the run. 
Jaunting through time 
And jaunting through space. 
I've got to keep moving, 
I can't stay in one place. 
I'm only one step ahead 
And they're closing in fast. 
I'm getting very tired, 
I don't know how long I can last. 

My brain hurts a lot and 
I know someone is close to me. 
I don't know where to go, 
I know they won't let me be. 
The stairs were on fire, 
As we passed with outstretched hands. 
Trying to hold each other, 
Pushing back the grains of sand. 
We both knew that we were 
Really different worlds, apart. 
I only had to look at the burning man, 
Didn't even know where to start. 
Please let it out of my head, 
The secret that could explode. 
I don't want to end up blind, 
Stranded on that road.

Where is that Spanish stair now? 
And can I still reach it? 
Do I see pain or is there 
Pleasure beneath it? 
The fire that burns Is out of control now. 
I try to hide my face 
From the flames in the Jar now. 
But her face is a memory 
And it is melting away. 
I ask for her hand, 
But I've nothing more to say. 
She pulls it back and 
A tear falls from her eye. 
Her head falls as she motions to me, 
Goodbye, goodbye. 

I don't want any money, 
And I don't need any fame. 
I want to find out what I did 
But do I want to do it again? 


''Based on the book 'Tiger Tiger' by Alfred Bester.


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Keep ya head up

They say it's better to have loved and lost
Then to never love at all
It's a hard thing to swallow
For by the time you think you're happy
It's already time to fall
The bitter-sweet taste of happiness
Only lasts untill you blink
By the time they are reopened
You don't even have time to think
It teases you with envy
Throws mercy in your face
When you start to believe in forever
Its just in time to be replaced
Life demands bling chances
Sometimes you just have to take them
Do what your heart tells you
Even if others condemn
Hold your head up high
Even when it feels too tough
Because the truth is 
No matter where you go
You'll always be followed by love


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The Red Red Rose

 before our time drew to a close
you touched my life with poetry
You told me of a red red rose
then you made those words so clear to me

the beauty in a red red rose
is hard to love, even harder to hold
for its freshness fades and dies
but the love that's held inside
is not so easy to let go
for in the heart, it is contained

Now through my life, you've come and gone
and sorrow was our legacy 
I try my best to carry on
without the better part of me
My lady, and my little girl
the greatest joy that I have known
but selfishness destroyed our world
she's left to reap what we have sown

the beauty in a red red rose
is hard to love, even harder to hold
for its freshness fades and dies
but the love that's held inside
is not so easy to let go
for in the heart it is contained

So I try my best to make it through
the truth you told me long ago
all that's left of me, is my love for you
I no longer hold the rose

the beauty in a red red rose
is hard to love, even harder to hold
for its freshness fades and dies
but the love that's held inside
is not so easy to let go
for in the heart it must remain

before our time drew to a close
you touched my life with poetry


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Nancy

I don't know if you realize

but when I look straight in your eyes

I get a little scared because I love you

Don't know what's got into me

You can call it insecurity

but I'm afraid it would ruin everything

if you knew

You're the lady in the garden

so soft but somehow hard

I'm just a guy who buys your time with conversation

but the pain I feel is pleasure

for the times with you I treasure

in any given simple situation

but upon my life I swear

there is nothing for you to fear

no complications or storm clouds of emotion

though my heart's on overtime

I know it's no ones fault but mine

a little less burning a little more devotion

I can be somewhat cynical

because I've had a belly full

of being the only one in love

but It's not quite the same with you

I've done my time and paid my dues

I don't believe push always comes to shove

so should you rather walk alone

this world that we're walking on

it won't be all that much worse for the wear

I'll put my heart back on the shelf

and from time to time console myself

that I was the only one who ever cared

but upon my life I swear

there's nothing for you to fear

no complications or storm clouds of emotion

though my hearts working overtime

I know it's no ones fault but mine

a little less burning a little more devotion

I don't know if you realize

but when I look straight in your eyes

I get a little scared because I love you


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THIS FAIR QUEEN

This fair Queen 
rides in soft golden light 
Only at twilight,to be seen 
Golden hair catches the sun 
This fair queen on the run 

With rippling emerald shawl, 
this fair Queen rides in golden glow. 
Only the faithful know it so 
For, the faithful know it all 

This fair Queen loves her folk, 
her smile, like the sun 
Intoxicating fun, 
the fair Queen can invoke 

This emerald green 
disappears in to the night. 
Not to be seen, 
golden hair, 
golden delight, 
rides far in to twilight. 

This fair Queen, 
bejewelled in green 
Golden hair, 
the like, never seen 

This ethereal Queen 
in gold and green 
Seen by the few 
Those who believe it true 

This magical time 
betwixt day and night 
The clock does chime 
This fair queen 
must ride with all her might. 

To go after sundown 
This fair Queen 
will lose her crown, 
willl never be seen 

For the kingdom of twilight 
the fair Queen rules all 
Bejewelled in green 
Golden hair ,so bright 
The dying of golden sun 
Her work is done 

This fair Queen will disappear 
at the dipping of the sun 
Bejewelled in green 
Only to be seen 
on a snow white horse, on the run 
When the clock does chime, 
at twilight time 

Golden whisper at dusk, 
fleeting flash of emerald green 
Scent of honeysuckle musk 
This golden Queen 
can only be seen, 
by the faithful few 
Who know it is true 

This soft chuckle of delight, 
heard only at twilight 
Tis my Queen 
That can only be seen 
in soft golden light 


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Higher then a King

Why would a King need a Queen,  maybe for married
yes but a God needs not to marry or her voice or comand
He so smart he needs no advise,  her has army's and
army'ts and services of gold he write the book or last
page and he will ride for his people not one or two
but for everyone everyone child no one tells him
but to do he is not devil but isn't evil but evil for
everyone. For one or two no time is needed but
for everyone needs lots of time. but time is on
his side and like mountain high he collects
his gaints and his servents that refuse money
He strong and stand ten feet high, and time
is on his side, and baby is life to all and all
good morning. REd White blue stands for
Liberty and like bell la la liberty bells our 
hearts and souls will crack on the 4th of
July just to say Hi to most HI. and stars
on our flag is like the stars in our eyes
as we said Happy Brithday to our belove
father and blue skys and if  it rains it is
our tears when he say Bye to all and all
he loves good bye my belove children
good bye. and he will say Thank you
for your love Its ok to have money honey
Darlin Darlin its ok to have money keep it . give it away the poem


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The Truth

“The Truth” – Written by Kayla Hamilton
“Why is it that guys end up treating you like a sister? 
Why can’t I be that girl that no other has had before? 
Instead of calling me hot, they call me cutie. 
Then when they ask me something personal I end up lying, 
Instead of telling the truth. 

--It’s that feeling I get. 
The kind where I get all mushy inside when he texts me.
And when I hear his voice. 

I would tell the truth, but...I wouldn’t want to ruin the relationship we have now.         
I want to be that girl, who can impress him.
But when I try, I don’t want to sound stupid.
I want to be that girl who thinks of me 
the moment he wakes up, and when he’s dreaming.    
I’m not beautiful. I’m just me. Sometimes I just feel not so pretty or beautiful.
I just feel ugly.
And when he calls me goof, I feel like he treats me like a 12 yr old. 

--Then there’s the moment where it seems serious.
He does call me hot, and beautiful. 
I just keep wondering he doesn't mean it. That he’s just still used to our “friendliness”. 
I’ve always felt like the outsider. He’d hang out and chill with me, 
But at the same time had a crush on someone else. 
He was into other girls. The one’s that are pretty, and funny, and
I guess “bad”. 
When he was into her, I had to act like I didn’t know.
When I saw them holding hands, my heart just dropped. 
I was jealous. 
No one knew how much I liked him. No one knows now.
Maybe crying in my sleep or trying to forget about it, was all I could do.
I was the invisible one. The friend. Just the girl. 
It’s been the past 8 years, and it still hurts. 

-Maybe it’s just better to be friends. Maybe it’s just time to move on.
Maybe I need to move on. 

-There are others saying “ooh...you better watch out for the guys!” 
Well…ooohh...Why hasn’t anyone told me they loved me or liked me in
The past 17 years? Minus family that is. 
It’s like if I was taken, maybe he would be jealous. 
Just to know what it felt like for me.
Always hurting and crying and not getting over the fact he wasn’t
Interested in being more then just friends. 

Well it’s just life. It’s not the way anyone wants it to be.
All I can say is these are my thoughts. This is how I feel.
All I can say is the truth.
And the truth is… I’m in love with you.”


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What she said

She looked at me with a smile
im pregnant is what she said
What ive wanted all the while
being a father going through my head
But when she told me she miscarried
my fist banged into the floor
And in the corner head in my knees buried
as my hopes had flew out of the door.

Wasn't i good enough to be a dad
or was it just not my right
All the fights they got so bad
Until i finally saw the light
You lied about the babies
Never pregnant at all
Holding my hopes up to my head like a gun
so i would feel like leaving anymore.
How could you do this to me?
I ask myself this today
Do you know how hard it was for me?
Visiting a grave where no baby was contained?

She said, and she lied
All these times
Just to get me to stay.
She said it over and over
And each time it would sting
And the pain never goes away.

She used this line more times
i was to immature
She told me the details of what
they all looked like
Loved to always see me hurt
And take away all my fight.
Breaking my heart so many times
Let my dreams and hopes to die
Are you happy with yourself?
Making up things now to someone else?
As of this moment i am done with you
Apologize if you must there's nothing you can do.
Even though there were no babies i still honor those that died.
Placing little race cars and flowers on the stones of those
who just fought but couldn't survive.

She said, and she lied
All these times
Just to get me to stay.
She said it over and over
And each time it would sting
And the pain never goes away.


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As Time Slowly Passes By

As time slowly passes by
I still wipe tears from my eye
My heart still aches from the pain
Still yearning to feel your touch
To kiss your soft loving lips

As time slowly passes by
Feeling lonely all the time
Happiness taken out of my life
Grief zapping all of my energy
Trying to survive one day at a time

As time slowly passes by
Looking ahead to the day
When we are reunited
Since you had to die
Someday I must also


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THE NARROW SQUEAK SHOW CHAPTER 8

The final challenge 
The grand finale ,so to speak 
The one they have all been waiting for! 
All week! 
Massive detonation! 
Instant gratification! 

I was all set........ 
All conditions met 
My trigger finger ready 
My hand steady.............. 
ish............ 

I didn't hear the resulting  boom......... 
A bright white flash............. 
I was instantly turned into ash! 
My body ,reduced to atoms! 

I didn't object........ 
To the Manhattan Project! 
This was going to far........... 
Blew me away 
Turned me into a star! 

Now, I am thinking 
The most famous stars are dead........ 
Legends live on....... 
I shall be immortal instead! 

This is difficult............ 
I need time to think.......... 
The Narrow Squeak Show, 
has a limited run,you know! 

Whew! 
It's gonna take time to collect......... 
all my particles and ash 
I really must dash! 
I will carefully select....... 
The time and place 
For, I have far to go........ 
Amonst the stars 
To start the second show! 


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Bubba Spent the Night

Our son asked can a friend stay over
He just moved here from dover
The friend says tonight's Friday, usually we have pig's innards
He says my name is Cleetus Billy Joe Jim Bob Jones, after he stutters out his 
name, it's time for dinner
But you can call me Bubba, he seems very polite
I pray no nightmares as Bubba spends the night
I tell him we are having Makerel Cakes and Mac and Cheese
He says I will take four cakes and two helpings if you please
Boy you sure do have an appetite
I tell my son our budget won't allow Bubba to ever again spend the night
Soon dinner is over and Bubba still wants to eat
I grab a funnel and melted bacon fat and tell him to have a seat
He says we eat fatback soup sometimes on a weekday
He tells me the doctor tells his whole family, that sometime their arteries will turn 
to clay
bubba says I don't eat for calories, I eat for taste
I tell Bubba, if you keep eating like that you will become hazardous waste
He laughs and cheers in delight
This all happened when Cleetus Billy Joe Jim Bob Jones spent the night
At 2 am he asks for a snack
I give him a sleeve of Ritz crackers and a pound of Monterey Jack
I hand him a jar of Grey Puopon
He says after I eat this, there may be trouble in your john
He smiles and asks for a Diet Coke
I try to watch my health, I don't drink or smoke
Eight more hours, then our budget will be alright
He asks when is the next time I can spend the night


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A Call To Arms-Volume One

A call to arms has been issued and all the lyrical guns have been reissued
fierce fighting mothers handing out tissues to dab away at media blasted issues 
while the news just labels and cradles out the issues to misuse without paying 
dues and then we all lose yes i said we all lose while fighting towards the end

Because of men riddled with sin i think it's time to begin again with sentimental 
reason to treason. start rhyming again to turn away the seasons.  Why can't you 
stop, can't you see the beacons?  But oh no, hell no, here comes the saturated 
reasons spouting from our deacons to extinguish all the beacons.

