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Details | Personification | |

At the Pawn Shop

I met her  in a pawn shop on a warm summer night
When running from the rubble of  my shattered life
To sell a broken dream that would never come true
An engagement ring to pay for the rent that was due

There she lay sleeping in a battered rosewood bed
Heart strings breaking in a rusty sea of velvet red
So hauntingly beautiful, she took my breath away
Violin - an old reject who would change my life that day

So I bought Violin and lived out on the street
And played Rhapsody in Blue as coins fell at my feet
And soon we had a  little flat high above the Bay
And every day, I got better with every note I played

Today I am a maestro playing Carnegie Hall
My name in lights blinking on a Marquee Wall 
For it was I who saw myself in Violin
A tarnished soul and the beauty buried there within

Author:  Elaine George
Written:  2013

Details | Free verse | |

In A Meadow


I can feel the breath of violin, upon my face ~ The fluttering wings of fingers playing, 'A Lark Ascending' In sweet release, I close my eyes, and drift away to inner peace ~ All strife takes flight, the music takes me to a meadow growing…. Two clarinets, in soft duet …..are timeless, ageless, knowing I'm standing still, in waving grass, a cello plays a soft breeze blowing I weave and sway…the music plays …a french horn makes sweet love to me As if a lark, I leave the ground, upon the lilting sound, and fly away…
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Inspired by the Classical composition, "A Lark Ascending" Composed by Vaughn Williams

Details | Free verse | |


It vibes in harmonics broadband, a musical language universal,
Echoing across the heights divides, falling as a thunderstorms,
Raw force of spiritual power, descending from the heavens above,
The angels do yield, surrendering the gift of music unto the world
Of man.
Pierced by their angelic thorny prongs, tender notes of rhythm,
Melt downwards from the silver lining of graces everlasting meadows
Of inspiration.
Separations clouds expose the here ever afters, sparks of the divinities
Fame burning as a torch lighting up the skies white powder showering
The earth with sweet melodic undertones, a thundering vibrating beat felt
Throughout the pulsating heart of nature itself.
Music lives within all things, it binds a connecting link, a 
Symphony a blending element, a melting promise between heaven and
Earth, a harmonious balance, light equaling dark.
In the vaults of the skies, the heavenly chorus joins with
The voices of humanity singing a song of complete
What a true wonder is this gift given unto mankind,
To write and sing, to share such expressionism with
One another, music is honestly a universal language
Understood by every nation, or age group beneath
The heavens themselves.
A heritages legacy passed down from grandfathers,
To fathers, and than to sons, and daughters,
Is this the love and wonder of these arts there in
So shared by all members of the human race for
Generations of inspiration to come.
I listen to the songs sang by the morning doves,
To the charming voices of our youthful young,
Than those jolly fellows from days gone by,
You know the old barber shop quorate.
So many variations and depths of degrees,
Harmony, rock-n-roll, to golden oldies country,
Music is a wonderment all to it's own glory.
So we thank you those powers on high,
For this miracle of a gift called music.


Details | Free verse | |

Play It

Play It

You were afraid in the beginning.
You were excited and filled with anticipation. 
But, afraid.
Just holding her in your hands was a strange experience.
Awkward, like a first kiss.
Unsure of where and how to touch.
Just how should your lips
Meet her cold and unfamiliar mouth piece?
Remember those first few notes
Screeching through space inside the band hall?
A sacred place where rhythm and note
Have coursed the air and touched 
The smallest bones of the human body
With the softest and most pleasant caress.

Become familiar with the way she feels.
Close your eyes and feel the softness of her curves.
Treat her like a lady of royal blood.
Her father has given you her hand.
There is no leaving her at the altar.
You will decide your life together.
Love her. Caress her. Kiss her softly.
Learn to move your fingers and listen to her reply.
The early sound of surprise becomes the sound of love.
Soon, you breathe as one, and the voice you hear,
The voice we hear.
Is not hers. Is not yours. But, the union of both.
And what we hear is the birth of something
Grand and glorious and beautiful!

Play it!   

Details | I do not know? | |

Shall we Dance---Everlasting dance together

As he came...
Bent down towards me
He took me by the hand...
Led me out to the dance floor..
As the music played...
he held me close
his heart beating next to mine
warmth surounded us...
soft... melodies played
I said... I am scared
For I never done this before...
He said.. no worrys..
I am here... my dear
then he whispered into my ear
Singing melodies of lyrics of song
As the music played
We swayed to the music
as held me close unto him...
his strong arms held me tight
dancing on through the night..
gentle as he... guided me
across the dance floor...
Sweeetness music played
More Beautiful then ever before...
Precious moments...

Then I woke up...
Twas just a dream
of many dreams..
But then again
was it???

Tis be soon...
As time shall be...
When moment comes
I shall dance the dance..
as He guides me 
Across the sky
Then between the stars...
To the other side.. 
Beyond... Glorious Love Eternity..
Sweeet Divine Precious moments..
Shall forever be...
Music Plays.. Melodies unto our King
Harmony of all souls
Whom belong to Him
Come... to Jesus
Lets Dance the Dance of Glorious Love Together...
Sweeetness of the Souls..

Details | Rhyme | |

The Man in the Wilderness

Feeling like a lodger
In my own home
Thankful for my music
And my new found roam

Families and communities
They are just so hard to find
But in April 2009
I found the most precious kind

I found the name amusing
So the button i clicked on to see
The layout was very inviting
Like an open door should be

For in a matter of minutes
On first uploading a poem
This Highlander was content
He had found a welcome home

So many lovely writers
Poets who share their bless
No longer this Scotsman is
The Man in the Wilderness

Details | Rhyme | |

The Songs & The Makers

My soul understood Lynyrd Skynyrd
Like Ronnie I had monkeys to
Just simple boys chasing life’s joys
With our needles playing our blues

My soul understood Pink Floyd
For I have lived inside the wall
Comfortably numb and ignorantly dumb
Living my life forever tasting the call

My soul understood Nirvana  
The White Horse has lived in my stall
I’ve tasted death at the edge of my breath
As my soul just nodded through it all

Like Creed I am my own Prison
No appeal on the docket today
What I learned from John Lennon
We all need to learn how to pray

Morrison took me to the roadhouse
Like Merle they locked me away
And I guess just like Creedence
I’ve seen rain on the sunny day

You know I do love Hank Jr.
Especially when he sings the blues
It seems so many of us just hop on the bus
Forever lost in the Addictions we choose

Sometimes I feel just like Kid Rock
I’m just sitting here in search of myself
I have great respect for Garth Brooks
For his family he put his career on the shelf

Johnny Cash sang of San Quentin
I heard the song in one of its cells
Locked up inside of that medieval prison 
You feel like you have made it to hell

Like Jerry Garcia I fried in Berkley
Like Hendrix I dropped acid in my eyes
To this day when I hear Janice Joplin
 I just want to break down and cry

The Eagles played the Hotel California 
I have led the dance on that Prison yard
Guns & Roses sang of the Jungle
Prison is a world very cold and hard

These are a few of the songs and the makers
Ones that have shared my story and plight
When I die just play dust in the wind
As I ride the stairway to heaven that night

If my song is granted one purpose
And the music I’m allowed to choose
Let it be said that the song in my head
Was country rock with a touch of the blues

And let that song forever tell a story
A horrible story that ended so bright
For when Jesus Christ grants his mercy
Even the most blind can be led to the light

So Lord let my life be your lighthouse
Lord please guide my story as it’s told
And whatever you do Lord I beg of you
Help me stay worthy of the heart that I hold

Details | Free verse | |

Dear Me

Dear Me,

I need you to be stronger
I need you to never be afraid

swallow your pride,and your flight will be softer
tell her you love her,even if it hurts

Grab onto your dream and live it
Do not be afraid of the sun's divinity

Be better,love more, hold on.

Dear Me,

Enjoy every stop of the ride.
For when the train finally stops...we die

Until we witness the angels dance after final day...
Dear Me, hide your fears away

Details | Ode | |

The Memories of a Dancing Peacock

The Memories of a Dancing Peacock 
( Based on a true incident captured in my Camera )

I was in a mood to sing, and

The Peacock was in a mood to dance, 

My singing came, while watching the beauty and 

The beauty started unfolding its wings and charms, 

As if the Peacock was listening the songs, 

I was singing, silently in my mind.  

Oh, what a joy it was to feel and share, 

Those wonderful moments 

I spent with that beautiful bird,

Who kept dancing and dancing,

Till the song continued in my mind silently.

You and I may not be dancing or living forever, O, bird,

But the image, which you have engraved on my mind and

The rhythms of that joy and pleasure, 

Which you have left,  

Would continue to generate always,

The music of silence and beauty in every mind.

Kanpur India 28th December 2011

NOTE:IMP. NOTE: The Memories of a Dancing Peacock
The Photo Poem cum Song is also on my Music Channel
"RavindraKK1" on U Tube. or you simply use this URL

For my Videos Songs on My U Tube just write on Google "RavindraKK1 
and go on U Tube Channel - RavindraKK1

Details | I do not know? | |

Blood upon Pages

As I place the pen
on paper
my soul beings
to bleed
upon the pages
my secret longings
hopes and dreams
of which I hope to be,
how I want to reflect me
transpire into the universe
within my poetic lyricism
the warm sweet smoke
of my vega blunt
swirls about me, flickers
in and out of motion
as the vanilla candle nearby
fights the shadows in my room
the cool summer breeze
from my window
carries dancing sinsemilla 
fog around me, allowing
my mind
to adventure elsewhere
into the nights abyss
of minutes, turned to hours
I write
pages, of words
scribbling my life, struggles
and fears
Bob Marley and Lauryn Hills
“turn your lights down low”
beat inspirational peacefulness
on my eardrums
my small hands delicately pluck
my imaginary guitar strings
as I join her in a solo, Miss Hill's
magical voice cracks
with emotion, and my soul
tingles with excitement
For creativity flows
within my veins
I breath real music, such as
she, as soon as daylight opens
thine dark brown eyes to see
The poetic flowetry, carries me
and speaks to me
the notes capture my inner 
disturbance and desires
until the soundtrack of my day
takes me into Summers night
thoughts of my dreams 
of being a published poet
clearly float
into my sight
Then, I sit
as I place my pen
upon the paper
black and white turn to one
and my soul bleeds
onto pages
into an early sun

Details | Narrative | |


In the year 2003,
both Southern University
and Louisiana State University
won national football championships
A monster celebration followed
in downtown Baton Rouge
It was broadcast live on local TV
There were speeches by the coaches,
alumni and players from both teams
and the presidents of both schools

But oh, the ceremony finale
Yes the finale was sight to behold

Both bands, in full costume dress
stood side-by-side together
and played a slow, majestic version
of our National Anthem...
banner-yet WAAAAVE!!...
A two second pause
(which seemed like an eternity)
(Cameras scanning the audience
People shedding tears
Overcome with emotion and pride)

The cheers and applause
shook the whole town...

***Southern University won the Black College Football National Championship that year. Their band is well-known and considered to be one of the best in the country, having played at The White House and several Super Bowls...

Details | Ode | |

Lovers On A Rainy Day

Out on the porch for a little recess
From life's daily chores, listen to raindrops
Pitter-patter, musical sounds request
From gentle breeze, which stirs windchimes non-stop
Nature's orchestra plays as in hammock relaxed lay
A novel to read or just nap away
Afternoon quietly, what more pleasure
Maybe do something risque
Meet with lover, love away rainy day
In deep caresses our love we'll measure

The flame will burn higher as our desire
Rises with each kiss and loving caress
As the rain's rhythm sets mood, love's red fire
Glows as love to each other we confess
Romancing to rain's music dance and sway
Raindrops, roses, love's desire only glows
Lover so glad you could be companion to
Maybe do something risque
As on the love seat, inflamed we repose
Not needing love potion our love to renew

Lover so glad that I met you today
Out on porch listening to rain's rhythm
Stirring music in my soul fears allay
Perfectly matched love's biorhythm
There are now no fears or life's dismay
Love come take me away to higher realm
Come, stay, don't just wait life's rainy day to
Maybe do something risque
Hold, caress, don't wait 'til life overwhelms
Love come stay please don't ever bid adieu

Sponsor:Cyndi MacMillan
Contest: An Ode To Small Comfort On a Rainy Afternoon

Details | Free verse | |

Insight out

Inner sanctuary
envision harmony and mental clarity
focus on a journey of possibility
Meditate on transformation and 
awareness of inner state
peace and healing

Constructive thought
instruct your mind
to redirect the lost and struggling inner voice
Where you can’t see the wood for the trees 
under your nose is the path of freedom 

Put aside perceived struggles
revitalize, relax, respond
to body, mind, heart and spirit
Intuition, introspection and spiritual renewal
bring about personal healing and
conscious awakening

Stillness of mind – concentration
Thoughts of the subconcious and subliminal
beyond all negativity 
away from all interuption
To allow time for self communication and
expression of inner self

Senses – awareness of scent, sight, sound, taste and touch
Healing hands of the medical profession or alternative therapy
ambiance, temperature, oils, music, sounds and 
sights of nature or universe
realisation comes in various form and shape 
causing us to feel life in fullest expression

Connecting – whispers of wind 
radiating everpresent warmth of sun
a blanket of love and light comforts consoles over and through the cosmos
rippling infinately through infinity outwards, onwards
connecting right back into where we are at right now 
unmoved unchanged and as we were

Wise – responsible courageous allowed to let go of need to be judgemental or 
be judged 
let go of controlling enable trust wisdom and humility
intelligence of knowing others
wisdom of knowing self
strength in mastering others
power to master oneself

Energy -breath, force, spirit, soul, God, universe – 
whatever – doesn’t matter how you refer to it on personal level 
energy, balance, light, sound, vibration, peace 
centered self – stillness – silent – eternal – 
to have enough is a richness in itself
accept appreciate and acknowledge oneself

Details | Rhyme | |

Rambling Rose

You live for empty pleasures
They fade through each new song,
I finally see the big picture
You were weak, not strong.

I was young looking for guidance
Impressionable and quite rare,
But wolves in sheep's clothing
Can't love, for their lives are barely there.

Weeds grow in anything
But rambling roses grow on vines,
Their thorns protect all that’s around
Guarding their gates from the intruding kind.      

All you were was temporary
A stumbling block for the time,
But what’s a mountain in your way
After you decide to climb.

I was young looking for guidance,
Impressionable and quite rare,
But wolves in sheep's clothing
can't love, for their lives are barely there.

They can never destroy a rambling rose
For they are made strategically rare
They can never blossom or unfold
For their lives were never there.

By: Sabina Nicole
Written: 7-11-12

Details | Free verse | |

Groundswell Girl - Named by JB

Enter a storybook tale
Where I can be 
The heroine you hail
Lucid dreams of soft reflection
A touch heated with lust and desired protection
A breathe a gasp as we succeed 
Join the fairytale with me
Valiant night within dark eyes
the right movement and I make them shine
like moonlight on the steamy hot spring
care to follow for a little dip with me
Trailing like the water at my fingertips
Grasp me around my hips
As close as the breeze on my skin 
Whisper lies as I let you in 
Lips mumbling up my thighs
bare heart exposed to the sky 
fire burning in my veins
Am I a mistress of this lust or simply a slave
Trembling with desire
Take me till we've lost count of the hours
enter this storybook tale
Where I can be the heroine you hail

Details | Rhyme | |


So much I wanted to say. So much I wanted to shout.
It was like being trapped behind bars without a way
to get out.
My mind going wild with all these questions of why.
The only way to escape was to fall asleep or to cry.
What did I do so bad that made me have to pay?
My friends, my dreams, and my life was swepped away.
I know I can do it! I try and I try.
Nothing seems to get better. I sometimes wish
I would Die.
Starved for attention. I wanna talk to the world.
I just miss being loved. Miss the warmth of a girl.
Snickers and stairs is what my life has become.
I'm treated like I'm a kid, like I'm sick, or I'm dumb.
One day to the next. Life becomes work just to be alive.
I thank god for my blessings. I thank god I survived.
I finally see some improvement. More hope tickles
my brain.
It was worth all the time, all the tears, all the pain.
I awake with a smile and new hope to move on.
I did it! I did it! All those hard times are gone!

Details | Lyric | |

Writing Me Softly With His Rhyme

I heard he wrote a good line
That he had flair and style
And as I read his work
That captured me for a while
And there he was, this gray beard
A stranger to my heart

Strumming my soul with his keyboard
Writing my emotions with his heart
Caressing me softly with his rhyme
Caressing me softly with his rhyme
Caressing me softly with his love

I felt all elevated my
Emotions all on fire
I felt that he knew me
Read my thoughts outloud
I prayed he won't leave me
Just keep on caressing me awhile for he was

Strumming my soul with his keyboard
Writing my emotions with his heart
Caressing me softly with his rhyme
Caressing me softly with his rhyme
Caresssing me softly with his love

He wrote poems as if he knew me
In my darkest days
Then he read right through me
Oh! How much I really craved
For he was 

Strumming my soul with his keyboard
Writing my emotions with his heart
Caressing me softly with his rhyme
Caressing me softly with his rhyme
Caressing me softly with his love
Caressing me softly with his l--o--v-e

(This is a take off on the song "Killing Me Softly With His Song". I heard it as an instrumental 
and this just hit me.  It applies to all soupers whose poetry has touched my heart as well as 
some of my well know poets and poetessess.)
Written by: Sara Kendrick

Details | Lyric | |

Sweet Sparrow

A song of a sparrow in the springtime.

Birds chirp a lullaby at the peak of the morning sun.
Speedy is the dragonfly, wish I could catch just one.
Clovers fill the meadow and daisies are in bloom.
Brilliant as the rainbow heanen's scent perfumes.
I hear a sparrow singing sweet tunes of joy and glee.
Sing a song sweet sparrow, sing a song for me.

As springtime goldenrods glow.
I see a sweet sparrow perched upon a rose.
Elegant are the carnations,
and honeybees buzz me by,
God's mighty creations of tender springtime.
I hear a sparrow singing a joyful melody.
Sing a song sweet sparrow, whistle in the breeze.

Lilacs spread their fragrance.
Daffodils line the creek.
In the wind the lilies dance,
and crickets chirp at my feet.
I hear a sparrow singing such a sweet tune.
Sing a song sweet sparrow, lift the morning dew.

Sing a song the prince of love and let the music flow.
Drowning in sweet melodies I open my window.
Perched upon the cedar tree a mighty little bird.
Singing tunes of springtime for all to be heard.

Details | Dramatic monologue | |

last Prayer

There is nothing left for me to do on this earth,
I have said and done my dues for this world that's so cursed. 
Every move I make is for you my king of kings and lord of lords,
Make me new and purify my heart and soul, hear my word.

It seems like every move I make now is all to get myself ready,
Ready to step into your holy presence all so steady. 
I can't live without you my lord,
Without you I get really really board. 

I can't walk this road alone,
Take my hand and walk me through all these stones.
Guid my soul, so that I can wall into the holy of holies,
This prayer should say it all God, I'm yours for ever once again.

Details | Rhyme | |

The BIble Is The Inspired Word Of God

The Bible Is The Inspired Word of God!

I heard someone say “the Bible was written by man.”
But there’s a truth I don’t think he understands.

God used man to simply be an “inspired instrument.”
This was more than some type of “experiment.”

God used many different people from various places.
He used them from both the Jewish and Gentile races!

Though the words spanned a long period of time…
They were written with all of us in mind!

It was as if God himself had taken the pen.
He spoke directly through different men.

All of the books are together with a common goal.
To bring the words of God to the common soul.

I would encourage to read the Bible for your direction.
Allow God’s words to daily be your inspiration!

Won’t you read from Genesis through Revelation?
You can learn about God’s gift of salvation!

The Bible speaks of God’s love and holiness too!
And speaks to the heart of how much HE LOVES YOU!

You can also learn about eternity in a heavenly mansion!
Your life can receive a blessed “abundant life expansion!”

Through the words of Christ, you’ll be blessed!
As you find in him a comfort and a haven of rest!

I invite you to read and apply God’s truth today!
And be transformed by what he really has to say!

By applying Biblical principles in how you’re living!
You’ll be blessed by the awesome words God is giving!

By Jim Pemberton  

Details | Free verse | |

Music for the Soul

Sit back and listen to the music
let it flood over you stirring your soul
as you listen to the oh so haunting notes
close your eyes and drift away on wings

Each note so sharp and crystal clear
what need for words as you hear
angel's wings beating up high
sails flapping aimlessly

As circling  the dying ship
The albatross sweeps the sky
Hear the whoosh as he passes
the sounds of dead souls  cry out

Ah Mr Fleetwood you inspire me
as I hear the hauntingly lovely notes
telling the story without words
just letting the notes speak for you

written 07/29/2013

Details | Haiku | |

Istanbul In My Dreams

Your expectations are carved into my eyes...
Their shapes melt in my dreams
The face seen in your postcards
Is not that of your soul Istanbul...
Living apart does not change your seas
Your waiting landscapes offer themselves
Thoughts do not remain still
Istanbul rests its weight upon my loneliness...
White fish swim in your living past
Seagulls float in your memories
Obliterated friendships stay awake till dawn
Anatolia rises from your horizons Istanbul...

by Uzeyir Lokman CAYCI
Traduit par Yakup YURT en français
French free verse translated into English free verse
by F.J. Bergmann., 2002

Details | Free verse | |


Profound silence
felt and revered,
stirring an awesome emotion,
which stillness repeals
whenever brightness shines;
and the primroses' scent spreads the delight
of the mild season.

What do the stars 
tell a lover's heart...palpitating
in tranquility, amid shadows
that advance with the pretty fireflies?
Dream, and reprieve from the loss...
hoping that love doesn't lay at rest,
but chooses to celebrate
'till after the evening, and tell romantic tales.

The invisible crickets chirp, 
somewhat awkward to the ears,
I'd rather hear the coos of the owls,
which are richer and more harmonious in sound,
but where are they in this darkness, unless
they are mating in the willows of the lake?

Our blanket is spread on the wide Sheep Meadow,
with a superb view of those Manhattan's skycrapers,
towering over us as sentinels in castle's towers.
Juliet wanted to taste this freedom,
embracing and kissing her handsome Romeo,
not fearing anyone intruding in her paradise,
unwilling to leave anytime soon;
and unruffled, she would continue to love him.  

What do the stars tell a lover's heart?
Accept the lovely rose that he offers you, and adore it,
because it has no thorns, to make you bleed in despair;
Sing with him a beautiful sonnet that Shakespeare wrote
for his lover who crossed the Atlantic ocean,
when ships took months to reach America's shore.

Details | I do not know? | |

As The Music Plays

As I entered into the room
Filled with many people
The music plays
Melodies of my heart

I saw in the distance..
as two by two.. taken each by the hand
as they got up to slow dance

So soft and sweet...
Gently moves within feet
as they music plays

As if I seen in a daze
How True Love is
Between two. by two..

As they slow dance 
Across the room
As the music plays

He then lowers down
as she is embraced
delicately Kisses her lips

Enchantment takes place
For Moment’s in time
Music plays..

As they continue 
To slow dance
two by two

Such Love in the air
As I watched sitting there
As the music plays..

So beautiful 
Between two..
Couples together

Within the room
as the music plays
God makes a way

For All to come 
Together in Love
True Harmony
For Two by two

Time passes by
As I see.. sit waiting
As the music plays
On K-Love
For "You Are More"

Details | I do not know? | |


White blossoms of the Mountain Laurel
Contrasted to the waxy green leaves
Nestled under trees along the creek
Showing some of the beauty of spring

Snuggled on a blanket close to the edge
Enjoying the music that nature makes
Chirping of birds, no no not a word said
Rustle of leaves, buzz, buzzing of bees

Babbble of creek, splash of the deer's feet
Joy, oh, joy for the outdoor cheer
Wishing that we could share this time
This time of the year

Details | I do not know? | |

Shall we Dance---Everlasting dance together

As he came...
Bent down towards me
He took me by the hand...
Led me out to the dance floor..
As the music played...
he held me close
his heart beating next to mine
warmth surrounded us...
soft... melodies played
I said... I am scared
For I never done this before...
He said.. no worrys..
I am here... my dear
then he whispered into my ear
Singing melodies of lyrics of song
As the music played
We swayed to the music
as held me close unto him...
his strong arms held me tight
dancing on through the night..
gentle as he... guided me
across the dance floor...
Sweeetness music played
More Beautiful then ever before...
Precious moments...

Then I woke up...
Twas just a dream
of many dreams..
But then again
was it???

Tis be soon...
As time shall be...
When moment comes
I shall dance the dance..
as He guides me 
Across the sky
Then between the stars...
To the other side.. 
Beyond... Glorious Love Eternity..
Sweeet Divine Precious moments..
Shall forever be...
Music Plays.. Melodies unto our King
Harmony of all souls
Whom belong to Him
Come... to Jesus
Lets Dance the Dance of Glorious Love Together...
Sweeetness of the Souls..

Details | Free verse | |

For What's Worth Breathing

Look at me
I am the life in a wasteland

Look at me
I am the slavery through the ages

Look at me
I am the mirror of the world

Look at me
I am the illusion I’ve fought for

Look at me
I’m still loving you

and I keep being here

for you, for me,
and for what’s worth breathing

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Loves Glorious Musical Notes

Sweet Harmony of Souls
Jesus plays the music…
He has given us… each a key…
Love's Glorious Musical Notes
Let's play… everlasting music
In sweet harmony…

Each key opens… hearts
Love Notes Rings… Tunes of a melody…
Rhythm of Gods’ Souls 
In sweet harmony… 

You have a chance.. 
To play your tune…
Don’t delay… play your key..
Before music goes away….

Jesus holds the Keys to people’s hearts…
Musical tunes… is  Believer Souls  
Playing… Love Note's together 
In Sweet Harmony… 

 ~Jesus Holds the keys… You have a chance… play your Tune~
~Come to Jesus… ask Him into your heart~ Join Souls In Sweet Harmony 
~Before the Rapture takes place…-in Music is gone… 
---Love's... Glorious Musical Notes---

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My Rodeo Cowboy

papa said 
son what you going to do 
with your life

now that you have 
no money job 
or wife

he said papa
I'm going to 
leave this town

think I'll
join up with the rodeo 
and break them bulls down 

Maybe even rope
me a stallion or
even a clown

Son you better
take another 
look around

for theres no money
for bull riders
thrown to the ground

or being stepped on
by a horse or bull
weighing over eight hundred pounds

Papa I promise 
Ill make you proud
of your rodeo cowboy when I'm done

And promise 
not to be thrown or bucked off
to the ground

So papa please come
visit when our show's
in town

for I'll be 
the one riding high on 
the biggest bull that's found

hanging on for just 
eight seconds while I'm
listening for that bells sound

just kicking those sides
of horses and bulls
jumping up and down

with coming out your
top rodeo champion and
bull rider found

Tribute To
The Rodeo Cowboys 
and Cowgirls

Hang Tough

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The Musician

His fingers sailing on the string
Arousing enchanting rhythm from sleep
   Solace to desolate hearts bring
    And penetrate the craving souls deep

Music drifting in the air like perfume
Healing wounds like the miracles of Jesus
 Prevailed serenity torments consume
    Like a flower’s bloom elegant and gracious

         Melting like butter the hardened hearts
        Soothing like balm the anguish and pain
Healing the wounds of the suffering’s darts
Trickling like rain drops on a sun baked plain

Bestowing tranquillity and serenity to soul
   The onlooker’s hands busy in ceaseless applaud
         As on the Sitar his magic fingers roll 
But his life beleaguered and misfortune clawed

Would tomorrow's air be perfumed by his music?
Would his means promise togetherness of his body and soul?
Would anguished souls still crave for the balm of his lyric?
Or the hawks of society devour his art as a whole

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The Sea of Difference - 3

A Blue speck of determined insignificance faced the

Leviathan of Green. This Blue, a Universal Anomaly 

In its dimension of Emerald.

                                                                        - Turbulent Realization-

With passion engraved in his entity and Fire 

Captured behind his eyes, the Boy of Blue 

Strode forward once again, consumed by the Green.

                                                                        - Inevitable Conformity-

Deeper, and Deeper sank the strings into skin, 

Blood of the deepest blue poured into the vast

Body of Green. One By One the individual intricacies 

Of the Green twisted and Changed. A flurry of Liquid 

Colour Exploded, and calmed, settling into a 

Sea, a Sea of the Deepest,


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The Sea of Difference - 1

Within the quantums of refined grace lies the Blue Boy,

Holding his colour against an armoured sea of Green.

Nomadic and erratic he feels the walls for a hint of the familiar.

                                                        -His solace is withheld-  

Textures of Gold and Platinum surround his senses

But with deep aquatic the boy would stay. Promises us

He'll never fade, not at the beginning, not in the end.

                                                       - Compromising prospects-

Preventing his sanity from slipping in a sea of difference,

This Boy of Blue signs a contract with his soul intricately

And delicately planning the passive usurping of the Green

                                                        - Optimistic Intentions-

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Come and hear the song,
The song of the angels,
As the heavens open.
The split of the sky;
The cascading colors.
As the gates close,
Darkness falls over.
The darkness twinkles,
Twinkles with beautiful lights,
Now come hear the song,
The song of the night.
It sings out in a Capella voice.
Sway to the rhythm,
As you succumb to darkness.
The song plays on and on,
Until the morning fires blaze.

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Martyr for the Unorthodox word

If I had over 10,000 dreams You'd be the only thing my mind could see Judgment couldn't be real Succumbing to the fear of this cold life Find a way to break through The self-destruction of wordly delusions Don't tell me I've lived so long in a lovely illusion Break me down until we find a Nirvanic state Then bring me a savior from transgressions An atoning sacrifice Send down to me a messenger for me to submit to Bring me the truth to break through The delusion Bring me the messenger to explain it all And let me leave behind Sorrow's caressing the earth The caliphate stole my heart Without a will to fight But I have the Means to be free I'll try to go with the word I believe But so many stones to be thrown Stakes to burn, limbs to break Faces to hate, scorns to taste Will I have the will to die Despite all of the tears no one will cry Sorrow's caressing the earth The caliphate stole my heart Broke my will Safetefied my soul Martyr for the Unorthodox word Sorrow's caressing the earth The caliphate stole my heart Without a will to fight But I have the Means to be free I'll try to go with the word I believe But so many stones to be thrown Stakes to burn, limbs to break Faces to hate, scorns to taste Will I have the will to die Despite all of the tears no one will cry Sorrow's caressing the earth The caliphate stole my heart Broke my will Safetefied my soul Martyr for the Unorthodox word

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I need someplace better to go. 
Like a poverty-stricken township. 
In a city made of gold. 
Where people trust and love each other. 
Where I would loose control. 
And scream my happy heart out. 
Like fallen warriors of old. 

And I'm making my way to this place. 
I'll bide my time and set my pace. 
To loose this spoiled human race. 
And let my free heart roam. 

And I've seen someplace better to hold. 
Like an Amazon rain forest. 
In a land that unfolds. 
And shows its povertized people. 
With hearts made of gold. 
Like people of few having a lot and most nothing. 
Not people like you smoking rock and still huffing. 
If it only meant something. 

I'm making my way to this place. 
To find a sign and then embrace. 
All the people there. 
Who call this space their own. 