A call to arms has beened released from our fathers that are burried and 
deceased.  Oh no, hell no, the wonders they never decease.  While problems 
they steadily increase time to pick a pocket and do away with that lease.  The 
poor man crying while the fat cat continues to fleece us, with mistrust, thinking 
we aren't tough.  but life gets hard and tough, the people they have had enough.  
So all the people they rise up and stand up, can't stop it up or break it up.  

When the crowd starts pumping, and the cities start thumping, with this lyrical 
something.  Maybe the teen mothers wold stop humping, but y'know something, 
when we wake up this has all been for nothing.  Because the city is a monster 
living in dumpsters, with parents in the house yelling at their kids upstairs, no 
wonder the nation is caught unawares.  We're all frightened by the nightmares, 
but do nothing when the beacons start to blare.  Looking up at empty hands as if 
to plead with the starving air.  Oh god, the answer was but now it's gone and I 
don't where.  Not even the gospels that are out there can tell me where.  But who 
cares?  With all the dope selling and the fathers that aren't there.  


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two lovers

Spark of light in pitch black room
This place of solitude becomes a tomb
Reading writings of great people of the past
Get stuck in a moment forever to last

Open your sweet lips to kill the silence
Two lovers meet by moonlight to fill empty hearts

Piece of pain silent and still
My spirit builds a life of free will
a harmony of notes sound soft to my ear
Inside of a beating heart like a drum I hear

Open your sweet lips to kill the silence
Two lovers meet by moonlight to fill empty hearts

Passion of love echoes through my lips
Above two loves walls hold secrets no one hears
Two lovers in each others arms for years
Two lovers close share their fears
Sitting close they wipe each other’s tears

Open your sweet lips to kill the silence
Two lovers meet by moonlight to fill empty hearts


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life

Life is tricky as most of us have found,
it can slap you up and it can slap you
down. 
The sun always rises to meet us each day,
the sweet air is blowing and making it
our way.
The day seems long as we start the 
trip, we always hope we wont fall
or slip.
The temptation of the human mind is 
all around, it can bring us up and it can
bring us down.
To be "strong" they say is what we have to do,
but how can we do that, if its only just
you.
Being alone is a punishment for me, you see,
I sit and wonder, how to set myself
free.
I hate the night as it falls around me,
I feel captive, trapped and needing
to be set free.
Sleep can help and take me away, 
to a place that i can be at peace,
and often play.
Dreams are all i have to help me now,
I think on them daily from sun up to sun 
down. 
Dont take that part of me from which i 
live upon, without that within me
i would surely be gone.  
 
 
 


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I Do Believe

I do believe. In everything you say
When times are better,
We’ll be together again.
After the war.

But until then:
You’d better run to me
Come to me,
I’m here with open arms

Waiting in darkness
 Till’ you come and set me free
Help me to just believe
In love.

Well, I do believe. In everything you say
When times are better 
We’ll be together again,
After the war.

But until then:
You’d better run to me
Come to me,
I’m here with open arms

Waiting in darkness
 Till’ you come and set me free
Help me to just believe

Help me to just believe
Oh I do believe.
Do believe,
In your love.


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Tombstone, Arizona

In eighteen-eighty two, the town of Tombstone, Arizona found its fame,
Inside its streets and cemetery it began to live up to its name;
The silver mines were making men as rich as they could ever hope to be,
And all the gamblers and the gunmen and the madams wrote its history.

October twenty-seventh was the day that no one ever can forget,
But what exactly happened there nobody quite agrees on, even yet;
But we all know for sure is some men stood and shot some other men who fell;
The good and bad and black and white are something no one knows enough to tell.

But legends live when men begin to die,
And no one knows what’s true, and what’s a lie,
And Tombstone, Arizona died a long, long time ago…

The cowboys all were cattle thieves who died inside of Tombstone’s streets that day,
The lawmen who had killed them all were gamblers who’d do anything for pay,
The bodies, they were buried with the truth, inside the graveyard out of town;
When Wyatt Earp and both his brothers met those men, they gunned them to the ground.

The marshals won the battle, but the time for men like them was running short;
Then Wyatt lost his brothers, but he didn’t take the murdererto a court;
He killed the killers, so they even swore a warrant for his head;
But Wyatt Earp died in nineteen twenty eight, so peaceful in his bed.


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In Christ I believe

It is there upon the earth to which he thought to give life with a breath. 
It was there to which he had first thought of man and believe. 
There in his mind as well as his heart he started what was never to be apart. 
He started that of life that in him there was perfection only to be deceived by                   
that of none we want. 
That of deception he did get as man was talk into that of, to which we know 
was sin. 
So there it begins the days of Adam’s decent. 
That we were place in sin because of that of Satan’s deceit, there it started                           
the days of times trails and trouble as he gave Jesus to die at the hands of the trouble.        
It was there he walk as well as gave his life. 
That none would perish but have ever lasting life. 
But it was there we were cleansed by that of an ever lasting blood of the cross. 
We pray and say where thou art in the time of need but yet all still fail to believe. 
Why is it we only call upon him in time of need when we never seek him on our 
knees? 
Is it that we really don’t believe and think we came from that of a 
monkeys need? 
So where do you suppose the monkey came from because someone had                           
to make that even of you and me. 
It is there somewhere deep in a galaxy that God the Father waits to see. 
If we all seek his glory and love for it is from the heart he first love. 
Because it was that of his son he gave with love. 
That for you and me we would forever be loved… 
In Jesus name we pray, Amen with a blessing of love.


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A Place That Means So Much

Here is where I've spent many days
I've made many memories in many ways
I've learned an aweful lot about life
How to get through trial and dodge strife

Here I have spent a lot of time alone
I've tied my shoes and took care of my own
I started to reason, I began to think
Word after word I scribbled in ink

Years came, they passed, and I grew
There were piles of things I'd muddled through
I've gained strength; I've been taught how to stand
Sometimes I sink, but I'm walking on land

My Father showed me the beauty of the stars
I learned to appriciate His scars
I pondered the meaning of the universe
Then I remembered that this world's cursed

Reality drifted to distant
Time spun, lost it's track for an instant
I'm a single grain of sand on the beach
But the hairs of my head, the Lord knows each

I spent countless night on my back wide awake
Wondering what in this life I would partake
Then I'd close my eyes, I'd be satisfied
My Father has a plan, He'd be my guide

Through the woods I took long quiet walks
But the Lord was there, we'd have silent talks
Creation stood strong, it was all elite
The warm, moist ground welcomed my bare feet

Other evenings I'd sit around the fire
The flames were livewires reaching higher
And the grand, old trees hovered above
Here is where my heart was taught to love

I learned how to live and discovered God's plan
The world is a harvest field filled with man
I am a laborer of the King
One day everything will worship and sing

Many days I hold close as great memories
Those days at the camp hold my life's stories
Here I became who I am and for here my heart burns
Time goes by, but I know I'll return


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My Peace

oh wow the first time I kissed you
I envisioned myself on some island
wrapped up in your love blanket
we cuddled til the sun came up
the whole time we held hands and touched
told each other
how we wanted it to be forever
neither one had ever felt such bliss
that happened one night with a kiss
as you tuned into me looking in my eyes 
I knew it was the answer to my woes and cries
finally we it is a bond that is mended with our hearts
distance of love in our dreams we never part
from the true meaning of how it all started 
as we take deep breaths of this sandy air
we await the exhale cause you and I care
as the remnants of us ride in the waves of the ocean
taking our thoughts to a place unreachable
few have been there most tend stay
as we reach our favorite destination
it's no doubt were in love


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(This Just Might Be) The Last Old-Time Train Song


Come on little children, put your ears upon that shiny silver rail.
You know that train is comin’ and you know this time it isn’t going to fail,
So listen in the distance, you can hear the whistle whining in the air,
So hurry to the station, bring your neighbors, ev’rybody will be there.

This just might be the last old-time train song,
Sing it one more time for you and me,
Kickin’ up cinders down the line,
The engineer, he’s a
friend of mine,
This just might be the last old-time train song.

Hurry to the platform, try to see the train, it’s just a mile away,
And listen to those drivers poundin’, bringin’ back the sounds of yesterday,
The engineer is waving, all the little boys, they seem to know his name,
The station’s full of people, and the train is here, and ain’t you glad you came?

Now the whistle’s blowing, now the fireman’s stoking up a little steam,
The passengers are boarding and I wonder, is this really all a dream?
And is that train returning, or will it be gone forever down the track?
It doesn’t matter, we’ll keep singing, just as if that train is comin’ back.


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Dylan Thomas

I know you will miss me life 
“As I go so gently into this night”

In our final hours 
We lay as possums 
Not but never
Will the limbs of this flower blossom
You held life so kindly 
I only ask was it trust
And if so 
Shall we continue to reach for the shadow behind us

I know you will miss me life 
“As I go so gently into this night”

I now bleed 
For I believe
My surroundings breathe 
Upon thy curse of me
From the belly of pompous we will continue to grow
And as for our spectators 
On to hell, with what they know
This is the curse of comfort
Shall we be lain in the final blown trumpet 
 
I know you will miss me life
“As I go so gently into this night”


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SAM'S SOLUTUION

Old Sam had carted nightsoil for a decade ‘round our town; 
A happy sort of chappy that let nothing get him down. 
He always found solutions to most problems in this life 
And went to no ends finding ways to rid himself of strife. 
 
Just like the time I found the note tacked to our outhouse door 
Along with one of hubby’s socks – sounds strange, but wait there’s more. 
It seems Sam’s eldest daughter had got in the fam’ly way 
And he’d convinced her darling beau there’d be a wedding day. 
 
A shotgun aimed strategically had helped persuade the lad 
And Sam convinced the young buck that he’d make a real good dad. 
The night before the wedding day Sam’s organised his suit, 
A singlet, jocks, shoes and socks, but felt a dopey coot. 
 
His sock drawer it was full alright, but none of them a pair  
And now he had to make a choice.  What was he gunna wear? 
I’ll sleep on it -  the old mate thought, but now it’s time for bed; 
He had to get some shut-eye for the big day just ahead. 
 
Sam had his run to do first up and much to his surprise 
He found upon our washing line a sight for his old eyes. 
A pair of socks that he could see would match one of his own 
And figured that he’d borrow one and treat it like a loan. 
 
And with another problem solved Sam scrubbed up pretty well; 
He gave the bride away that day and things went rather well. 
Of course he washed our missing sock, before he brought it back 
And told the story in his note, attached there with a tack. 



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Where The Wind Shall Lead Me

I am set to surrender and give in once again
to the restlessness that is pushing from within
and telling me to leave behind the people I love
to sail thousand miles to where black gold flows.

Now I stand by the door with bags in my hands
to board my lonely ship, cross the wide ocean.
So sorry to leave but undaunted just the same,
I will soon be on my way, I’d soon be far away.

Oh, I may sometimes stop to catch my breath
when this tired, old heart says it’s had enough.
But I know I would be up and moving again,
going where the wind shall lead  me.

For how could I hold this force beating deep inside,
how do I stop myself from chasing its crazy dreams,
how could I not tread on the road leading out yonder,
when the drum starts to beat, won’t I answer its call?

Well, here I am in this cruel and barren desert
stretching my luck and braving the killing heat.
I don’t know when this wandering finally ends
but who cares! isn’t this what life is all about?


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USED TO BE RURAL

We used to call them the dandelion fields,
Yellow heads scattered through grass,
And when summer hay was cut and baled,
The fields appeared hungry and sparse. 

Stubble Quail raised in dry barren straw,  
Were repeatedly heard but unseen,
Skylarks warbled in the heavens above,
Paspalum, the only grass that is green.

With autumn rains, comes the new life,
Freshened is the air, and too the soil,
Mushrooms aplenty awaited the knife, 
And it’s time for the tractor to toil.

Lime on the fields, white dust in the air,
Harrow dirt for the annual recharge,
New shades of green spread o’er the ground,
And fight through the winter’s barrage.

It used to be rural…wonderfully rural,
With wide open spaces, enjoyable places,
For children to grow…where I used to go,
When it used to be fields, and used to be bush…
But what used to be rural is part of the push
For the urban sprawl.
 
Old twisted Swamp Gums, home of the ‘rosie’,
Grew lonely as solitary cattle shade,
In Ti-tree pockets lodged the chirpy Tom-tit,
Where their elaborate nests were made.   

But what once was rural, will not be again,
Subdivided are those fields of my teens,
A four lane highway stretches either way,
With spreading urban on setting scenes.

Yes it used to be rural…wonderfully rural,
With wide open spaces, enjoyable places,
For children to grow…where I used to go,
When it used to be fields, and used to be bush…
But what used to be rural is part of the push
For the urban sprawl.



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St. Nicholas

There's a little bit of St. Nicholas in all of us…

Most of us will never ride on a flying sled
Led by nine reindeer, one with a "nose so red"
And most of us will never go all around the world
In just one night with gifts for every boy and girl

But we all want this time of year to be
A happy holiday for little ones to see

There's a little bit of St. Nicholas
In all of us each year
And it's all because we are Santa Claus
To all we hold so dear
So in the Spirit of Christmas love
Let us share this season's cheer
With everyone like a newborn Son
In the Nick of time this year               (Chorus)

Most of us may never jingle bells dressed in red
For spare change so others can be sheltered, clothed and fed
And most of us may never visit the needy overseas
Or spend hours with our neighbors or the least of these

But let's give to those who ask and show charity
To the poor and lonely, and the young and old that be

Without necessities of life within longings of love
So they will believe in what they're dreaming of
And receive what they need and more than enough
So that they too can be a little like St. Nicholas

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Indepth of Others

For those of you 
With your arms above me
For those of you
Whom continuously love me 

I never felt like I was at peace
No matter what
There's always 
This emptyness inside
This overwhelming lease 
No matter what I do 
What ever I go through 
I just can not seem to fill 
This estranged opening
This subtle cloaking 
People 
Pat me on the back 
People 
Tell me they love me 
Some reach out 
more than others
Unexpected brothers 
But I can't find peace
Even as a child 
The only happiness 
I've ever known 
Is seeing another smile 
Like a ghost
I've become ever so close
My solution becomes
When you're lost 
You're found 
I guess people are human
And they will let you down


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Tiana, I Will Always Love You


Sam Houston was governor of Tennessee, 
When he went off to live with the Cherokee,
Kicked out of his bed by his wife so he went away…
Sat under a tree and he got drunk ‘most every day.

Tiana was Scottish, she was Indian, too. 
When she saw that big man, she knew just what to do—
She kissed him, and she caressed him, and she tended his broken heart.
Sam Houston, he told her, “Tiana, we’ll never part.”

“Tiana, I will always love you, Tiana, I will always care.”
Sam Houston loved Tiana, and you know she loved him…
Ah, but that was a long, long time ago…

Texas came calling, it pounded like a drum. 
Sam Houston he answered, they knew he’d come.
“Remember the Alamo” became his battle-cry…
Sam Houston and Texas, and the Lone Star was flying high.

The Cherokee were shoved right off their land—
Four thousand of them died, I understand.
And General Sam Houston, he shared their pain;
(And the grave of Tiana was washed away with the rain…)

“Tiana, I will always love you. Tiana, I will always care.”
Sam Houston loved Tiana, and you know that she loved him…
Ah, but that was a long, long time ago…


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Meadows Set Abliss

As gentle winds parlayed
their enchantments
upon the galleys of
meadows set abliss.

Rose petals of romance
and desire, 
were softly strewn about, 
carelessly,
as lovers amidst a kiss.

As the golden sun
portrayed, 
the treasures that are
found, thee within.

The grace of God's 
divinity hearkened,
embellishing our untimely
sins.

As the dew that nestled
the love we shared,
renewing our innocence
angelic.

Our eyes revealed
the essence of
heavenly passions,
a unifying relic.

Sojourning as ancient
lovers do, 
upon euphoria's bliss, 
antiquite.

Gentle winds
parlayed the myth,
of divine love, 
in secret.


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Side-Kicks

Rabbit was my turtle who never won a race
Red is my fish but he's blue in the face
And I love my pets but they do no tricks
So I play all day and sleep at night with my sidekicks

My sidekicks~ Wa! Cha!  My sidekicks~ Wa! Cha!
Sometimes we stand on bricks, play swords with sticks
Sometimes we have tools for fixin', lollipops for lickin'
But when it's time quit and switch, they're still my fav clique
My sidekicks~ Wa! Cha!  My sidekicks~ Wa! Cha!   (Chorus)

Smokey is my cat and I love him too
Got a little kitty, named her Crystal blue
And another fish in a bowl I call Fins
But they do no tricks, so I play with my sidekicks again

I got Teddy and Roy and my bulldog Bully
And at bath time I get to dunk my pal Sully
Then there's Croc but is he an alligator
And Fishy is orange, before I see you later
I gotta tell ya Mr. Duck is now Mr. Quacks
But my favs of all time is Tang Tang and Scratch

And though they're stuffed animals~ they do all the tricks
Like my play friend Jerry- they're my sidekicks

(Chorus)

A Song for my son Caleb at age 4


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DEATHS' BITTER BLOW

I felt deaths' 
Bitter blow
So little time
So much more to know

If I could just once...
Tell, too...
How much I loved
All of you

I felt deaths' 
Bitter blow
Before I had the chance
To spend more time
With you

I carry a heart
Filled with regret
I had the chance too
To spend more time
With you

I felt deaths'
Bitter blow
So many wasted times
To tell...
How much I loved
All of you
What I came to know

If I could, just once
For now it is dark
To tell...
So little time now
No time to express
For I feel deaths'
Bitter blow

If I could, just once
Tell
Of a heart
Filled with regret
So much more to know
It is too late
For I no longer feel
Only deaths' 
bitter blow


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Tombstone, Arizona


In eighteen-eighty two, the town of Tombstone, Arizona found its fame,
Inside its streets and cemetery it began to live up to its name;
The silver mines were making men as rich as they could ever hope to be,
And all the gamblers and the gunmen and the madams wrote its history.

October twenty-seventh was the day that no one ever can forget,
But what exactly happened there nobody quite agrees on, even yet;
But we all know for sure is some men stood and shot some other men who fell;
The good and bad and black and white are something no one knows enough to tell.

But legends live when men begin to die,
And no one knows what’s true, and what’s a lie,
And Tombstone, Arizona died a long, long time ago…

The cowboys all were cattle thieves who died inside of Tombstone’s streets that day,
The lawmen who had killed them all were gamblers who’d do anything for pay,
The bodies, they were buried with the truth, inside the graveyard out of town;
When Wyatt Earp and both his brothers met those men, they gunned them to the ground.

The marshals won the battle, but the time for men like them was running short;
Then Wyatt lost his brothers, but he didn’t take the murdererto a court;
He killed the killers, so they even swore a warrant for his head;
But Wyatt Earp died in nineteen twenty eight, so peaceful in his bed.


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Turn the page.

My heart races as time runs by too quick to notice standing still is I,
warmed by the days burden full from the nights closing curtain,
pen to paper my thoughts take over scribbles lines phrases on the paper they cover,
flashes of a time of a place far away searching for lines that still hide from the day,
inside roams a child within outside a cast of some one he calls a friend,
miss spelled thoughts for thats how I see it in my head,jumbled words always misread,
a laugh from he who is within a laugh for today he knows it was a sin,
the heart scared from a lesson learned long ago in many words it shows,
yet the bitter taste in my mouth isn't remorse suppressed anger are a pity party of doubt,
its the mornings coffee, the rest I let it all go years before now I just write to set it
free,
for it's not what I'm going through but how I made it through,
look at the faces that fill the streets inside of them are poems words phrases they keep,
some times you can't make on your own and they don't know we don't have to go it alone
stop...look around you...your not alone...let it go...your not the only one 
smile and some one will smile back at you lend a hand know now where you stand,
the past is there to show how we aged the present is before us lets turn the page,
we all lived life's we never chose but how we are now is our choice this we must know,
get over it move on stop ...theres so much time to change... your life this moment is for not,
you are...two  words easy enough to say ...the words that come after... are for you to
display,
I am some one, I am..., how would you finish it?what words fit?I am...
this is just a moment in our lives a moment to remember are forget moments in our eyes,
this write is just that words I wanted to say lines I wanted to display,
not looking for nothing in return I just wanted to write and now this page I will turn.


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Life Insurance

The countdown has begun 
Tomorrow night at the setting of the sun 
The government has me being punished for something I didn't do 
I pray the same thing doesn't happen to you 
I've insisted you have the wrong man 
I have life insurance money of 200 grand 
I told her to divorce me and move on 
I will be six feet under in two more dawns 
I requested lethal injection, but they are giving me the chair 
I have always had trouble, but this is my worst to compare 
Tomorrow at this time they will announce dead man walking 
Between the governor and my lawyer, I hope there is some talking 
During a time like this, I wonder where is our maker 
I must be prepared to see the undertaker 
I have requested my last meal 
Some chops and ribs fresh from a grill 
Now I must say good bye, it's my time to go 
The preacher tells me may the Lord have mercy on your soul 
I have always had a fear for the unknown 
As the minutes pass by, it has grown 
I will now say my final prayer 
At the pearl gates, hopefully my soul will arrive there 
As my wife enjoys the insurance money 
Life sometimes isn't so funny


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Loud Cries and Tears

Jesus offered up prayers and petitions
And He was heard for His reverent submission
But His quiet times were not so quiet in His years
He made His requests known with loud cries and tears
	Unto God who would save Him from premature death
	And for those who needed grace and life Jesus wept
	Unto God who gave Him power and love to cast out fears
	Jesus supplicated with strong crying and tears  [Chorus]

Stir up your spirit like an eagle, get unsettled
Get alone with God all night like the time when Jacob wrestled
He groaned until the morning, He held on and overcame
All his struggles, he was blessed and given a better name

Men ought to pray always and never faint
Being alert and praying for all the saints
On every occasion giving God no rest
With all kinds of prayers and requests

[Chorus]

Raise your voices like Apostles until the place is shaken
Pray til something happens for the cause undertaken
Like Elijah prayed seven times for the dry land
The abundant rain poured from a cloud like a hand

Jesus offered up prayers and petitions
And He was heard for His reverent submission
But His quiet times were not so quiet in His years
He made His requests known with loud cries and tears
	Unto God who would save Him from premature death
	And for those who needed grace and life Jesus wept
	Unto God who gave Him power and love to cast out fears
	Jesus supplicated with strong crying and tears  [Chorus]


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A CHRISTMAS AT HEARTSTONE

A special time
When the sun shone bright
In clear winter light
 
Robin Redbreasts
Darted back and forth
Singing gaily
The splash of red
Upon the snow
As they were being fed
 
In a magical world
Belonging to you and me
Christmas , came
In our hearts
The joy of giving
Beneath the tree
 
In a castle
To the right of the Winding Stair
A great tree grew
A mighty fir
 
In soft winter light
The candles  lit
Upon a tree
Faerie light
 
Golden feathers from Heartstone Eagles
Were put on the tree
Ribbons and lace from the Queens
Glowing berries from the Kings
 
A living tree
Filled with colour
Decorated with love
For you
For me
 
In a magical world
Under a tree
Christmas came
In soft winter light
Kings and Queens
Gave generously
 
Gifts of love
Colour
Of tranquillity
Passed on through
A kiss
A touch
Under a tree
 
Faeries flew
Trees, whispered
A castle, lit
The love felt, too
 
A single touch
Passing
You give your self
To everyone
They share all of you
As they share too
Forever lasting
 
This is a Heartstone Christmas
For what is given
Is love
Colour
Tranquillity
Under a tree
 
There is no greater gift
Then giving all of you
The light inside glowed
You wanted this,
and it showed
 
I want to share
A Heartstone Christmas
With you
Hold your hand
See the Northern Lights
Faeries too
 
For a Christmas at Heartstone
Is a time for love
A time to be free
Where the heart knows
Of everything
For it shows
In you


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FALSE PROPHET

Oh dear! It’s December --- time again to look into my crystal ball.
A ball of thoughts in front of me, that I don’t need at all,
For I can see the images, portrayed from other years,
Where different circles feel the touch, of agony and tears.