So music makes your soul rollover. 
And it's something you can share. 
With a world that ran out of luck. 
Or that girl that doesn't care. 
Like a feeling locked inside a page. 
Of love, or life, or even rage. 
This music is despair. 

And I'm making my way to this place. 
Of waterfalls and open space. 
And leaving here without a trace. 
To help these people home. 

And Now I'll cry and release my soul. 
Over a glass of wine. 
For this music man who's simply slowly dyin’. 
And this man of rhytmatic drums. 
Lay in bed and slowly hums. 
A song of simple glowing suns. 
That draws him into them. 

I'm making my way to this place. 
Entering my saving grace. 
A simple sacred holy place. 
And die inside my home.

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Sweet Harmony of Souls

Jesus plays the music…
He has given us… each a key…
To play… everlasting music
In sweet harmony…

Each key opens… the heart
Rings… a tune of a melody…
Rhythm of Gods’ Souls 
In sweet harmony… 

You have a chance.. 
To play your tune…
Don’t delay… play your key..
Before the music goes away….

Jesus holds the Keys to people’s hearts…
Musical tunes… is Believer Souls  
Playing… together
In Sweet Harmony… 

 ~Jesus Holds the keys… You have a chance… play your Tune~
~Come to Jesus… ask Him into your heart~ Join Souls In Sweet Harmony 
~Before the Rapture takes place…-in Music is gone… 

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True Loves First Kiss---Beholding Treasures in Midst

Precious Angel... 
as you are... 
moments in life with you... 
tis an Honor... 
to behold your Loving Treasures... 
tis as you've given unto me... 
such tender-loving kiss's... 
that sweep gently.. 
caressing my cheek.. 
expressing emotions 
tis within your heart.. 
softly whispering.. 
sweet-treasures of love... 
beholding unto my heart.. 
tis as deeepens my love for you... 
beyond measure.. 
gracefully given.. 
back unto sweet-treasures.. 
my love to you  
Precious heart... tis be.. 
as you enter the room... 
as I see... most handsomest man... 
a True Treasures tis be... 
as you come asking me for my hand to dance...  
as I say unto thee.. 
Softly.. Yes... 
as you gently take my hand... 
and we slowly move towards the ballroom floor... 
then you turn unto me... gazing.. lovingly into my eyes.. 
As I into yours.. 
As you bring me closer unto your heart.. 
Embracing.. Treasures of love...
~as we sway.. to the music.. 
each other close.. 
as warmth of your loving heart..  
tis next to mine.. 
our hearts beating closely.. 
as our love intertwines.. 
tis as you sweetly whisper..  
within my ear... ...  
~as your true colors extend out 
such Radiant light.. 
tis beholds love.. 
at first glance... 
ever so handsome.. 
beautiful treasure... 
as music plays.. 
"You are More"... 
our Treasures in light.. 
beholding each other tight.. 
as Love entwines.. our hearts... 
here on line.. 
only if.. tis could be... 
Treasures of our hearts of Truth... 
manifest more in reality... 
then expressions of deep love within.. each other.. 
time... to begin.. another dance.. 
of sweetness.. 
our Love bearing truth..  
~as tis be a token of Love... 
as Roses are Red... 
tis your beautiful beyond..  ... 
any words said..  
sweetness of love in air... 
as the music plays... 
as our hearts beat as one... 
given in love.. 
all tis under our heavenly Father's son.. 
as moments of bliss... 
tis taken with True-loves first kiss...   
beholding Treasures in Midst

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The Sea of Difference - 2

Rich in talent and perpetuated by a secret desire for 

Anarchy, the Blue Boy dug his skin into string, 

Ever watchful of the endless sea of green, that had

Consumed him for so long.

                                                               - Setentia Exuro-

The skin grew hard, his Colour hinted a Deeper Blue.

Those sinners to his cause, hung above him in a cloud

Of Red Malevolence. Never faltering, Never wincing,

His blood trickled into the Green mist.

                                                               - Sparks of Blue-

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The King Of Pop

from his abc's
to that freaky billy jean

came a pop star 
for all to love and see

from the apollo's stage
wondered if you were ready for screaming rage

for you never had a childhood of bliss
only done what was on joseph's list

a studded white glove 
and white socks just because

a star on the hollywood walk of fame
for you sang and danced showing no shame

scandals of twisted truth
did not detour you from your missing youth

neverland was your own safari escape
who would figure your best friend would be a chimp of faith

michael may god cradle you in his arms
and basked in your king of pops worldly charm

will forever miss that porcelain smile
and always think of you on my radio dial

for now your at your heavens trial
may god forgive this lost and lonely child

In Loving Memory Of
Michael Joseph Jackson
Aug 29th 1958 - June 25th 2009


Details | I do not know? | |

Romance takes place Between two

As lights turned down low..
Dimmed within the room
Music flows
Gentle man
In his blue Tuxedo
He looks and sees..
Across the room
Then he approaches
Comes towards her
Bends forward
As he bows

As she gracefully sits 
In her evening gown
Soft beautiful light silver in-color
Laced with sparkling lights within her dress
She gazes up at him
Then she smiles

As he reaches for her hand
He gazes upon her beauty once again
Both intertwine their hands engage
As Music softly plays

He gently helps her 
To Graceful stand
Intertwining each other’s hands
As she looks into his eyes
He looks into hers

Gazing within love 
Smiling ever so sweet
Moments reach.. By moments
As they slowly make their way
Across unto the center of the Ballroom 

Then his arm 
Gently wraps around her waist
And hers smoothly around his
They go out on the dance floor
Gently turning toward.. As they gazes within eyes
Desiring.. Each other through within maze
For all couples dance.. As the music plays

As then I see..
As he lowers his head
Gently together they embrace 
Such Love within their eyes
Glowing upon their face

God has Blessed this Love 
Romance between Two

As I sit in watch
Alone-- As within this World 
For I am Awaiting

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Symphony in the Desert

Ragged notes of unsung sorrow
stretch toward the heavens
in undefined

trails of symphony
aching for forgiveness
follow in pristine  pitch

night sky alive with 
unearthly splendor, eclipsing
moons, stars and planets
in its utter

A canon in perfect D
floods my heart
in answer

I return ragged notes
in gratitude.

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You play your music
And I sit and watch
You close your eyes feeling the magic within
I see it and caress it
It's touch it light 
And I know that you are happy 
I see the care and love inside your heart
And I see that you have also hurt
You finish your song
And a tear lands on my hand
A happy tear
A tear that has known pain
Yet now is not afraid to face it again
Your music has done this to me
And I thank you
You play again

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It captivates the soul
It keeps us in control
It helps to liberate 
Gives you peace and not hate
For without it you cannot live
Opens your heart to forget and forgive
It makes you cry
Gives you questions like why
So inspirational 
Very spiritual
A gift to life
Takes away pain and strife
It gives us freedom of creativity 
Always bringing people together as family 
A form of beautiful art 
It gives us that love spark
Makes it easy for us cope and have hope
It has rhythm and melody
Music is me and I’m its harmony

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Romance takes place Between two

As lights turned down low..
Dimmed within the room
Music flows
Gentle man
In his blue Tuxedo
He looks and sees..
Across the room
Then he approaches
Comes towards her
Bends forward
As he bows

As she gracefully sits 
In her evening gown
Soft beautiful light silver in-color
Laced with sparkling lights within her dress
She gazes up at him
Then she smiles

As he reaches for her hand
He gazes upon her beauty once again
Both intertwine their hands engage
As Music softly plays

He gently helps her 
To Graceful stand
Intertwining each other’s hands
As she looks into his eyes
He looks into hers

Gazing within love 
Smiling ever so sweet
Moments reach.. By moments
As they slowly make their way
Across unto the center of the Ballroom 

Then his arm 
Gently wraps around her waist
And hers smoothly around his
They go out on the dance floor
Gently turning toward.. As they gazes within eyes
Desiring.. Each other through within maze
For all couples dance.. As the music plays

As then I see..
As he lowers his head
Gently together they embrace 
Such Love within their eyes
Glowing upon their face

God has Blessed this Love 
Romance between Two
Within this world
For the Both of You

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Folk Song of India Farmer, Clouds, Rains and Trees

A Folk Song of India My Video Song is also on You Tube Background Note: Its a story of a worried Farmer as his fields were dry because of no rains & the season of planting Rice was passing fast. His eyes were full of tears while thinking, what he would eat & earn if he fails to plant the Rice saplings without good Rains in his fields. The song conveys feelings of an Indian farmer, who often face such situations due to lack of rains. Rains felt pity & flooded his fields or his love for Trees & Nature. Folk Song of India- Farmer, Clouds, Rains and Trees The Farmer was thinking, While sitting near his fields, How, he would plant, The saplings of Dhaan ( Rice). The clouds keep coming, But fly away and vanish soon, There are hardly few trees in the forest, Who can call and attract the clouds. To tell the clouds, The miseries of the farmer, As, clouds never overlook, The wishes of their beloved trees. But the trees could not convey and tell, The tortures and pains, they have suffered, One by one they have been cut and burned, By none other than their own nursing Man. Because of this only , The clouds often do not come, And run away without showering, When they see such humans. The Farmer was thinking, While sitting near his fields, How without rains he would plant, The saplings of Dhaan ( Rice). But that old farmer, Had planted many many trees, Thinking that the clouds, Came down on the ground. The eyes of the old farmer, Were wet and restless, Tears were appearing and were, Coming out, every now and then. The clouds hovering on the fields, Saw tears in his eyes, While wiping his tears, The clouds too began to weep. Then, it began to rain all over, And the fields got flooded soon, The old farmer raised his head, And saw towards the sky. After seeing all around, The fields flooded with water, The farmer with gratitude, Again & again touched the Rain clouds. Tears started flowing from his eyes, With happiness, And the clouds again showered more rains, To wipe the tears from the eyes of the old farmer. Then the time came to plant, The saplings of Dhaan (Rice), Without forests and their darling trees, Clouds hardly showers their love drops. The Farmer was thinking, While sitting near the fields, He would again plant, Many more and more tree this time. Kanpur India 24th July 2012center> Sub in Hon of LisaCooper for her Silver Tear contest

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The rythme progresses through me
Reaching to depths unknown
Leading me to another realm
Only I have ever gone

A place of solitude
Where I can be free
For my soul is the melody
To which I shall dance alone
And the beat is my life walk
Opening the walls that have never been shown

Oh how I love to sing
Especially when I hear that old familiar
That takes me back to the day
That I could just proceed along
No cares, no worries, just me and the world
Being free...... to my song

How many memories are wrapped up within tones
That have touched our lives 
How many people can we recall
With just one sharp# climb
Or with just one flat fall

The power of our melody is our own
No one can hum it 
No one can take it
Because our life walk is our song

We can take this empowerment as high as we want
Or we can take it to the lows
No matter how we play it 
It still grows

With each and every encounter
Down our blessed path
The music follows
With our every step

So embrace your sharps and flats
Knowing that it is helping you
Through this turbulent ride
Sing it loud and don't be ashamed
For your song knows you are doing your best

Don't let the bar line tell your ending 
Keep the melody flowing
Continue your lines without cares
And when your curtain rides low
And the rythmes come to a sway
Just look at the pages before
To where you started from
And to how you have become so much more today

Keep the music alive....even with a hummm

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Generic Minds

generic minds listen to generic music
have generic thoughts that are unknowingly abusive
watch generic things talk about generic things
gee this generic *****is spreading like a disease
better get your flu shot 
thats what they said to me
a suicidal vaccine 
a subliminal killing spree
its contagious and the outrageous
thing about it is that the people are blind in an eye
that they didn't even know they had
it's sickening to watch these clueless civilians 
inside the looking glass
with nightmares of being free
without a key to their mind
for it is trapped in the frequency
in the illusion of time
bathed in our universe
killing all that refuse to see
those that admit to hypocracy
or see the message in hip hop
how cant you see
the message in the lyrics that
bring adolescents to their knees
from bullet wounds conflicting their flesh
contradicting that they're the best
but the songs keep telling them that they dont need no rest
that they dont wanna go home
that they should ride alone
with the gat as their only companion
and so the only path they choose is the one that they're told
until they grow old and hope turns to a window pane
inside a window pane, until all they feel is pain
they realize that the music itself is ashamed
so whats to look up to
when you cant even speak when you cant even walk because you look so bleak
your eyes are sunken from the tv you're infested with the dee zees
now its too late to turn around and live for your conscious
so when youre screaming oh please
close your eyes and bring your mind to life
open your eyes for the first time
and never wonder why
since the answer this entire time
has been inside
and you better find it before you die
you dont want your soul to be in a pool with all the others
a buncha brothers missing their mothers
but only seeing strangers
only feeling the haters
wishing they would have used their minds when they had them
and now its too late,
now it's time for another new born fate to grab them

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Women's Traditional Dance—Oneida Nation

The sun receded quietly on a relaxing siesta, as 
Calm clouds of the mid-afternoon smiled henced,
The beat of the drums provideth dancing rhythm
As she moved in pure elegance with harmony, to
A style of danced buoyantly bouncing in melody.

Crafted beadworks accented her warmth charm,
Under her delicately brown-jeweled moccasins
The grass provideth such a natural cushion,
As Angular unique flexings of her gentle knees
Resonated like an eagle’s stealthy landing

Quietly in its nests with an eye on a nice prize.
She tingled as the sound of bells jingled
Sending pure melodic rhythm to ears—many!
Whilst she turned in an elegantly slow motion
Fringes from her shawl swayed air of warmth.

The balls of her feet moved in slight degrees as
Her heels touched Mother Earth softly in harmony,
She smiled as the judges watched intently. Like
A graceful dove she floated with precision—uniquely!
Her buckskin regalia trimmings—so singed softly!

As she danced in the sunset evening's twilight;
She created an energetic circle of life’s fire
Yet, never raised her ceremonial feathered fan,
Whilst in clear focus emerged from the dance
Regal styles of proud cultural Native heritage 

A contrastingly exquisite fine female figure 
Arousing sights in the soft evening’s twilight,
Dispelling the uncertainly to even look twice,
Elegantly noble and much marvelously nice:
She was naturally—First Woman!


Written During Oneida Nation Annual 2010
Independence Weekend Pow-wow Celebration
Host Drummers – Bear Creek
Oneida, Wisconsin, Bordering Green Bay


Won Honorable Mentioned Prize
Images Contest
Sponsored by Frank Herrera


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Unite Blue

Verse 1

I’ve had this dream now for a while,
But the real world’s where I choose to stay,
The time is now for standing up,
To reach out for that brighter day.


Unite to lend a hand to those who are in need,
Unite against them, whose souls are consumed by greed,
Unite and lend a hand, and we can change the world,
We’re the ones we’ve been waiting for.

Verse 2

Walking past two souls holding hands,
I see that it’s true love conquers all,
A dreamland where we all sing and dance,
And hands to catch us should we fall.



United, it’s in our hands,
United, it’s how we stand,
United, across all lands.
Empathy, we understand,
Together, it’s how we stand,
Unite with one voice, One Hand.

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This Aint Real

Your face, 
Made a fake smile, (you said)
I love you,
I need you,
I want you just for a while,
You told me,
That I made you smile,
All the things you said to me,
Are just words now,
How can we love,
When you love me for yourself,
(This Aint Love)

Chorus: 2x
What are we doin,
If this love ain't real,
What is this feeling,
That I feel,

I'm broken in emotion,
I'm broken in love, (you said)
I need you,
I want you
You're the only one,
I'm thinkin of, (so tell me)
How can we love, 
When there's always someone else,
(This Aint Love)

Chorus 2x
How can we love,
When there's always someone else,
How can we make up,
When you only love me for yourself,

verse #3:
You got me imprisoned, 
Inside your heart,
When kissed
I felt, Like we,
Would never be apart,
chorus 2x


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A Prayer to Clouds for all My Friends

A Prayer for all my friends in America and all over the World This Prayer Poem is for all my friends of America and for all those anywhere in the world who are waiting for Rains.
I have made this Prayer Poem on My Photo Poem and this can be seen in My Photo page on World Art Foundation This Prayer Poem actually supports my Folk Song ‘Folk Song of India -Farmer, Clouds, Rains and Trees’ placed on You Tube It may be a co incident but ever since I composed and placed the above Song on You Tube the drought like conditions improved in many parts of India drastically. A Prayer to Clouds for all My Friends O Clouds full of Rains Please go to my friend's place Where ever you see the land is dry And all the fields and trees Are waiting for your showers To get wet and to kiss Your ever refreshing Rains. You bless them With your nectar like Rains So their fields too May yield grains And their forests may be blessed With your love drops To again enfold you In their sweet and loving embrace.
O Clouds full of Rains Please go to my friend's place And give them The blessings of Your Beautiful immortal Rains. Ravindra Kanpur India 15th Aug. 2012
NOTE: Draught like conditions (not very acute almost 50% less Rains this year) prevailed in India in July, but after July last it improved in August and even some parts experienced excessive Rains till 27th August. I had composed a Song around 20th July for the Indian farmers as a Folk Song and have placed it in Poetry Soup on 24th July 2012 and on my Music Channel “RavindraKK1” on You Tube as a Folk Song of India. The Song explains the reasons of fewer Rains in the simple language of a farmer telling the story of Farmer, Clouds, Trees and Rains as a Folk Song of India. Ravindra 27th Aug. 2012

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My Spanish Guitar

Oh My Spanish Guitar  
Let me forget all my pain
Let me listen to your meldoy 
Day or night I wouldn't complain

Let me follow your rhyme
Smile with my closed eyes
Let me dance even if it rains
My feelings with your music always rise

Oh My Spanish Guitar
My fingers wants to feel you so bad
My eyes want to fall a sleep
Just by holding you in my hand

Let me gently attack your frets
With tendency let me play with your chords
Let the string buzz like a happy bee
Let the heart feel the fretboard

Oh My Spanish Guitar
you decide what you want to do
I could die and you are in my arms tonight
I could chill till life time with you

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When One Sing a Song or Dance

When One Sing a Song or Dance

When one sing a Song, play a Music or Dance, or
Make a painting on a Canvas or sculpture on a rock, 
A Poem on the walls of its mind and heart,
Your soul blooms in the ecstasy of divine Music, 
Your heart feels to spread its wings,  beyond every wall.

Like the Dancing Peacock in full swings and thrills,
You began to feel like dancing, on the rhythms of your heart.

One must give a chance to its heart and soul,
To enjoy the blessings of Musical lore’s, 
The creations of an artist, or a Musician, who writes,
On the sands of time or on the walls of everyone’s heart.

As these would always remain, 
Your creations beyond time and stars and 
May always shine, like the most precious and rare gifts after God. 

Listen the Music hidden in the steps of a dance, or
Feel the brush making a painting, on your mind and heart, or 
Feel the strings of Music, making your soul to thrill and dance.

Feel these divine beauties or else, one day,
You may find, your talents were nipped in the buds,
By your own stubborn mind or heart.

Kanpur India 24th Jan. 2011

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A World Without Music

A world without music, is a life without inspiration,
music itself is inspired by every nation.
No jazz, no soul, no rock, I'd probably die,
no tunes in my ear when I travel and fly.

No sound when I drive, no euphony in quiet times,
nothing to hum or sing, no melodies of delicate chimes.
Why breakdance when there's no hip hop around,
why adidas, why freestyle, they'll be no radios about.

No music, no music, I cannot imagine -
A world without music will bring nothing but sadness -

A world without music, is a concert without felicity,
if I didn't exist, would music be missing me?
No African chants that touch my soul once heard,
no mezmorizing songs from those Kingfisher birds.

No Elvis, no Prince, no Chaka Khan or Sting,
no Miles Davis or Madonna, Tupac or Alicia Keys.
What would you dance to? There's no such thing as rhythm,
You'd be moving and moving, but with no music in it.

No music, no music, I cannot imagine -
A world without music will bring nothing but sadness -

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My eyes are dazzled at the sight of you,
Extremely chic, your sparkles they just grew.
Your penguin costumes always sat just right,
With candelabra burning there so bright.

Yours eyes they glittered as if they just knew,
The secret to life was you, being you.
Your smile was a magical starlit gaze,
When you came out, we were all in a daze.

That you were eccentric, no one would doubt,
The crowds would go crazy, when you came out.
Walk to your piano, sit there so tall,
Fingers would move, and captivate us all.

Rings filled with diamonds slid over keys,
Magical misfit, our senses appeased.

Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 
Mystic Roses Contest: Eccentricize my Eyes 

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Beethoven Opus 133---poetically

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION

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Waiting for new leaves

Waiting for New Leaves

I am a red flower tree,
I am waiting for my new long thin leaves,

I am waiting for my leaves,
Like a new beginning for another Spring,

The clouds are trying to console me,
The wind too is trying to soothe me, 
By its cool and refreshing blowing,
The tiny black bird, 
Will come soon again 
To swing and feast,
My red flower's sweet,
Which she eats while singing
And swinging on my trees..

The cycle of life,
Keep running like this.
Seasons come and seasons go,
They leave their impressions, 
On the sands and sky of time.

The only thing which never fails to persist,
Is the change of things and change of time,
Which always turns,
Sooner or later and never fails.

So wait for your turn of good days, 
It would come soon with my new leaves, 
And your hopes and dreams would revive,
To brighten your life,
With love, joy and music.

Kanpur India 7th Aug. 2012

This Poem was originally written by me on 17th May 2010
on the Photo of Red Flower Leaves as my Photo Poem.

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Home of the Slaves

Land of the free
Home of the slaves
The blood, sweat and tears of my ancestors resonate
Amongst the soil where they were slain
I’m hearing their struggle
I’m feeling their pain
I can’t imagine being forced to part from my family
All for massa’s gain
So I pay homage to those who promoted change

People like every slave who tried to escape
Nat Turner, Ms Carlotta, Harriet Tubman
And the safe houses who were in accord
And peg leg Joe with his song
Follow the drinking gourd.

People like, the disregarded - those thrown overboard
And who was dismissed and defamed
The ones who were stripped of their soul, their pride, their names

The list could go on  
The full will never be told
So I pay homage to others who were bold
Like John Brown, The Freedom Riders, Sojourner Truth
Ida B Wells, Phyllis Wheatley, Maya Angelou, 
Langston Hughes and Charles Drew

George Washington Carver, Ruby Bridges
Booker T Washington and Mary McCleod Bethune
Charles Houston, Ralph Bunche, Fredrick Douglass
WEB Dubois, Paul Robeson, Ralph Abernathy
Benjamin Banneker, Marcus Garvey and Crispus Attucks
Who’s death by the way
Symbolized the American lie
You cant declare the rights of all men
While the people of African decent rights get denied
But still we rise

Thanks to Dr Martin Luther King, Malcolm X, 
The Black Panthers, the Buffalo Soldiers and Tuskegee Airmen
None who were showed any love
Yeah it’s an uphill battle, 
But obviously greatness can be done.

We can rise above this stigma 
That blacks are lazy and daunting
That our worth is null and void 
And in essence minus nothing
And of all the names mentioned 
And the greatness of their successes
No one has been able to erase the evil transgressions of a racist mind
And once you have experienced just a taste of it
It changes your perception of time
The oppression beats like the drum on the chariot
Of when it was finally time to escape to freedom
It's mine

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Rains Magic

Rains Magic

Please see the Photo on following URL of World Art Foundation

The dark clouds were hovering, Indicating the Rains would shower, And I was thrilled by the Magic of Nature, My soul too was in dance, In tune with the Nature. Ravindra Kanpupr India 27th July 2012
Submitted in honor of Carol Brown's 'Raindrops Falling' contest

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The Monster Mash

<                              dancing to the hit song monster mash
                                frankenstein and werewolf got real smashed
                                took the witches culdeen
                                and boiled up mummys spleen
                                Quasimodo joined in on the bash

                                witches brew of brains spleens gizzards hearts
                                illuminates party from it's start
                                Dracula and zombies
                                lurking for free bodies
                                poor old frankie's wife just fell apart 

                               the bewitching dance came to its end
                               when bats flew in frenzy around den 
                               on this all hallows eve
                               trickery was up sleeve
                               sent my 3 black cats in to defend

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My Song

I play a song from in my heart It hums, I strum it every night The notes that float from in my soul Had once been much too sad to write Once I searched inside myself And found the song I proudly play My teardrops dried upon my face And all my sorrow washed away Happiness grew from my roots And my branches reached out to the sky The agony melted away As I watched the sadness pass me by I play this song from in my soul And let it mend my broken heart I feel my being start to fade As God calls my soul to part

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A Song She Might Have Sung

Please, turn the music down And keep your voices low; There’s a new song I’m hearing now In a voice that’s soft and clear: It’s the One who’s always been with me . . . He’s walking closer now. I’ve lost all things I’ve ever owned: I cannot bring Him gifts Or sing His praises now. I have no strength to do great deeds: I stand before Him . . . empty. What does a Savior, such as mine, Need of earthly things? The whole wide universe is His. Or what great deeds Or songs from me Compare to those the angels sing? So, like a child, I lift my emptiness And bring Him only praise. I lift my soul, and wait For Him to cradle me In His eternal, loving arms. Shhhh . . . hush your voices; Keep the music down. The One who’s always been with me Is walking closer now.
(For Jan, with the beautiful singing voice, who died of ALS at an early age.)

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4:20, Four- Twenty, The Earth Day Birthday

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION

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Sexy Curves

In a dark room music plays with a slow beat,
the neon lights make you white panties and bra look like a street. 
You move your body slowly and so sexy to the music,
while i look at you threw the darkness of the room set.

A big silver gun on my hip and a mountain of coke on the table,
and nothing can distract me from the beauty i see dancing so stable. 
Your every move hypnotizes me,
I think I am going blind cause i am beginning not to see. 

I look at your hair how it waves there so perfectly,
your legs move just like i want them to, so delicately.
You touch your breasts and you hold your but,
you give me that look in your eyes like your not wanting to stop. 

You unbutton your bra and cover your breasts with your palms,
the music dies down a  little and calms. 
You walk up to me and than music begins to play,
that's when you start moving your body on top of me and asking me to stay.

You kiss my ear and rub my legs,
your breast rub against my inner pains.
You feel me harder than a rock,
than you decide to grind my cock. 

Your body moves so sexy and slowly to the music that i played,
my body is shaking from all the excitement that is payed. 
You go in for the big finish, and i tell you to get back up,
cause a lady like you should do all that kind of crap. 

Be with me, be with a BOSS,
Who cares if the people i killed ever took a loss. 

Dedicated to all the woman of the world. 
PS: You are not trash, you are not ......... you are precious jewels. Stay that way ladies. I love you all. 


Details | Dodoitsu | |

The Sound of Rain

Under the cover of light or darkness
music plays of the purest
of sounds.
Each note is different as it
forms within the air.
The music is created by something
that is mostly detested for its
ability to strike at the most
inconvenient moments; it is
the sound of rain.
It hits the dry ground, splashing
into embryo puddles, separating in
to spheres of droplets of the clearest
Each sphere is like a diamond,
under rays of sun it creates
immense rings of colour, halved
by the sounding landscape thus
rainbows are born.
Rain is one face of nature that
is almost frowned upon but still
it persists regardless.
The sound it creates is one
to be listened to for it
percolates peace through every
The sound of music for its
ability to create calm is one
that seems to have been made
into a rare gemstone; it has
to be found to be treasured.
Rain might be frowned upon
but it is the source of all
life on Earth; we were all
born from water.

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Young Fool -To my Father


Weren’t you the silly and stubborn young man who came to the land of the Free
and home of the Brave to work for free, starve and get no sleep? How dare you change 
paradise for this?

Once the night fell you got on a tiny boat with a thousand others breaking your mother’s 
heart and making the toughest man on earth cry, your father.

Oh you silly young man... smart, handsome, talented, and humble of only 23 decided to 
risk it all. You had it better than most back home, yet you needed more. You needed to 
set foot on the land of “Once upon a time.”

Days went by, weeks and maybe months, desperation came closer and the toughest 
broke down, the braves returned back home to make it there as if it was meant to be like 
that and the fool like you continued. Even though everything seemed to be endless, you, 
I guess, you trusted God or were too blind folded by your desires that you didn’t back up.

Tierra! (Land!) Was screamed in desperation as a sign of relieve. Tierra! Columbus and his 
men would’ve been ashamed of their cry announcing that they had reached land if they 
would’ve heard you and your companions.

OH, you silly old man, still don’t own a home. Yet, feel that you have accomplished all. 
Like a sleepy baby you got through the days. You made it through with hands that had a 
mind of their own, fixing things, painting, and doing things that still amaze us all.

But you, you didn’t come here for the home, the car of the year, or the Bling Bling but for 
the future of two little girls. Foolishness, ignorance and desire taught you to be the best 
man to walk the surface of the earth, to be tough, to be brave like a soldier and to stay 
humble all the way!

I love you Dad.

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Where lies the future of music

A question was asked to me by a Yahoo Music lover, ‘where lies the future of music?’
My answer is here in the form a Poem.

Where lies the future of music?

The future of Music lies in the mind and heart of the people of this earth,

The future of Music lies in the mind and heart of the people of this earth,
So long as the Nature is there with all its beauty and charms, and
Love exists with all its loveliness of youth, joys and warmth’s, and
The longings of heart and cries for love are there and 
The agonies of life and pains capture everyone.

So long as there are chattering of birds and singing of Koyal,*and
The sound of music flows in every particle of nature,
Music will continue to enchant everyone and 
It would flourish to exist on earth forever.

So long as, we can hear the laughing of a child and 
A mother sings a lullaby for its hearts dearest smile, and 
So long as Poetry and Love would flow in our heart and soul,
Music will continue to exist in many forms and shapes,
Irrespective of languages, regions, places, instruments and songs.

However only that Music will exist, 
Which would touch and move the heart and soul of its listeners, and
Of those who cannot live without Music anymore.

In what shape it would bloom in future?
Would be decided by the new crop of listeners,
It may leave its old appearances to take a rebirth,
Like a the human soul, which is permanent and only,
Keep changing the body, as we change our old clothes,
And wears a new, when the old one is torn and exhausted.

Change and the Music are the only things permanent in this universe,
Having God's blessing the Music would exists always,
But it would keep changing
Its instruments, voices, melodies and effects.

New songs would come and new poets and singers would allure our hearts
New instruments would replace the melodies, 
Which charms to day and rule our body mind and hearts.

The only thing which is certain and permanent forever and for ever
The Music will continue to exist, until the end of civilization and earth.

Kanpur India  8th Oct 2010
*Koyal A melody singing bird of India like a nightingale

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The Woman In White

It was a cold and rainy night.
The stars were shining bright.
It seemed as if the world was at a pause and not a person was in sight.
I sat quietly in my car, 
the sound of music I heard blasting from a far.
I opened my door,
stepped out slowly and looked around.
Now suddenly the music stopped,
not a word is heard, not even a sound.
I turned my head, looked over my shoulder,
I saw a woman running.
She was wearing a white gown.
I couldn't help but wonder why this woman running
flaunted such a frown.
I followed her footsteps,
I listened for the sound.
Running through the darkness,
one question came to mind,
Who would leave this woman?
Who would be so heartless?
How can someone leave her when she is so obviously distraught?
Abruptly a sound was heard.
I came to a stop.
I listened closely.
It was a gunshot.
Now fearful I stood.
I began to run as fast as I could.
I ran so fast, I could hear my heart beating.
I came upon my car and noticed a woman bleeding.
She was gasping for air.
Someone had shot her and left her to die there.
It was as if they didn't even care.
She reached for my hand,
whispered softly to me
"never trust a man"
At that moment her hand dropped.
I knew her heart had stopped.
I looked at her white gown now dripping red.
I I cried to myself and pondered what she had said.
This could be me.
I could be lying here dead.
I will remember her words always.
They will haunt me for the rest of my days.
This moment I will never forget.
No man should ever be such a threat.