The focus and the build up, always comes across the same.
We’ve indoctrinated to our culture, that Russian roulette game,
Not with one bullet in the gun, but alcohol and cars or shame,
To spoil the festive season, when commemorating the Lords name.

From that party’s endless pouring, where limits have no end,
Who pays the price of conscience, when someone has to send,
The messenger to bring the tears that flow from they close by
Who live Christmas as another day, with the question echoed, why?

I hear on the dates, the ninth, thirteenth, fifteenth or twenty-first,
The closer to our Christmas day, the more it seems the worst,
A shattered family claims a body. Gifts are silently held dear,
And Christmas Day is over, before the twenty-fifth is here.
 
And there’s the shame of letting out, what has been a lustful thought,
Loosened by a carefree attitude, the Christmas orgy bought.
One misdemeanor iced with lust, brings on magnitudes so great,
Where children, yes the children, have their Christmas filled with hate.

Family’s who have lost touch, not through distance from afar,
Believe that Christmas is the time, to heal the feuding scar,
Curt are greetings for the foe, for so long kept apart,
And soon the flame of alcohol awakes a murderous heart.

Through close knit societies, away from your very own,
A fragile crack can open, the time of peace and love is blown,
This may not happen close to you, where the path is smooth and clear,
Christmas comes and goes in perfect time. This is your lucky year.

Come January just look back. Ponder what you’ve heard and read.
Piece together one by one, the living, left and dead.
I know like me you will be touched, with every role that we recall,
It’s the lead up to each Christmas. I am no prophet after all. 




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Culmination

I ask you 
To say goodbye for me
My only request 
Remains to rest alive to see
My stranger
Say goodbye for me 

It is for these common days 
I thank you 
The grace 
That warms the will 
In our senseless duels 
For we peasant fools 
Are granted only certain jewels 
A limited few shall be praised
On sourdough and empty mugs 
We common folk shall be raised 
Merchants shall keep calling my name
For I will keep walking 
In this fallen reign 
I’ve dreamt of living upon a time
To no longer exist 
A such time worshipped 
Lives only in gist  
Love me, leave me not 
For my desires 
I believe I may rot 


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If I Lied

Momma 
She doesn’t want to hear from me no more 
I'm tired, she cried 
Pointed me in a direction 
But I see that door
Would it be selfish on my part 
To grip her palms and ask for more? 
Though it's not on her chest 
She simply hopes that her customers tip the best 
If I said she hated me 
I wonder would she put these lips to rest 
In this post digital life 
I got an email from a past friend 
Point the icon to reply 
Started to type but I had no words to send 
Like a small whisper it said love won't last 
As if to hold my head I didn't bother to ask 
Rub the hurt 
To keep her above the dirt 

She tried 
She held on with what she could 
Until she died 
I said I'd never shed a tear 
But I lied 
I took her hand and cried 

Before you leave this story alone 
Maybe there's something you could do 
To piece together the worry at home 
In moments that it really counted
I guess I just would not listen 
At times when I should have softened
My heart did nothing but stiffen 
I guess that's just the way life is 
Think about what you love and lost
What was once yours was always his 
I never saw her but once 
But she never forgot 
To send me peace on my birthday 
Sometimes I wonder 
Did she lose me in her worst ways 
Then again 
There isn’t much I can say 

She tried 
She held on the best she could 
Until she died 
I said I'd never shed a tear
But I lied 
I took her hand and cried
 
With a little help from you 
We put together withered ends of a string 
In better hope that one day, one of us 
Would suffer once more to hear the other sing 
Sometimes fantasies are life 
But most of the time 
You just want to find intimacy with your wife 
I'm not trying to make amends 
But it's all over when it ends 
So love your child
Make your everyday float above his smiles 
I couldn't sympathize for your illness 
For every person maintains their own struggle 
So wipe away your tears 
Let us not become absorbed by the puddle
Keep doing what you do 
no one can stop you from pursuing it but you 
The consequences, the awards 
I'll happily push my cart 
Further down the morgue 
So close your eyes 
If I were to take my last breath 
I'd still wish you the best 

She tried 
She held on with what she could 
Until she died 
I said I'd never shed a tear 
But I lied 
I took her hand and cried


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Song of the Dying

You don’t feel upon lying
So you sing the song of the dying
Sunday afternoons 
Pastors choose reign in a spiritual doom 
The sun plasters we coons 
Stand out and fade faster with the moon
I bid you the same old static and blues
The one always in favor of tempered news
The trail of adventures and rules 
We don’t heal upon crying 
So we sing the song of the dying
The highways haunts you
Night sky’s taunt the blue 
All life wants from you
Is the truth
The secrets they’re telling you
One just knows not what to do 
Feel like you want to cry
Coincidentally you realize 
It would be better to die 
We don’t feel upon lying 
So we sing the song of the dying 
I’ve given away myself in every song
Driven the bars last liquor home
No sympathy for an aging man
For I cannot feel your tears 
Upon my rough hands 
My scared palms 
My irrelevance 
bared in chapters of Psalms 
Until my ending is calmed 


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Before Leaving....

The time has
come
  We must now 
leave
   for distant lands 
Only a few minutes 
   for gentle words and farewells
     There are no words
         which can express
    what is in my soul
       The hour of 
       parting has 
       arrived 
       Don't cry 
           we'll see
each other again
   In a better land
Under a sun, moon and stars
    which will glow 
brightly above
  No need to shed tears
    If we keep ourselves 
together
     We will be well 
prepared for the 
  time when we must part company    
The ship will arrive soon 
   let yourself 
   see the truth 
    in my words
   Our eyes meet 
   Our hands clasp
   We will "keep the faith" - I'm sure of it
    In the distance 
lies our destination
    The safe harbor 
from the storm
      We'll meet there in the 
    end
But for now 
   "Good - Bye"


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Bypath

First, I saw the star of David rising out of the East.
No one will believe me , not even my children to say the least.
They know there is a Geni, but don't know how to know Him or fear Him like no 
other.

The star of Bethlehem made clear a way.
Just like John the Baptist did when Christ was on his way.

There is an other light that is here,
Nobody even knows, nobody even cares.

These two lights to me,  remind me of a story I once read.
Sodom and Gomora everyone there is dead.
Fire struck those corrupted cities.
The Geni burned them to the ground.

One star, two star, three star.
I think only two.

You built your alters on calvary and even on his tomb.
Dedicating it for love.

All the earth, you know your love is fornication.
Really sickening and dismay.
You call your alters, Venus, Jupiter and Juno.
Wasn't anything sacred here at all.
Nothing is sacred here anymore.

These two lights represent Babylon, the sinful place,
Just like before.

It has happened, and I think it is going to happen again.
If sin is what you want, I think it is what your going to get.

Sin Ends.










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WE ARE ONLY YOUNG ONCE...

As wrinkles become more furrowed,
and hair turns to a more visible shade
of  perfect silver to symbolize a decaying age,
we certainly ponder over death,
not too sure of what awaits us;
and an almost forgotten thought
reminds us of our lost youth:
that we are only young once...

And although we stumble
to reach a mile to our destination,
yesterday it only took a short time;
not to mention how we fumble
for the key to unlock our door and enter
into a peaceful place of wonder:
where memories still abound inside,
and carry us through without desperation...

Are we so feeble to entrust hope to a broken will, 
and not understand the grand plan? 
We can't stop half way throughout  a battle; 
we are still the warriors who can't be defeated,
and if we fall, we'll get up again: 
to push back the enemies 'till they have retreated...

To be of old age may be unacceptable
to those who look upon us with disgust,
because their minds are stripped of all pity;
to be young, indulgent and full of energy:
is something they relish in their thought,
untill they, too, must confront the inevitable....  

We are only young once to assume
the role of invincibility in a brief kingdom;
and if carelessness is pushed aside,
to let our spirit and conscience run wild:
we'll reap a bundle of  losses and regrets,
to hunt us for the rest of our unpleasant days...



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to whom.

here are my words for millions to read not for praises not for honor just words I needed
to set free,
put on paper or on the screen before me, there are my thoughts my dreams, my fillings and
at times the dark side of me,
before this site I wrote on paper,napkins,any thing that drained the ink or lead, if I
never let them out theses words would never be said,
so in a book or to except a challenge to put this so called talent to the test from what I
read these are only my thoughts....put to bed.
I awake to push all day... 9to5 a mans..,a fathers.., a husband only way, time at the gym
pushing, pulling,lifting, running, staying strong is what they say,
they see the work they see my strength they see their father she sees this is my way, I
take  this so called poet....and hide him away,
here you can not see who writes these cold lines, you don't know me....only the words   
and the sad signs,
so do read what I have to say but no matter what challenges, or offers this so called poet
 you will never find.             


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Marry...? Christmas.

ding- dong -ding-dong- ding
jingle bells as people flourish the streets looking for what ...presents,
as a child sees Christmas they see what they will get,
an adult sees Christmas as a time to belittle over worked merchants,
we wish you a marry Christmas rings out from sound tracks at the mall,
bitter no good grenches take this time to watch the poor crawl,
ever see a spoiled child smile with joy?
ba rump bum bum,bum
ever see a single mother scrape to by her kids just one toy?
ba rumb bum-bum-bum 
oh silent night where have you gone,
this holy night what have you become,
this is what I got this is how in debt I now am,
bills forgotten to sooth your rotten and lets not forget the ham,
a night when a poor woman gave birth to her baby-Christ ,
we celebrate with a grand feast to stuff our face in his name-nice,
walking in a winter wonder land is where the true meaning is,
a time when a family sits and counts their blessings and holds their kids,
we wish you a marry Christmas we wish you any thing this
working over time doing what ever it takes for ...a gift?
oh come all thee faithful think about it to be here together we should all be greatful,
thank you for what you gave me- CD's, DVD's ,I-POD,MP3's none of it was at his table,
but this is what we've done taking this holiday and turning it into- what we've become,
more then we can handle, more then our means, because more is better then some,
it's love that makes the children, it's love that sets the tone in our lives it's love-
you can have , are give all you want it's done out of love you want to do it out of love-
my Christmas is the love in my kids eyes, the smile on my wifes face,
they are my every Christmas gifts and at that moment there is no other place. 


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tome of days

And I’ll sail forever 
My ocean of mischief
A sea of comfort
My hymn of peace 
Love comes with in the drift
My heart tears from the rift
Life my burden to hold 
Above my shoulders in lift

And I’ll sail forever
The moments 
that flatter our cheeks 
A child, A fleet 
Of inspiring smiles 
Our happiness our triumph
The displeasure in vows 
My judgment in trials 
An episode relaxed 
Racing for miles 

Who’s to tell me 
I cannot sail 
Toward which wind wanders
I am but a sun lit rise
Growing ale 
Most prisoners ask for freedom
Letters of ordinary tales 
Photographs and mail
But I think 
I will forever sail

I thank you for your comments
I acknowledge them, I walk on
In search of wonders
Stress free, a place to belong
Don’t you wish you were home
I’m writing for pictures 
An image clear 
Yet no one sees
Then again who am I to be
I’m only running with the sea 


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The Sea

The calming of the sea
The very palms
In which 
every man wishes to be
No boundaries, free
Where men fought for hollow trees
With branches, limbs
Bare arms, no sleeves 
Buried 
With the fragrance of fallen leaves
Upon these times we wish
We dream of molecules
Endless mercury to kiss 
Lain for now and tomorrow
My life, 
The melody,
You have all come to miss
Welcome to the calming of the sea
The very palms 
Inwhich every man wishes to be


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The Fours

Daze gone by and things forgotten.
Bees gone! And the corn is rotting....

And then one day... as if to say...
A Chance came by,
from the Cornman's Way.

The young One too, at 22, sat with Me.
And in my yard not far apart,
We sat together,
And Together were Three.

"Notice Time, it's five til nine...
1.55 and we're still alive...

I like your shiny red car.
Glows just right, near
The moon's full light.
Much, like a shiny red star..."

Gentlemen,
As to not tempt fate,
Our visit is Great...
But it's time you two should go.
Not to be rude, but I hesitate,
So I ask you to exit,
By way of the gate.

Oh my O Me, and how I awoke,
Not sure if living or dead.
Confusion was there
and thin was the air,
A humming was loud in my head.

Which day is This?
And which Tomorrow?
Switched Wayz they did,
Or was that borrow?
Fear and panic all around...
The letters spun, mixing
Color with sound!

And then I saw, His card at hand.
And saw the Chance, to begin again.
I'm grateful, and I understand.

Mother said,
Kitten, go close the door...
Your time with Them,
Should be know more.

And then I remembered,
About the Fours…

Psst...
"...it's not a cigar..."
"...use the fours, luck.e..."


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My Conclusion

This is where the story ends
A young man fallen in his own mischief
Times I shouldn’t have
But I really adored my friends 
Forty days, is forty or more sins
This is where my story ends 
Not a whole lot of spiteful
Spiteful, unused energy
A headache is simply adding integers
Past chances is blown wind
Reassure my friends 
That this is where the story ends
Cole street
No gravel below my feet
Fifty silverware a person
The next hour of continuous cursing 
Pregnant hostess 
With an infant that needs nursing
Waiter/slash/server
She spoke 
But I never once heard her
Chips and salsa
That mistake is going to cost you
IOU’s with bronze coins to spend 
I wish this was where the story ends 
Do you miss me 
I’d kiss you 
But for twenty minutes now
I’ve been observing you 
Through a glass lenses 
Nineteen years 
I’ve fallen before broken amends 
When I held tears above my chin
Sadly this is where my story ends 


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EAGLE

Mountain ,forest and stream..... 
I can dream 

I fly over them all, 
hear my call......... 
Such heights 
Such delights 

Golden feathers to fly 
Wings to dream 
Things are not what they seem 
I can, but try 

Mountain,forest and stream.... 
I can dream 

The golden feathers I have let go 
This wind I will follow 
Will be here tomorrow 

I cannot deny, 
that I am meant to fly 
Upon these mighty wings, 
my heart sings 

Mountain,forest and stream.... 
I can dream 

Feathery gold, 
set against rich green 
This I hold............ 
deep in my chest 
This is where I have been 
All these thoughts suppressed 

Mountain,forest and stream.... 
I can dream 

There is no denying...... 
The time is near........... 
This is the time for flying 

For the bird inside....... 
Bursting free......... 
Flying high..... 
flying free.... 
Nothing to hide.... 
For all to see 

Mountain,forest and stream.... 
I can dream 


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Memo

Guess you can say
I’ll be there today
Yes I’ll be there today

I’ve been 
Chasing 
The same blue moon
So much 
Time decayed this day 
I’d rush you
But tomorrows 
Going to come too soon

The touch of my quill
Has found it’s dry
For you and I 
Seem to have fallen
Over into life 

I guess you can say
I’ll be there today 

It’s been merely
21 years 
And I can’t seem 
To get over the wrong
I guess this song
Is bringing me home

It’s been quite tough today
She brushed here eyes against mine
She said
Smiles
They still bitter my touch
Startled I 
Lost my thoughts in a way

Guess you can say
I’ll be here today

I see you seem happily today
I guess you couldn’t find yourself 
I see you hid your voice softly today
I assume you seek only those who left
Your side this day 


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Beyond My Journal

As a hero
You become what others could not
You attempt the task 
In which you know you may never complete 
As for my spectators, please take your seats 
Because you held me 
When no other would love me 
My audience
My reader
Expendable I may seem
On this lifeless meter 
As one can see
I have become vulnerable, useless
Soulless, my finale
At your carnival, these are my excuses 
Because you held me 
When no other would love me 
I can no longer fly 
But because you see doom amongst the stars 
I shall reach once more for the skies 
It may seem pointless
But it gives them hope 
So my failure will not be a complete disaster 

“I live in triumph
My tragedy” 


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IN AN AUTUMN WOOD

I sat upon a knoll
In an Autumn wood
Leaves fluttered through the air
I breathed so softly
More than I could bear
 
I waited for a time
For a tree to speak
Clothed in gold
Blowing down
An autumn leaf
Kissed my cheek
 
To caress the bark softly
To look up to a mighty tree
I pass this way , only once
This tree will outlive me
 
My time is so short here
In an Autumn wood
My time passing by
An Autumn leaf
Kissed my cheek
I cannot stay
I have to go
 
Tears fall
Like autumn leaves
My life
In an Autumn wood
In a coming winter
Ends it all
 
Leaves continued falling
Clothed me in gold
In an Autumn wood
I let go fear...
and became part of everything


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Wishes

Night time skies 
Night times I really tried 
For a lifetime
Love sincerely tired 
When anytime is no more
As long as silence creeps beneath my door
All things perish 
And all that remains is gone
Against time you decipher life
Still you remain all alone
Seems we co-exit as one in this book of a thousand wishes 
Mainly I was angry
For I come home
And there were no clean dishes
Therefore I granted you 
My love, my scars, my blisters
I pleasured myself 
As I bruised you for not saying mister
As in bedtime 
I would lay you a rest in a whisper
I held your lust at hand 
For I am you husband 
A fallen aspect of your most conceited wishes 
Hugs and kisses 
Eighteen years
Marching children enlisted
The turn in the tide 
We stood and we nearly missed it 
A lasting call
Summoned us all to our doom 
Should I stand, should I fall?
Should I pray as a ghost? 
And over my nightmares hope that smiles loom?
A visualization of things to come
Perhaps my readers
Will now know where I’m coming from
And may we no longer need a book of timeless wishes 




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A PARTING OF THE WAYS

To many, Shadowfire 
A new home 
Yet for a few, 
Castle Heartstone 
Was the place to be 

Lost in mist and magic 
Castle Heartstone will always remain 
To some, a fond memory 
To others, a source of anguish and pain 

For some, wanted to return... 
For a castle cannot be 
Without King and a Queen 
Without a Faerie, 
or whispering tree 

The kings of Air and Earth 
The Queen of Summer and Spring 
Each a Faerie ,they did bring 
Heartstone Eagle too 
For, on the backs of eagles 
They would fly 
To find Castle Heartstone 
Bring it back 
From when it was hidden from from view 

Such excitement... 
A little sadness and fear 
For ,now they would only meet 
In the Great Hall 
For the Traditional Feast, 
but once a year 

A parting of the ways 
Provisions were made 
How soon passed the days 
The last walk in the forest glade 

Soon it was time to fly 
To soar in a blue sky 
To find a way 
Find the stream of sighs 

Tears were shed 
Partings are always sad 
Shadowfire had grown close to their hearts 
The parting of the ways 
This was the time too 
To fly across a sea of blue 

Thus, in a dawn of a pink sky 
From the Sentinel Tower 
Six eagles flew into the sky 
Carrying with them 
The thoughts, best wishes and love 
of those far below 
The eagles golden glow, 
shining above 


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All that I Am

Don’t leave me now
I won’t go 
Pieces of you
This is all that I am

And now you come to me 
You’re going to miss me
Asking me what’s wrong
And I simply reply, “Nothing”
And faintly smile
Days have gone by 
As I am your painted child
Yes you’re going to miss me 

Don’t leave me now 
I won’t go
Pieces of you
This is all that I am 

I have no family 
No parentals 
I am a rolling stone 
I know you’ve heard the song 
You’re going to miss me 
Look for me 
And find me no more you shall
Every move I’ve made seems foul
But you’re going to miss me 

“The funny thing is 
When you’re a rolling stone
You tend to live against the wind
But a stone weighs solid 
Therefore the wind cannot carry it
So in other words 
You become a burden to bear”


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Box of Letters

My tears are falling as you get on the bus 
I am lost for words what happened between the two of us 
We both lived a fairy tale about two fools in love 
Anger spilled, accusations fly when push comes to shove 
I got home took time to relax and pull myself together 
I started to clean up and found the box of letters 
These letters were us when we first met 
When things get rough, the bad you see, the good you forget 
There is no turning back time 
But moving on without you seems like a crime 
You said you would call when you get there 
With me I thought you were already somewhere 
You will forever be that sparkle in my eyes 
We both cheated ourselves from love, life's greatest prize 
The storm in my heart will pass and I soon will have fair weather 
But it will return each time I go through the box of letters


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At Bubba's We Spent the Night

We take Bubba home to drop him off 
His father and mother come out, they begin to hack and cough 
His father extends his hand out to shake mine 
My wife says don't be rude, go ahead and shake it, I do so, his hand is covered 
with mucuossy slime 
After shaking his hand, I begin to gag 
The wife with no bra, smiles and hands me a Save A Lot shopping bag 
She takes a swig from her 32 oz brew 
Then offers it to my wife Sue 
I say come on, it is your turn to show manners now 
As she takes a swallow, I watch her face, the expression looked like she was 
trying to give birth to a cow 
Bubba asks his father if we can all stay the night 
The father says fittin' us all in one bedroom will be very tight 
I tell him we will sleep in the kitchen near the back door 
He says pay no mind to critters on the floor 
I ask where is the toilet, I have to go 
He says out back, you're in luck, I just dug a fresh new hole 
I think to myself, this is not the way life should be 
A night at Bubba's I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy 
At 3 am, they are in the kitchen stepping over us getting snacks 
We are offered each a bowl of that famous soup called fatback 
Bubba yells I want my box of cupcakes 
His mom hands a pack of Reelfoot pork hot dogs and says for goodness sakes 
He devours them as if he was in a hot dog eating contest 
Bubba says, after I eat my cupcakes, that will tie me over so I can rest 
A little after 4, Bubba gets his fill 
After breakfast, we were told we can leave on our own free will 
After trying some rocky mountain oysters, it is time we leave 
The dad says we would love to come and stay with y'all on New Year's Eve 
I tell him until 2040 we have plans 
He says that's fine that will give them enough time to collect some aluminum 
cans 
We move to another state with no forwarding address 
Never again putting ourselves in that kind of mess


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LOVERS FLIGHT

I took your hand 
in the dark of night 
You took my heart 
Lovers flight 

Beneath the stars 
We ran... 
To the edge of somewhere 
Lovers flight 

My heart filled to burst, 
with you beside me 
Heady air 
The stars I see 

Copper trees touched the sky 
Glowing in the suns first light 
Wind sigh 
Lovers flight 

The stars faded away 
The moon lost its' glow 
Colour filled the day 

The sun rose steadily 
We cannot rest 
The miles between 
Lovers flight 

To the edge of somewhere 
Filled with copper trees 
Golden light 
Lovers flight 

A brief passage in time 
Hidden away 
Dreamt of during the night 
Lovers flight 

A brief passage of time 
The changing of suns and moons 
Stars bright 
Before fading in the light 
Lovers flight 

Beneath the stars 
We ran 
To the edge of somewhere 
My heart filled with copper glow 
The trees I came to know 

Hand in hand 
Beneath the stars 
Before the suns' first light 
The suns' first blush 


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Vessels

Within these lines 
I want to cry 
I swear 
There were times 
I wanted to die 
When everyone is watching 
Awaiting your failure 
Salvation 
I cannot begin to tell you 
The soulless figure 
I am about to sell you 
Look beyond me 
Although the most of you 
Are to you young to see 
It seems this suffering 
Belongs only to me 
Sparkles in the sky 
They are not stars 
Only pieces of my heart


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Gift

On this day 
I have not much to say
Spare You, I will
Only because you held me 
When no other would love me
So I give you hope beyond a journal

I will think about the good times 
And I will continue to love you

Why do you cry?
You will not miss me 
Life is much too great
For my absence to be thought of 

So let us think of the good times
And I will continue to love you

This is for my Dylan Thomas 
My Tupac Shakur
The sonnets of our John Donne
The Spears our William may never Shake