This was the day my life would change.
From this day on I would never be the same.
The lesson I learned here,
never have such fear.
Fear that will keep me from being free.
I learned that I can be happy just being me.

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By: IzaDonna

You were such a young boy
With a tragic past
I know it still haunts you
Feeling like the pain will always last
Just remember, Just remember
I'm here for you
Keep your strength up
And always stay true

So make me a promise
A promise that you'll keep
Better your life
Before your into deep
I'll stick with you
Even when I'm gone
Watching from heaven
As you carry on
That's my promise

I know its a struggle
Fighting the demons of your past
Don't worry brother
I'll pick u up when ur falling fast
And always in my eyes
No matter what you do
I'll always have you back
No matter the decision you choose


So when you feel
Like you wanna give in
Keep your head up
Remember where u've been
Find your inner strength
And moving toward
What you wanna achieve
Always push forward

Chorus X2

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Words Are Like Music

                                  Music are like words to me..
                                   I let it engulf my thoughts
                                   Sometimes I release them
                                   Hilarious moments of joy
                                Streams out with loving touches

                                   Occationally I`ll do it solitary
                             Or share the written page with you
                                     Lonely..but never alone
                                I toss it out,casual inspiration
                               Fill the pen with that magic love
                          Shaped into something I want to share

                                   Words are like music to me
                    My thoughts,let them engulf my unwritten melody
                   It is invitable that it sometimes crash..or fades out
                          Cracks up like something never desired
                       Its how it feels when it tumbles down on me

                That feeling of reaching nirvana,when it all comes back to me
                     Gods gift to the musician,the block gets freed again
              Inspirational avalanche..snowball effect,it gets bigger by the roll
                I still hear the voice of my grumpy ol`music teacher saying:
                    "Boy,you don`have a clue about music,do ya`?!?
                        Well later my own left handed way
                It took me less than half a year to learn the guitars` code
             Ever since then,music has been my always faithful companion

March 6th 2012

Inspired by MJF`s contest.."Im more than You thought..".Unfortunately,I think I blew the number of lines allowed:-) duh.! Thought I`ld just post it anyway.It goes with the story to this write..stubborn as I am,and since "giving up" does not excist in my vocabulary..I`ve pretty much addjusted myself to do things with my right hand..:-) Nowadays,one of very few things I still can not do with my right hand is..yes,writing! I belive,being lefthanded today,is a lot easier than back in my schooldays.

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A New Year

Ring in the New Year,
with a joyful song of love.
Pray for the New Year,
to the awesome God above.

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Look at them, all lonely people
Soaking your words in churned ripple
For in dreams are born, a spiked fire;
Twisting on strings plucked by your pyre
And lines croon, rising breath’s whistle.

Spilled notes creep and rouse life’s riddle
Let it be, verse gropes in vigil
Guitars strumming peace on live wire,
Look at them.

To us you say, make life trickle
Your hands moan for visions fickle;
Telling the world love’s not for hire.
As fused pair, melodies conspire
To ignite true bliss’ desire,
Look at them.

*Rondeau form

*Lennon-Mc Cartney Tandem
*Thanks to my uncles for their Beatles passion


Contest by Michael Falotico:
What Songwriter or Writers Inspire You
5 July 2012

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The Music In Me

I have a peaceful easy feeling
As I sit and write this poem
Comprising 5 old songs
Which remind me of my home

They show me the importance
They teach me with such grace
To get up every morning 
With a smile on your face

My youth was filled with ballads
Verses I could trust
And we all know what memories bring...
They bring dia-monds and rust

Songs taught me that my friends were
The wind beneath my wings
To treasure and embrace  them
To value what life brings

There's a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in
For me, 'bout sums it up
The hope one feels within

Sometimes a simple sound
Or smell can be so strong
It carries me back light years
To one specific song

And in that song I bask
I know  what each line means
Transcended to the past
Dressed in my tie-dyed jeans.

Eagles            – Peaceful Easy Feeling
Carol King    -  Beautiful
Joan Baez      - Diamonds and Rust
Bette Midler  - Wind Beneath My Wings
Leonard Cohen - Anthemn

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Dedicated To... (Rap Verse)

This is dedicated to
the uneducated who,
segregate from the greats
the hate gave integration to,
though the paved the way for you,
you just simulate the flu,
infected with cold hearts
like inflammation made it through,

So take a second to converse,
listen to me, then speak,
just make sure you think first,
about the thirst, of the dream,
had by Dr. King, which would
hurt beyond the seams, if he 
witnessed everything,
The Scenes!

How we're treating one another,
Educated versus thugs, like
we are not brothers, What's the
point to jump from slavery to 
having white lovers, if less racism 
means the blacks hate each other?
My Brothers! I have no intent on
hating you, I just hope you make it
through. So this is Dedicated To

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Johnny Come Blow Your Horn

pillar of trumpets
are no match in a garden
for the hummingbird

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Rainbow Bright Rainbow Light

Red, yellow blue, green,
colorful musical scene.
Rainbow through sunbeam.

Red, yellow, blue, white,
rainbow arched in beauty bright.
Harmony just right.

Blended colors flow.
Rainbow harmonies echo.
God's beauties bestow.

For Carol Brown's "Rainbow" contest.

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Right Now

In the exact moment that I am right now
I stand in a sea of vulnerability;
susceptible to the effects of causes around me
and since I am fully aware, 
I own my surroundings
I am one with sounds and vibrations
resonating from the earth;
I am that pulse of the drum beat 
thats been thrashing 
inside me since birth

Right now, I am exactly as I am
deeply flawed and misjudged
used, victimized and persecuted
Right now I am you in the absolute

Right now, I am exactly as I am
balanced, whole and complete
attracting abundance and certainty  
Right now I am peace - still you
Right now, I am exactly as I am

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Be Still

And the westerly wind,
Will blow a sea of waving grass
And the sea's fine mist 
Will breathe drops like dew
And the sinking suns
Will cloak the sky's horizon
And the moons of Autumn
Will beckon the golden fertililty of the harvest
And the violet tinged edge of night
Will cry for the white bursting of the stars
And the carved thrust of the mountain range
Will challenge the forever yielding blue
And the hovering tunes of the dawn's awakening
Will mimic the lullaby of my dreams

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Every beat is benevolent,
Rushes through the blood stream with liberation
That contributes to a congenial elation.

Details | Couplet | |

In Ballerina Stance

Amidst a cacophony of sounds, discordant they're not Through progressive ears we're internally sought We, well we await, we await black drapes Lights are our signal, to enjoy their create Strobes through mists, signal our time Silhouetted shadows appear, it's now just after nine In Ballerina stance, proud like she poses Arms outstretched like petals of roses She, Kim, of Touchstone effect Through their music her voice, such melodic select Prelude now generates as we await corded streams Receivers we are, appreciating their musical dreams Spotlights in sporodic dance, like silent sirens in the dark In seconds they soon touch, we the Blacktide no longer stark On this night in concert, we became one and all Strobe lights show their appreciation, bowing when shadows fall

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My City's Rebirth

Ridiculous. Never have you met a brother to ever have explosiveness. Like a pyrotechnic you know that I will stay blowin' this. Beat up till'  I wake the streets up. Because Gary, Indiana needs a spiritual re-up. My city is sobbing and it's looking for some perfection. because it's spirit has left it's body. Call it astral projection. This is how Gary raps. The best thing since Mike Jack. And it can't get no better than that. 

And so begins my city's rebirth. The Midwest the quickest rappers ever seen on this green earth. Too rappers try to race us, they need to reverse. Because too many lyrics coming at you upon this mean verse. The G is the city that not a single soul has tested. If they try us then they will see that we can never be bested. So many people hurt. Twice as many arrested. Our natives don't really care. they're born and raised to be reckless.

The rip and the wreckage that you're seeing on every block. And the cops acting hot when they try to run in your spot. Addicts on the corner are always looking for rocks. And these prostitutes are sexing and sucking on every cock. So many have tried but have never made it to fame. Because they're looking at Gary like a sack of some sour lames. So riches is something that we really couldn't attain. That is until today, because I'm on a whole nother plain.

To be glyph here are stories that go with bringing Gary back to it's former glory. If you're squeamish then cut it off. To be honest this is gory. How I'm gonna chop this beat and cook it like tenderloin. Maybe a ghost town but will never diminish. We're bucked up now. It's a fight to the finish. And that's for anybody trying to snuff my city's rebirth. Off the dome sophistication. No, my lines aren't rehearsed. It's Intel.

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The Gift of Sound

The Gift of Sound.

In our little house stands an upright piano
Tuned by a blind man blessed by the gift of sound. 

My son sat one day playing a masterpiece 
Wrote long ago by a man who couldn’t hear.

Listening to the music it took my mind away to
Afar magical places no luggage and no cases.
My mind kept jumping between different scenes
Fields of colored flowers the loveliest it can be.

Shadows of far mountains colors in different hues
A pied piper sat under a tree playing his favorite tune.

Sheep gathered together chased by a cleverly dog
Taught by nature no cane and no flog.

Oh… the gift of sound.

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Broken Wind Chimes

Dangling from the tree I can see,
Broken wind chimes that still sing.
They just hang on by a split string.
Sending a harmony of tunes to thee.
Their tones and vibrations are a bit broken for me.
I listen and I ponder for what tunes they can bring.
From the tree they will sway when they can swing.
Bits and pieces are released through the air and flee.
Caught in the wind is it’s vibrations.
Carrying signals of great magnitude.
Funneling clouds into new creations.
Bringing air into a brand new mood.
Broken wind chimes can still sing a song,
But their messages are scattered all along.
© Copyright: Ann Rich 2007

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Eternal Love

MY PHOTO POEM To view the Photo Poem pleae visit World Art Foundation or use following URL In the season of Vasant (Spring) We bloom to fill every heart Not only with our smiles But with the smiles of the eternal Love. Ravindra Kanpur India 21st Feb 2012 Explainations: Vasant or Vasant Ritu ( Season) is the Sanskrit or Hindi word meaning spring Or the season of the festival of joys and pleasures, When the heart began to feel afresh Like the newly bloomed bud and swings in the air With the wind flowing filled with the aching for love.

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At eases rest, he sits waiting,
The guitarist.
Withered arthritic hands,
Shake now.
His study gaze strains,
To read the noted page.
Thoughts drifting, pondering,
A gentler pace.
Reflections pause, amongst, 
Remembrance still waters.
Life's forgotten rambler, 
Traveling along destiny’s,
Long lost highways.
Castaways absent player, 
In limbos mindless game.
A migrant hobo, 
Leaving reality's seasonal,
Venues behind.
God's harvest lies beyond,
In glories golden fields.
No lyrics express liberation’s,
Abandonment, freedoms release,
From pains well worn shell.
Lifted above griefs, loving kindred,
Peal away regrets many veils,
Layer by layer exposing,
Destiny's beauty in misty hews. 
A new adventure begins,
On horizons, magnificent canvas,
Behold a grand expanse.
A spirit soars, following an
Everlasting light.
It is peace without expression, 
Mankind’s ultimate fulfillment,
And loves final achievement.
Celebrations joy receives salvation's, 
Lost lamb.
In hymens sacred choir he'll join in,
Playing God's gospel, angel's voices,
Are raised in praise.
Strumming at his best, 
Within divinities,
Heavenly band.
Sweet melodies song echoes, 
Beneath stars shinning light.
The music man smiles,
 I've finally come home at last.


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Song Within Me

Tell me, tell me is it true that a song lives deep within you
In your heart, your soul screaming to come out
Banging on the door, let me in, let me learn, let me love the
one who created all

I want to learn about my God
about his love for you 
his love for me
about his mercy and grace
I want to see his face on the day of days

oh, I know that it is  true
I know there's a song bagging to be free
living within me. 
I want to sing his praises  
I want to sing his name so all may know Jesus. God of Gods, King of Kings shine 
your love, your light, your grace upon me.

God the father, you sent only son to help us find way back to your loving grace 
How beautiful your way, guiding us taday 
Loving us the the way you do

Oh, how I long to know you, to see your holy face, your love and grace for the 
children you create how merciful your ways

Tell me, tell me is it true that a song lives deep within you
In your heart, your soul screaming to come out
Banging on the door, let me in, let me learn, let me love the
one who created all

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written 28th June 2013

Raised in a world, without 'any' morals
 lead me to a... lifetime of sorrows
Words 'within'.. Dolly's song's..
 was the 'only' reason... I took this challenge on
Refusing to have 'my' children.. raised that, same way
 I focused on 'this'... world, she sung about..
In singing Dolly's song's, it would see me 'begin' to pray
 the crossing over.... to 'this', world of happy day's
Was.. much harder.. than her song's, did ever say
 believing... 'only', on her words, during the hardest of time's...
I'd sing her song... till it would.. eventually.. give way
 but with 'Dolly', as my guide
I took it all.. in stride
 twenty-one years after... my first step, onto this walk
It 'is'.. the one thing, I did right, seeking out this... world in which she spoke
 'unknown' to Dolly, She alone... gave me strength
To leave.. a world, in which... I'd grown..
 'and' guide us, to this little town, we now call home
So "thank you" Dolly Parton, for letting.. 'your' lyric's be known...
 they alone, were the power in which... I 'finally' found our, loving home.

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Queen Esther The Song

(Esther 5: 2)

(Chorus:  Part 1)

Walk In Majesty
Walk In Grace
Walk With GOD
Shining On Your Face
And You Can Walk
Thru Any Place ...

Prepare Your Steps
To Bring GOD Praise
Keep Your Stride
A Steady Pace
Walk In GOD's Ways
Thru Every Space ...

(Chorus:  Part 2)

Walk Like Queen Esther
Brave & Beautiful
Walk Like Queen Esther
Divinely Dutiful

and Every Step You Take
Please Pray
and GOD Will Guard You
On The Way

... Walk Like Queen Esther ...

Walk Like Queen Esther
In Love & Trust
Walk Like Queen Esther
and Move On
If You Must ...

and Every Step You Take
Please Pray
and GOD Will Guide You
Through Always

and Walk Like Queen Esther
Walk Like Hadassah
Walk Like Queen Esther

(Main Song)

The King Held Out To Esther
The Golden Scepter
That Was In His Hand

She Was His Queen
The Woman Who Fulfilled His Dreams
One of The Most Beautiful In All His Lands

There Was No Hesitation
In His Heart's Designation
Towards This Woman Who Stood Royal & Serene

She Held His Affection
and Did Not Suffer Rejection
As She Humbly Walked In, As His Queen

But Oh, The Interplay
of Emotions That Day
Between This Woman & Her Loving Man

When The King Held Out To Esther
His Golden Scepter
... That Was In His Hand

* * * * * * * * * * * *

so Walk Like Queen Esther
Walk Like Hadassah
Walk Like Queen Esther

( Walk-On Hadassah - Walk-On ! )

             Written & Copyrighted ©:  9/17/2013 
              by:  MoonBee Canady

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Wisdom of Heights---Climb with Me

This morning
bells toll
a trumpet sounds
but refuses to blare
it just doesn't know 
how to harm
what it takes
to infect the living 

and sound
survive sadness
out last the past
bond brothers and sisters
of sky
and water
as it loses 
to a force

some days...

this morning
it wins
because the vibration knows god
and is ONE

and though human imperfections
sit in the shadows of it's path
perfections will
and forever will

so arrogant 
we choose to destroy 
but how can we concentrate 
on methods of malcontent
when god sits at our breakfast table?
as father urges child
"get up!"
"move on!"
"stand on two feet!"
"breath child!"

he tolls the bell
as we lay on deaf ears
he loosens ties with anger 
as the path warns and wears
driving this cosmic ship 
of no loses
only tiny
arrogant setbacks

and he smiles
for he knows
what we yet
have to find...
and all is well.

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No Air

A Girl and a boy both go to music school.
The boy and girl get an audition for a Record Label. 
The both go to the audition and both of them get the chance to go and record there own album. 
The audience loved them and all the judges voted for them both to win the audition. 
They both go back to there homes in the ghettos of Brooklyn New York City.  
The boy was warming up for the Record Label by singing. The girl was also doing the same. 
They both take off at the same time from there houses. 
They both get on the same train and ride together. 
They both see one another and walk up to each other and shaking hands and nodding at each other as a signal to sing in the train in front of everyone. 
The boy pulls out a stereo out of his back pack and turns a a song and they begone to sing while all the people on the train looking at them and smiling. even all the gansters and emo's were looking with an aww. 
The boy and girl got so into singing together on the train that they got really close and personal, making it look like they were singing to each other. 
They touched each other and almost looked like they were about to kiss. 
The train stopped and they both stopped singing to each other. 
They both got off without saying anything to each other and went there own way's. 
The boy met up with his boys and went to the ally to smoke some weed before the recording starts, and the girl went off with her girls to do a touch up on her nails. 
Again they start walking to the studio at the same exact time and showing up there at the same time. 
The girl gets to the booth first and than comes the boy right behind her. 
Than the boy says, "wait am i singing with her"? and the answer was "yes".
The girl was already in the singing booth and the boy and his friends came and started laughing at her in the booth. 
The boy got mad and went into the booth to show his boys that she is hella good at singing. 
The both stand right next to each other and being hearing a melody comes out from the song No Air, by Chris Brown and Jordan Sparks. 
The girl started singing first and the boy followed right after her. 
The boys friends had there jaws dropped by the amazing voice that they both make together. 
The DJ had a smile on his face and everyone was stunned by the way they sound together. 
They both got really into it and started do what they did in the train. 
By the end of the song people were crying of what beauty they just heard. 

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The Beat of the Beat

the beat rushes
rushes through
through my body

it has 

all mushed together
forms a catchy
maybe harmony.

it disguises the 
true feeling 

and only sometimes,
that feeling
is fully exposed;

you can understand 

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The Individualism of the Soul

I adore the individualism of the artistic soul
because if it is inspired
high levels of divine information can be reached
for example:
sometimes, when I am composing in Piano
I feel like I am communicating with God
or when I am writing Poetry perhaps

Whatever the case is,
the dualism of life is not just apparent
people devote themselves to mundane goals
to reaching the approval of others
when true art burns in the heart
when death comes and things and fame don't matter
have we found, who we really are?

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Play The Radio Get Up And Dance All Night Long Music Heals The Soul

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Soft Mornings

Soft mornings quiet reflections
Every stillness magnified
Moving in the preoccupied air
As branches liquid foliage
Melts into the breathless 
Tinted luminous hues
Mirroring the eternal stillness
In the distance, across the pond
Red roofs sit atop happy homes
The watching pond reflects features 
As gentle men from another time
Painting their solitary story
Silent images captured forever
Crisp mornings their wondrous moments
Purr as cats lying still                                                                                                 Even endless time is quiet
In the stillness trees speak                                                                                      Singing the silence of a new morn.

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Earth Angel

From the moment that I met you,
As I gazed upon your eyes,
I was overwhelmed with comfort,
As I began to realize,
That you are my soul mate,
You balance me out,
That you’re the yin to my yang,
In my mind there’s no doubt,
So I share with you this poem,
To express my emotions,
For you as a person,
They’re as deep as earths oceans,
An earth angel in spirit,
You're living in the light,
You give power unto others,
Through knowledgeable insight,
You’re a beautiful person,
Your hearts filled with love,
You’ve the mind of a goddess,
Intentions pure as doves,
Your figure is as gorgeous,
As the moon and the stars,
You motivate others,
To seek out whom they are,
Your aura shines vibrant,
Your smiles gleam bright,
The advice that you give,
It reflects divine light,
If the whole world could meet you,
They'd begin to believe,
That through thinking divinely,
True beauty is achieved.

Copyright © 2009 Zachary Jackson

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The Poetic Blues

I think I self-sabotage unknowingly 
because of fear
So my message goes unheard because I’m afraid to let the people hear
And end up drowning in the poetic blues
doubting my ability to write about the truth;

I dug deeper and deeper into myself trying to write a poem good enough to be free of judgment
Then I stepped out on faith and suddenly I was triumphant 
and my writing grew 
and I was loving it
I had finally passed the fear of speaking and caring about who the fu*c! was judging it

As I wait to be inspired for the next poem, 
I sit and think alone and drown in my sorrows
Listening to jazz, blues and a.m. radio
trying to find an excuse not to perform at the SLAM 
because again I can’t think of a damn thing to write…..
Drowning in poetic blues
Will this be the one that will be thrown away and never be used 

Or will this be the one that transcends the others  
and finally prove that poetry is blues and blues is poetry and hip hop and jazz and r&b, 
Poetry is music and the words dance around in my soul 
and I am free once they become spoken 
In the meantime the paper is where the words will rest 
until the silence is broken

Drowning in the sea of proper delivery 
My voice, my stance, my intensity
How will others interpret the words that I’ve chosen so diligently?
I wrap my soul around the possibility that none of the words I choose – 
will keep me from becoming deluged and trapped by the poetic blues

Somehow my heart refuses to accept that I don’t deserve to have my words heard 
and it takes over this whole process
No more time for shrinking and feeling less
I was born to  make my words manifest light
I am a gorgeous medium to the truth yeah that's right
I was sent here to give you a piece of good news
Remember that God is with you when you get
The poetic blues

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As Wind Blows Softly--Single Candle flickers tis Light

As breeze blows softly
tis candle flickers in the wind
bring me back once again
to the night... 
two hearts tis beating as one
together.. sweeetness of love
forever given by God above

tis I sit.. at a table
within a room
filled with couples 
at each tables
twas one single candle
lights dim-down low
music playing
softly melodies flow

tis as I watched 
couples dance
sweeetness of love
beholding true romance
two hearts moved.. 
swayed unto the music played
out on the dance floor

tis as I wait..
time passes by 
sweetness whispers
within the wind..
 softness music plays...
tis single candle.. 
flickering in the wind

tis puts me in mind
of how time flys...

as times many sit.. 
as breeze blows by
no-one knows..
where tis be.. 
flicker of single 
candle of light
comes within thee
forever beholding 
Sweeetness of love
only given by God above

as Now tis time..
as many let pass by
as moment tis flys
Come behold
God's Everlasting Light
Only given through His Son
Jesus.. our Divine Christ..
become eternally born-again
tis Holy Spirit comes within
Forever tis be...
Beholding Sweetness - Glorious Love
Given only by God's Grace.. 
Eternal place in Heavens above

Come to Jesus
Receive.. His Eternal Light.. 
Everlasting Life.............

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Filled with Song

My fingers brush the strings of an old guitar, hidden away in the closet in my room.
A small smile plays my lips and I close my eyes, picturing me playing that guitar.
Me singing some song on a bench in the rain.
Singing the music that makes my heartbeat pulse through my whole body.

I can sing. I know I can, I just need practice.
I laugh as I picture the look on my friends faces when I tell them this.
I smile and put the guitar away, all the while thinking of how I'd love to learn to play 
that guitar.
To go to a friends party and sing. To make them feel what I do when I ride a high 
brought on by nothing more or less than music.

Breathless, I sit on my bed, my face glowing.
I will learn. I will learn to let out the song that makes my heart fill with so much joy I 
feel like I'm going to explode.

Still smiling, I put on my favorite music and let that high take me to a higher place.

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The bluesman

The bluesman.

The bluesman
He’s up there, he’s a star
As he clutches in his hands
A battered old guitar
The bluesman knows his own damned worth
He does it in his style
And folk they come from miles around
And have done for a while

The bluesman plucks those strings
And wails his old blues harp
Then comes in with his rusty voice
Maybe he’s flat or sharp
But no one ever notices
They’re caught within his spell
When that bluesman does he’s stuff
Then in his world they dwell

With the bluesman
You get just what you see
He’s not out to impress you, man
He’s busy being He
And when he plays, he’s ‘It’ my friends
He pulls you into him
The bluesman can you hear him now?
When all the lights are dim.

23 July 2013 @ 1708hrs

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lessons in making poets celebrities im gonna die in poverty HELP

imcallingjapan will show youtube poets how its done in this poem to
ressurect your own literary saviours like a mediapope
saying aint life tweet
internet poetry corner speed dating coffeeshops
to find the right music making software versus free liabilities
take your time thanking me for showing you
how to be a success
at your photobucket slideshows
like a myspace objecttocrave
stumble upon my techno porn like a god of funk
it can be done

notes on notes of notes
to sing the songs of a thousand birds sing

vote after vote after vote of life changing abstract dreams

80 families waiting to cash in on their paintings
and now you can thank me for your exposure
as i stumble upon the deck stacked in my favor
to meet the people who inspired me like a poetrypoem friend
met through a shadowfiend

easy as pie
recipe for success
this candid camera screw up kissing our nightmares goodbye

Your dumb if you dont work on this
to cash in on your talkents wether through hallmark, music, or advertising

your welcome
like a hollywood lemonaid stand for the people who made the most lemons
out of lifes lemonaid

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Oh, Can you see
Oh, Can you see

Can you, hear the music of moonlight 
walk the starlight at midnight

All along the Milky Way

Oh, Can you see
Oh, Can you see

Can you, hold my hand, in your hand... glide
walk with me on the sand, side by side
All along the Milky Way

Oh, Can you see

The night, the night is so dark 
and I am cold and waiting for you.
All at once, I reach out, 
you are there, waiting for me to.

Can you, hear the music of moonlight 
walk the starlight at midnight
all along the Milky way

Oh can you see…

*the youtube track is in the About the Poem

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'Regardless - you are loved'

The music played so loud 
drowning her thoughts 
her tainted face the only 
testament of her battle 

grasping at straws 
just to have something to 
hold onto 
as the blissful feeling 
starts to disappear - 

I remember you used to smile
she thought, 
what happened to your happiness? 

Where did the echo of your laughter run to?

You never used to ponder, 
just enveloped every moment
What made you change? 

I never saw this coming 
that face, 
that look, 
so distraught 
would a hug do the trick? 

Or the simple message 
that no matter what, 
you are loved?

It may not be uttered every day 
but remember you are loved 
even with a tainted face -

Suddenly the music stopped 
and the refrain of 
I love you was heard... 

she turned around

and smiled 
realizing that through all her mistakes 
God still loved her…


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Something Like You

Something like a love song
Crossed my mind,
Sang to my soul,
Made my heart fly.

Something like a daydream
Drove me wild
Had me on cloud nine
Free like a child.

Something like a miracle
Hit me hard
Had me jumping and skipping.
I was touching the stars.

Something like a love story
Took my by surprise
Feeling like I won the lotto
Gave me butterflies.

Something like a love song
Played softly to my heart beat
Its all your fault
And I'm swept off my feet.

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marking my friends on poetry soup.- the Lord helped me fight death and won.

i don't want to be just marking

time.  i died on november 20,

2008, during surgery.  i was

on a vent when i awakened 

december 2, sisters'

birthday. what made me llive

i'll never know.  i know there

are things to do on this side

of death.

i have no time for marking time.

i have a stupid bag hanging from

my side now.  i am supposed to

"get comfortable with it".  well

that was a laugh.

that was a laugh until i thought

of the people that had these

things with no hope of ever

getting away from them.

i am so lucky.  14 days i laid

on a vent, then 22 more.

i came home 3 days, 


i had
great pain in my chest...
well this is great i said,

a pulmonary emboli, 15 more

days, three days home.

then back to e.r. blood pressure

too high.  this bought me 

4 more days in e.r.

i am home now and finally 

have spent 19 days home.

i feel every pain and i feel

every time that i feel good

yes, i am never marking

time again.....there is

something about fighting

for your life and your sanity

that straightens things out.

i don't recommend it but

i wish i could let your hearts

know what i know.


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Learning The Night Club Two Step

It feels so good To get the chance Of finally learning A beautiful dance Steps seem to be On a cloud of air Floating gracefully Is how it appears Seeing the dance It would seem Like something From in a dream The dance steps Take time to learn Yes, a lot of practice As elegance is earned A partner reflects back With each step taken Sharing joyful smiles In the pattern making The individual style Develops in the man As he creates the lead The best way he can Different partners Step differently Sometimes we find One to step perfectly Either way, once there The non-stop beam of gleam Comes bursting from deep inside As you realize you’re dancing the dream Florence McMillian (Flo)

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My Rock n Roll Party - In Memory of Mr Tom Bell - Poet

"Roll on tonight my mates are coming round For a few cold beers and some rocking sounds Time is drawing near, as I hear a knock at the door Blimey! at this time of the night, a vacuum salesmen stands before" "Hey pal make it quick, I have a party to host Tell me your pitch, now disappear your a ghost The best place for them is in the lunar craters Sucking on Listerine soaked tissues, singing, "see you later alligator" "Another knock on the door, and I'm pleasantly surprised All my intended buddies on my doorstep, the parties arrived For a night of drifting, ending with earache and pain Entering wormholes of insomnia, no pain no gain" "Our party is going to be like a cool Rock 'n' Roll gig Beers flowing a plenty, this ain't no highland jig We start with Frank Zappa and The Mothers of Invention Best friends and myself, our schooldays convention" "This is no wine and dine as Dire Straits play The "Sultans of Swing" sounds excellent any day Next we play Deep Purple, listening to Jon Lord's Hammond sounds Music is our medicine in six speaker surround" "In between sounds to the kitchen we head Tid-bits and more beers to keep our gig well fed We sample some Grunge Metal listening to Nuclear Waste But once again Classic Rocks rules, as Grunge is not our taste" "For the next couple of ours it's like The Monsters of Rock AC/DC and UFO, the Rock never stops We air guitar to "Whole Lotta Rosie" Wearing spandex boxer shorts, one of us drumming like Cozy" "We all awake in the morning, some with sore heads But it was never a night that we were ever going to dread It was a bunch of guys who met whilst at school Who released their friendly energy, like fools but really cool" "Tom, I never knew you, but I thank Catie for this Writing this poem, just fills me with bliss I know you will be busy, but if you happen to look down Give our convention a shout, join our Rock n Roll clowns" My tribute to Mr Tom Bell, so many people spoke about him. Reading what they said, I only wish I knew him.

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Feel life's beating heart in rhythm,
 Keeping pace with infinity's grace.
Gentle wonder, swift tides flow,
 Beyond the rock of ages gospel.
 Harmonies echoing symphony,
 Spurs on.
Let it be a sounding heard,
Revelry's in the Almighty’s joy.
Taste inspirations melodic,
Savory destiny’s pleasures.
Wash mine soul, 
Beneath waves rhythmic,
Blessings choir sings, 
Harolding trumpets glory.
An everlasting flame burning,  
Eloquence somber tones guide.
Generations future, cradled, 
Within humanities,
Inner being, a shinning spark,
Illuminating imaginations,
Releasing limitless possibilities.
As musics lullabies plays,
Rapacity blues, a southern,
Comforting ensues.
Timeless lyrics dance, across, 
Musical notes.
A dreamers ballad rings out,
Softness’s palate explodes, 
In vibrancy array.
Expressionism's diversity reflects,
 Tender moments calm.