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Prospect

In this near future
I’ll never die
I must never open my eyes to cry
In this near future
It seems I have cursed this presence of life
I have placed doom 
Upon any courtesy of essence due to what’s right 
Your angel of light
One flash
A simple loan of your most treasured belongings 
And in my vaults of anguish shall rest your ash 
Messiah of arched smiles 
I’ve carried this burden
For time has been measured “a while”
Summon me perched in hurt
I have searched for the warmness within your smirk
Beyond my pieced together songs
My emptiness lurks
Never the less it’s all in further efforts
Yet in this near future 
I’ll never die 
I must never open my eyes to cry
In this near future 
Disaster shall not be worn
Therefore the pieces of this song 
You shall not mourn 


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All That These Eyes Have Yet To See

I am here again
As I was before
Break it down to knees 
And ask for no more 
Over a coarse of time 
You hear a certain voice in a rhyme
Bleed from the eyes 
Now you can feel the stress in our cries
A soft bed 
Despite a home with the dead
Is all that these eyes have yet to see
My mission
To rise to a higher position 
Reach out with white palms
Not frightened
But I'm no more peaceful
Than I am calm 
Heaven 
Is all these eyes have yet to see
It's a simple poem 
Spoken in a lower volume 
At times we speak 
On scattered thoughts
Shattered dreams
And memories 
Of every battle we've fought 
Every morning 
I'm awakened by your hands 
Bless it be 
The structure of this man 
A family and smiles
A happy expression 
On the face of a child 
is all that I have yet to see 


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In the Spotlight

After my years of struggle, playing small time gigs 
Right place, right time, I hit it big 
No longer will I face the rejections 
I now have an accountant doing my financial projections 
I make money, number one on the charts 
Love them, leave them, breaking the groupies hearts 
I have my paternity insurance through L of L 
It keeps me from any shotgun wedding bells 
Now my future looks so bright 
It is my destiny to be in the spotlight 
I am called a marketable commodity 
Not a one hit wonder as you will see 
Just got a call from my agent, now I'm back on the road 
Never want to lose that hunger, always go for the gold 
My next big hit will be better than the last 
Orange juice and uppers keep me moving fast 
In between shows, I sleep during the day and party all night 
There is so much pressure to remain in the spotlight 
There is no other career that can compare 
The amps booming and the smell of weed in the air 
To this way of life I have become a slave 
The doctor tells me if I don't slow down expect an early grave 
I am living my dream being a part of the lifestyles of the rich and shameless 
Gotta stay on top, who has time to take a rest 
If you can't be famous, be infamous, I believe that's right 
After a taste of it, you're addicted, you would sell your soul to stay in the spotlight 
I salute Mick, David and Axel and all those other die hard road performance 
junkies 
I went from a nobody to a star, but was never anyone's flunky 
I want to be like Hall and Oats, a non-stop hit machine 
I can't stop, I can't rest, there is no in between 
With the access to all the drugs, booze and women, it happens one night 
Eventually we all fall out of the spotlight


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Troubled

Troubled I am
Thoughts no longer belong to me 
No longer mine 
A figure forever in-depth
Some what left behind
Forbidden desires
Truth being spoken 
From a mad mans mind
Spectators say what you will 
Think of gone 
Or at least until
I’ll be who I am 
No definition of family 
Yet I will always respond
Yes maim, thank  you, and please 
I will always take a coward from his knees
I will always look to your hands 
For royalties to be seized
I know not what is good 
I go about things wrong
My following being secular guidance 
Time and time again 
It’s the same refuted song
For these reasons 
I will never see a better home 


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Withering Away

You’re going to miss me when I’m gone
Home the one place I do not belong
As spoken in first person 
Sometimes life just is not worth the cursing
Infants, we casualties of less nursing
From this very instance, situation worsens
Walking in shadows
Follow this mysterious league of adults
Swallow my tears, but I cannot handle yours
For I fear you may dismantle 
Losing whom you truly adore
Purchase your freedom
But how much scrutiny can you afford
Gripping my throat, losing my edge
Slipping as a goat, choosing my pledge
Scandals out weigh my sledge
As it appears, I’m still breathing
Sincerely in days, I will be leaving 
Only hours foreshadow my doom 
Dreams no longer linger
As my nightmares loom
This darkened rose withers so soon
You’re going to miss me 
When I’m gone
Outcast, an unknown
Home, the one place I do not belong
You’re going to miss me when I’m gone


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Lady of the Lake

What happened with the Lady of the Lake?
I know she made a grave mistake.

I was the one to receive that gift from her.
My possession should have been Escalibur.

This weapon could have saved me, from who?
certain mens ego along with the arrogant few!

Those so-called Black Knights with daggers in place,
stabs un-defended hearts in innocent white lace!

Escalibur was given only to the prominent King,
not a Woman whom struggles for that prominent thing.

Wounds internally painful and true!
Broken hearts and a callused sole too!

With Escalibur, I could have rode on the breath of a dragon.
I could fight and defeat the Great Warriors, then move on!

Love, would not be so hard to find.
Hate, would be dealt with by sword and mind!

The Lady made a Big mistake,
who gave the sword to a man who threw it back into the lake.


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In Time

What if we make it in time 

Took my eldest brother of heart
I was age eight
Routing me through different foster homes
I could turn to nothing other than art
Script my life to a page, my newly designed faceplate
Registered me in school with hillbillies
Rednecks lurking behind oak trees 
plotting to noose and conceal me
Troubles away from home
It’s all my fault, I’ll withstand the punishment
Take a recess, filter out the problems
Let you know how much fun it’s been
Street thugs want to beat; I’m no ones fool to beat 
Pressure me and in my possession I acquire the tools to beef
As Lustful individuals we relaxed in our own deceit 
Situations come to a stand still 
I take shelter beneath the neighboring bridge 
I’m grown and on my feet 
Who could criticize my passion for success?
Here lately it’s become a fashion to stress  
In these heated hours of liaison with we nest

I believe in me, myself, and nothing else 

I’m out late in the night
I’ve got to get the rent 
Trying to lead of life toward luxury
Another flaw in torment I resent 
Plus I got issues with the police 
The mayor and the presiding judges
So many scoundrels to enlighten my grudge 
No one to stand beside this perched individual
Therefore I believe me, only myself
Wishing hard times upon me
Brush them off, time to study for my clinicals
The dirt shoveled, equals the nonsense I’ve been dealt
Put an out cast to ease 
A touch somewhat seldom felt
Trailing my steps, 
As I expire, you may have what’s left  

And who knows, we might actually make in time

Peering through my blackened mirror in scenes
I witness the incessant struggles of individuals in spleen 
Mortar over my nemesis as seen 
The tower I build in an effortless climb 
A have-not in time, this leprosy of mine 
But you and I we have history in reply 
Rest your thoughts next to this Charismatic character
On whom else could you simply rely? 
The love letters I receive in kind
My colleague wants to know dearly 
If you have a friend in mind  
Paper makes misery worth living
Mother says her rapper insist I owe in him thanks in given
The humor in my latest statement
“By my ambitions only I’m driven”

I believe in me, myself and nothing else
But who knows, we might actually make it in time




 


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look, listen, and let be.

created to be satiated having your dreams decapitated not what you anticipated? your
life...castrated now left to die to be recreated,
in motion you thought you were the chosen while others believed you soul was frozen lying
deep in the ocean with your eyes never open,
all the frustration temptation lack of motivation  has you missing the sensation of life's
creation while interpreting the wrong information,
years have passed and time is gone you hang your head wondering what went wrong while you
sing your sad country song,
this isn't what you seen this life how could it be so mean taking you and crushing your
dream now you see reality ,
it wasn't about the fortune and fame, or how far you get in the game, now to sit and blame
all the others when it was you who used your name,
no one forced you at all it was you who made the call now your left to crawl because you
never realized this is life's ball and the objective is for you to fall,
so as you sit and hang your head crying wondering what she said, but you didn't listen you
walked away instead leaving love in bed,
remember you were the one, the strong man with the gun having your fun while true love
faded in the sun,
you were right it was all about the fight as you stepped into the light and pushed with
all your might you thought you were such a site,
look around your not the only one in this town we all fall to the ground it was you who
thought we were clowns as you joked and we frowned,
the eyes you see are eyes that set the world free, the ones that seen you try to prove
your theory   as they took a knee and let it be,
your story is heard world wide, nothing new just a grown man left to cry, now that we have
your attention here's why,
life in front of you is on loan, not yours to waist on the phone or sit on a thrown not
listing to others grown,
take time to breath, listen to the sounds in the trees as I let you be you and you let me
be me the way it's meant to be,
find your life, find true love in a wife, make what's wrong right keep yours in site while
the stars fill the night ,
your fortune is love, your fame are blessings from above happiness is deserving of, and
your time should fit like a clove.
your dream is right there in front of you, open your eyes to a new find the ski of blue
know what is true.... and enjoy the view.


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IT'S MY SKY

When I want to........ 
I can fly 
It's my sky 

The clouds passing me by 
It's my sky 
Do or die 
When I want to......... 
Anytime soon......... 
I can fly....... 
All the way to the moon 
Why? 
It's my sky 
My time to go 
My time to fly 

The clouds passing me by 
Pink and red........ 
It's my sky 
Upwards I sped 
My time to fly 

My time to go....... 
My time to fly........ 
It's now or never 
It's my sky 
My time............ 
Passing me by 


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Castles

Castles; those lofty symbols
of a romantic, long gone past
For centuries enduring...
Seemingly ever they will last

Ghosts of kings and knights
Perhaps walk their halls on nights
When tourists are gone
and safely in their bed
Tales of sorcerors and dragons
Their dreams are being fed

Seiges, famines, wars, and slow decay
Have long taken their dear toll
My greedy eyes do wander
The past before my mind
The taste of things of then
My dreams would love to find

Awestruck, and feeling so, so small
Standing before their thick stone walls
and mighty towers tall

Perhaps in some forgotten incarnation
I once walked right here
Maybe brave and armed, or maybe scared
Froxen to this spot in cold and clammy fear

Imagination, I don't know...
It really matters not
Brazen brave or just plain fearful
I was then what I now am not alot....
Time, as transitory reality
A phantom not to trust
The person i might have been then
Has long since turned to dust.


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Come Up Here!

Rise up!  Rise up and Come up here
Because Jesus Christ is ready to appear
The Day of Judgment is drawing near
So rise up!  Before He says come up here  (Chorus)

A time will come, and now it is
When those who are dead
Will hear the Son of God's voice
And those who hear, they shall live
For the Life in Christ quickens
Those who make Him their choice

   Because the life the Father has to make the dead arise
   He has granted to his Son to give unto them
   Who are pleased to cross over from death unto life
   But you must believe in Christ and live your life for him

A time will come, so marvel not
When those who are in their graves
Will hear the Lord's voice
And everyone of them shall come out
To receive judgment or reward
 According to their own choice

   Those who have done good shall resurrect unto God's life
   But those who have done evil shall only rise to be condemned
   So to enter in the Gate and walk the Way you must strive
   Remember this, if he doesn't come first, he may call you to Him
   
Rise up!  Rise up and Come up here
Because Jesus Christ is ready to appear
The Day of Judgment is drawing near
So rise up!  Before He says come up here  (Chorus)


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Above Me

There's no heaven above me 
And the world's getting mighty ugly 
I need a good heart to come and hug me 
Father the world's getting ugly
And it seems there's no heaven above me
As I sit starring at the wall 
From the sky, I watch the stars fall
Given this talent, this oddly balance 
I never had a mother or father 
Who brought into this world and why bother? 
Death being a made sacrifice 
Who wants to live twice in this life? 
Tidal waves, mud slides, and desperate housewives 
Baby girl go lay your thoughts down and get some rest 
Let go of your stress & lay your head across my chest 
Just let me burn, calm at sea 
Just read my palms and let me be, cant you see 
There's no heaven above me 
And the world's getting mighty ugly 
Needs a good heart to come and hug me 
Father the world's getting ugly
And it seems there's no heaven above me
Granted that we are promised, "A second coming" 
Blown trumpets, Reckoning of angels humming 
Now maybe time won't consume my soul
Pneumonia tunes my cold 
My shoulders going global
Yet when my tears got heavy, I never once faltered 
Right beside me, now I'm cursed at the alter 
Webster define me love
In my heart, something warm tells me to look above
My lord, you be with those acquaintance, my friends 
Cause tomorrow looking foggy thru this lenses
And I miss being a kid 
But how can I reminisce on the things I never did
The storms getting closer
Maybe I'll see the Rapture, through a holster 
I put my life on that poster, piss on it & let it burn 
No worry, It's none of your concern 
Still, there’s no heaven above me 
And the world's getting mighty ugly 
Needs a good heart to come and hug me 
Father the world's getting ugly
And it seems there's no heaven above me


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Reunion Road

Let's take a walk in the pouring rain 
We should be happy bear no shame 
Let's hold hands, let people stare 
Let's value every minute we can share 
There is a new life so I'm told 
It all starts down Reunion Road 
Life is as good as life can be 
It's time we raised a family 
We can have a girl and a boy 
Call her Julie, call him Roy 
There is a new life so I'm told 
It all starts down Reunion Road 
We will dig a hole out front and plant a tree 
Watch it grow with our family 
We can sit on the front porch and sip on tea 
Just imagine our peace, love and harmony 
Our dreams are waiting so I'm told 
It all starts down Reunion Road 
I still need to find this dream girl of mine 
I pray to the man, he assures me that in time 
He tells me we will both know it right when we meet 
Maybe at church, or passing in the street 
It will be a true act of fate 
My patience is strong, but it's so hard to wait 
We will walk hand in hand, never let go 
It all starts down Reunion Road 


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Flowers in the wind

There is no reason to feel 
To heal for my hills are filled
With tomorrows and empty sorrows
Of withered and dead flowers that turn to grey like ghost 
As they blow in the wind the shrill soft grim “can we just be ………”
It never ends and what started in poetry ends in poetry
Openly exposing me to a miscarriage in times ovaries


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Broken Hearts Bar

This is the place where they come to escape the stress in their lives 
A lot is from their husbands and wives 
This place gives them a lift 
The regulars start swooping in at 10 am from a long night shift 
At one time or another, everyone hurts and bears some kind of painful scars 
You can find all kinds of emotional burden here at the Broken Hearts Bar 
The doctors, the suits, the welders, we get them all 
Others escape by attempting to crank out a tune on the piano facing the west wall 
After a few drinks, everybody starts feeling well 
The alcohol numbs and strips away our protective shell 
Everyone enjoys talent night, it makes them feel good 
Distorted by the liquid courage, they believe this is their ticket to Hollywood 
A taxi driver of 23 years, complains about his back 
He has his pain killers with a double shot of Jack 
There is always a place for my down and out guests 
I lend an ear and allow them to get it off their chest 
The winners and losers come here because they are accepted for who they are 
Everyone is welcomed to the city's center of depression, the Broken Hearts Bar 
George tells me tonight he will be visiting for the last time 
He says this every night right around nine 
George takes a moment to reflect on the troubles of his past 
He tells me it's true, nice guys finish last 
So long, my time is near 
I will become a nobody and disappear 
He tells all his friends to keep reaching for the stars 
I smile and tell him, there is always a stool for you at the Broken Hearts Bar 
Yeah, I know here the door swing in and out 
I thought maybe at the bottom of one my drinks I would discover what life is all 
about 
The emotion in the air is thick like tar 
Please come again to the Broken Hearts bar 


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CRUSADE

I rest my hand, 
upon golden sand 

My glittering sword 
In faith, it has been forged 
for the cross of St George 

Jewelled  rapier and soft silk, 
the men I fight, 
is of that ilk 
They do not see the light 

This battle of idealogical will 
I have had my fill 
For, the paths ,so wide, 
a bitter divide 

For one side must fall, 
to end it all 
But the enemy never does rest, 
spreading it's poison, 
far in to the West 

For this crusade 
for St George 
We cannot fade, 
weapons to forge 
For we must rise, 
defend the faith and the wise 
Go to meet, 
sit at our gods feet 

Now this winged sword I fly 
deep in to the night 
Puts the enemy to flight 
They never give up the fight, 
for they try and try 

I sometimes wonder why 
when I rest my hand 
on soft golden sand 
I hear my heart cry 
That I have seen this all before 
in another time 
another war 

Our lessons never learned 
Our enemy never turned 
Our houses burned 
Our entreaties never returned 

For, if we must, 
send our ideological enemies, 
back to sand and dust 
This is not the only way 
but our enemies are eager for the fray 

My chain mail 
has become chain gun 
This battle,far from won 
We must not fail, 
for our time is not yet done 

I sometimes wonder why 
as I rest my hand , 
upon golden sand 
at this idealogical blunder 


For there are no winners, 
only the dead 
at the battle for the sinners 
Only war, 
No peace,no law 
The enemy will never be enticed 
in to the world of Christ 

I sometimes wonder why 
as I lay my hand 
on this golden sand 
Stifle a cry, 
Is this why we cannot rest 
in the battle between East and West 


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Death's Inspire

as I sit bye the fire 
I am intrigued bye death's inspire
Skeleton's move in organinized fashion
Filling the room with quarrled passion
Will join us now that u are the newborn
Do u reconize your own reflection 
Do u see your skin complextion
For u were stillborn
Raged from your ricies in a dire form of mislead conduct
Your kingdom once filled with flourishing material product
A striken life was promised with the vison of the world to come
Here u will bw washed in no blame
can u even remember your own name
u only lack this in my house
Mingle around and do try to find yourself a spouse
My attention drawn towards these sympathetic words
I am disturbed bye this walls are misshaped and deranged 
Captured souls in dysfunction while there bones are interchanged
The halls are filled with a shamful air full of evil deeds
I stand here out if existence and hormone


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TIME

Tick, tock , 
I sit by my clock 

Now and again I look.................. 
My eyes, lifting from my book 

This page read, 
Time passed, 
in a blink of an eye 
It won't last! 
Says I ! 

Tick, tock 
I sit by the clock 

This would run on time 
My world,waiting to chime 

The page turns.......... 
The world turns 
Tick, tock 
I sit by my clock 

Pages read....... 
Minutes passed 
It could be my last 
Hours instead 

Soon ,this book read 
Hours passed............ 
My time instead............. 
This is my last 

A second of your time 
Tick, tock.................. 
My life chime 
Tick, tock 
Internal clock ! 


Tick,tock 
Seconds,minutes, hours 
weeks, months, years 
Decades,centuries 
Tick ,tock 
My infernal clock! 

Tick, tock 
I sit by my clock 


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From a Hero's Eye's

I’m away from this world 
I cannot follow your sheep
The mourning inside
These elements we prefer to keep

I’m away from your tears
Whispers sound away from my ears
Your smiles linger below my fears
The moments inside
They seem to blossom and hide

Hero’s do not smile
I’m no longer your wandering child
Your Guardian, I cannot be 
Is there anyone who may cherish me? 

Your piano may play
What useless lines this melody may say
I wish that I had flesh
I wish that when I fell
I bellowed out with purity from the chest

I’m away from this world 
I’m away from your tears
Hero’s no longer smile
I cannot follow your sheep
I’m no longer your wandering child


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IN THE BEAUTY OF MY YOUTH

In the beauty of my youth
Such boundless energies
Love takes on a special meaning
Colours are brighter
All the senses magnified
Heightened dreaming

For, I dreamed of you
From a time long ago
When we were in love
Such intenseness
I felt it too

In the beauty of my youth
I looked back,
and in no time too
Saw you standing there
My heart squeezed
Such soft skin to touch
In what I dreamed of you

For, I dreamed of you
Time after time
I wanted you to know
That I loved you too
In the beauty of my youth....
I let you go


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seasons change.

listen to the fall breeze as it blows across empty fields into hollowed sounds of a
summers past,
gone are the triple digest temperature, summer romance, sleeping all morning and staying
up all night,
ski's darken earlier, lights dim faster, there are no sound of late night games, BBQ's are
children's laughs,
the colors of the leafs change as the warm ski's flee, cool nights become colder and early
morning hours bring no light,
like a jilted lover summer is gone with out a word, no good bye, no see you later, you
just look up and what once was, is no more,
the summer of '07 is a thing of the past,. now it's remember when, or how about the time,
memories of hot days cool kisses and the one who took your breath away,
no more out of town trips , sleep overs, camp, swimming all day at the lake, or at the
pool or walks on the beach shore,
look over there, here comes cold nights, rainy days, never warm enough family and all the
winter holidays,
look to the west one last time as the sun sets,
can you hear the summers rhyme  
smile.... like all the others, this summer was the best,
now look to the east, listen here comes winter time.    
        


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Starting Over Again

Whatever happened to the time we used to spend
Whatever happened to my long and faithful friend
And not matter how my heart will seem to mend
I'm tired of starting all over and over again
Whatever happened to the love that we were in 
Whatever happened to the dreams that we'd begin
And no matter how my life will seem to mend
I'm tired of starting all over and over again	(Chorus)

I see the signs of yesterday yet I won't assume
Because I know what that will make of me and you
But I see the same old patterns every week and weekend
There's not a change so I have a hard time believin'
Yet I don't want to judge the future looking at our past
But if I can't depend on you then how can we ever last
I just can't deal with going through the same old thing
And your actions speak so loud you've left me wondering 

(Chorus)

If you're dedicated to me give me more of your time
Than you give to any other, let them know that you're mine
If you're committed to me, be faithful, kind and true
And remember you said you love me the way I love you
So history won't repeat itself you'll do whatever it takes
By always saying what you mean, doing all that you say
To make us work, keep our dreams, here's one last chance
For you to put your love in action and give a little romance

(Bridge)

Cause every man will proclaim his unfailing love
But what girl can find a faithful man she can trust
She just can't deal with going through the same old thing
And your actions speak so loud you've left her wondering 

Whatever happened to the time we used to spend
Whatever happened to my long and faithful friend
And not matter how my heart will seem to mend
I'm tired of starting all over and over again
Whatever happened to the love that we were in 
Whatever happened to the dreams that we'd begin
And no matter how my life will seem to mend
I'm tired of starting all over and over again	(Chorus)


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TIME

Tick, tock , 
I sit by my clock 

Now and again I look.................. 
My eyes, lifting from my book 

This page read, 
Time passed, 
in a blink of an eye 
It won't last! 
Says I ! 

Tick, tock 
I sit by the clock 

This would run on time 
My world,waiting to chime 

The page turns.......... 
The world turns 
Tick, tock 
I sit by my clock 

Pages read....... 
Minutes passed 
It could be my last 
Hours instead 

Soon ,this book read 
Hours passed............ 
My time instead............. 
This is my last 

A second of your time 
Tick, tock.................. 
My life chime 
Tick, tock 
Internal clock ! 


Tick,tock 
Seconds,minutes, hours 
weeks, months, years 
Decades,centuries 
Tick ,tock 
My infernal clock! 