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Instruments of Love

I recite your name in              the whispers of the wind
for bonded to my heart          are you until the  end
I lifted the chalice                   drank deeply of its wine
I felt of its effects                    the fullness of divine

Like the chords of piano        and dulcimers delight
your melodies do waft            through every thought at night
a master plays the chords     a violin with strings
plays my heart like a harp     whose music on it rings

Your fingers play me like       the stroke of piano keys
every touch I enjoy                your heart it aims to please
you are a symphony              whose chords have touched my heart
a birth cries transmission       of transformation every part

Songs like an aria                  may yet I learn to sing
whose vocals resonate          the inmost of my being
You left no line untouched     no strand is mine alone
made sure you did I knew      would make you me your own
Somewhere I lost myself        I gave it all to you
things I don't understand       reasons appear askew
I inhale you my breathe         to deepest parts within
need you to embrace me      as close as your own skin

We retire together                 speak 'neath the baleful skies
of every trial in life                 and those who live in lies
greet me in the morning        curl around me at night
sing to me of love songs       of futures very bright
The wedding of my heart      tears away my mind
I want to    forever                 hold you for all of time
Are not your words a bath     that removes the worlds dirt
a balm of medicine                to heal the deepest hurt

Its surpassing sweetness      a palate of good taste
love so intoxicating                no drop will go to waste
the adversary's here             and tramples the flowers
but you oh my beloved          too freely roam my hours

My life is but a breath           an instrument of song
music tells the stories           of lives and right and wrong
The scent of yesterdays       the pathways of the past
forward now the future          into the everlast

Proverbs 16
24 Gracious words are a honeycomb,
sweet to the soul and healing to the bones.

COPYRIGHT © 2013 C. Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC 

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The Christmas Box

I want to tell you a story,
about one Christmas morning.
The snow was falling,
and the wind was roaring.
Holly and Christmas ferns decorated the door.
Gifts piled high around the tree on the floor.
Home baked goods from the kitchen filled the air.
The children opened their gifts with great care.
Time stood still for a moment when,
I reached for the box to open.
The box was white like snow.
Delicately tied in a big red bow.
Inside the box was a gift for me.
A tiny silver bell laid silently.
I picked it up and it begin to ring.
The music of Christmas, so charming.
My little girl said, "I hope you like your present too."
"Every time you ring the bell, a note of love from me to you."
A silent tear fell from my eye.
What a beautiful gift, and such a surprise.
I placed the bell on the mantle with care.
Even today it still sits there.
This happened many years ago.
The Christmas box with the big red bow.
A tiny silver bell plays a precious tune.
A note of Christmas joy from me to you.

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I'll Stand By You

To my best friend, JAM… I know you’re tired and your soul is weary; twenty three hours 
Of each day you’re alone and in that cell. But be strong and know that you’re really not alone
If you could only look at it, this way..alone, away from the others, you are safe..away from
Deeper trouble..soon you’ll be going home.  Although my heart is heavy,
 I am sure your cross is far heavier than mine. I tried to find a song that would tell you that 
you are loved and I chose this  Please read these words to this song, 
“I’ll stand By You” by The Pretenders
They don’t play it often on radio stations anymore, so I’m posting the lyrics instead.

Oh, why you look so sad, the tears are in your eyes
Come on and come to me now, and don’t be ashamed to cry
Let me see you through, ‘cause I’ve seen the dark side too
When the night falls on you, you don’t know what to do
Nothing you confess could make me love you less.

I’ll stand by you
I’ll stand by you, won’t let nobody hurt you
I’ll stand by you

So if you’re mad, get mad, don’t hold it all inside
Come on and talk to me now
Hey there, what you got to hide?
I get angry too, well, I’m a lot like you
When you’re standing at the cross roads
And you don’t know which path to choose
Let me come along, ‘cause even if your’re wrong
I’ll stand by you

I’ll stand by you
I’ll stand by you, won’t let nobody hurt you
I’ll stand by you
Even to your darkest hour, and I’ll never desert you
I’ll stand by you
And when, when the night falls on you, baby
You’re feeling all alone, you’re wandering on your own
I’ll stand by you…………

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Time (Based of Hans Zimmer's Time)
Down the day, great heroes spent and spilt
An eternity of flight and fight and courage.
I hear them singing- but only for a moment.
Must I open my eyes? My oh so heavy eyes

The needed breath of light washes out my outer dirt,
but still remain the frightened faces, like scars
wrapped around my mad mind- it shrieks
for a fleeting escape to calm lands unknown, serenity calls.

But the glory plays on much like hope never dies
and I will march on with soaring strength to no match
for victory is behind me with the dark and demons
And left for me only, is light and freedom

Reason rarely runs, but as I steady stride
the victor’s way, away my thoughts slip.
Like fantasy’s fledgling my reality is true not,
surreal to some, fake to most, but headstrong I stare into life

Is there something I have missed, lost along the weary way?
For gaps and holes break the focus of my mind 
and my gilded history feels ever far behind
Tears supplant my missing memories unfound. 

And my steps tick on, though each second is too long
So why does a smile find my face now? 
The journey isn’t yet complete, and somehow I know
I have met my fate, and at last I can go. 

written April 27, 2014
Be sure to check out Hans Zimmer's composition here:

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My Mind In E flat

It only takes a note to raise me from
my slumber …

A tip tappity tap of a beat.
Something street,
and I’m all ears, hands,

but most of all feet …

a melody meanders in the back
of my mind,

a simple, serene
rhythm somewhere
between love and war

is the perfect score, that brings
with it harmony.

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i don't wanna sit here 
in the garden, without you 
i don't want to be here 
falling apart, waiting for you 
cause i'm sick and tired 
of existing here, without you dear 
hanging onto nothing, hoping for something 

we're not adam and eve 
oh why can't you see 
how much i need you 
so hard to believe 
yet cannot conceive 
how much i love you 
i won't say sorry 
doesn't mean a damn thing 
cause you don't love me 
we can never be 

i'm not gonna stand here 
all evening, without a clue 
i'm not gonna be here 
sweetheart, bleeding just for you 
cause i'm sick and tired 
of burning here, without you dear 
hanging onto nothing, hoping for something 

we're not adam and eve 
oh why can't you see 
how much i need you 
so hard to believe 
yet cannot conceive 
how much i love you 
i won't say sorry 
doesn't mean a damn thing 
cause you don't love me 
we can never be 

you're not adam, 
more like the snake 
you're the phantom, 
that haunts me 
you can't be adam 
more like the snake 
you're the phantom, 
ripping my heart away 

we're not adam and eve 
oh why can't you see 
how much i need you 
so hard to believe 
yet cannot conceive 
how much i love you 
i won't say sorry 
doesn't mean a damn thing 
cause you don't love me 
we can never be

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Guitarra, Express My Heart

Guitarra, I’m begging,express my heart Pick away all that’s ever ached Place these Spanish notes beautifully To the angel of her face Guitarra pleas, express this heart Bring to life our last Latin nights Dancing that flamenco from her charcoal eyes Reviving fiesta under most romantic moonlight Guitarra as now I gently play Fingers within running throughts through ebony of her hair “El espiritu de amor” is strumming along Bringing back the yesterdays to here Guitarra passion now is in the revival As the ghost of love tangos all around Milagros, I sense you near And in this instrument forever you are found

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Together we belong

When I found my true path 
I remember the many wounds
That healed in my heart
And all because I found you.
And in my dream, I could dance
Upon white cotton clouds
In heaven's romance.
With you, no fear I know
Together we are where we belong.

Your love and warmth 
Help me get through the days
When heavy storms 
And rough trail threatens my faith
And I find that you've carried me all along
Until heaven becomes our home.

As I walked up my path
Found thorn filled, I found the truth,
That deepened the love in my heart
That brought me even closer to you.
And through the tears, in the sweet breeze
Of your loving embrace
I found grace.
With you, no fear I know
Together we are where we belong.

Your love and warmth
Helps me get through the days
When heavy storms
And rough trail threatens my faith
And I find that you've carried me all along
Until heaven becomes our home.

And in my dream, I could dance
Upon white cotton clouds
In heaven's romance.
With you, no fear I know
Together we are where we belong.
And through the tears, in the sweet breeze
Of your loving embrace
I found grace.
With you, no fear I know
Together we are where we belong.
With you, no fear I know
Together we are where we belong.
Together we are where we belong.

Lyrics to the waves of the Danube waltz by Ivanovici
Created by CarolineCecile
Feb. 23, 2011.

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To The song Hallelujah

There were many days when all was well
When hearts were pure and smiles swelled
I used to live in a shack down by the sea
I’ve seen the tears of joy at night
The radiance of stars so bright
It beauty melted the stony parts of me

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

There were many nights when I felt fright
When there was no one to be found in sight
But I had to keep on pushing, pressing on
And when I thought of the good old days
My only words became sweet praise
And the winds just whispered hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

I know there is a God above
Who healed me by his tender love
Though all I’ve ever known was pain and doubt
It’s not by might nor by my power
It’s by his spirit I sing this hour
A redemptive, thankful,  glory hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

They say that people cannot change
But I know better, because I’m not the same
And since I did, well, really, what’s it to you
There is a word I now call victory
I only know it because I’ve been set free
The holy one deserves his hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

By; Sabina Nicole

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Glitter World

Glitter World
I see the world as my pearl
My place to take a whirl
And twirl around like a sexy girl
A place where there is little turmoil
My world is place
Where all flags can
Freely unfurl
Where a boy’s hair can curl
Everything’s glitter in my little world.

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It's Time I was Moving On

Sad news today, February 6th in our year 2011
To "The Great Gig in the Sky" sell out in Heaven

My favourite blues rock guitarist, Mr Irish Gary Moore
Joins the "Midnight Blues, "Too Tired" no more will he tour

At fourteen years of age he received his first guitar
Like many budding rockers aspirations to be a rock star

The Beatles, Elvis Presley and the amazing Albert King
Heavily influenced this left hander, who made his right hand sing

As he grew past his teens, the genre he'd enter would mean
The likes of John Mayall's Bluesbreakers and Hendrix, now he's seen

Blues Rock it was to be, when Peter Green caught his ear
If you grew up with this maestro, you'll know his career

It started way back, way back in 1969
Skid Row, from Dublin he joined, as the music industry would find

This is where his association began, with Lynott, bassist extraordinaire
Many nights sharing the blues, this two Irishmen would share

His solo career just grew and grew, then into Thin Lizzy he would blend
Sharing the Black Rose stage with Phil his Irish friend

The blues became his life, with two Albert's who'd share his stage
Guesting with his 'Midnight Blues Band' many a jam they would engage

I now close my humble tribute, for he'll always be in my heart
On this day in Estepona, Spain, my hero in final depart

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The Love Race

The Love Race

A place
Where all my cares
Seem to fly out the door  
Because I can raise my voice there
My grace.

In praise
Voices blend in
Like a choral dance
Upon keys and strings upholding 
God's grace.

Heart rate
Quickened by joy
Mirrored in percussion
Encircling all present as one
Love race.

By CarolineCécile
Copyright © 05/31/10

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Wake up every morning, 
Knowing it will be the same;
Feel an endless longing, 
Inside a rage that can't be tamed.
Haunted in my thinking, 
I let my big chance pass;
And with it all believing, 
That my song would always last.

Invited to The Boot to hear a band, 
Saw a flicker of what I used to be;
A young man lost in his music, 
Yesterday that man was me.
I remember making melodies, 
The world was in my hands;
But it slipped through my fingers, 
I had to grow up and be a man.

Let my hopes just fly away,
All my dreams of entertaining;
Now I'd give any thing to know,
 There's still one dream remaining.

Sitting at this restaurant patio, 
The guitar's magic in his hands;
His voice is smooth and effortless, 
Oh how I wish I was that man.
The joy of being lost in the music, 
Alive, young at heart, and free;
The tapping feet and smiling faces, 
To see how good your song can be.

Let inhibition just fly away,
He lives the dream of entertaining;
Looks out at the admiring crowd,
Says there's one demo remaining.

Play your songs for all their worth, 
Never let them go;
The world is your audience, 
Give them your best show.
Don't let your chance pass you by, 
You can't stop believing;
Life is in the music, 
And love is in the feeling.

Let inhibition just fly away,
I took the one demo remaining;
My soul moved by the music,
Tonight my dream reclaiming!

Sponsor: Nathan A.
Contest Name: any poem #5 

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Expanding mind
Taste Sampling
Forbidden pleasure
Mind numbing
Thought inducing
Last Night

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ELVIS my impression

                           This is my impression of Elvis Presley 
I was vey lucky to be 16 in 1956 when Rock and roll came into existence the greatest music of all time and for all time, this is what it all met to me.

Elvis was the big bang to creating music like the big bang was to creating the universe
Before Elvis their was no rock and roll, no music, no dancing 
His look was unique
His movements on stage were unique
His voice was the greatest like nothing ever heard before
His songs started the greatest music craze in the history of music rock and roll
He looked dangerous 
He looked like he was having the best time of his life on stage
Elvis didn’t give a damm who wrote his songs black or white
He was the first entertainer who did it all before anyone else did anything
Both men and women loved him
Elvis was a mans man
Elvis was a ladies man
Elvis was a gentleman
Elvis was a Christian 
Elvis was a momma’s boy
Elvis was respectful of his fans
Elvis was just one man who changed music forever in America in 1956 
When Elvis sings you have to smile, to tap your feet, clap your hands, move your body, and come alive
It’s 2013, 35 years since Elvis died 
He is still the major Icon of the music world
Elvis is still the most worshiped singer and entertainer in history
Thousands and thousands of fans visit his home each and every year
Elvis didn’t smoke or drink
Elvis became an actor but could have become an accomplished actor with the right people and advice around him
Coronel Parker was both good for Elvis and bad for Elvis
Liberace taught Elvis how to dress with flash
Elvis had his own way of moving on stage when he sang no one has ever duplicated his signature moves God know how many tried
Elvis served the country he loved when he was drafted into the army no complaining 
Elvis asked fro no special treatment while in the army 
Elvis loved the woman and the woman loved him back
Elvis was the greatest entertainer of all time
Elvis met his tragic and to soon end to his life he was only 42
Elvis was hooked on prescription pills and that’s what killed him
No one could tell Elvis what to do many tried all failed
The music died on the day Elvis died
It was so sad that Elvis felt so all alone so much of his life that is what fame does to you
Elvis was the King
No one else will ever occupy the Kings throne
Elvis loved to sing gospel songs no other entertainer of rock and roll ever did 
No entertainers star shines brighter or ever will
You can ask any great entertainer and there are hundreds and will all agree Elvis was the greatest entertainer of all time
No entertainer in the history of music ever had a first year success like Elvis had
I saw Elvis in Las Vegas in 1972  when the music started and you knew that Elvis was soon to be coming on stage the excitement and the anticipation in the room was over whelming and beyond compare everyone in the room was mesmerized

This is my remembrance of Elvis Presley

Dennis Davis
March 15, 2013


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Evening Music of Nature

Evening Music of Nature

I was in a thrill, 
While watching the beauty, 
Of diminishing Sun, 
And feeling that the darkness is 
Slowly engulfing us.  

The returning birds have eloped from the sky,
With their soul mates, 
The last of the fading Sunbeams, 
Too were in a hurry to touch only, 
The top of the trees.  

Only I was alone, 
In this serene quietness, 
And was trying to hear 
The Melodious music of loving birds,
When Crickets too became more active to play their music, 
Seeing the fast approaching night,
And no one to disturb,  their mighty kingdom. 


Kanpur India 13th August 2010

To view this memorable evening which I took in my Camera also
I have placed the poem on My Photo My Poems series on my face book.

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I WANT YOU orig by Mike Peralta

"I Want You - My Reply"

I want you to stay 
and show me your face,
I want you to go out
and lose your shell for me.

Tell me what my hug means to you
Tell me what you think when I kiss you.

'Coz I want you, I need you
and won't make you unhappy just like before.
'Coz I love you, I tell you
Don't think you're not good enough for me.

I am your fantasy
I'm not letting you fall apart
When we talk I can see
I can feel, you are interesting.
When you say that you love me
and tell me almost everything
I will not break your heart
that's a guarantee.

'Coz I want you, I need you
and won't make you unhappy just like before. 
'Coz I love you, I tell you
Never think you're not good eough for me.

You can tell me all your dreams
I will understand
You must open up to me
If you will, I'll never misunderstood.

'Coz I want you, I need you
and won't make you unhappy just like before.
'Coz I love you, I tell you
You are just good enough for me.

(original Song Lyric written by Mike Peralta -USA_
"She Wants Me"
all credits given to him

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Here In The Silence

My soul thirsts, O Lord Where are you hiding? Why can’t I find you? I call your name And silence reverberates My tears flow like lava Where are you? Lord? Strength seems to fail Even the wind is still While the deep silence lingers Yet, my hope lies in your promise… Never to abandon me So, I will wait in this silence ‘Til your voice I hear once more Within this fragrant garden of solitude At last, it is you! Only you will Call to me, ‘Peace, be still; ‘For in the silence I’m with you, always…’ Now my soul rejoices in your presence Overcome by unparallel beauty and peace I recline at your feet, my Father… I rest. ~*~
11/02/12 7th Place in "Song inspired Poems, Old or New" Note: Inspired by “Adagio in G Minor” By The London Promenade Orchestra. Listen to it And you’ll find it’s one of the most beautiful pieces Of music, ever…if you’re like me.. you’ll cry. I couldn’t find Their rendition on YouTube but this is almost as good Maybe better in some ways…it’s lengthier. Enjoy : )

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Unfettered-Set free-
My soul is longing for Home
Where the wild ducks fly to winter
Where I hear the sweet sounds of swans 
Calling her chicks to her side on tranquil lakes 
That reflect distant snow covered mountain peaks 
And shimmering golden trees laugh as they catch autumn sun
A treasury of diamonds glint across waters stirred by the gentle breeze
From air pure as the snow covered peaks that glisten against blue velvet skies
I am free to sing, to laugh, to know, I am fearfully and wonderful made in His image 
A child of the KING of KINGS, and I with Angels sing, His adoration and His Praise

© Brenda V Northeast 2 April 2012

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Thank You - I Love You Lord

Only you can make me do what is right Only you can show me the right way to go Only you can make me who I am I love you, LORD, I love you Only you can take away my fears Only you can give me strength and dry my tears Only you will keep me throughtout my years I love you, LORD, I love you Only you can cleanse my sinful soul Only you can ease my heavy load Only you show me that you care I love you, LORD, I love you It's coming from my soul LORD Thank you for all you do I love you, LORD, LORD, LORD, I LOVE YOU
Rosalyn M. Lampkin Give Thanks Contest by Debbie Guzzi

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Beautiful melody permeating the air
Instilling precious feelings of joy and
Rapturous bliss that fills me with
Delight and ecstasy as I listen to its
Sweet serenade filling the airwaves
Overwhelming my being with
Nature's soothing music of the 
Glorious splendour of birdsong


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The work I do is not the most prestigious one,
from four to twelve thirty I drive...until my shift is done;
a forklift driver rarely takes a coffee-break, 
and being courteous and helpful to customers means a lot.

My long-life dream was to be a songwriter like Andrew Lloyd Webber, but my songs
didn't click...they never made the Top Ten on the Billboard Charts;
and although they didn't sell well to make it my profession, I still hold my thumb up...
that if a famous recording artist performed them, I'd have a huge hit!

My free time is devoted to creating lyrics that I will set to music in late hours;
and I would never be a Mozart, Verdi, or Beethoven if didn't knock on doors
and expose my works to those who would be willing to listen without reluctance...
could one be old and succeed as the young ones with fresher, brighter ideas?

For now, I remain the same blue collar guy coloring more illusive dreams;
many approach me and say," Don't give have plenty of chances!".
I do want to believe that and wear the deserved crown and be lauded as others...  
'till my lucky day comes, I must make a living and have the faith of the achievers.

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Christian Music

The world of Christian music is amazing,
Compared to when I was a kid finding my music.
It has evolved into brilliant composing,
Words of hope, life, inspiration, and a new kick.

The songs are not all slow or bland,
I only listened when mom was driving.
But now I listen to many a Christian band.
The artists are young and the business is thriving.

I love to here songs that move my soul,
Newsboys, Jars of Clay, Mercy Me,
To name a few I have seen at a show.
Each of them making my inhibitions run free.

Casting Crowns, Sanctus Real, and Skillet,
All get me up and moving.
As the song is played I sing it and feel it,
Much more than during my childhood schooling.

Try it out see if you like it,
Air 1 is the station in my car.
You can also find it on the Internet,
Just type in the address bar.

Hesitant to give Christian music a try,
I don’t blame you it once was very dry.
I still listen to some Skynard and songs of the west,
But as for me and my house Christian music is the best.

For "Soul Tunes" contest.

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New Life

New place, New life
Livin' it up and havin a good time.
No more rules, No more excuses,
No more bull, and no more losin'.
It's time to start over now, New job, New friends,
Time to party it up until the end.
Gotta get it right, New place new life.
Let nothing hold you back, and get your life on track.
New place, New life
Livin' it up and havin a good time.
Live it up to the fullest,
Have a blast and enjoy it.
It comes and goes so fast, like a dream
So hard to believe that it's reality.
No more rules, No more excuses,
No more bull, and no more losin'.
It's time to start over now, New job, New friends,
Time to party it up until the end.
Life is short don't ya know?
Now its time to go with the flow.
Cuz it's a New place, New life
Livin' it up and havin a good time.

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My Original Spark

Chester Bennington's gravelly scream
Was to me, at one point, a melodic dream
Somewhere down the road I couldn't face the pain
That or my ears wore out under the strain

And who could forget that DJ who brought to life
That Asian stereotype?
When Mr. Hahn's hands were in sight
You really had faith the song would turn out right

I couldn't stay hardcore - the time had come to sit
I took detours listening to how others sing
But I never took any shame in it
Cause I knew for a fact that exploration was their thing

Yeah, Linkin Park
Was my original spark
And once kindled it was never the same
Before I knew it the whole house was aflame

Though difficult to believe - reading what I write now
This group irrevocably affected my life somehow
I now scan for stories in a rapper's rant
'Twas Shinoda that taught me that...

NOTE: I realize, after posting this, that not everyone will know who Linkin Park is (or have heard the name before and just isn't a fan of that style of music). But I think everyone can relate to being inspired by some sort of celebrity. Whether they're a singer, author, painter or whatever.

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Sweet Harmony of Souls

Jesus plays the music…
He has given us… each a key…
To play… everlasting music
In sweet harmony…

Each key opens… the heart
Rings… a tune of a melody…
Rhythm of Gods’ Souls 
In sweet harmony… 

You have a chance.. 
To play your tune…
Don’t delay… play your key..
Before the music goes away….

Jesus holds the Keys to people’s hearts…
Musical tunes… is Believer Souls  
Playing… together
In Sweet Harmony… 

 ~Jesus Holds the keys… You have a chance… play your Tune~
~Come to Jesus… ask Him into your heart~ Join Souls In Sweet Harmony 
~Before the Rapture takes place…-in Music is gone… 

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Everything around me is so dark,
only the frigid sky shows its hues...
as the cold robin flutters on the sill of my bright window,
to pick up the last breadcrumbs left  by the ragged widow;
and she, with a cart full of gifts, is looking for kids 
to give them she seemed unable
to move around in her worn-out shoes,
and I surprisingly catch some sadness in her smile!   

Dripping candle glowing in the frosty snow,
chase away every approaching shadow
from her tweedy, wind-blown coat,
to spread light on her gliding path:
where snow-drifts may reduce her sight!
Dripping candle glowing in the frosty snow,   
let her kindness be remembered on this Christmas' Eve...
as we all share in that spirit of giving it all!  

And I will remember her, too, in my joyous glee; 
as she goes past the lamp-posts of each silent street,
humming her tuneful carol with a soul so spirited...
echoing the enthusiasm of a dashing child!

Dripping candle glowing in the frosty snow,
ask her if you can be her friend...guiding her on her journey; 
dripping candle, brilliant with hope and light ,
make her joyfully smile down the snowy road of this Christmas' night
by letting all the bells of the gloomy town ring like they rang before...
when she went door to door to spread the season's good tidings, 
and are those vivid memories reflected in her nostalgic and kind eyes?
Dripping candle glowing in the frosty snow,
don't die out...until her weeping face beholds Christ's glory,
and she can forever rest in His comforting arms! 

Copyright 2008 by Andrew Crisci

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To all the soup members

There is not enough words I can say about you all,
You have helped me through the rough times,
The good times,and now the saddest times of my life.
The members on here have helped me when I was at my lowest,
They have made me smile,cry,hurt with them and feel there pain.
Now with the separation of my family,
They have helped me again.
I read and reread the comments that you all give me,
It gives me strength when I have none left,
It gives me the will to realize that not everything I do is wrong.
You all have helped me through the tears,
The pain and defeat that I have felt,
And for that I praise each and every one of you.
Sorry this is not the poem you thought it would be,
But some words just cannot be put into a verse,
Some things have to be said directly from the heart,
without thought,without hesitation.
Again,thank you all,
You too carol,
You and everyone on here gave me reason.

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Sweet Harmony of Souls

Jesus plays the music
He has given us.. each a key
To play.. everlasting music
In sweet harmony

Each key opens.. the heart
Rings.. a tune of a melody
Rhythm of Gods.. Souls 
In sweet harmony 

You have a chance.. 
To play your tune
Don't delay.. play your key..
Before the music goes away...

Jesus holds the Keys to people's hearts
Musical tunes.. is Believer Souls  
Playing.. together
In Sweet Harmony 

 ~Jesus Holds the keys.. You have a chance.. play your Tune~
~Come to Jesus.. ask Him into your heart~ Join Souls In Sweet Harmony 
~Before the Rapture takes place-in Music is gone 

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MidNight Wishes

Even though i did not hear your voice tonight i'm still ahit,
I will go on like this for ever, i wont go out without a fight. 
I'll fight till the end of this life to win your heart,
All you have to do is tell me when to start.

The music blarrin in my head phones at 1:52 AM and i'm lovin it, 
cause it helps me remember your gorgeous smile like it was meant to fit. 
Wanting to feel your touch and kisses all over me ignites the fire in me,
Wanting to take you by your hand and run wild in a big sea. 

There aint much i can say to express myself but this will have to do for tonight,
I think its just that i haven't reached height.
You no I love you and that's all that matters or will ever matter to me,
I will love you till i die, like I told you before, cant you see? 

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Just kept running,
From men so cunning,
Just kept leaving,
All those who were deceiving,
Just kept packing,
Then, lost it all for a price,
Realized I no longer had to be the sacrifice.

Seen so many faces,
Been in strange places,
Cried with the sinners,
Rejoiced with the saints,
Yet, I’m still in need of fresh paint,

You’re never finished and you never arrive,
Yet so much time is spent on feeding one's drive,
Even at the top emptiness will return,
It’s only by God’s grace we ever seem to learn.

Seen so many faces,
Been in strange places,
Cried with the sinners,
Rejoiced with the saints,
Yet, I’m still in need of fresh paint,

Only a true artist can recreate over the taints
One who is greater than the sinner and the saints.

By: Sabina Nicole
Written: 10-5-12
Piano song

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AWAKENING Tagore Poem Recast

Him fountain of eternal joy from 
Where life is renewed, 
Ageing and life to be drained out, exit 
From the world is nigh, 
When suddenly comes a call from him 
Above, who regulates 
The flow of life through cycles of many 
Births and deaths, to stop. 

Suddenly sounds the drum from sky for the 
Second act of play, 
Life really awakens, drooping life 
Joyfully responds to the call; 
The wintry night desolate soon turns 
Into a joyous spring day, 
Undoing death, His rhythm and dance 
Rejuvenates life force. 

The flow of life from star to star 
Follows the rhythm of his dance, 
Freed from the confinement of matters 
Th'Earth finds salvation; 
With multitudinous fruits and grains and 
Flowers of myriad hues 
Her baskets of seasons are filled to the 
Till and brim and all. 

Thus she attains the fulfillment at the 
Touch of his dancing feet, 
The flow of life gushes up from death 
Following incessantly 
The pattern of his rhythm and dance, to the 
Tune of his golden flute; 
In the tornado of this violent dance, 
All that is withered falls. 

The triumphal arch of life is erected 
Midst the joyful tunes, 
And the journey of this spring meanders 
Towards the fountain again. 

This poem was originally written in Bengali Language by Rabeendranath Tagore. Its Bengali Title was Udbodhan. It was then translated into English by Mr. Rabeendranath Choudhury who expressed his wish that somebody from some other generation may attempt the rest so that all the English-speaking people may enjoy India's Pride. And here it is, slightly edited and recast in the true poetic form by P.S. Remesh Chandran, Editor, Sahyadri Books & Bloom Books, Trivandrum. 

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Zippedy Do Dah

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                                         Zippedy     Day  

                                       Open    Hearts    Souls

                                       Sing    Loud     Today

                                           Zippedy   Do   Dah  

                                           Zippedy          Day  

                                    Thank    You    Sweet     Lord

                                     Bountys    Come   My    Way

                                           Zippedy  Do  Dah   

                                           Zippedy        Day   

                                          Smell   Frangrence

                                   From    Flowers    Picked   Today

                                           Zippedy  Do   Dah   

                                           Zippedy      Day   

                                        Hugs      And      Kisses

                                To     Children    Comes   My   Way

                                           Zippedy   Do   Dah   

                                           Zippedy          Day   

                                           Join    With    Me

                                          Sunshine's    Hooray   

                                           Zippedy  Do   Dah   

                                           Zippedy         Day   

                                          Keep    This   Tune 

                                          Going     All       Day

                                          Zippedy   Do    Dah   

                                          Zippedy           Day   

                                  Not    Sure    Rythem    Rhyme

                                 Will   March    Same    Way ...   Hey  !

                                          Zippedy   Do    Dah   

                                          Zippedy          Day   

                                                 Been    Fun  

                                            Must   Be   On    Way

                                             Zippedy   Do  Dah   

                                             Zippedy         Day   

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-Sunlight, Moonlight, Listen To Your Daughters Calls-

Fogive me Mother, I have not forgotten your grace,
That saved me with your celestial light from the dark,
I still stand ready to walk one day in your place,
Still ready for the training I will need before this path I embark,
The rain still decends and with the worlds tears, it cleanses my soul,
I pray for it to come, chant to you my song, and wonder why it will not fall,
The earth still shares with me, and I learn from all that it knows,
If only dearest Goddess you would listen to my calls,
Dearest mother, after which I am named, do not take from me your gifts,
The war readys near and you have not time enough, to find a new leader for us,
I still walk your path as your namesake, Ma'mam I swear, I have not forgotten this,
Without your guidence I am lost and in distress,
Show me forgiveness, oh my dearest Mother that I bless...

Forgive me my father, I have not forgotten your warmth,
That gave me life, through your brilliant light, 
And saved me from the dead, cold dark,
I still stand ready, as your child warrior of white,
The wind still whispers to me ancient tales,
I pray for the dreams and yet I cannot tell why they wont retain,
The fire still burns bright within the sky, and I follow its ember trails,
Dearest God, without your guidence I will fall in pain,
Oh Father, do not steal your visions from me,
Without them I cannot see, and my Guides and I cannot talk and agree,
We send to thee, oh Father, an offering of sweet petal potpourri,
Do not revoke me for I am one of those chosen three,
Show me forgiveness, oh my dearest Father, and I shall act as your emcee...

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Sweet Seduction

[Verse 1]

My blood is ice inside your veins
Crawling underneath my skin
The price we pay to earn that name
The battle that we never win
Falling faster far below
Further into darkest depths
The kiss of death that you bestow
The poison that is on your…lips


Sweet seduction
Drug addiction
Words that only he can mend
Sweet seduction
My affliction
Rise to only meet the end

[Verse 2-change]

Your thoughts they plant a grave in me
Like missiles shooting through the skies
The pain you watch but never see
Crystals falling from my eyes
Your words they feel like razor blades
Your touch like acid on the skin
Your love this agonizing pain
The battle that I’ll never…win


Swallowed up by
Sounds of screaming
Asking questions
Without meaning
Fall away…

Sweet seduction
Drug addiction
Words that only he can mend
Your destruction
My affliction
Rise to only meet the end

The end…

Details | I do not know? | |

An Uplifting Sonnet

Mine ear hath heard the enchanting music, Thy splendor sounds form a steady accord; Tunes blend compliantly—therapeutic! And this tune—it stabs me with a sharp sword For through the singer, you must find talent To find your fantasy before it dries Squeal with joy—just like a new born infant! That hath his gift of uplifting thine eyes Now hear what sounds turns crowds anguish to cheer Mine ears have heard thy voice—is it songbirds? Are you awakened by the sounds of fear? The desires I hath reaped enticed herds! Yet ears grasp its want to release vast grace, Draws attention to what they hear—embrace!

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not a sound around
a huge content of silence
for real listeners 

©Ellie Daphne van Stralen 

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Better Than Grace

how can we pretend that everything is okay
when the world is soon to turn to grey
I've took this life and its treasures in vane
when you'd easily trade with me any day

you're amazing better than grace
so amazing just can't turn the page
amazing can't find the strength
to gaze at your face and not look away
look what we've done, coming undone
slowly fading away, so amazing
better than grace

you say they gave you less than six months
never thought it could hurt this much
I'd give anything just to save you
oh what can i do, just say because

you're amazing better than grace
so amazing just can't turn the page
amazing can't find the strength
to gaze at your face and not look away
look what we've done, coming undone
slowly fading away, so amazing
better than grace

with every breath we take, just another test today
don't walk away before it's too late
we should all be ashamed of ourselves because

he's amazing better than grace
so amazing just can't turn the page
amazing can't find the strength
to gaze at your face and not look away
look what we've done, coming undone
slowly fading away, so amazing
better than grace

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All Along the Watchtower Re-Visited for 9-11

"There must be some kinda way to find out here"
Said the seeker to the stealer
"There's too much confusion
I'm struggling to be the reveal"

"Conglomerate men, they drink my wine
Politicians dig my earth
None will level on the line
Because none of them are worth it" hey

"There is reason to get excited"
The seeker, he kindly spoke
"There are many here among us
Who feel our governments a joke"

"Now you and I, we've lived through this
And this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
The hour is getting late", hey


All along the watchtower
Liars kept the view
While all the women came and went
Barefoot servants too

Outside in the cold distance
The C.I.A. did growl
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl, hey

All along the watchtower
All along the watchtower

All along the watchtower on that tragic September day
We need some investigation, for someones has to pay
Now you and I, we've lived through this, and this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now, before this generations to late

We will always remember, and remember who we lost that day
We need some investigation, for someone has to pay
All along the watchtower, a nation in mournful cries
We are not so blind, it's amazing what you can see when you close your eyes

All along the watchtower
All along the watchtower

James, we lost you in Kensington, England. The Star Spangled Banner will
live long in your past. I can't say the same for some of your American so
called country people. Thank you for allowing me to gracefully use . . . .
'All Along the Watchtower' it's blatantly obvious someone was not.

To all the lost in the 9/11 tragedy, my thoughts will always be with you.

 All Along The Watchtower by Jimi Hendrix, with some lyrics changed 

Details | I do not know? | |

"The Ataratic Tempest"

The passion that comes
When greeted by a storm
Is nothing I can explain
The rain, wind, thunder, and lightning
Sends a frenzy of shivers through my body
Making my every nerve numb
As the light flickers
And the thunder claps
I can feel my heart beat faster
The rain on the roof 
Like a drum
Sends my body in a rhythmic dance
The wind is my partner
As I float around
Above the ground
Leaving my worries behind

Details | ABC | |

Sod is in the T.V.

Their trying to tell you something,
It’s being shown on the screen,
It’s being told in music, ding ding,
But you were indoctrinated by thirteen.

Mtv shows you Masonic ritual,
Flashing symbols in your third eye,
Leave you in crisis, needing spiritual hospital,
You’ve had an overdose of an intoxicating lie!

It’s time to break the spell, turn off the T.V.
With all its degrading, intoxicated role models,
How anyone finds this acceptable for children, spent on me,
Maybe this is why society is fuelled by self gratifying morals.

Details | Ode | |

At Breaking Point

There is nothing in this world that i can possibly think of or think of doing to tell you how much I love you. You are so sweet to me, i can't almost stand it wen you call me handsome and cute, cause it sounds so sweet to me. If there is anything in this world that you can think of for me to prove my love to you, just name it. I will be all over that in a flash. Even though we didn't get to see each other for very long cause of my dumb ass, that was still what i wanted to see today really bad. Looking into your BEAUTIFUL green eyes today was like looking into Gods heaven. The only thing that is missing is your touch on my skin. I probably would not be able to hold it in me and take a hold of you by your waist and press you against me, and than the smell of your hair would turn me on to the BREAKING POINT. I would start by kissing down your neck and curress your neck with my tong. Than while curressing your body, I would start slipping my hands under your shirt, and under your bra and upon your perfect titties. Than i would start pulling your bra and shirt off at the same time and begin kissing your titties. Kiss them all the way down to your belly button and back up to your face. When i would lift your upon my hips i would carry you to the bed and start kissing you back down your titties and your ribs and your belly button and than an inch lower passed your belly button just to get you a little more wet and wanting.
To Be Continued. Set for Contest!

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Dream Liberty -- Butterfly Effect

Butterflies quietly fluttering In my soul Transforming my life Morphing into something so unreal So Different, silently beautiful So hidden and lost A fire dances on my pale iced face Lively prancing as each sheds more light The embers glow in your singed shadow Was this eternity meant to last forever? I couldn't believe that a simple flap of butterfly wings could cause such a storm, a storm in my mind The simplest things causing the greatest of pains Why cant I be one of them Forever and free I'll be with my dream of liberty Punishing the dead Can you never let anything go Is it all to hard to see That your bias takes you on a blinded delusion Where all they plunder is hate Terror is a virtue When becoming a king So cut off the strings of my life With your power And you will see the strength of the dream of Liberty I couldn't believe that a simple flap of butterfly wings could cause such a storm, a storm in my mind The simplest things causing the greatest of pains Why cant I be one of them Forever and free I'll be with my dream of liberty I couldn't believe that a simple flap of butterfly wings could cause such a storm, a storm in my mind The simplest things causing the greatest of pains Why cant I be one of them Forever and free I'll be with my dream of liberty

Details | Free verse | |

I Wish


That i did not have to see people on the streets
with no home, food
or even water or money to live on.


I could be in a band and be all i can be
like the birds and the bees
and how they fly so freely


That her heart wouldnt be broken and maybe if he loved her
she wouldnt have died she would have lived forever in his arms


That everyone could get along and that we all could be at peace, maybe the war would end 
and the sound of music can play again


that her or his bully would see if they keep up all this hurt and fear that they put on someone 
else by huritng them will soon end the world in sadness


My art could sing like the lyrics of a song
and that everyone could see the art teens draw from there own hearts
and there bleeding minds of there souls.

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I've felt the warmest and newest sunlight at sunrise,
and welcomed it gleefully with a thankful sigh
at an early hour when nobody seems too alive...
a cardinal with yellow feathers brought me a surprise!

That gorgeous bird was surrounded by butterflies
with colors brighter than wild flowers,
swirled around them, to acccompany them
to my silent doorstep and start his usual, daily hymn.

"Thank him with a grateful, happy heart,
look up and His image will appear among clouds;
and although nobody has ever seen Him but Christ...
believe that He'll reveal Himself to us!"

And who will be the chosen ones from every present race...
when this event will occur? Those who have kept the faith!
So pray and with your gratefulness ever alive, give praise!
That promise can be visualized by the multitudes that wait!   

"Thank Him with a grateful, happy heart,
take along those good friends who have separated themselves
from a worldliness, which kept them apart...
they run to greet Him in the traquil evening to exalt His kindness!" 

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a voice full of soul
with a gift to share
joy fills the church pews
and hands lift in praise

By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, February 23, 2012
for 20/20 poetry contest (David Williams)
First place

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The heavens declare

The heavens declare God’s glory

As the body without the spirit is dead
So too the moon is dead 
It has no light of its own
Without the light of the sun 
She cannot shine and give light
In the darkness

So too as the sun rises
In newness each day
So too shall the moon
Rise in newness of light
Reflecting the Glory

Like a whirling dancer
The heavens swirl
And sway dressed 
In her skirt of stars 
To the lyrical rhythm
The musical beat 
Of The word of life

© Brenda V Northeast 21/ 01/ 2012

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What is poetry

Poetry is music
Just words spoken and not sang
Picture the melody
Imagine the beat
You can even dance off rhythm
but be confident when you speak
Words reveal rhythmically your perception of creativity

Poetry is a place where words dance
to thoughts about the day
And the paper is where they rest
until the slam at the cafe
Then like a lion it comes in
and overpowers the beat
Placing periods in places where they shouldn't be
Betraying verbs and. cheating on metaphors with euphamisms and irony

Poetry is emotion and dance and freedom
It's a happy place for the mind and
also a spirtual medium
Poetry is art.
It's what you want it to be
So just write write write
about just about anything.

It doesn't have to rhyme....all the time
If you don't want it to
As long as it comes from the heart
No one can correct you. So Write.

January 8, 2013

Details | Cowboy | |

April too lenient

comatose commas thought April too lenient; 
birth was postponed until June, 
provided preference for instant coffee 
or selfless gratification, 
minus the flack fouled narcolepsy, 
however insistent … 

cruelty followed, 
as cardboard mansions collapsed under oath, 
if under cardiac-arrest, 
below if not adjacent to, the end, 
regardless of means… 

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Cellar Door Escape The Fate

We walk through the doorway, heard you calling from the hall
To find you in the bedroom not breathing at all
I drag your body to the cellar where we lay, 
the wax it melts away, 
I kiss your face...
Now we are starting to love you more,
your body's on the canvas, 
That I painted on the floor
Now you wait,
like the drug, 
like the change in the pain it goes on for so long
And oh,
now it hurts in the worst way, 
now that you're gone, 
its so wrong,
its so wrong....
If I could take you somewhere,
I'd take you to my darkest place, 
scatter you in art forms, admire the whore,
beauty in different ways your hands on picture frames, 
your eyes in the glass wear your face as a mask
Now they are starting to love you more, 
a gallery of your beauty no charge at the door
As you wait, 
like the drug, 
like the change in the pain it goes on for so long
And oh, 
now it hurts in the worst way, 
now that your gone, 
it's so wrong, 
it's so wrong....
And down below your veins run dry your vacant eyes, 
I lost control your face is pale, 
your body's cold
And down below your veins run dry your vacant eyes, 
I lost control your face is pale, 
your body's cold
(face is pale your body's cold )
Wait, like the drug, 
like the change in the pain it goes on for so long
And oh, now it hurts in the worst way, 
now that your gone, 
it's so wrong, 
it's so wrong...

Details | Dodoitsu | |

If You Could Read My Mind

<                                        International waters
                                          laying down a little folk
                                          thus if you could read my mind
                                          what love we can sell

Entry For
Francine Robert's
Write Me A Lightfoot Poem

I Chose If You Could Read My Mind
G.L. All

Details | I do not know? | |

Upon this Christmas Day

He sleeps there in a stable
The babe born to the world
Both mother, father watch with care

Though swaddled in a cloth
He is born, yet, to be king
With but just rags for Him to wear

This special morning
The sun now shines bright
From stars there in the Heavens
To the rise of morning light
The world now is much brighter
As angels, too, now play
There’s hope and happiness to share
Upon this Christmas Day

For within the early morning
Angels brought the sky a voice
Calling forth those who wish to hear

Along then, came all others
Knowing truth within their hearts
That all now have nothing to fear

This special morning
The sun now shines bright
From stars there in the Heavens
To the rise of morning light
The world now is much brighter
As angels, too, now play
There’s hope and happiness to share
Upon this Christmas Day

Go forth and tell all others
Who had no chance to hear
The news of hope and of the joy

Let them know the Gift of God
That comes to save us all
His son sent as this little boy

This special morning
The sun now shines bright
From stars there in the Heavens
To the rise of morning light
The world now is much brighter
As angels, too, now play
There’s hope and happiness to share
Upon this Christmas Day

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Rastafari certainly was a young man of magnificent talent indeed...
He praised God, as Abraham did, in his chant and dance with true glee,
Bob Marlyn and Peter Posh helped him become a raggae star;
some folks thought he was crazy with those long, braided hair.

Since ninenteen-seventy when hippies abounded,
and revolted against the American Government with protest...
Rastafari wrote great songs of many themes for the oppressed
and poor who were denied civil liberties in their own land.

Listen to those songs, feel the vibrant beat in the his unique music
and walking in his shoes you can sing with him and become his friend,
because Rasatfari dreamed of seeing all peoples embrace around the troubled world...
has he died in vain or left an indelible legacy for those adoring his everlasting beat?

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I hear song amid the distant tree line
of winged angels singing praise
in sunlight prisms that flicker 
and white orchids of flowering lace
in conscious mind I retrace 
each moment of spirit great call
of soft water line pulsing
and visions that ebb my soul
one moment I climb out beyond 
this entrapment of body and flesh
and roll infinite in spirit 
with dust and ash of breath

for now 
my hands tightly folded
in a moment of praise and request
of divine heights I see climbing
to entwine eternities nest   

I drift in words held closely
of misty hymns fluttering light 
a breath
a sigh
a great release
one moment
a fraction in time

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When I look into ur eyez

when I look into your eyez
I see love still there inside
and I want to be that one
to make it sunny when it rains
yet I want to be that girl
to step into your world
but first you gotta let me in
into your heart
and I promise you
I wont split it apart
when I look into ur eyez
I see love still there inside
I wanna make u laugh
when u cry
i wanna make u happy
when ur sad
I wanna start brandnew
and erase ur past
I wanna be the best
you neva had
so when I look into ur eyes
I see love still there inside

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Beyond What's Seen

You do not know what I see
I see you crying next to me
I see your pain, I see your tears
Through your laughs, and through the years
Past your mask I see your face
You are hiding in this place
Trust in me, I won't let you fall
You don't have to hide at all

Open up what's in your heart
That is the place I will start
Open up your eyes and see
All that's left is you and me
In the end you'll see the light
Come on, I don't want to fight
Together we will make it through
Come on. Now, It's me and you

Now you can start to feel
How much this love is true and real 
behind your eyes you keep your pain
It's all locked up in your brain
Come on. Now, just let it out
It's okay to scream and shout
I will help you through and through
I will always be with you

Details | Free verse | |

I Hear A Symphonie { Vignette}

reconised as one of the greatest harpsichordist 
his sonates for flute and harpsichord remain
an attractive part of chamber music repertoire
with six string symphonies he had written for
baron von swieten and arbiter elegentium in vienna
music by cpe bach is often listed with a reference number
from the catalogue of his works by wotquenne {wq}

Bach, Carl Philipp Emanuel

Can find his works at
Classics online .com

Entry For Brian Strand's FanFare Contest

Details | Senryu | |

Angelic Anthem

                                             The trumpet sounded
                                        Played by God's Holy Angels
                                          As they sang love's song

Details | Monorhyme | |

Ole' Waylon

"I don't think Hank done it this way"
You snarled and growled your essay
Your show was a rebel's ballet
But you had that old devil to pay
Ole' Waylon was a true outlaw hero

Fed up with that same old tired scene
You raged at the Nashville regime
Oozing with marvelous gangrene
Howlin' "Lonesome, Ornery and Mean"
Ole' Waylon was a true outlaw hero

Sizzlin' like hot Texas chili
Singin' "Good Hearted Woman" with Willie
Gettin' high and acting plumb silly
Two crazy old Texas hillbillies
Ole' Waylon was a true outlaw hero

Saluting Bob Wills as the King
'Faded Love" those fiddles would sing
Don't worry about one dog-gone thing!
Sing it proud and let the bells ring!
Ole' Waylon was a true outlaw hero

For Michal J. Falatico's
What Songwriter or writers Inspire You? Contest
Songwriters Inspiration: Waylon Jennings

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Praise God

If it's not one thing then it's another.
I'm either fighting with my dad or hearing screams from my mother.
My girlfriend doesn't trust me. I can't pay for therapy.
I can't do this all alone. I get down on my knees.
I ask the lord for forgiveness, right before I begin.
Although he is a forgiving God, how could he look upon sin?
Prayer is so simple even a child can start.
It's not all imagination, your faith must come from the heart.
It's all so real, the thrill you feel, the chill that's going through you.
You no longer fear it, the holy spirit starts showing and glowing, it's true.
Who knew that you, that tough guy? The one that wouldn't believe?
Then why are you always calling out for him when your unable to achieve?
He's always there to help us. Stand out and give it a try.
The Closer you get to God you'll see this isn't a lie.
Thank you, Jesus! Praise Jesus! Halliugha! Oh Lord!
I can never lose a battle using you as a sword!
Life here is too short, yesterday is already gone.
Knowing where you'll spend eternity will help keep you moving on.
Praise God!

Details | Free verse | |

A Dream Within A Dream

Standing before a diverse group
A talent found in devoted individuals

A musicians haven
A musicians dream

I gently grasp my simple tool
A baton

The music sings in my head
Only one thing to do now

I raise my hands
And the musicians are ready

A simple flowing tempo
Written by my hand

A cello sings my hearts soulful song
A tear leaves this musicians eye

This is my dream
Within a dream

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Stars shine brightly above me as I look up at the glowing full moon.
A cool breeze is blowing and
A soft music seems to play in the air around me as
I think of what life has given me.

This gift is more than I could have brought myself to ask for.
For the longest time I've been content to be there for others
Ignoring the fact that as I helped my friends find happiness, I have been alone.
Now I find that Life has given me a gift. A thing so precious that never again could I go
through life without it.

Life has given me you.
You, Suki, have become my life force. The very thing that keeps me going.
I love you with everything I have. Granted, it isn't much, but I promise you that it wont
be missed. I'll love you enough to make up for the materialistic things that I don't have.

The moon blurs as tears fill my eyes and I start glowing as bright as the shining full
moon above me and
I find that the music I hear around me that is so heartbreaking-ly beautiful isn't in the air.
It's inside me.
I never have to be alone again.
Never do I have to bottle things up for the sake of other people because I know I have
someone who wants nothing more than to have me cry on his shoulder.
I love him
And to the very core of my being I know he loves me.

Life has given me something I never dared to let myself dream of having.

Life has given me Suki.

Details | Dodoitsu | |

Forever As One

With family and friends gathered 
together in festive mood
a celebration of truth
entangles two souls endless love fills our hearts-
I take your hand in promise...
in a single breath, consumed 
as we sway in dance...

Details | I do not know? | |

Reaching For Heaven

Joy's in the air
Paradis beyond the sky
Rejoice o sorrowful earth
Look up and reach for The Lord on high

Break loose your shackles
Stand tall,stand strong,be humble,yet be proud
Turn your hands upward
And reach beyond the clouds

Reach for the heavens
To defeat your woes
Reach for the heavens
Reach with your hearts,your minds,your souls

Reach up with joy and happiness
This could be our last moment
Not ever knowing when or where
You or me will be summon

Rise up and reach for paradise
Do it with prayer,with hope
Never hesitate even for a second
Keep your faith afloat

Reach up higher and higher still
Till you can feel his presense
Even though you can't see him
You can fell his evanescent omnipresense

Never stop believing,never stop reaching
The wrongs we've done in life can be forgiven
Never stop believing,never stop reaching
Never stop hoping,always stay commited.

I will never stop reaching for
You should never stop reaching for
We all should never stop reaching for

Reaching for Love
Reaching for Hope
Reaching for Salvation
Never stop reaching

Never stop reaching fot Heaven

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Looking for Tomorrow: Lyrics and Song

You can hear here:

I can't believe...that it's all gone
Some people I know, they've wandered on
Some have stayed,
While some have gone
I don't even know
But I go
Looking for tomorrow
I'm looking for tomorrow

And in this time, when money's scarce
I can't decide which is worst
Whether I miss bills
Or miss my kids
I don't even know
But I go
Looking for tomorrow
I'm looking for tomorrow

I'm looking for tomorrow
We're all looking for tomorrow

Maybe tomorrow will see us through
Until then, what else can I do?

I'm looking for tomorrow
Yeah, working for tomorrow
We're all looking for tomorrow
Looking for tomorrow

Details | Dramatic Verse | |


A lonesome dove

feathered white.

The branch strong,

time light. "wait".

A dream.

really blowing a sweet breeze. "wait".

A heart beat sitting in a tree,

spirit like, "wait".

A rhyme.

...of atomosphere.

Details | Lyric | |

Love and Memories (Immortal)

Souls are separated,
From the doubt inside the mind,
Romance evaporated,
Still, emotions remain blind,
Dreams of together breaking,
Hope for this life never thrives,
Yet faith is newly waking,
For soul mates stay alive,

So, lovers dry your eyes
It's okay,
Keep memories in the sky,
For brighter days,
As real love never lies,
And true love never dies,

New days and new hearts aching,
For a chance to be surprised,
Eyes wet and body shaking,
From the pain felt deep inside,
Love and infatuation,
Seems to be the tie that binds,
With hearts reincarnated,
Stubborn soul mates reign sublime,

So, let your spirits fly,
Fly today,
And soul mate dry your eyes,
It's okay,
Memories stay alive,
For true love never dies...

Details | Cinquain | |

Frampton Comes Alive ( Cinquain Tag to Charmaine Chircop )

Concert Peter Frampton Playing classic guitar Solo's making awesome music Alive Thank you for tagging me Carolyn, I now pass this challenge to Charmaine Chircop.

Details | Lyric | |

Words of Courage

I'm waiting for my moment
My moment to shine
One thats irreplaceable
And very hard to find
I'm doing my best
To smile to the world
I know that theres a reason
Why I'm a shy girl
I'm probably not special
In any kind of way
But I wont let that
Ruin my day
I'm gonna do best
No matter how hard it'll be
I'm not doing it for anyone
I'm just doing it for me
I had my moments
I had my days
But I won't let it get me down
No not today

Details | Rhyme | |

Diversity Or Perversion

We often hear many talking about "diversity." Seldom does anyone acknowledge... "perversity." What's "right or wrong," has led to much confusion. As our nation idulges in so much perversion. Many don't know which direction they're being led. As many have rejected what God has already said. His divine and holy principles are being "torn apart." We are witnessing a "division of the heart." Our only hope and answer in all of this mess. Is a way of living that is "God-blessed." His blessings in our life is what we need to enjoy. His word in our way of living... We should daily employ. Without a Godly direction... Our nation is "off course." God is our only refuge and defense... Against this "evil force." Now's the time to return to Christ and engage in prayer! His hands will keep you in his tender mercy and care. Though the whole earth crumbles... and it's governments shaken. Jesus remains our bedrock... and our only solid foundation! By Jim Pemberton 05/07/09

Details | Free verse | |


The essence of a true Empress unveil
The words that cometh out her mouth
Words of wisdom's sacred grail
Words that free the struggle
Breaking mental chains
Flows through her veins

Her words are so powerful
It encamp or rather en-gulf
Our burning desire
For knowledge and spiritual fire
Her mind is her womb
Nurturing, stimulating strumming her tune
People be-mooned
Stand up and listen
Feed from her spoon
Depth and mindless shallow
The power of her message speedily follow
The peaceful revolution stand
That which is of a poetic woman

©Copyright January 22, 2012 by Brian Pierre-Alexander
© All Rights Reserved


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Love for music

Love For Music

I feel you in my spirit I feel you in my soul 
Every morning when I wake up threw you I call my Lord 
My heart beats faster with every note that I share but most important It breaths life into the air

Passion released in words to hard to  explain 
Love for music cannot be changed 
Cannot be without you not even for a day 
You speak to my heart I feel it in everyway

Love for music please do not go away 
Give me a pen and paper and I will write anyday 
About anything that comes my way

Threw melodies raw I sing with joy 
Threw ups and downs I reach to you 
You know my heart you see my smile 
You face my fears and say My child you had enough

Threw Love for Music I have seen your hand move in ways no one one can explain

I Pray threw music hope that is OK!!!!

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Soundtrack to my escape

I am the fallen one, one casted away,
A reminant of a broken promise
Man shakled for one dying wish,
My vissicitudes haunt me everytime
The sound of those blazing drums,
I heard the music mystifies us all,
Saves a man from a Fall,
The strings are being pulled and the chorus chants,
The melody which melts us all,
I heard music has power: To cure and transform
I am still the same; The Man with a broken promise
Caught in the realmn of this heaven and earth
My body becometh the prison of my soul
I am a composer, A composer in oblivion – Looking
Looking, for the soundtrack to my escape.

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Favorite Song Lyrics


I love music from Hank Williams, Sr. to Beethoven
Their sounds deep inside my heart are interwoven

But nothing else can take the place 
Of the words found in “Amazing Grace”

The phrase, “to save a wretch like me”
Remind me of God's love, you see

“Who once was lost but now am found”
Show me His blessings that abound

It set me free from turmoil and strife
And gave new meaning to my miserable life

Become familiar with its soulful words
No greater message can e'er be heard

I urge you to learn the entire song
If you do, my friend, you can't go wrong

You'll see for yourself why I say to you 
Let this become your favorite song too  

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They say one cannot embrace pure silence,
But can they feel the silence embracing them?
Our minds in pausing and transitions,
Could it be…that
Within our souls is an air pocket or two?
Is there a space that should be filled?—can be filled?

The composer was aware by the traffic
That music is merely sounds
And he accepts those sounds and loves them!
Many have said if this was so,
How meaningless music would be!
But there is a certain truth to his words
That one can find buried inside 
Nothing is quiet
Everything is so loud 
Silence is naught but fought
And mechanical resonances bring peace to the heart 

Like sounds to music
Is like words to poetry
There is possibly no rhythm to it at all
But there is a mental tempo as hard as iron in this shackled mind 

Poems are all but words
I accept what they are
Simple, wonderful words

And they are embraceable
Even in our view of silence

-inspired by the composer John Cage on the “experience of silence and sound”- 

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Love this hate that

music is more than an obsession its magic
no room in my heart for another thing
Why does the devil talk to me and i listen to it
feel like i gave myself away a conscript
who wont listen to his parents
a young rebel not caring
but i don't have a selfish center im always sharing
so let me give this back to you what you gave to me world
so much blood hate anger 2 vipers inter twineing and twirling
the black depths of my mind is swirling 
the passion i used to have is running low so follow me
No remorse im nothing more than a modern day force
evil sittin on my horse swinging my sword twords
your vocal cords as my hordes of minions claim im insane
as they dancein short shorts take a bat to your porsche
stomp down all your fortes join me im no demon
im just a evil genius alwase scheming about reaping
anyone stupid enough to close there eyes for sleeping
im fiending on feeding you to my inner beast whos dreaming
Of a day i wake up without screaming

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What You Should Do

Late at night
    music on the radio
the lights out 
   Your fate is in your hands
What you should do 
      with your remaining time 
  is something you must decide
      Late at night 
            music on the radio 
the candle of life 
    burning slowly 
You must decide what you 
      should do 
The demons within 
     and without
   Make your decision 
a difficult one
       illuminate your path 
Let starlight aid you 
         on your journey 
Let yourself travel
          on paths of peace
towards the ultimate goal 
     which lies at the end
of a very long road

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Thoughts of A Song Writer

From my thoughts on the paper in which it lies, 
My everlasting passion is inked as it dries.
The way I feel inside, you might want to spy,
But if you pry, how will my lyrics surprise?
A song for thought will only leave a thought.
May sound difficult, but that’s just how I talk.
I was lost, but I found me.
Dreaming and believing that writing was my key.
The way it flows and the way that it goes pumps me to speak
the very thoughts that many minds chose to keep.
Many rocks I’ve kicked and many decisions I’ve made.
Any wrongs I take the blame.
Tic-tac-toe is only a game.
I plagiarize your eyes with the notes that I’ve taken,
A high note here and a low note there-
You’d swear I’m in your head when my song hits your ear.
Pain recognizes pain
And I’ve have my share of bandages.
 My vibes from life heals the permanent damages.
Thoughts of a Songwriter,
Reaches farther beyond the beat,
Over the lyrics on the sheet,
Not only is it about the speech,
 But more of what the message seeks.
True enough a theme is touched and a heart is rushed.
With the mind-throbbing picture disappearing 
Through the ink of my pen and revealed through your lens,
You can’t hear me, but do you feel me?
I cherish my talent and where it could possibly sweep me.
My doubts and my worries are beneath me.
I love for brighter days and pray for more things to pave.
Call my life my number because its infinite.
Thoughts of a Songwriter,
My mentality drips it.

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Terry was a decent man
In his old fashioned way he was set.
He was polite to all he knew
And treated them with respect.

Terry shared a hostel house
After on hard times he fell
He discovered in the room next door
Was housed the neighbour from Hell.

Music blaring at 3am
Keeping Terry awake
Three months he covered his ears
Until no more he could take.

Knocking on his neighbour's door
He did not know what to expect
All he wanted was the music turned down
And to be shown some respect.

Before him stood a man
With drug crazed eyes.
Alcohol fueled breath hit Terry head on
As abuse spit out of the mouth.

Terry’s pleas for respect fell
Fell on deaf ears with a thud
A complaint to the house care worker
Was greeted with just a shrug.

Then Terry met his friend Mick
Who offered help with his plight.
He said he would resolve the problem
And would be around that night.

Sure enough the music came
Through the walls at the usual time.
Mick said he would have a word 
With the chap from next door.

Twenty stone of solid muscle
Built like a shit-house made of brick.
His face like it was battered by a train
Not to be crossed was our Mick.

He strode into the room
Picked up the stereo with one hand.
The neighbour stood open-mouthed
As through the window it went.

Onto the path two floors down
The Man’s pride and joy smashed
The fragments of the window which was shut
Followed close behind with a crash.

After Mick’s visit all was quiet
And Terry had his sleep.
His life has changed for the better.
His own flat and a neighbour that shows respect.

So if you live in a hostel
Take heed of this tale and reflect.
Think how your actions affect others
And always show some respect.