Tick, tock 
I sit by my clock 


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For Man

It’s a journey man
Did all go accordingly to plan
I swear it was a journey for man
The results of a plotted hand
It’s a journey man

The forgotten me 
Souvenirs of a begotten plea 
Did you think I’d change
Do you miss me 
Do not beg upon things 
You do not wish to see
Was it a journey?
Twenty years 
I’ve survived in this tourney
Laid it down 
And across my face 
Would become a smirk
A gift 
A treasure  
For those whom would mourn me 
Given thought 
Simply driven 
By the misery happiness brought
I stand, I rest 
As I breathe 
I demand to receive 
What you have in your chest 
Simple flaws of a failure
The sorrow from my eyes 
In no other words could I tell you 

It’s a journey for man
Did all go accordingly to plan
I swear it’s been a journey for this man
The results of plotted hand
It’s a journey man 


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Angel of Time

Angel of Time


Time began with us in love
We were born with the heavens above
We have lived through the ages
And worn many different faces
You are my angel of time
Live forever in these lines

This love will pass from God to angels
Through heaven and time it’s self
This love will never die
It is written in the fabric of time

We have through every soul in love
And every vow promised to the Lord above
We are the love that starts deep within
The part of life where all new things begin
Together, forever and eternity
Time began with you and me

This love will pass from God to angels
Through heaven and time it’s self
This love will never die
It is written in the fabric of time


You are my angel of time
Live forever in these lines


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Sometimes

Sometimes the wind blows sometimes there's rain
somtimes there are people who don't know your name
Sometimes coincidence is all that you see 
when you walk down that path of curiosity
Sometimes people wish for things they don't have
sometimes there are people who just make you laugh
Once in a while the bells do not ring 
   at the church in the steeple on a quiet city street
        sometimes...sometimes...sometimes
            Ever wishing ever wanting sometimes
            looking for an answer of some kind
            Building sand castles on the shores
            of the sea
            As boats sail across the waters that be
                lost in a day dream... 
                   t's not what it seems sometimes
Candles are burning in the still of the night
lighting the way until they turn on the lights
Sometimes you'll be walking until heaven knows 
when
but you turn around and you walk back again
Sometimes your shadow follows too close
some people talk to you some people don't
The bells started ringing in the steeple today
I'll get up Sunday morning and I'll walk that way
        sometimes...sometimes...sometimes


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TRUTH AND LIGHT

I looked from the edge of light 
Stared across and saw truth 
I stepped forward, 
and fell in to the night 

Down I fell, 
in no time at all 
Felt gods' hand 
Lift me, 
for in his love I did dwell 

In to the light, 
carried up high 
I saw truth, 
pure and bright 

I can fall 
any time at all 
from the edge of light 
I have faith, 
that will lift me from the night 

I see the truth, 
just over there 
Waiting for me 
across the night air 

The beauty in truth and light 
lay before me 
I could reach out and hold 
everything in sight 


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EVEN part two

(contd from part one)

You know how much I loved you, how much I used to care,
Then you broke me right in half and left me standing there.
One day you just decided you had no need for a wife,
And without hesitation, you walked out on our life.

You left me with no money, you took all we ever had,
You said you never loved me, You told me you were bad.
You never wanted children, but for ten years you lied,
I wanted to be a mother, and that part of me has died.

You’re a murderer of dreams, a killer of the soul,
And you’ve made getting even, my one and only goal.
So here we are again my friend, with the tables turned,
Standing right inside the fire, and don’t yet know your burned.

Slowly I have stole it all, the money that you make,
I have set you up to fall with every step you take.
And when your down to nothing, with no place left to land,
You will see extended, one finger on my hand.

Oh, by the way, your secrets…yeah, everybody knows,
And as I tell your dirty deeds, my hatred only grows.
You’re not a good person, it’s about time the world can see,
The man that is behind the mask, the one that fu  kd with me.

I wish it didn’t go like this, I wish I still loved you,
I wish I could remember what it felt like to be true. 
Because I’m a different person, a whole lot less I feel,
And ever since you left me, nothing quite feels real.

I guess that’s how I survived, I focused on the score,
I had to get you back, and I had to get you more.
By now you must be worried,  is this poem true?
Is this just a story? or a statement straight to you?

You would not have found this, had it not been for me,
It’s not just a coincidence, these words that you see.
So yes, I have cheated, I have stolen and I have lied,
I really truly hate you, and wish you pain inside.

And now we shall part dear, only this time I’ll be leavin’……

That feeling in your heart…the pain…..that makes us even.






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Forever

Forever
A faint voice whispered through
Calling softly
Letting in the cold taste of sorrow
Memories streaming within my mind
Flooding me with Forever
Could this truly be gone
Over and done with
Forever use to blanket me in bed
Forever use to catch me when I tripped
And now such a contagious word 
Caught onto something it shouldn't have
Plunging into darkness
Such grief is blinding
Scratching and tearing until I was bare
Bare of sense
Bare of emotion
Bare of any happiness I could hold onto
This day, this Forever was unfair
Devastation and torment 
Why had I loved so hard
Why when all that could come was Forever
Questions ask
Answers stay silent
No one knows
No one predicts
Forever is Forever
So I am forced to listen
Forced to be 
Forced to wait
Forever




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Beneath Your Feet (Song)

From the first of my birth
Until my dying days 
I lived life expecting the worse in every case
Night times I couldn’t sleep
Seemed stress had me over whelmed
To strong to weep 
A fatal crush no individual would care to keep
An unforgiving face no man was prepared to meet 
Through the mud and water
Brutal thuds, a careless mans order
I smiled only to allow my spectators to live worry free
In my deepest thoughts
I only visualized those who would stand and burry me
Ashes to ashes, mysterious flashes 
Unto my final lay
My surroundings seem to hurry me
What else is one suppose to do
A failing adolescent whom rose to truth
Dreamt upon soothing times
To remove me from these shackles in my mind
A prison, a convict’s yard 
I couldn’t escape, seems the sun picks the bar’d 
A broken ornament, a gift from the scar’d 
The emotional down pours that reveal who we are
Who’s to say I’d never change 
Only to grow to be the same tainted man
Reality dawns upon my blister painted hands 
From alternators and scrap metal parts 
Only to submit them to junk yards 
For a true earned strained heart
That’s no lie; I learned my true hand to poverty
Casualties missing me, meant to be slobbery
Imprints of a father chasing after me
Now that the world prays me gone 
I reside beneath my own shadow 
Dwell against this concrete walk way all alone
No regret spots for me, suffering is my only home
Shall it be a merciful dawn, once it’s all shown?
Questions for which I can not answer on my own
Teary nights, not enough said in past conversations 
Deep within your regrets I could feel you mourn
A painful constipation
Subordinate clauses, fallen from the wrong information
Now above the stars 
I’m sheltered in my own constellation 
So go on, bury me
To my enemies, this is the last of me
Please bury me
No interest in your sympathy
Bury me  


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He Lied

She feels her life is over
And lost everything she’s loved.
He promised her forever
Then went back on his word.

He told her that he loved her
And that she was his world.
He couldn’t live without her
And together they would be.

She thought they’d be together
Until the day they died.
He told her they’d be forever
Then figured out he lied.

She figured out he lied
About everything and love.
Not knowing which side
But knew that it was true.

It’s been about a year
Since the last time they talked.
She hadn’t shed a tear
Until the day he called.

He told her that he loved her
And that she was his world.
He couldn’t live without her
And together they should be.

Now she’s all confused
Her mind is a mess.
She knows that she still loves him
But their love had gone west.

She’s so far in love now
That she is in a bind.
He lied to her for so long
How could she be so blind.

She wonders can she trust him
After he’s done her so wrong.
Should she still believe him
Since he lied to her for so long.

He told her that he's sorry
And that hed never lie again.
If only she'd forgive him
And be more than just a friend.

She'll give him one more chance
And pray he's not the same.
While keeping eyes wide open
And being cautious in the game.

It's been about a year now
Since she agreed to play his game.
He hasn't lied not once this time
And heartbreak no longer strikes his flame.

Their love this time is true now
And runs nothing but through and through.
Tonight's the night he'll pop the question
And ask her to finally say I DO!


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A Vocie In The Dark

New place of spoken true word
Space open nural verb
Where a dark amusing sencent is shown
The air filled with the mans sentence
his room square  intention
A man see out of pure love 
With midest scent of a women
A wonder about slipping past the distant memory
a look back on an old love flame
walking torards the foolish emotion
escaping the fact that none have found true


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A MEMORY

How precious these things.... 
Truth be told... 
Money nor gold, 
but memories we hold 
For, neither money nor gold, 
can buy a memory 
Truth be told 

How sweet the moment... 
Holding your first born child 
Forever etched 
Heaven sent 

Angst and pain... 
A passing... 
A joy... 
The memories of youth... 
The falling rain... 
Birth of a boy.... 

Money cannot buy.... 
The memories... 
Of our lives passing by 

Times go by... 
Loved ones die 
Yet a memory... 
Will stay... 
Music too 
Filling the heart 
Affecting you 

This time is now passed 
It cannot be... 
But a distant memory 
You want it to last 
It cannot be 

I have in my heart 
So much... 
So full 
I feel it will spill 
Like my tears 
But the time is passed 
How I wish I could it last 

I have in my heart 
My memories... 
Truth be told, 
money nor gold 
Can buy 
Ever... 
These things I hold 

You may say such things have gone 
This is not so.... 
For, they live in my heart 
They have never gone away 

Such a burden to carry 
Such things... 
It is what makes me 
Who I am 
Memories... 
Don't you see? 


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ANGEL LIGHT

Carried into the night, 
I felt a warm hand in mine 
Reassuring too, 
this was my time 

My life is gone now, 
I never gave up the fight 
For now,  I travel... 
In soft angel light 

The stars flew past, 
not a sound was heard 
The hand in mine... 
Soft hand warm, 
this was my time 
Through the night, 
like a bird 

The hand in mine began to glow, 
soft and warm 
Now I could see the feathers too... 
Not far to go... 

Angel light, 
carrying me 
Gold and  bright 
I stepped through... 
Left the night..., 
and saw heaven in sight 


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The words

And so the story goes...

Here we met.
You were funny and I laughed.
You were sensitive and I prodded.
You chased and I ran.
But I was sad because--
No, if I say the words, they're true.

Here we loved.
In your arms I saw safety.
In your words I saw security.
In your eyes I saw eternity.
Still, I was afraid to be loved because--
No, if I say the words, we're over.

Here we fought.
You spend all your time apologizing.
I spend all my time saying it doesn't matter.
But it does. You're hurting me and I'm hating you
And you'd understand if I just said--
No, if I say the words, you'll leave.

Here we parted.
I let you go and you hate me.
You brush me off and I cry and hurt and die.
You say you'll never forgive me but
If I told you--
No, if I say the words, you'll hurt.

Here we ended.
You've written me off. Filed me away. Sealed the room.
I still dream of you. Wish for you. Wait for you.
I'm the one who broke your heart.
You're the one who owns mine.
And sometimes... just sometimes I imagine you.
I imagine you holding me as I sob and I scream and I live the words.
I'm dying.


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23rd Time

Seems like the 23rd time I've done this.
Seems like the 23rd time to me.
That I have broken everything I hold dear in my life.
Killing all my dreams.

Seems like I was once a good father.
Two daughters came my way.
Seems like I've had two wives.
Neither that will speak to me today.

Seems like God was against me.
Probably from the start.
Seems like my God is heartless.
Letting my world fall apart.

All that I've held and all that i will.
All that I've bought and all that I sell.
Seems like peices of my heart and parts of my soul.
That have fallen from grace and now must go.

Seems like the 23rd time I've become sober.
And realized the pain that I've caused.
Seems like I've hurt so many.
Must be my 23rd flaw.

23 bottles and 23 drugs.
23  relationships swept under the rug.
Distance memories of loves that I've lost.
But nothing came at a higher cost.

Than the 23 times I missed Daddy I love you, please come play with me.
For that is the true punishment for the error of my ways.
No invites to celebrate their 23rd year.
Just this empty life I've lead full of empty tears.


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CRUSADE

I rest my hand, 
upon golden sand 

My glittering sword 
In faith, it has been forged 
for the cross of St George 

Jewelled  rapier and soft silk, 
the men I fight, 
is of that ilk 
They do not see the light 

This battle of idealogical will 
I have had my fill 
For, the paths ,so wide, 
a bitter divide 

For one side must fall, 
to end it all 
But the enemy never does rest, 
spreading it's poison, 
far in to the West 

For this crusade 
for St George 
We cannot fade, 
weapons to forge 
For we must rise, 
defend the faith and the wise 
Go to meet, 
sit at our gods feet 

Now this winged sword I fly 
deep in to the night 
Puts the enemy to flight 
They never give up the fight, 
for they try and try 

I sometimes wonder why 
when I rest my hand 
on soft golden sand 
I hear my heart cry 
That I have seen this all before 
in another time 
another war 

Our lessons never learned 
Our enemy never turned 
Our houses burned 
Our entreaties never returned 

For, if we must, 
send our ideological enemies, 
back to sand and dust 
This is not the only way 
but our enemies are eager for the fray 

My chain mail 
has become chain gun 
This battle,far from won 
We must not fail, 
for our time is not yet done 

I sometimes wonder why 
as I rest my hand , 
upon golden sand 
at this idealogical blunder 


For there are no winners, 
only the dead 
at the battle for the sinners 
Only war, 
No peace,no law 
The enemy will never be enticed 
in to the world of Christ 

I sometimes wonder why 
as I lay my hand 
on this golden sand 
Stifle a cry, 
Is this why we cannot rest 
in the battle between East and West