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Gardion Angel

Angels East, Angels West, North and South just do your best, To guide and watch her while she rests.

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Heart Beats

***A collaboration with a talented friend

You say my name and make me feel
like you know my thoughts, my heart can't beat still

So if its feelin right dont be ashamed
and if its feelin wrong you only got me to blame

Pre Chorus:  
you cant blame it on the liquor 
you can't blame it on the club
you can't blame it on the dj for you fallin in love

you can try to play it off but you know where I'll be right?
Dancin to the sound of my heart and it beats like

From the day we met, my hearts been set, 
it's you i want, with no regrets

Baby ain't no need to rush, we can take this slow
Let's play these feelings by ear and see how the beats go

(Repeat Pre-Chorus and Chorus)

Ima try to be your girl, change your world
give you mine, two hearts combine
So if you got the time baby let me know
We can take it fast, take it slow, keep it on the low

(Repeat Pre Chorus and Chorus)

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finding your rhythm

everyone has some rhythm even if it's only the beat of their heart
everyone has some rhythm given to them by the Lord our God
the flow of life, the synchronicity of how everything works as one
the stream of continuity is how God wants it to all run
yet when things get out of sequence when life's rhythm is off-line
that's when the devil has thrown a wrench into the midst of your mind

the enemy has a counter-rhythm that causes chaos to come in
but you can't allow it to intercede and lead you into a dance with sin
in Psalm 150 it says to always praise God with a rhythm of music and dance
to sing a song, to beat a drum or bang a cymbal at every chance
but don't get it twisted as all rhythm in life was created by our Lord God
and don't let false prophets tell you that it was the devil who got it started
the music of life, the rhythm of living, the simple beat of the heart
is the universal rhythm created by the one and only God
the harmony of the sun and moon, the rise and fall of the tide 
and the orbiting of the planets in space
all of it has a rhythm that God our Creator put into place

so praise God with a rhythm as if it's the one thing you need to do
praise God with a rhythm in a beat that's unique to you
and be it a talent, a gift or an anointing whatever has been placed on your heart
just use it to give praise and glory as you worship the Lord our God

so make a joyful noise, stomp your feet, play a tune or just clap your hands
dance in praise to the rhythm that's in you in the place where you now stand
and even if you can't play an instrument, sing a song or dance to a tune
let everything that has breath give God the praise that He is due
praise Him, praise Him, praise Him praise God night and day
by finding the rhythm that is in you as you praise Him in any way

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One Voice

It only takes one voice to start a song With someone else there… to sing along And pretty soon, you may well see The entire world singing happily There is that one voice within us all It’s pride and fear that hides the call But, if just one would raise a voice Others would follow as a matter of choice So loud and strong, that one should sing Happiness to all, that person may bring By starting the world off… in that song Then everyone else will just sing along Do not be afraid of the changes you make Life can only improve by the choices we take And if the lyrics for that moment seem wrong Then quiet the voice and start a new song One person can change the whole world we know By deciding to stand to let their voice grow Do not back down when it’s your time to sing You’ll be so surprised by what your voice brings Within the air, all the voices you’ll hear Will be of the many that overcame fear Standing to sing, despite those who wait They’re the voices of those, who contribute to fate Do not be afraid of the changes you make Life can only improve by the choices we take And if the lyrics for that moment seem wrong Then quiet the voice and start a new song Be that one voice Sing from your heart Don’t hide in the shadows You can be now the start

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When Mahalia lifted her voice in song,
Heaven’s angels must have sung along.
When she sang, "Move up a little higher,"
And, "His eye is on the sparrow."

Sweet, golden throated gospel bird,
She could lift the hearts, of all who heard, 
With her Heaven blessed, powerful voice,
When she praised her Savior and rejoiced.

Though nobody knew the trouble she'd seen,
It did not break her, or make her mean.
She trusted God’s amazing grace,
And  He gave her strength to run the race.

She sings with angels, now, I know.
Yes, she “got over”, long time ago.
She ran the race and reached her goal,
And her songs still echo in my soul.

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The Fourth Fable

 The Fourth Fable 
The Fourth Fable 
A Jesus Cowboy Song 
Eye am a strong man iff strength is not physical alone, 
but charachter and hope, love become my armour 
 my arm as gates once opened close now new ones open at a glance in poverty 
of riches poor people there in Heaven sing to Jesus as they wave branches from 
the richness of the trees beside the waters running in the trenches freely given 
overflowing when a little lamb just wants a drink of water another drink the water 
bubbles up so no one has to lift her she can reach the water carefully she drinks 
and then she sings…' 
'my holster is empty my life is complete my love is in Heaven 
eye have plenty to eat and to drink ' 
life is not meant to be a shoot em up rodeo 
life is not meant to be a shoot um up movie 
my life is in Heaven my holster is empty 
eye have LOVE' 

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He crossed the line

He loaded his family of 7 in a little silver van
knowing it could have all been prevented
No seatbelts on even the smallest of hand
his impatience with the semi ended
along with the tiniest of cries
now the rest of the family wonders why?
Chorus*He didnt wanna wait
            so he crossed the line
            he sealed his fate
            and destroyed every life
            never looked twice
            into the bigger picture
            he didnt wanna wait
            before he crossed the line*
He heard the door close
turned to see her cry
sighed a breath of regret
knowing he could never try
He just didnt love her
the way he knew he should
he belonged to another
and hurt her as he knew he would
Chorus*He didnt wanna wait
            so he crossed the line
            he sealed his fate
            and destroyed her life
            never looked twice
            into the bigger picture
            he didnt wanna wait
            before he crossed the line*
Bridge* Anyway you look at it
            someone always gets broken
            when the hand of greed
            rips into the wide open* 

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Under Ground Cities

A man walks into a new generation gangster town,
there were guns, amoe, drugs, explosives, and allot of bad people, and that's all he found. 
He looked around the streets and saw allot of African American people running the show,
he walks into one corridor and into another city, and he welcomed the flow.

The new city, to him it wasn't any different than the one he just came out from, there were Muslims,
they wore gold chains and hiphop music was playing every where, the mostly dealt cocaine, and said fuk them.
there women were so beautiful, they would walk around in heals and panties were ever they went,
the man walked though all the gorgeous women and thought to him self, "no I can't". 

The man walks into a new city, he walked into "The Slums" it was the hardest and the baddest outlaws of the nations,
the man looked around and right away he did not like what he saw there, everything was dirty and without and patience. 
He couldn't wait to get out of there, the women were nasty and smelled like they haven't showered in years,
The man put his head down and started walking out of the slums with nothing in his eyes but tears.

The man walked into "Siberia" Everyone living there saw the man come in and they all rushed to great him,
at first the man got a little scared, but than he saw there smiles, so he smiled back at them. 
Everyone was living there was dancing to a death mettle Hip Hop music, while drinking and sniffing cocaine with a gun on there sides,
The man walks to the bar while looking at all the beautiful women that are dancing and giving him a sexy look.
Than the BOSS of the city comes up to him, pores him a drink and tells him how he is the BOSS of the whole West Coast, 
the man looked at him and smiled, he put his hand around the boss, looked at everyone around and said, "Let's Toast".

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So Sweet

 So sweet
  The lonesomeness of the city light street
 has me hearing the sound of my heart beat,
 I quickly fall to sleep, I wake up and stand
 looking outside from my widow balcony.
 I see two homeless men standing in line
 whom I randomly see in this street,
 scuffling in their packets from a handouts,
 for good bite to eat as they gladly retrieve their treat
 which is a pleasant cite for flooded eyes to see
 moreover on the opposite side of the street,
 I see people set down enjoying
 a late morning sunny breeze in front of a restaurant
 chattering, bonding, eating and drinking as 
 I share with them lessoning to the smooth sound
 of the music, children laughing and playing
 on the playground and on hard concrete street however
 not wanting to hear the havoc of the noise, 
 and the rush of a saturated street.
 That is a part of life... which can be sound and can be so sweet.


So Sweet Poetry 10/28/10 by Keith K. Relf

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Thrice-Time Tllings

Sweet angel bells caress the air
With tlling, tlling, tlling

Thrice they chime their gentle tllings
Then thrice again once more

With fluted softness, the tllinging brings
A chorale of soul-lights – Heaven sings

Thrice they sigh their gentle tllings
Then thrice just as before

And me? So sad? Such a sad, poor thing
Am soul-brushed - . tlling, tlling, tlling

Brought home to life, come home to love,
Throw wide my stained glass door

As hummingbirds, afloat mid-air
Still their rainbow wings

Astride the currents of the thrice-time tllings
Transformed beyond their core

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His soul was born from the sun of South Miami,
when the water of the beach was caressing the sand
while the birds were flying freely through the blue sky
and the grooves of dance music colored the streets

The smell of cuban coffee scented the scenery
when forks and knifes were dancing on the plates
with delicious foods from around the world
there were people rollerblading all over the place

He raised from the depths of a Classical Composer
but he put the cool sunglasses on
he looked at the skyscrapers with ambition and glory
and listened to the sounds of lounge groovy songs

He turned on the computers to master his programs
listened to the universal karma and felt the muse
plugged the synthesizers, turned on the microphone
"Chillin' in Miami Beach" he said ...

... and was born: CMongrooves!

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The murky rolling waves subject
to the whims of the February's wind, 
far above the secluded lighthouse;
the roaming aircrafts vanish through thick clouds,
leaving behind a trail of hazardous vapors...
but the geese and seagulls can't continue their existence!  

And still the sea offers them its promise,
a distant shore untouched by man...
by his greedy ways and incompassion,
causing the extinction of many species;
my reflection is based on fact :
we can't survive without them!

The stylish wild birds engage,
as if striken by a sudden rage,
in their frantic, daily dance over the marina,
as I listen the melancholic lyrics of  " Nessun Dorma "...  
the exquisite area of Puccini,
which comes alive through the extraordinary voice of Bocelli!
 At four the fog thickens and shrouds the shoreline,
the brass lampposts light up with reluctance...
to shy away the presence of any ghost; 
I, in transitive joy, hide my treasure beneath the tides,
hoping someone will find it  and remember my work... 
long after my thoughts will be no longer alive! 

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The Journey of Your Song

It's a lonely, truthful journey
 finding your voice, with which to sing,
 even worse, then there's the journey for your song;
but, we all sing from our essence
 to share the truths each heart may bring,
 so sing out loud, sing out clear, and sing out strong.
After a while, you may meet someone
 who may fancy the same "life tune",
 but, their performance of the song does not ring, true:
I can't emphasize enough, my friend
 that we all live the songs we choose,
 and that the melodies, and lyrics always falls on you.
That's why I sing the Blues these days,
 and feel as lonely as the moon,
 there's a certain honesty in reminding folks of pain;
and how next time it might be avoided
 by adding "blue-notes" to the tune,
 to draw attention, so it can't happen to us again.
Now, the other side of those "blue-notes
 is a more joyful, hopeful tune,
 to remind us that our hearts aren't always wrong;
it's merely "par for the course",
 to sing of both sweet love, and pain...
 ..but, that's the blues.....and that's the, Journey of Your Song.

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...this is so intimate of time, as a first kiss of time close of soul, so near, so dear of heart beat, so precious a rhyme that flows so intimately,
deep of time, down by the Crystal Seas...
...this is so intimate of dreams,
dreaming reality,
as the Crystal Sea so reveals of destinies galore,
destined as the night light of the moon-glows of starry eyes,
upon the waters,
...seeing tranquility upon the waves...
watching to the depth of a dream,
and a sun-rise
being so true...
for underneath and within this a moon-lit poem of starry night eyes, down by the Crystal Seas, a vessel sets sail upon the deep...into a kiss of dawn...
Sea to shinning Sea.

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The Seventh Day-PART 1

On the Seventh Day,
 it is often written,
often said,
that the creator rested....... 

Fore I believe that on the seventh day,
that he set at the helm of his creation called mother earth,
thinking humm what's missing?????
let me look ,let me search.........

He contemplated for a minute or two....
then he said I think I got it!

I want to create someone, some things that will be moving,
yet  soothing and UPLIFTING

I want someone that the world will forever behold, 
as the birds were singing and chirping ,
 Ahhh music and notes!!!!!!!!

He created music and musicians!
Spread them all throughout time
with voices that could never be forgotten,
tones that still move,
melodies that fit every single mood!!!

Here's a little  proof

He created

BACH, BHETTOVEN, MOZART, classical kings!!!

He was just getting started,
warming up.

name of Billie Holiday!!!!

When the angels ask are you done????

He said NO WAY!!!!
I got SO much more to make and include,
this could take a lifetime 
relax and enjoy.
STAY TUNED!!!!!!!!!!!!

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What makes me get up
is the strongest coffee cup,
and the enthusiasm to live a full day:
either indoor to write, or outside to play.

Watching movies is fun, but laziness stores fat in my belly,
sitting on the coach, eating potato chips and drinking cola;
junk food won't harm my body if used moderately...
is there a sunnier, warmer place than California?

What wakes me up is the noise of a robin
tapping on my foggy window with his tiny beak;
if he's hungry, he'll flap...if he stands still, it means it'll rain,
hoping I'll invite him in and warble another tune he learned down the creek.

Vacations are far away, late July on my calendar of active man...
choose North or South, snow or sunshine?
Go skiing, or play gulf all day then dine
at the nearest restaurant, but my choice would be zesty Italian.

Isn't my lifestyle exciting and busy, not envying the rich,
or resent the luxuries they can afford along with caviar and champagne?
My pleasures are simple and inexpensive, like the sandiest beach...
you can come along and experience the thrill of an enjoyable day in slow lane.

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Sitting by a moss-covered tree illuminated by sunlight at three,
he plays the very song that his anscestors played yesterday;
remembering what the peaceful and wild land was and will be...
by accepting the fact that his tomorrow is decided by destiny.

He can spend an entire afternoon playing a hand-made flute color chestnut,
as every breeze-lulled maple tree seem to vanish in the increasing, grey fog;
and if his music with shrilling, melodic notes is a devise to find his stranded dog,
he will have the best friend to guide him safely home through beams of twilight. 

Play, handsome warrior the melody you forefathers played on those efflorescent days
underneath the same oak tree to celebrate their free manhood;
and resembling them with long hair and piercing, dreaming eyes,
you don't expect that intruders from other lands would compromise your happiness.

Foxes, grizzly bears, coyotes and buffaloes hear your music and come around to peek:
they know that you wouldn't hurt them and they wonder who's the Great Spirit;
little they suspect that they will be hunted down by the new-comers from the East;
be their friend, warrior...promise them protection when they'll encounter the Beast. 

All that you behold today, may be gone tomorrow making you weep,
grasslands and prairies will tun into towns and cities to make way for greed;
and blood will flow abundantly on meadows where only wildflowers grew...
devastation everywhere with mother's screams by red rivers not so blue.

You must have had dreams of what was coming with a spectacle so gruesome,
take heart...your tomorrow is decided by destiny, pray that you won't be harmed;
continue playing your flute by remembering everything that you deeply loved,
and if you'll die fighting heartless men, I'll remember that look so lonesome.

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Music In Our Veins


The wind blew its distant voice
  Like music playing in my veins
Their choruses peacefully rising and falling
  Offering up their blissful refrains
Wandering about in my heart like radiant stars
  They offer their unsung voices
Planting their seeds and visions
  That were buried somewhere in destiny
Lingering in souls and hearts
  Awaiting their memories to stir in glory
Of their once remembered former stories
  Bringing the past to our future
Lifting the veil that was hidden long ago
  To be revealed to those who will listen
To the music playing in our veins


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Blue Pyramids

Listening to the birds
of ancient rymedies, 
we were sharing music 
around America’s
modern camp fire.  

driving through
tiny plazas and scenic pastures
into the what looked like
the grey, paved future. 

asking myself, 
what’s worth more than 
a rhythm of my time, 
A moment of hate?
Or the recognition of love? 

The answer-
must be somewhere above the city scape, 
lost in the bluely lit pyramids. 

I can’t imagine turning this car home.

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Hands Awake

Hands awaken! Speak out! Answer to sacred shouts,
subterranean whispering, to stars above rooftops—
thread sunlit branches with the chattering of a thousand leaves.

If fluxes and urgencies of confusion or death
should drawn you into your self-box, I say,
remember when one constructed self-prison fell away.
However you helped this forward,
do more of the same.

Be rain-hands, weeping, steeped in earth fragrance.
Be fingers in blossom, faces turning upward,
loves innumerable, rough-cut bedazzled—
unafraid to be splayed open.

Be pocketed hands, released to the welcoming wind—
multiplying there in mid-air,
riding the four directions.

Be hands of smoke and fire, descending and ascending like ragged bird-song—
effulgent, double-charged with surprise
and now even with mock surprises.

Start at the beginning, where you are.
Don’t be satiate with loll-lolling
recede wave’s tide, retreat back and back
into yourselves, until grown utterly intellectual and lumpish!

Now, you Human Being—you come awake also!
Sweep the furnishings from table. Upend the table lawlessly.
Bring the muscular, fleshy, feminine against the masculine and muscular.
Bring the masculine to the feminine. Bring friend to enemy,
estranged neighbor to the confidant. In a dance of pressing hands,
let subtle conversation play.

Ring all the tiny bells.
Stir the King and Queen of Remembrance.

In over-arching restraint, holding back one iota, so pure notes sound—
bring sunburst, sphere and harmony.
Make your entire body a listening board
forming therein—tender shape around which love
seed unfolds infinite spaces and then…

Spring awake! All to better dreaming
where hope and faith are undashed, not this dying.

O, hear me now! Hands, every which one of you,
with every human—never again sleep,
never abandon!

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the sign painter's song

for Woody Guthrie - born:1912-07-14

brushing up on strokin' guitar strings
twangin' words 'bout work and the land
lyrically political of dust 'n' things
not feared to sing 'n' take a stand

so long, it's been good to know yuh
so long, it's been good to know yuh
so long, it's been good to know yuh
an' he was a driftin' along

totin' six-string Fascist killin' machine
travelin' to the west coast shores of sand
singin' loud across fields gold 'n' green
as families struggle to feed mouth from hand

so long, it's been good to know yuh
so long, it's been good to know yuh
so long, it's been good to know yuh
Woody sings us America's song

wheat fields waving at ribboned highways
all the way across this beloved homeland
Woody sang songs of promises made sideways
to up 'n' blow away by uncaring command 

so long, it's been good to know yuh
so long, been good to know yuh
so long, it's been good to know yuh
been so good to know yuh, so long

you've been around for all of our lives
we know your songs and are ardent your fans
with Arlo and others your legacy survives 
to carry on singin' your musical stand

Woody weaves a hobo's lullaby so grand
so long, it's been good to know yuh
glory bound, been good to know yuh
so long, it's been good to know yuh
man it's been good to know yuh so long

© Goode Guy 2012-07-14

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As a young man I was first introduced to the music of THE BEATLES by my father
I would endlessly play his LP records
Eventually memorizing the lyrics to almost all THE BEATLES songs
As my interest grew my father encouraged me furthermore 
By assisting me in buying my first guitar 
I then started to collect films books and memorabilia on the FAB FOUR
John was my favorite
His wit Charm Musicianship he was an all around creative being he was the man
I was struck by his ability to be so imaginative  and his strength to be unique 
The music he created with and without THE BEATLES
I feel I will always hold close to my spirit
As I walk through the times of my life
I will always have the music
To get me Through

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Sometimes when I triumph
I fall right back to my knees
If I can’t keep your peace
Then what does it really mean
I’ve been looking out my window
I’ve been searching for a smile
And all I’ve come to grasp
A mother’s widowed child
And I don’t write your songs
Cause I don’t know your wrongs
In this garden no one walks alone
And I can’t speak for all
But I’m right there when you fall
No I don’t have your love
And I can’t touch your heart
I’ve fallen from above
And I’ve been broken down
But I’ve been thinking of
Another Sunday morning
Sometimes when I triumph
I realize the worlds still learning
I’ve been tunneling through a burner
My dear Amelia
I am the heir to your heart
And it’s been a hell of a summer
So push me through the wind
I just need you to see me through
Breathe air into my lungs
Give me the strength to carry on

"Songs in gray"

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Special Nature

There is music in the wind
it blows so softly and sweet;
humming at the top of the hills
and all the trees swing to it

There is beauty in the water
when it flows from the mountains to the valley
splashing on its path from boulder to boulder,
reflecting the sun like a flawless ruby

There is beauty in the morning;
the fog hangs in the air like incense burning 
drops of dew hang from the leaves 
and sparkle like diamonds set in eaves

There is music in the evening
the sounds of roosting birds fill the evening
and in the sky, just over the horizon, 
a yolk-colored sun hastes to its place of dwelling

Details | Sestina | |


Sails gliding on the shimmering sea,
don't be hasty to engulf silence 
as the chapel's choir engages in a spiritual oratorio praising Him;
an octave higher or lower brings
their inspirational hymn to a desired sound of felicity...
those tones that the loud organ makes!

We, as they, are lifted by the sustenance of faith,
too pure and orthodox to extinguish our oneness of spirit;
adhering to rigid standards and beliefs...forbidding sin
to feed on its vain opprobrium and oppress purity!
We, as they, dwell in this oracle to outshine indefinitely,
and outreach every unreachable and unconquerable limit!

Sails gliding on the shimmering sea,
watch the advancing sunrays osculate the waves of the harbor,
and the optical images that reality conveys!
See the ospreys which learn their skill by osmosis...
that even the ovenbirds can't acquire;
hear the believers's proclamation presaging and predicating unity!

Irreverent  and doubtful soul, don't pursue vanity:
don't be similar to a prancing horse that surprises the rider;
don't prattle when foolishness becomes a hangover!
You have put too much effort into exhibiting your valor...
hardly serving a purpose and be totally useful;
be like the sails gliding on the shimmering sea!

Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci

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So many people have lost their lives
Too many husbands have struck their wives
when can we get over this horrible hate
will we learn our lesson before it's too late

there goes the sun
there goes the sun!
we've walked so many miles and we've only begun
so march onward my son into the distant blue
don't be afraid I'll come back for you

So many lies stacked up before us all
will we catch ourselves before we fall
I guess it's not fair to me and you
that the walk is so long and the breaks are so few

there goes the moon
there goes the moon!
down and out and under but don't give up so soon
so keep forward my son and keep walking on
before the night is over you'll be ready for the dawn

why is there no one left there on the hill
is it because we shot him down with our words that kill
when will we learn that it's far from over
will it be when we rest under ground beneath earth and clover

there goes my boy
there goes my boy!
onward he marches in search of pride and joy
just keep headin' forward though you're tired and sore
your walkin' days aren't over but 
my son, you're ready, for more!!!

Details | I do not know? | |

Reiterate Your Liberation

I live my life
Music in one ear,
A sponge in the other

Some may say
You work, then you play.
I play while i work
And work while I play

The best lessons I learned in school
were during recess
The knowledge I cherish
is taken in, gladly.

"Work" and "play"...
Forget these words.
Replace them with another:

The duality is all around,
in everything.
It always has been.
Your will to see it
may not have been.

Nothing is set in stone.
Regret nothing.
Turn bad decisions from your past into
a lesson learned.
A positive, better future.
You have the power,
You always have.

I live my life
music in one ear,
a sponge in the other.

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Deep Colors of Night

Your song, A Beautiful Child, touched my heart long ago, inspired to love beauty I could never hold, inspired to love beauty from afar. I am the sleepless child who grew tall enough to reach a star. You sang of feelings that remain After the Glitter Fades, and I listened to the sound. Late at night, I dreamed I was Rhiannon, visions kept to myself of a bird in flight, a night bird taken by the wind. Unforgettable songs of love and joy, sorrow and pain, wash over me like Silver Springs, Violet and Blue. The songs from your Book of Miracles lift me on a White-Winged Dove. Feelings of freedom soar in my soul. The higher I fly, the more fragile love becomes, but the heart is strong when we sing. Resilient, I find the courage to carry on, triumph over trials, leather compliments lace. Your voice rings clear like a bell in the still of night. You ask the mirror in the sky, what is love? Bolder with age, I seek to find my own answers. The Gypsy in my soul searches for more. Sometimes, I find my own reflection and a brazen heart. Sometimes, I find an innocent child, shy and unassuming. All of life is lyrics set to music. In the deep colors of night, I hear your voice. for What Songwriter or writers Inspire you???? Contest ***Stevie Nicks***

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Everlasting Wander

From the very beginning

perplexing and wandering

from one ocean to another

an everlasting wander

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Take your hand and put it out forward,
Than swing out out to the side, c'mon don't be a coward. 
This is fun, now swing your hips from side to side,
Remember all the times you couldnt express yourself and you cried.

But now your can swing your legs and feet any way you want,
Look for that new move that you looked for your whole life like a hunt. 
Grab someone by the hand and let them join you in that awesome moment,
I promise you, you will love this feeling you are about to feel.

Turn up the music and dance your heart out,
Move to the beat and go wild and feel like your out of sight. 
This is your moment, don't let anyone take that away for you,
This is not happening too slow and i tell you that that's the truth.

Put some head phones on and go to your own world of greatness,
Bust a move like you never did before, I promise it's harmless.
Make your heart feel what I am feling right now and take my hand,
I promise that I will make you smile and scream with joy and stand.

Details | Free verse | |

In The Repetition Of A Kiss

            In The Repetition Of A Kiss

When I leave the house to follow traffic patterns
Tie and suitcase in my hand
Running through the door to find rush hour
I buy and sell gold bullion for a living 
On the grand piano, the one my wife and I can’t play
I leave a hurried message
“My dear, I’ll be back soon.”  “I love you so.”
“Please have the help clean the piano.”
“The one that you and I can’t play.”
“But if I make it rich, you and I can get some lessons.”
“We’ll play an Oratorio. Opera or an Anthem
Or perhaps a symphony or two one day.”
In between each number we will practice kissing
In the end, if we learn nothing, on this instrument
Our hearts and lips will follow every note in memory
In the repetition of a kiss

I leave you a kiss. 

As always, I will miss you
In the repetition of a kiss

Created 9/08/14 by: Earl Schumacker - Theme- “Leave You A Kiss” The Poet II – Poetry Contest

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When their very young dad went to jail,
they surely lived in a realistic Hell...
I would hear the youngest one cry over an article she read.
Who had taken her daddy away was too cruel;
nothing they said would make her understand,
why didn't the harsh judge break some rule?

The judge's sentence was based on actual fact,
no pleads from the children softened her hard heart as she read the sentence,
" He committed this crime to feed his family so ashamed of his act,
and even dragged his younger brother along to help him steal by cutting fences. "
Then she made an eye-opening statement, " I must abide by the Law,
I am a judge of justice and fairness...not much I can do in this case;
let him behave and his sentence will be reduced in ten years. "
Everyone in the courtroom started to sob...tears began to flow.

I visited them often, and they seemed different people who couldn't admit
what he did was wrong, assuming he was innocent;
their smiles became cheerless, their words loveless:
a part of them was taken away, lost to hopelessness...
the younger daughter locked herself into her room, 
refused to talk to anyone and building that wall deepened her gloom.

Even this year they will not celebrate Christmas with the old thrill,
shopping for presents in crowded malls has lost that excited will,
not even the merriest Santa can make them smile with a jingle bell;
and he must think that they are strange kids who don't love the Holidays, 
perhaps reading them the Nativity Story will change their moody ways...
and to bring this family together will take patience and lots of prayers.

How would I ask Jesus, the new-born, who would love to see these kids at midnight?
They must show love to make this miracle happen on Christmas Eve; it has to start
with a heartfelt wish and deep faith, then the Heavens will suddenly open up...
as angels will descend to sing the hymn they sang before they desperately wept. 

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Cloud Watching

Cloud Watching

Grass tickling your neck
white pillows across the sky
           Your own gallery

Details | Quatrain | |


~ You should know ~

When it comes to love 
and be loved
Its hurt to love someone 
with no return.
When it comes to cherich 
and being cherished
Its hurt to like someone 
with no return.

When it comes to having 
inner peace
It isn't easy to overcome
When it comes to lurid 
Don't call, laugh it loud 
to overcome.

~  Take caution please ~

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Vivaldi's Violin 1687

Vivaldi man of “Four Seasons”
Played his violin for a reason
While singing the strings
Excellent music he brings
Great melody it rings

“La Primavera” sole concerto
Uplifting the spirits without alto
Amsterdam, Prague, Venice and Vienna
Spectacular operas making souls remember 
Strings and harmony joining in splendor

Maestro de Violino
Creating rhythm with his bow like no one knows
Musical scales moving your head
Great melody even for newlyweds
Tempo, decrescendo, awaken even a sleepyhead

Vivaldi man of “Four Seasons”
Played his violin for a reason
Bow singing the strings
Excellent music he brings
Great harmony it rings

© Joseph, 4/14/08
© All Rights Reserved

Placed in the 352 poems selected
out of the 1129 submitted in the 
Poetry Soup September 2008 Contest

Dedicated:  To the lovers of great violin music

Author’s Comments:  My youngest son is a violinist and it’s such a pleasure 
listening to his music and hearing about the musicians he talks about with 

Details | I do not know? | |

Dancing among the Stars

As night is falling
I Hear...  calling
Whispering out my name

As I go out... In the eve 
Dressed up in my evening gown
As my Man comes... for me 
He is all dressed up in his blues 
As we go unto the ball
Gone out on the town after all

Dancing among the Stars
Romance under the moon light
Out dancing on town
Dancing within the night Twilights

Just until midnight
For when the clock strikes
Then I must leave
Quickly… For I must go.. away
That way no-one knows 
Whom I am…

Each week end
Dancing tis so much fun
Same ole thing
Hard to believe
Tis really... 
just a dream
Or is it?
For Dreams do come True

But.. I shall dance among the Stars 
Singing Praises unto my king
My Lord.. my Savior whom died for me
I shall rave.. and Dance for Jesus
I shall raise my hands and swing
I shall twirl about and dance
As my long hair fly’s in air.. within the wind
As I twirl around for Jesus again.. and again
And Dance always for Jesus..
For He the Only One
Then I shall.. dance.. the dance for Jesus
Raising and Praising unto my king
For everything.. His Glory Brings

Praises be to God... Always.. 
Come dance for Jesus
Dance among the stars
In Our Heavenly home
Knowing now 
Tis be  shall never be alone…
Praise always be
To our everlasting king

Come to Jesus

Details | I do not know? | |






Details | Rhyme | |

My Dream contest

If I told you what my dream really was,
You might think I had a serious buzz,
If I told you what was my fantasy,	
Some might think it could never be,

If I told you that late at night,
I dream of saving teens that live to fight,
Addiction, affliction, poverty and abuse,
 Where they are set up to eventually lose,

If I told you how I want to open an afterschool club,
With a music studio, a gym and lots of love,
If I told you it would be absolutely free,
 All the expenses would be on me,
If I told you there would be an art room too,
For all my future Picassos and Michael Angelo’s who

Never had anyone invest in them,
Our future generation of hidden gems,
If I told you it would be the hottest attraction,
Saturday nights would get a major reaction,
Drama plays, music gigs, art gallery’s made by our teens,
Authentic talent would become more appealing than becoming a street fiend,

Since schools are taking all these programs away,
Teaching to the test is the way schools now sway,
Many get lost in the tension,
No inspiration causes more suspension,
Children are more than just a score,
There artistic ability’s need to be matured,

Everyone is unique and 
My dream is to make a place,
Where at night kids won’t go out and waste
Their youth hanging out on the streets,
A place where they could make some beats,
A place to have fun and learn how to socialize,
Instead of growing up around hate, pain and lies,

My dream is to open it in the toughest spot,
Allow their work to make this building hot! 
Just maybe some would chose to come in and create,
Rather than stand in the cold and just sedate,
My dream is to make other teens dreams come true,
Give them a positive escape, and more options to pursue,

When I get the money, 
I will find away,
To transform the way our troubled teens 
see the world today.

By: Sabina Nicole

Details | Free verse | |

Show me

I bow to purity

But what is pure?

Show me purity

I bow to clarity

But what is clear?

Show me clarity

Details | I do not know? | |


A sweetly-scented, earthy rain-storm,
she came to me,

thunderously raging with raw emotion,
she came to me,

drenched in the essence of truth,
she came to me,

she touched a chord deep inside,
she strummed away all emptiness,

she came to me,


she comes to me,


a gentle presence filling my life,

she comes to me,


a healing spirit soothing all inner strife.

Details | I do not know? | |

for Gary Moore

for gary moore...

...ain't nothing but the blues

talkin' sweltering licks

screaming through flaming hues

reaching deep, deep into that wandering soul

of devilish chords on those walkways of paris

strutting and strumming, never taking a mere stroll

so though your time here and now may be up 

and though your moments here and now may be through

forgive me for borrowing your words again

cos' we still got the blues for you...

Details | Free verse | |

The perfect Life

A curse upon the gods to break

How to become an enlightened player 101

something to study and pick apart
A royal Joke of political actors
surrounding one fool
teaching spies
and politicians
how to make global friends
and preachers how to preach

(ever been to the insane asylum?)

The protest against innocence
sold short to drugs and insanity
guns and wars of porn psychology
New age Nuns
Psychobabble witchcraft chant
Haunting the drug lords
as he leads the sphere of influence
to salvation

Diffing to the devil
musical conspiracy solved
Dreams of Jesus
and a masterpiece of the gods

(come on HollyWood!!!
Do It!
Show me!
Tell me!
what's the perfect life?)

The mental patient who isn't crazy
but a metaphor
with a political king's court nightmare
philosophizing psychology
like an originator of thought
keeping no diary
as everyone around him does it for him

do the pieces fit?

protesting drugs and guns?

did anyone get it?
did anyone notice me?
did anyone hear the message?

have i been received?

am i the perfect life?

Details | Ode | |

InSide Happiness

Happiness is an emotion that i don't show very often, The Evil inside kills me everyday not to show it coming. Joy, where did you go? I can't find you anymore, where are you hiding? Please come back to me, i want to feel you when ever i want it siding. The smell of you next to me is so peaceful, But i cant see your magical touch cause its i am not too cheerful. Slap me or do what ever you want to me, Crawl inside me and make me feel you freely.

Details | Rhyme | |

My Pupils

Fatigued eyes droop, lacking sweet slumber
But my eyes are an exception…everything’s a blur
They stare off into space…they ache with displeasure 
But I still wonder… my pupils still wander

My pupils still wander… never planted in one spot 
Their cup is half full…rather than half empty
My pupils see what others cannot  
Because… their too busy to smell the roses of plenty 

My pupils project feelings…
They comprehend – they spiral up and down
They express horrendous sorrows…they observe their surroundings 
My belongings are misplaced – my smile lowers into a frown

Optimism isn’t in the picture…bestowing infection
Upon my crestfallen heart 
I’m a broken compass – I’m losing my direction  
My animated heart tears apart 

Their voices are high in volume…rather than using half their volume
My pupils glance in many directions – beaming with glee 
Because they’re focusing too much on their social lives…let us resume
On with our soothing music 

Intrigued eyes lift…willing to wonder in curiosity 
But my eyes swelter, wearily drowning in discouragement  
They spot what others are too oblivious to see… 
Nonetheless, I still ponder…
Are my pupils singing merrily OR are they wandering in bafflement? 

Do I witness the fears and woes?

My pupils reject the precious scenery 
They are carefree – they are heedless of my despondency 
My pupils forever look forward to freedom…observe the hardships and disparity
My surroundings are chaotic and wild – my heart pounds profoundly…

My pupils…
Oh dear pupils…
Will you ever pay the bills?
Will you ever use your skills?

My heart bleeds in the river mills
My pupils ascend…above the dazzling hills 
My pupils spew out remorse 
My pupils are like open doors…

Details | Senryu | |

Basic Notes

Take a seat!
Let’s learn how to read basic notes 
Take your time . . . 

Quarter notes
Appear in our choir pieces
Math’s involved . . . 

Unique notes
Catches my full attention 
Everyone sings! ! ! 

Sight reading
Could be challenging at times
Try your best! 

Basic notes – 
It’s vital to your skills 

Details | Alliteration | |


I am the wind drifting the snow,
uncertain of destiny and tomorrow
at any hour I could be gone,
and with much strength hope lives on;
nothing can discourage me
to ward off moments of misery,
the firmer I believe, the longer I survive...
Father of endless mercy, bless me as I thrive!

I am the sea in desperate need of the moon,
when no light shimmers across this dark deep;
let me hear a song of joy, not of sorrow and grief,
the hours seem long, but the sunrise will come soon,
to make me sail away to celebrate life and freedom,
forgetting how long I had been a victim of boredom,
feeling the worthiness inside to behold a splendid sight...
Father of endless mercy, bless me as I thrive!

Old age is blessed with wisdom and white hair,
but many despise it and by hiding in the leper's lair;
youth was glorious and seemed everlasting indeed,
we all wish to get back to recall how young we appeared
in days that time erased too quickly from the visions we dreamed, 
and besides happiness and vitality, all dreams were limited
to that certain period forever engraved on perceptual mind...
Father of endless mercy, bless me as I thrive!

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In A State of Amnesia Falling Into Fantasia

Your love, like amnesia it made me forget all the dark forces against me they tortured me relentless then you put me into amnesia from the problems, hope came in the foresight of your prowess and the light emanating from your face what seems calm on the surface is often roaring within screaming, hair crazy like I'm the demon's descendant only strong feelings can push out the weak and those skeletons surface, hurt us and repeat so no ones around and I learn to hate me and no Love to be found because it gave me a profound amnesia. waking prematurely every other time I sleep seeking sanctuary why cant I be at peace? fill up a void come into my world exposed to be touched pay no mind I'm at home when the pain seems too much shut it off like a light now i'm all into peace a presence around me a love like amnesia I'm falling into fantasia calm as can be worries drift away forget how hurt I am for one meaningful day no I'm not the devil but I know who he is he once came to visit and make my soul his as a dark ball inside me consumes me at times i keep inching forward toward the many facets of mind knowing not showing much at all down in the sunrise revived by the fall a natural course of a star entering destruction like lotus flowers in bloom under a fog covered moon in the cold autumn wind healing old scars within practice the old magik into a new growing skill will it be enough the day which stands still worth fighting for.

Details | Narrative | |

Hurt and You Could Have it All

upstairs in my room
i put my ear to the floor
only to hear my parents screaming
the argument is about me
my mom yells "look at what your son has become!"
Heartless, unintelligent, fake...
my father replies back
"hes your son, hes your own pile of dirt!"
whenever my family is out together
we act happy like these fights never happen
but every night they do and i cant tell anyone
i have to act like someone else in order not to get introuble
What have i become?...hurt..dishonest..will this feeling dissapear?
I will drag you down and i will make you hurt..
I lift my head from the floor
still hearing the angry voices of my parents
i found an old needle, and i dug it into my skin
the next morning i go downstairs
with a cut off shirt on, and baseball shorts
My father grabs my arm
"what is this boy?"
i yank my hand away from him and i sit down on a chair
"its nothing sir"
my father repeats "are you cutting yourself?, why?"
i grab my bookbag and i disapear out the door
My father runs outside pulling me to the ground
"are you cutting yourself boy?!" he screams
i say "no sir i just scrapped my arm on my dresser"
My father grabs my face
"you better not cut yourself again" he replies
He hits my face, as i lay on the ground.
I didnt wake up until i felt something wet drip on my face
it was raining and dark outside
i run into the house and into the bathroom
looking into the mirror i see the bruise that was left on my face
My father wasnt home and my mother went to bed
"everything goes away in the end right, if i let him have it all, my moms pile of dirt?"
I sit upon my liars chair full of broken memories i cannot repair 
I become someone else, but the old me is still right there
if i could start again a million miles away i would keep myself
i will find my way

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Reiki Music

Symbiotic melodies . . .
Transparencies of light
Shimmering from the inner self
Levitating to moonbeams bright. 

Hear the chiming bells, their rhythm
Serene with every breath inhaled.
Lie still and dwell within your heaven
Psychic mysteries unveiled.

Heal the heart, repair the soul
Release anxieties and strife . . .
Penetrate this body’s armor
Relax your shell to balance life.

Details | Narrative | |


Nothing is more delightful
and simply remembered by a sweet word...
than a walk through a green forest,
to find a remote spot on a low hill
and put those daily worries to rest;
the anxious eyes long for that vision
of a last, unforgotten season: 
the gentlest rain which brings
a familiar fragrance from other lands...
when spring hides its flowers!

Whenever the lonely poet dreams,
his unerring hand is quicker that  the flowing streams:
the distant vison of his flourishing thoughts
is carried to unseen places; 
and all he wishes is to feel  a sublime peace...
when spring hides its flowers!

The wishful child ,led by his mom ,searches 
 the leaf-covered paths with a sorrowful glance,
even the robins and blue-birds can't confort him,
 or give him some kind of hope for his unleashed whim;
and will he relish the joyful promise of each year,
as a gentle hand caresses his blonde hair...
when springs hides its flowers from his zealous eyes,
and one of those adolescent dreams unexpectedly dies?

I, once, was like him:  curious,cheerful and so restless:
seeking surprises in unexpected places...
finding myself in front of simple wonders
that couldn't  be perceived by the adult mind,
as if they were another mystery, not the creation of God...
when spring didn't hide its flowers!

Details | Acrostic | |


C rying in the wind, we lean against the soft shoulder of a friend.
H ow perfectly imperfect are we who sing, sing the songs end,
O r sway hip round tones into the sun's shine and crystal glow,
I nspiration seeps on Mozart's twinkle and blooms like red bordeau
R ipe with pleasure ringing, we sing, through life's vehicle all aglow. 

Dedicated to my Minsiter of Music EdWard Thompson

Details | Couplet | |

Music is my First Love

The concept of a top ten, is a wonderful choice
For Joe Flach's contest, your words become your voice
Typically for me, music comes first
Below are my ten, please read and rejoice

In alphabetical order, these ten you may have heard
If you know the tunes, please sing along to the words
If I ever win the lottery, I shall book the Carnegie Hall
And invite all the Soupers to sing and have a ball

AC/DC, from the album "Let There Be Rock"
"Whole Lotta Rosie" with whom Bon Scott defrocked

Black Sabbath, from the album of the same name
Black Sabbath being the track, tolling bells in the falling rain

Deep Purple, with "Made in Japan" from the year 1972
"Smoke on the Water" resonates, Montreaux through and through

Ferry, Bryan, a Geordie, "Another Time, Another Place"
"Smoke Gets In Your Eyes" his voice in wonderful grace

Mellencamp, John Cougar, awesome with "The Golden Jubilee"
"Hot Dogs And Hamburgers" taking an Indian girls liberty

Pink Floyd, with their always inspirational "The Dark Side Of the Moon"
"Time" simply out of this world, eventually where we all go soon

Queen, Rock's Royalty, Queen II is the album for me
"Father to Son" to my father, I have grown up to be like he

Rush, the Canadian three piece, "Moving Pictures" from Toronto they are
"Red Barchetta" of Italian design, a gorgeous sleek sports car

Thin Lizzy, with their 1978 "Live and Dangerous" tour
"Emerald" with Gorham and Robertson, twin guitarists so pure

UFO - with their classic "Strangers in the Night"
"Love To Love" what a ballad, the Rock bands just get them so right

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addiction-A Smear

I failed in my life, lost all my fame,
I slowly slowly became ,an addict of cocaine.
I needed my stuff daily right at nine,
It gave me false wings, I thought everything was fine.

Hunger of my stuff, increased day by day,
It became a thing I couldn’t stay away.
I was losing senses by passing time,
Cops arrested me and assaulted for this crime.

I shouted, I cried, ”I wanna pass away”,
Cops suggested that de-addiction was my way.
Cops and friends, suggested for rehab,
After completing my rehab, I finally had a peaceful nap.

Running of your sorrows don’t opt for addiction,
I have been through this it increases your depression.
Insults and tauntings this is what you face,
It’s a nightmare, will never leave your chase.

My life came on tracks, after leaving cocaine,
I feel, I believe my time has came.
To push, to win, to earn my lost fame,
To erase this smear, addicted from my name.

Details | Ballad | |

Small Town Big People

I look in the mirror and see the years gone
I can look beyond the glass out the window
To the yards of my childhood
I can smell the flowers and feel the grass ‘neath my feet. 
I can hear the music blasting on the radio
Mama callin’ me for supper.  

I yearn to go back to that danged town
I fought to get away and never look back,
I never wanted to live there again. 
I guess there’s a piece of me
There in that little town. 

The town is small and so are the events
You’re everyone’s business 
You can get a break and can’t get away
You don’t even have a say
You go to and from and people protest
And those same people will still put you to the test

I yearn to go back to that danged town
I fought to get away and never look back,
I never wanted to live there again. 
I guess there’s a piece of me
There in that little town. 

I made it to the big town K.C, 
Got myself a husband and a son and a place to live
Settled in and made a life, got a career
I swear I’ll never return to my best friend
Comfortable where I stand, 
Happy where I am 

I yearn to go back to that danged town
I fought to get away and never look back,
I never wanted to live there again. 
I guess there’s a piece of me
There in that little town. 

Well times are hard,
And people are ruthless in this cut throat time
Jobs are scarce and bills run high
You never know what you’ll hear at night
The people are small in this big town
Yeah people are small in this big town

I yearn to go back to that danged town
I fought to get away and never look back,
I never wanted to live there again. 
I guess there’s a piece of me
There in that little town. 

I guess the town is small
Just good ol’ boys and girls havin’ fun
Small place, small town, small world
People may talk and people may watch
But the biggest thing in that small town
Are the people after all. 

I yearn to go back to that danged town
I fought to get away and never look back,
I never wanted to live there again. 
I guess there’s a piece of me
There in that little town. 

-Heather Birdwell 9/22/2009

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Pepper's Eyes

Stars that descend from the night skies
Amass, and prevail in Pepper's eyes
Her eyes are a phenomenon
They are like diamonds in the sun

Songs that make smiles and cries
Are songs about Pepper's eyes
A rainy day turn beautiful
A summer breeze that feels cool

One glimpse, and there's paradise
Of peace, love, and happiness in Pepper's eyes
An everlasting eclipse in motion
A brilliant sunset gleaming on the ocean

                                                           ~ Leonard Napierskie

Details | I do not know? | |

Shall we Dance---Everlasting dance together

As he came...
Bent down towards me
He took me by the hand...
Led me out to the dance floor..
As the music played...
he held me close
his heart beating next to mine
warmth surrounded us...
soft... melodies played
I said... I am scared
For I never done this before...
He said.. no worrys..
I am here... my dear
then he whispered into my ear
Singing melodies of lyrics of song
As the music played
We swayed to the music
as held me close unto him...
his strong arms held me tight
dancing on through the night..
gentle as he... guided me
across the dance floor...
Sweeetness music played
More Beautiful then ever before...
Precious moments...

Then I woke up...
Twas just a dream
of many dreams..
But then again
was it???

Tis be soon...
As time shall be...
When moment comes
I shall dance the dance..
as He guides me 
Across the sky
Then between the stars...
To the other side.. 
Beyond... Glorious Love Eternity..
Sweeet Divine Precious moments..
Shall forever be...
Music Plays.. Melodies unto our King
Harmony of all souls
Whom belong to Him
Come... to Jesus
Lets Dance the Dance of Glorious Love Together...
Sweeetness of the Souls..

Details | Monorhyme | |

The Mad Composer

He could be all alone in the middle of a crowd,
And with no one around the voices were loud.
There was little he did of which his parents were proud;
The fog in his mind kept his thoughts in a cloud.

His body developed though his mind never matured;
Somehow he got through school always feeling tortured.
He couldn’t survive on his own, the adults all concurred;
Institutionalized he lived in a cage like a bird.

But the music played on in his head;
    In a wide smile his mouth had always been spread.
        “We’ll be okay,” the voices in his head had said;
            To everyone else, he may as well have already been dead.

She saw things in her wards no one else cared to see.
She noticed that he rocked in such rhythmic harmony.
She taught him the scales that he learned perfectly;
Putting notes on the paper set the music in his mind free.

His symphonies are enjoyed by people throughout the world,
The genius in his simplicity has given many musicians a thrill,
This mad man left to the care of one very special girl
Who had the insight and caring to help his gift unfurl.

Details | ABC | |

Footprints in my heart

It should never end
Says this hungry heart of mine.
The lyrics and tunes keep ringing in my head
Even when though am put to rest

The list I've ever played is endless
As much as the sand which is countless
But many of them could not stand the light of day
And without regrets, I threw them away

But what is in this song
That I can see no wrong.
It has become a part of me
Or lets say taken over my whole being

This song will soon end
My heart bleats
But I must enjoy every bit of it
And this I know
That the song never stops down below

Details | Ode | |

Pleasant Melancholy

It is symphonic
It is rhythmic
It tells a story,
of love and life,
of pleasure and pain, 
of joy and sadness;
a story of defeat and triumph

It is the invisible book
of the human experience
It has the power,
to move you,
to make you yearn for more,
of its delightfully painful, 
audible deliciousness

It can deliver you;
it can be your cry of deliverance
It is so mysterious; 
it could only be celestial

It straddles the emotions
quietly packing a punch,
but pulls it, only to suck you in 

When it hits,
it leaves no bruises
It knocks you out,
into the habitation of joy;
a relief from heaviness

It is transcendent;
a passport and transport, 
to the esoteric zone; 
the inner longing of the soul, 
warping the time in its wake,
at such a pace, 
that leaves you transported

It blows in,
from beyond the firmament,
riding the undulating,
invisible crests of space

It is copious in joyfulness,
filling the soulful emptiness; 
an aid to cope with the sorrowfulness
of humanness,
reaching deep into the soul,
soothing even the savage beast

It is infectious, but does no harm

It is delightfully musing;
rousing a deep satisfaction,
yet, in it, lies a deeper longing,
for something or somewhere,
fleetingly familiar, 
very present, yet very distant

Seemingly desiring to reconnect,
to something or somewhere,
enchanting, elusive, and disconnected

Shhh! Can you hear it? It is music! It is Jazz!

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The Confident Woman

I refuse to sabotage my future, 
I refuse to have self-doubt
I refuse to believe that I'm useless
From the depths of darkness, God brought me out.
You see, God is the source of  where my strength lies
and small beginnings, I shall not despise.
I stand with boldness, knowing my God is real
The Confident Woman has now been revealed
Failures and uncertainty tried to hinder my path
By reminding my thoughts of my frozen laughs
But today is the day that I stand here and say
This Confident Woman is well on her way

Details | Couplet | |

When words are Lost

I am trying to find the words to say,
The ones that dismantle feelings of dismay,
The ones that cut chords from youthless graves,
The ones your prophets said would save,
I am trying to get the courage to finally stand,
Still, and firm with might in my hands,
But the more I try the more I fail,
Surrendering is the only way to begin this tale,

Light overwhelms my darkest days,
As joy floods all bareness, I begin to sing your praise,
For the "I" in me is what needs to be set free,
You’re the one in control of my destiny,
Only selfless cries will bring about this change,
The wilderness is where all the brokenness,
Is rearranged.

I am trying to find the time to express,
All the anxiety’s that tug me into depressed,
I am trying to convey emotions from the heart,
Praying that when you hear them you won’t rip me apart,
For my whole life I’ve lived amongst sinking ships,
That it’s become second nature to constantly slip,
But I reach out my hand to the sunset this night,
And you greet me with words that allow my spirit to ignite,

Light overwhelms my darkest days,
As joy floods all bareness, I begin to sing your praise,
For the "I" in me is what needs to be set free,
You’re the one in control of my destiny,
Only selfless cries will bring about this change,
The wilderness is where all the brokenness,
Is rearranged.

So I’m slowing down and letting go,
Allowing the river to simply flow,
Slowing down, so all will see
That Gods mighty hand is the one saving me.

By: Sabina Nicole
Written in the key of C

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Boy Is She The One

<                                   Betty Davis eyes
                                     Marilyn Monroe's thighs
                                     Greta Garbo's lies
                                     Elizabeth Taylor's cries
                                     Tells me this is why
                                     Is She The One
                                     Is She The One
                                     Is She The One For Me

                                    Britney Spears
                                    Miley Cyrus sneers
                                    Rihanna's fears
                                    Oh my dear
                                    One thing's clear

                                    Is She The One
                                    Is She The One
                                    Is She The One For Me

                                    Madonna's dares
                                    Cher's dairy air
                                    Heart's flare
                                    Fleetwood Mac I don't care
                                    Just wondering there
                                    Is She The One
                                    Is She The One
                                    Is She The One For Me

Details | ABC | |


school  can  be  boring or  fun.most  kids  don't  like  school.but  some   kids  may  get  frustrayted  or  even  sad  and  get  day you will  get  never  give  up  and  always  go to  school. Me i love to go to school! Everybody should 
have fun and enjoy school because there's lots to learn about and have a great education!!

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Dear Diary

Dear Diary.... this heart of mine is been confused if it is love, infatuation or crush he always in my thoughts all day and night that keeps lingering on my mind Dear diary.... here I’ am smiling all alone and thinking him all day long and see him face closer to mine walking hand and hand talking laughing and feeling Dear diary..... I don’t know what to do? Tell me where do I start I miss him each day of my life can't explain this feeling I have if it is madness... when it will last? Dear diary.... I wonder what would happen next? Song of my heart will be please this feeling soon will reveal a love I have been hidden and care about Dear diary... tell me now

Details | Free verse | |

Slow Down

listen to the sound of the rushing world,
wonder what you'd hear if we all slowed down
a minute of an hour a second in a day 
Instead if speeding our lives away
What happens if we listen to a voice that is unheard
Would that make us different or just a bit absurd
Words are the music and in what we say
Do we still wish our lives away
Tomorrow would you slow down just for a second chance
To love someone you left behind to give them one last glance
And if you saw a gravestone of someone you held dear
Would you stop just for a second and shed a single tear
In the sounds of all the speed
Will we lose the truth that we all need
In a silence we all stare 
attending what was really there
In the hopeless hope is found
Making loud yet subtle sounds
In the future let me know
What would you do in bleeding snow
Stop and help the one you loved
Or flee the scene as an injured dove
In the furry of the fight with what is left will it be flight
Tomorrow would you stop and stare if blood washed down
Painted walls and streets around
And if you new the causer of would you wash your hands with the blood
Or would you run to a place of gold a secret place you still behold
A place where children frolic and play
A place where speed is left where it lay
A place of new adventure here
A place where newcomers all draw near
Listen to the sound of the rushing world
Would you listen or just be absurd
In what you hear does music play
Think of what it would be today
In a place where speed was left to lay
No more rushing through our life
In peace we call it calm without strife
Tomorrow may be different or just another dream
But this is the part where we place all the seams
And in a subtle laughter we may all feel absurd
But in the distant future this will be a different world.

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Birdsong twitters
Sunlight flickers in and out of clouds
Weaving messages with light
You resonate with sound

Chirping virtuoso
Eco vibrato on a pleasing wind
A melody to serenade my ears
As wings glide legato 
Wings flap staccato
From bird’s eye view
Your chorus chimes

I beg reprise ...

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The Night of Unleavened Bread

Matzos slip into their mouths
Voices project merrily...tonight is
The night of Unleavened Bread

Lamb and other delicious
Meats and veggies... satisfies our taste buds 
What a splendid night it is!

Wine's brewin' in our wine cups
The dinner table - creates pleasant talk 
During this meaningful night

There's moments of quietude 
When it comes to de-leavening our lives
But, there's moments of gladness

On this night of peacefulness
Cheesecake - a delightful treat to savor 
During this night of pure bliss

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''A genius is a lofty kind indeed''

A genius is a lofty kind indeed:
he or she is a creature of the mind
that goes where breaths of inspiration lead
like a mythic muse on a Grecian wind;
some have the gift of poesy like Keats
and some the gift of music like Mozart;
one limns a lush, green field where blithe sheep bleat
and one writes airs that lull the soul and heart.
The gift of genius is but an instrument,
a golden talent to be invested,
used, multiplied, shared, for the betterment
of humanity and thus wisely exploited.
      But, if your genius be absent from this rhyme,
      then share the greater genius of your time.

Details | Chant Royal | |

The Castle

I live in a castle.
By the sea.
Open to all for tea.
The drawbridge down.
The gate  ajar.
The clatter of hoof beats.
Heard afar.

Come in and stay.
Hospitality our way.
The Princess in her tower, marooned.
Incarcerated for her cooking.
And at the Knights looking.

Many pass this way.
To the jousting and the play.
Hoping to catch the eye.
Of the Princess in the sky.

Horses resting a feast prepared.
The smell of roast beef being aired.
Best robes wearing.
My crown adorning.
The queen applauding.
Looking adoring.

The Minstrels playing.
Acrobats displaying.
A Clown clowning.
Everyone enjoying.
Singing come come.
Come to the fair.


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Gifted And Blessed My Song

A child was born gifted and blessed
Not understood by parents, siblings, and all the rest
Personality traits introverted, shy 
Leaning toward melancoly don't ask why

Drawn to music, art, crafts and poetry
Who loves to hear and tell a good story
Feeling insecure, unloved, and misunderstood
Fearing the worst, bottled desires to fit in if she could

Wanting a chance to just use her gifts
And help others not feel misfit
Lives her life in her hometown
Where this woman will never wear a crown

Details | Free verse | |

Star seeding

How many nights awake as thoughts tumble so fast from the heavens that sense just needs to
be made?
Grab the pad always nearby, for when the rains come
and pour your heart out with them.
It’s understated to say inspired,
conversations with clouds,
allowed and understood.
Good. When that thunder rolls you know that flash is going to illuminate a lot.
All you’ve got
is a few minutes to get that down, a word a code a sign.
To remind your mind again.
It’s like that for all of us, but we,
we who have learned to pay attention,
not to mention
that we like it,
we listen. That’s all it is.
Nothing mystic
or fatalistic in it.
We like to dance naked in the rain.
And let that rain wash right through us.
We’re not afraid of lightning, we know it comes from the Earth.
And we’re rooted there. Deep.
So keep
your judgments to yourself about what’s right.
There ain’t no St. Peter checking for baptismal certificates at the Pearly Gate.
And Fate
can be re-written any time by intent.
Well meant
wishes sent to you do good and keep you strong.
So that rain of inspiration won’t burn you up, keep you watered long
After you’ve apologized.
So we let it through in verse, in muse, in story disguised
As truth. Star seedings through us all
Watching as seeds fall
And sprout in the rain
on Earth.

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The Sun's Rays

The sun’s devouring rays
Reveals an astounding sensation against the marvelous universe
It caresses the earth with warm hugs and gives life to the motionless gaze
Its auras are above nature’s designating exteriors
Its swaying beauty is beyond Earth’s inhabitants, deserving my praise

It treasures the sky with joyousness and forms swarms of jeering birds
The sighs of the wind attracts clamoring herds

The sun’s appalling flames
Unshackles a zealous tune that reveals the Earth’s accord
It embraces the atmosphere with remarkable claims
Unraveling my curiosity; my ears are pleading to hear more, so I go forward!

It prizes the ocean with eagerness and forms swarms of screeching seagulls 
The strength of the waves draws in scorching souls 

The sun's unattainable rays 
Motivate life to trail on till its duty is done
Its auras seep through the whirling sky and strays
Embracing ambitious love like a father and son  

Details | Epic | |

Pop-Contemporary Christian Music

I listen to a lot of pop/contemporary Christian music because it's inspiring and really
great. It's as if I'm at a contemporary Christian church in Arlington, Texas, on a Sunday
morning. The music reminds me of my early teens, how I met new friends, and to rejoicing
to the Lord. Out of all of my favorite pop/contemporary Christian music artists, my
favorites are Stacie Orrico, Junp5, Third Day, ZoeGirl, Michael W. Smith, and others. The
music has inspired me to to not only think for myself, but to write my own poems, as well.
When I listen to a lot of pop/contemporary Christian music of the past, the present, and
the future, I get this sad and ominous, but happy feeling. And when I listen to a lot of
contemporary Christian music, it's like I'm reading the Holy Bible, the King James
Version, every single day, as well. I put in a pop/contemporary Christian music CD in a
portable CD player or a radio with a CD player on it, I push play, and when the music
plays, it's like going to a contemporary Christian music festival in Colorado, in
Franklin, Tennessee, or anywhere else, especially when I'm in church. Right now, I'm
thinking about being a born-again Christian in the near future. And if there's going to be
a bunch of brand new pop/contemporary Christian artists and the music industry were to
keep growing and growing, then this is going to be great for all of us pop/contemporary
Christian music fans. I wonder if there's going to be more Christians?

Details | Couplet | |


She's a pretty Pop Star with amazing and unique vocal cords...
why find a similar one after her heart has been broken into pieces?

No, Adele's solution is not mine! Do I need a quick-fix?
I'd rather forgive that foolish heart than remember another heartache! 

In past eras lovers were more realistic, patient and forgiving...
and they waited for their swethearts and loved them with a more intense feeling!

People constantly change by seeking someone more gorgeous...
love can be fickle and nobody seems to mind, but doesn't that lead to regrets?

Entered in Michael J. Falotico's contest,
" How To Fix A Broken Heart "

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Drowned in Illusion

Looking around

there is nothing but illusion

Everything is drowned

in the oceans of illusion

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Sing Me a Song

Sing me a song to dry my tears,
One that chases away my fears.

Sing me a song when I am down,
That tells of the love that we have found.

Sing me a song both day and night,
That tells me everything’s alright.

Sing me a song, soft and low,
One that makes my heart to glow.

Sing me a song, loud and strong,
One that lasts two lifetimes long.

Sing me a song from far away,
One that says by me you’ll stay.

Sing me a song both near and dear,
That reassures me your still here.

Sing me a song to lift me high,
That helps my fingers touch the sky.

Sing me a song that’s tried and true,
One that says, I love you.

Please sing me all these songs and more,
Because life is knocking at the door.

Details | Rhyme | |

Imagine by John for Yoko

In the annuls of time 
A song was written
By John Lennon
In love and smitten

His Japanese girl
Had caught his eye
Was it
The Beatles demise 

The songs he wrote
Since the Beatles departed
It was 1971
And his new career started

In this year
His most famous write
A year after the Beatles
Disappeared from sight

His heart now captured
By a Japanese girl
Imagine that
His heart in a twirl

Her poetry inspired
For John to write
Her World War two horrors
Brought to light

For his inspiration
In his writing suit
Yoko Ono's book

Imagine a raindrop
Imagine the clouds dripping
Give peace a chance
Listen to John's singing

In dedication to an Ex-Beatle whose awesome track " Imagine "
                     is sung all through out the world

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I Am A Jock

A bad play
On a deep and dark September
Gazing from these bleachers
To that ref who blew that call
On a freshly painted court in the middle of fall

I am A Jock
I am A Flock

I've got balls
A fortress deep and plenty
That none will discinagrate
For friendship brings me joy
It's laughter from my best friend Roy

I am A Jock
I am A Flock

Don't talk  hate
For I've heard much before
It's resting in my head
And I'll try not to wake
So It doesn't make you cry
For if I never would of put on that cup
You've  never heard  awwwww shut up

I am A Jock
I am A Flock

I have my hooks
And my cup to protect me
I am such a world charmer
Hiding behind an ump
So another won't bump
I touch no one and he better not touch me

I am A Jock
I am A Flock

And a Jock feels no pain
And a flock seems to die

This is off spin
To Simon And Garfunkle's
I am A Rock    LOL
Gl All

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What's That I Hear

What's That I Hear?

The bells are ringing,
     listen, listen.
The angels are singing,
     do you hear?
They are telling the story
          once again.

The Son is exalted, exalted.

Handel's Messiah is heard
     in heaven, as always.
What a gift God gave us
     through one man,
          willing to listen.

Listen closely,
     listen with your heart,
          what do you hear?



Details | Light Poetry | |

Heart Beat

Sleepless and confused, my mind wonders around like a lost child,
all this gray and rain makes me think suicidal. 
Having to do the same stuff over and over again is pissing me off,
so i lay away to this sound of the beat i got playing so soft. 

My only escape is and every will be is this beat,
trust me it can put on a good show so have your self a seat. 
It will rock your world from the wonders it can do to you,
cause this sound is from the heart and soul and that is true.

Most people don't believe me that music can change a persons life,
it's only cause they have never experienced a good fight.
A fight for there own life, and the only thing that brought them back was music,
but they still refuse to admit that it's not magic.

So go put on a set of headphones and tell listen to a beat or two,
cause by the time you are done i will be asking you if it aint true.
So that's what i am about to go do is put on a set of headphones and listen through,
cause it's not what i can do but what the music can do to you.

Details | I do not know? | |

Who are these People Pt 1

who are these people?
where do they come from?
they are older than time can measure, sadly
hopeless and a hazard to others and themselves
unable to move their vessel body, physically handicapped
through years of wear and tear and genetic mutation,
......and their mind
seems to be corroded and rustic
likes plates of steel left out in a thousand thunder storms
i wonder
how these people got here
being so retarded, challenged, in-capacitated, unable
asking questions that a dumb blind drunken monkey could answer
just by looking at them I can feel the presence of cancer
they are dying
as flowers would do with only a moon
i talk with them, as the babble, and drool
and struggle to stand for more than 2 minutes
and struggle to walk across the room
to show me their new exercise to improve the demented motion they call a golf swing
i take a breath and listen, nod my head,
wishing that i gave a fluff, but i dont.....instead
id rather continue watching a documentary on the paleo-indians who survived through 
the ice age
that eventually became the native peoples of Canada.
2 more incoherent zombies walk through the door,
with looks on their face of confusion, and death
they step up on the treadmill huffing and panting
and ask me to set them up 
level one, for 3 minutes, 
im thinking in my cant be serious.

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Addicted-for Matt

You let this thing take a hold of you,  control of you
Dictating your actions like a puppet without strings
Taking you down the road of the weak
Unable to believe what yourself,speaks
Destroying your body from the inside out
Subconsciously making you scream, "Let me Out"!
Your a shining star on the verge of a disaster
Stop it before it gets what its after
Admitting the lies to the ones you love
The first step in becoming what you need to become
Seeking out the help you need to save your soul
is the bravest thing in this world,that i know
Your a shining star that needs to shine
Dont let it burn out
Stop it,Scream,
"Let me out!, Let me out!

To be a measure of a man
You gotta take a stand
Gotta take control
Gotta find the strength, on your own
Be that shining star
that i know you are
Gotta fight the fight
You gotta  right to your life
Keep fighting 
Fighting for your life............

Details | Light Poetry | |

cancion de guitarra(songs of a guitar)

a twinkle in the eye
a sweet song filled with grace
the sweet music of a lullaby
key notes of an a minor, sharp c, high and low f
a beautiful night
beside the wam and inviting firelight
strumming of a muse
whatever you choose
soft classical music
calm, soothing piano
like the pitter patter of light rain
you have nothing to lose but a lot to gain
for great relaxation you dont have to go far
listen to the songs of a guitar

Details | I do not know? | |

Parade for Christ by Kenny Davis

Parade for Christ by Kenny Davis

I open my eyes, excited for today
As I await the parade with Christ leading the way

His children march on with their banners waved high
Their very voices of praise lifted towards the skies

The sounds of glorious trumpets and laughter aloud
As all the songs and hymns pierce the clouds

A fellowship gathering between sisters and brothers
Showing love and compassion, cherishing one another

Watching as their flags are valiantly waved
Making a stand for the lord, in hopes that others will be saved

Songs of Zion shake the walls and rock the streets
As the children of God march on, proudly stomping their feet

Voices continue to climb, reaching beyond the gates of heaven
His followers go on for miles, marching seven by seven

To the people of the world, they proudly sing their song
Praising his holy name as they are marching along

This majestic event, monumental celebration
On behalf of the Lord, whose love serves as inspiration

The world shall witness and the people shall hear
On how the masses of God shouted and cheered

Dancing through the town with smiles on their face
As they praise the lord for his love, his mercy, and his grace

People will ask one to another, “Have they heard?”
On how the children of God marched, proclaiming his word

Showing appreciation for God who sits high
Demonstrating to the world how much he has worked in their lives

As they continue to march over the horizon in line
They continue to let their light so brightly shine

© November 2010 k.davis

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My Life's Song

I'm listening for the chorus
Of my life's song
Something familiar
To keep me strong

I'm listening for rhythm
Where I belong
Something I can dance to
All day long

I'm listening for the lyrics
To sing along
'Cause my life's a melody
Of right and wrong

So I'll follow the beat
Of my heart's gong
The resonating sound
In my life's song

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Belfast Child

The streets of the Irish north
Separated by faith
Different religions
In our human race

During the troubles
Through the bullets and bombs
Sectarian violence
Engulfed in their wrongs

Soldiers and factions
In wanton maim
Left this proud country
In blood red stain

Years have passed
As the peace accord lives
No more slaughter
Where life was once sieved

Tomorrow, there after
No more feuding campaigns
For the
Belfast Child, sings again



Inspired by the Simple Minds track " Belfast Child " by an excellent Scottish Rock Group


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If all the things I have right now were taken away and I had nothing left I would fantasize about nature and how beautiful it is. I would imagine that I was swinging on an old tire swing in front of a river. In the river were little ducks and I would go feed them. In my life right now I don’t think of nature that way. I think if my freedom was taken away I wouldn’t take it for granted the way I do and I would know how much it actually means to me. I would also imagine my family getting together for my family reunion. We would usually have them in September. My aunt would make her fancy white cake topped with chocolate drizzle. My grandma always made her jello cake; I still don’t know exactly how she makes it. The others would bring KFC, at least three boxes full of chicken and fries. All the kids would sit together and play games and laugh as we threw food at one another. We would have a game where the kids lined up from age 1 to age 13 and you would get to pick a prize appropriate for your age. I would always get stuck with bath soap and tooth brushes.I take a lot of ordinary things for granted and I think a lot of people do but they won’t admit it. Sometimes I even take life and my freedom for granted. I think that if maybe we wouldn’t take things for granted like the trees or our freedom that maybe our lives would be a lot better and things wouldn’t happen the way they do. I have lived long enough to know that it won’t happen, nothing happens the way you want it to. Just a few months ago I lost my grandma and I couldn’t do anything to help her. I took all of the things she did for granted and now that she’s gone I miss her. She used to make this tuna casserole, it was just amazing but I never told her just how much she meant to me. I think if I would have told her that more then I wouldn’t feel so guilty or depressed that she is gone. I never told her what I needed to. If people could use the words of John Lennon “Imagine Peace” and actually think about it then maybe the world wouldn’t have to end because there wouldn’t be any enemies, murders, drugs, none of the bad things would have happened. If we could have just accepted everyone around us for who they are and known that one day we all have to die, we could have stepped back from it all and said I had a good life and I don’t regret any of it. I think it’s no good to step back from something and tell yourself that you could have done something to prevent it.

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As One

Completely overtaken
Like stars shining bright
Expanding endlessly
Shimmering splendidly
Mesmerizing my mind
Hypnotizing me into a dance
Enveloping me in his grace
Enticing me to follow his lead
Blades of grass slip between my toes
Dew dampens my skirt
As we step and twirl and glide
As one

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light shines eventually

My thoughts started out virtuous

but, eventually,

you reeled me into your thinking

long ago, yet, everlasting.

Sweet dreams

turn into lingering evenings

sleepless nights.


I think of you...

in the dawn, down, and up time

And, the pendulum

is always still and running.

neglected in your own country.

begin not only thinking of two.

raised in the mountains of atomic waste

I can only glow

when your energy is surrounding

me like air and a light muon breeze

Only the few are allowed to

enter the cave a of proton

infested soul.

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The Beginning of the End

That’s how it ends 

So, this is it.

when we lose it all


this is not the End

This is only

The Beginning of the End

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Untold Melody

Vibrant melodies
Searching for virgin ear drums
Lone mocking bird sings

Nathan Bane Leccese
© All Rights Reserved 05/17/2009

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Time Take Me Onward

I’ve blown half my life away
Given my dreams away
All in the name of something called love

Would I go back in time
Recapture my own mind
That wouldn't be me or what I'm made of

So Time take me onward
Upward and homeward
Time be the healer of all I’ve done wrong
Don’t leave me in defeat
I followed my heartbeat
Time be the giver of love when I’m gone

Seems I’ve no fight left
I guess that it’s just best
To try to set right all that’s amiss

Can’t promise tomorrow
Don’t want you to follow
Just find remembrance in more than my kiss

So Time take me onward
Upward and homeward
Time be the healer of all I’ve done wrong
Don’t leave me in defeat
I followed my heartbeat
Time be the giver of love when I’m gone
Time be the giver of love when I’m gone

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Normal or not

What dose it mean? 
What is Normal?
Is it someone who lives a life that is the same everyday
Who is normal?
a man in a house or a man on the street.
Is not being normal bad? Or good?
Being someone your not is not normal to you
But being someone you are is normal to you.
Like a artist who paints and draws that's normal to them
Like a dancer who practices and moves to music that's normal to them
The ones who think they are normal
Are they actually normal? Or not?
They think the people who have talent or a skill that they love doing
Are weird. 
If so what dose that make of them?
A freak? No they just don't know how it feels
How it feels to do something that you love
An Artist painting what he/she thinks on a canvas making words have a picture
A Musician making music that comes from the heart
A Poet writing words that mean more than a thousand things.
Being able to make something awesome is a gift
To be able to speak in a way that most can't.
Is something that is normal to those who share the same love for their talents/skills
But the ones who don't know the things you do cause you love them think your weird.
Let them think those things.
Because, You have your very own special way of definition of normal.

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Take Flight

A soul with wings is one who tries
A soul with song is one who flies

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To Catch A Cloud

Verse 1

catch a cloud
praise out loud
time to bow
holy wow
do not sow

as I catch a cloud
catch a cloud

Verse 2

raise those hands
and praise da man
for theres a new plan
as I shout and stand
high above drifted lands

as I catch a cloud
catch a cloud

Verse 3

give me hope
to stay afloat
for I'll not mope
and just have to cope
from this heavenly boat

as I catch a cloud 
catch a cloud

Tribute To Heaven
And A Clouds Journey

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Standing Strong

I am fierce
I am strong
I am one of a kind

I am weird
Sometimes wrong
I'll still reach for the sky

And I won't anyone bring me down

As my tears
Turn to song
I learned how to survive

I'm standing strong

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Listen to Heart

Listen to Heart!

Listen to the rhyming instruments 
Listen to the melodious tones
Listen to the meditating silence
To draw their music into your blood
That you can alleviate your pain!
If, still, you’re feeling with heartache
Then, listen to the music of your own heart
Closing your eyes and breaching yourself
To wake up in the paradise of your life! 
It may be difficult; but practice until
You can feel your heart in your depth
Of its divine love working to enliven you!  
After all, you and your hearts are only
The ultimate friends to live together! 

R K Chowdary Jasti
@all copyrights reserved

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A smile in a thought of a "forever" like this.
A dream from a star's one wish.
A love of a life from a fairy tale one told
To a child with an imagination worth a whole pot of gold.

Can you really put a value to something like this?
Like that feeling you get from your last first kiss?
Or the dreams that come true from a shooting star's wish?
There's no value worth more than all this.

A song from a night from a heart's first glance.
A sway from a dress from a love's first dance.
A rose from a thorn from a child's freedom.
A ring from a night from a tear from one.

Can you really put a value to a moment like this?
To a second in time so carefree as this?
To a heartbeat caused by pure peace and bliss?
To a child's eye lit by a shooting star and a wish?

Could you tell me what it's worth?
Or could you tell me which came first?
Was it hope for a future unknown,
Or happiness from the love that's shown?
Was it a dream from a fairy tale,
Or optimism after every fail?
Because the child that I've never seen
Is one without a single dream.

So tell me,
Can you really put a value to this?
To a first kiss?
A child's wish?
Pure bliss?
To this?
To this moment looking into your eyes?
To a fairy tale defined
By you and I.

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The Passionate Poet to Alicia Keys

 Come live with me and be my love
You'd see my heart is open
There has never been a greater love
Nor greater words have been spoken
If you'd stand by me your feet will never ever tire
I'd carry you on like a carriage two horses and four tires
I'd take you to a place where everyone will adore you
But I push play like remote controls so only I could enjoy you
Let you express your love for me and I'd listen and I'd listen
Your words are gifts to a thirsty soul, and this is Christmas
Let you lullaby me to a place safe as a critter in a willow
We'd get dizzy eyed, but it's alright, you can fall to sleep on my pillow
Pain is rare when you're around 
I got that of joy from you
If you sat up on a cloud
I'd risk the fall just to touch you
What's old is classic what's new is birth
That's all I can think of
You are Mother Nature to my earth
Come live with me and be my love

Details | I do not know? | |

For Robert Zimmerman

For Bob Dylan

sheltered from the howling winds of vows and scattered souls and sweltering hate

she is a refuge from the blistering sands of dread and loss and torn and twisted fate

when the emptiness inside becomes an abyss so dark and wild and cold

my words get lost in the jangling alleys where dreams are bought and sold

I met her in those alleys among the withering roses on a bed of thorns

and she filled me up with poems banishing the scowling moments and their baleful scorns

now I lie awake and wish that I could sleep and drift away into the maze of her dream

but slumber has fled and slipped the noose around my words as they thrash around and scream

words that swirl around and around like that scarlet scarf wrapped around her face

she's a mystery still as she will always be while I sift through this empty desolate space

the storm it broke and ceased and shuffled my words as they drifted forlornly into the chasm of the dead

leaving me here still and mute and frantic as I try to pick up the pieces of all the words that have been said

far too many far too often far too conceited and far too proud

for I failed to hear the stillness of beauty as I rambled along barking my words out aloud

she hushes me now as she hushed me then in the cobwebbed tunnels of the past

while I weep more words in blood and ink onto dried parchment meant never to last

so tell her that her whiskey has been greedily gulped down and now that I am soberly drunk

I see her songs and hear her breath reaching down into my mouldy abode of hapless funk

fare-thee-well for now as I slide into the scribbled hubris of another battered rhyme

dazed by the glaring embers as they scorch the moments of quickly fading time

and if tomorrow finds me here still shell-shocked and drained in body and in mind

tell her that her wine has slipped through the loose knots that bind

tying me to this place of sanity and insanity all rolled into one

while all is numb and scarred from the deed that has been done

and as I flee recklessly chasing away myself from me once more
she'll know the words for its a song that's been sung far too many times before

(for bob dylan)

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Project mop

i clean dirt after dirt
from gunshot wounds
which left puddles of blood
where my homeboys 
was hurt
come and lerk
to infant rooms 
where diapers 
were found on 
the ground smudge... 
i can change your smirk
come with me
to stair ways 
where grim don't budge
but i bet for a dime
you can find someone 
to call up... 
i clean up throw up
after party's that 
lasted from night to 
bacardi sipping 
one had to much 
and forgot the target...
project mop ain't to much 
of a job that i can't handle....

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Luciferia II-- The Damned

Run away Run Away No matter how Far You will never escape my dark hands of faith Wicked and Damned you are my Sin Darling Don't you Tremble when I embrace you The cold and Dark may fill every marrow But at least there were here For You Tell Me how they So Loved You Tell Me All of your fears When the world is done and all their trust will render Undone I will always be with you And Now We cease to Exist Luciferia I can see your Misery Just follow me and believe Me We are The Damned Outcasts of this Natural World We are The Damned Hold on I'll show you what you're waiting for We Are The Damned Join Our Dark Reality When you know the choice the Wind Will come right through And you will See what you're really meant to Be Draining into the Night Shivering With the Smallest of Frights I am the Ghost In Your Dreams I watch You Through the Window Yes that is your name Written In Blood Are You Scared? Are You Suffering? The Dark fate is what was Meant to Be This is what happens when you Brake Us with Words Destroy us with sights Twists are minds Set our will On Fire I can see your Misery Just follow me and believe Me We are The Damned Outcasts of this Natural World We are The Damned Hold on I'll show you what you're waiting for We Are The Damned Join Our Dark Reality When you know the choice the Wind Will come right through And you will See what you're really meant to Be I can see your Misery Just follow me and believe Me We are The Damned Outcasts of this Natural World We are The Damned Hold on I'll show you what you're waiting for We Are The Damned Join Our Dark Reality When you know the choice the Wind Will come right through And you will See what you're really meant to Be

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A Wandering Knight

A wandering knight
wambling in an endless road

Thinking to himself

Where the others are?
Taking care of what?

Who am I?
but a fading footprint

on a dark empty land
under a starless sky

seized by roaring shadows
and delusive hopes

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He's of a bright yellow and auburn color,
and Autumn leaves match his feathers well;
what a gorgeous canary stands on my window-sill...
and I call him the friendliest, most talented warbler!

Next door, there are heartless and crazy boys who harm birds
by using slings and stones to bring them down,
and then watch them die by inflicting more pain;
that's so cruel, don't ever do it to another canary, rascals!

Kids, don't kill my bird...he's a useful animal
with the biggest heart in the Fauna's kingdom,
if he ever died, I would be confined to dreary boredom!
Let him live, so that I can continue living through the Fall!

He comes to visit me hardly flipping his wings so fragile,
and he surprises me sometimes, while I play at the piano so carried away
by the notes that himself sings for me in a triad chord so simple;
would you want to hear him sing that melody...are you listening to me?

Birds are put in cages, if they were wild animals like lions and tigers,
but they are the beautiful and gentle creatures of the Wild and they run from hunters,
not from bird-watchers...and you say,"They aren't intelligent or wise!"
Watch them in their habitat:  you'll learn to adore them, and love them for life!

Kids, don't kill my bird...he has caring parents like those in a loving family,
I rescued him from a forest's trap...his legs were caught and they bled;
I took him home and gave him first aid, and he miraculously survived!
Did God send this bird to test me how compassionate I would be?

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Dream of a world, Where there is peace. No girls, That admit to defeat. You can walk on water, Not worrying of drowning. You can open your locker, And look around see no one frowning. I walk up to you. I study your face. I can see if your blue, Or feel out of place. I look into your eyes. Somehow I'm suprised, You haven't seen in yet. You haven't seen the best, Of me. It's a dream, Or a nightmare, For which you don't wake. I feel like a vampire, Getting stabbed with a stake. Why can't you look into my eyes, And see I love you? Dream of a world, Filled with war. See a dead girl, And be dead poor. A million things, Happen at once. You have to see, The best of me. I walk up to you. I study your face. I can see if your blue, Or feel out of place. I look into your eyes. Somehow I'm suprised, You haven't seen in yet. You haven't seen the best, Of me. It's a dream, Or a nightmare, For which you don't wake. I feel like a vampire, Getting stabbed with a stake. Why can't you look into my eyes, And see I love you? Think about love. Think about death. You'll see a dove, On your last breath. Wake me with a kiss, So, I can see your eyes, With such bliss, Before I die. Listen to my fairytale, Before I leave, Before I go to Yale. I walk up to you. I study your face. I can see if your blue, Or feel out of place. I look into your eyes. Somehow I'm suprised, You haven't seen in yet. You haven't seen the best, Of me. It's a dream, Or a nightmare, For which you don't wake. I feel like a vampire, Getting stabbed with a stake. Why can't you look into my eyes, And see I love you? I can see, You don't love me, But can you stop, The Dreams, The Nightmares? There's something inside of me, I can't hide from. It's my fate, But I'm too late. Dream of the possibilities, Of you and me. Look into my eyes. Think twice. What do you think? About me? Now.

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Each one of us follows a specific quest,
and there many different ones;
for me it's that passionate love which blooms
in spring when rain becomes mist.

Watching roses drip as eyes that weep restores
the memory of that forgotten sadness
brought by a faithless love known too briefly
to discover the scope of its insincerity.  

Why didn't I believe in her fickle promise?
She only gazed at those radiant stars, 
as a true one wouldn't have to compromise 
the beautiful truth not stained with lies. 

Still waiting to feel that passionate
love which blooms in spring...
happy wagtails by the petal-draped lake,
gather to make their notes ring.

Besides velvet-soft kisses that I eagerly steal
from tempting lips seeking this man's warm hand,
what else could please me more than an indulgent will 
with that passionate love which blooms in spring?

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Sweet Harmony of Souls

Jesus plays the music
He has given us.. each a key
To play.. everlasting music
In sweet harmony

Each key opens.. the heart
Rings.. a tune of a melody
Rhythm of Gods.. Souls 
In sweet harmony 

You have a chance.. 
To play your tune
Don't delay.. play your key..
Before the music goes away...

Jesus holds the Keys to people's hearts
Musical tunes.. is Believer Souls  
Playing.. together
In Sweet Harmony 

 ~Jesus Holds the keys.. You have a chance.. play your Tune~
~Come to Jesus.. ask Him into your heart~ Join Souls In Sweet Harmony 
~Before the Rapture takes place-in Music is gone 

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I Got Dough {Solfege}

Do -  do   -        a female la beer
Re -  re    -        a drop of re beer
Mi  -  mi             without my mi beer  
Fa-    fa -           place to drive to get ti beer
So  -  so   -        you ran out of mi beer
La   -  la   -         la de da la de da I'll wait for la beer
Ti  -    ti    -        spilt spilt ti beer so no more more of la beer

Do - Do              Do la la think I'm sexy after about six six so beers  LOL 

Got Beer !
Over The Lips Thru The Gums
Look-out Stomach Here It Comes LOL

Also Entry For Izzy Gumbo's Solfege Contest

Details | I do not know? | |

Who are These People Pt 3

who are these people?
where did they come from?
they seem so primitive.
so, incapable.
primitive humans without a foundation of language I feel were smarter and more able 
then these people.
these years of technological advancement, and inventions, have made the mass 
population stupid, and incompetent.
washing machines, dishwashers, the T.V, microwaves, plus....
hollywood magazines, fashion, consumerism and advertisements, whats in, whos out, 
materials, greed, toxic governments and polluted political powers, 
the building of nations through controlled influences and exposure
music, media, movies and more
the conditioning of the human population,  to be drones, to be mindless chickens who 
flock together only because they are afraid, 
to be zombies who fall in line without question, to be puppets, to be individually stripped of 
all human rights
to create and condition organic emotional humans into dull mechanical robotical children
that do what they're told, programmed to be obedient
like computer software was surgically inserted into the brains of infants at birth, to be
tracked, geographically speaking
and to be numbered for identification purposes within the system 
the system that collects our information, our bank statements, our internet passwords, 
our logins, our logouts
our emails, our instant messages, our cell phone conversations, our work hours, our credit 
rating, our mortgage.
its already happening. microchips being implanted under the skin of babys
its no wonder this world has gone crazy, mad, insane, ludacris.

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The Ancient Deception

Injured Soul
Fainted Eyes

from where?

Weary feet
Weak arms

toward where?

in vain battles

delusive enemies

Erred by
a deception

The ancient deception

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Ode to Sydney's Piano

I wait here for her return silently sat
With a lonely and quiet sigh
Standing there with a lamp that
Is perched on top of my head high;

My keys ache to be
Played by her
Soft, small hands to see
Notes ringing out to stop the burr;

Different songs at played each
Time she sits down
Whether to let emotions out, to tell a speech
Or just to practice the sound;

Soft music played for her peers
Or loud music will
Echo in my ears
Until all is still...

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Legendary Herion James Brown

James Joseph Brown is his the name
singing and entertaining was his game
hes referred to as the Godfather of Soul
but it all came to a tragic toll

he was recognized by numerous of titles
and I'm guessing he went to alot of recitals
he was called the hardest working man
and everyone was his fan

he was associated with three acts
who all worked off their backs
he was one of the best 
unfortunately he died like the rest

he died of a congestive heart failure
even though he wasn't a traitor
he's buried deep underground too bad he didn't have his crown

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Baby Girl

Baby Girl By: Brandon Lucas 

You are the sunshine of my life baby girl
and you deserve the moon and stars
and everything in this world.
You know I''ll be right by your side
whenever you call.
You know I''ll be there to pick you up
whenever you fall.
I know I haven''t always been there
whenever you needed me.
And I know I''ve done a few bad things
that you should have never seen,
but I swear to you child
that things are gonna change.
So don''t be ashamed of me
because I love you.
Well time goes by and it seems my friend,
that things aren''t what they should have been.
I know I''ve messed up time after time,
but things are gonna be just fine Baby Girl.
Now that I''ve told you how I feel,
just know my love for you is real
and your always in my heart until the day death do us part.
Baby girl... I love you.

Details | Couplet | |

Together They Went Far

Oh, little did she know,
Entering the talent show.

She would meet someone new,
With eyes so, deeply, blue.

When she approached the stage,
Her life turned a new page.

Yes, there her name would be,
Published for all to see.

The girl with big brown eyes,
Met a charming young guy.

As she sung very well,
Touched his heart like a spell.

Yes, it happened that day,
In an innocent way.

A sweet and tender voice,
Made an excellent choice.

Yes, as soon as he heard,
His smile endorsed his words.

And she became a star,
Together they went far.

Details | I do not know? | |

my Hero

My Hero

 My Hero can't leap tall buildings with a single bound. He
 doesn't wear a black costume with a cape and pointy ears.
 He hasn't scored the winning touchdown or shot a three - 
pointer at the buzzer to win the championship. My Hero
 isn't any of these things.
My Hero has scars from years of hard
 surgyes and years of chemo.  His hair is Bald from the years he has fought cancer His voice is deep
 and sweet from the many stories he has told, and the meany songs he has sung. My Hero is all
 of these things.

my hero loves his family, friends, and fans. He
 made sure that we all knew we could all  stand strong no matter what was wrong or what we was going thew. He taught me the importance of being strong and honest. 
 My Hero has done all these things.
My Hero has earned my love and respect. No one else could 
take his place cause my Hero is strong, my hero is a fighter. my hero never gives up. and he has a voice of an Angel, for my hero is and all ways will be kevin sharp. 

jennifer ward, 2012

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carbon foot print

im living in a world where art is basically plasma

where imagery,and double entandres bring asthma

my vision's metaphorical,i swim through stanzas

and to have lack of substance is to breathe  in cancer.

its seems now-days dropping knowledge is a crime-

in a literate way,i litter it

but who reads any ways,might as well be illiterate

technology's the new thing i just might consider it...

and let my words go cyber

my poetry's nutritous,brings your mindset fiber

oh,gosh put a mussle on his brain-he's a problem

im the answer,go and ask a mathematical problem

silence...r.i.p to Emmy Noether,while were on that subject^.

the things in our society just seem so suspect..

 apologies for all the waisted time you just spent

but you just witnessed the making of my carbon foot print

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Let it flow, let it flow

The Vibes

The realism

The energy

The inner most spirit of your Divine nature 

Let it flow, let it flow.

©Copyright Brian Pierre-Alexander 2005

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Take a Peak

Take a shine to joyful solace
The light falls and fills a forbidden place
The empty once had you soulless
But experience will strongly and boldly replace

Take a stroll through dark and forbidden
Find the gem of meanings; hidden
Now we define the truth of balance
Dual meanings of sound and silence

Don't walk alone in labyrinths
Don't smile if you're feeling sadness
Certainty shines out and in now
Your love goes then comes back around

Challenges you face will test you
If your calm, and see, you set the difficulty
And never be afraid of something new
Save the blind and intentional derogatory

The hands ticking,
Round and round

The ball bouncing,
Up and down

The people going,
Like sheep in a field
Their ideas flowing,
But never set free

Let them be

Don't walk alone in labyrinths
Don't smile if you're feeling sadness
Certainty shines in and out now
Your loves goes then comes back around

Let them be

Details | I do not know? | |

Music Lover

Music is cool,
music is loud,
music is sweet,
it rocks me to the beat.

I love how they sound
music is awsome
when its played to the crowd
Everyone gather to hear
a sweet symphony so clear

Take drums, guitars, or any music instrament
Take your heart and soul, use your head
make music come out to hear

Music inspires you to write,
to sing, dance, or take flight.
Music is for everyone,
but music is for me.

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Willing to die

These people I save
Day and day
They need my aid
They never keep the peace
War, famine and struggle
The only three things they know

Using greed and power
to ramble through life
Shrouding themselves
in false security
and meaningless lies

Denying even to themselves
That they are the reason for things
The reason they whimper and cry
Self genocide
Willing to die

Martyrs for nothing
People always fight
Believing war is right
Indomitable nations
Battle against one another
Waging campaigns of death
to destroy their own people

Race is nothing
When all is the same
Centiant force
Concious spirit
Waits beneath your mind
Power of unbelievable kind

Once you free yourself
War is not the answer
You see your reason for living
You see what it means to be fre

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Realistic Symphony

Realistic Symphony Perfection by these standards a myth Having everything you want A woman, her eighth, and fifth Fractions multiplying width Carry all your weight on front Still, the callendar catches cloud nine To pay the high Price Or a similar currency Converting yesterday to tomorrow Put the future on ice To melt the past currently Don't owe something that you know is hollow Make yourself a world of good Built on a foundation of wisdom Take your time in choosing wood Wrong kinds make the termites come But if you stumble upon decay Let the rotten rooms crumble away Build a wall with a song, and a window So you can see where you used to be Sing yourself a strong crescendo In a realistic symphony The song is long, and hard, but worth it Everyone's flawed, but everyone's perfect

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My Time

No sun has ever shone
So clear through the night
No moonbeam ever glown
So true with delight
The more I look
The more I see
When something new
Occurs to me

No winds have ever blown
With no change in sight
No mind's-eye ever known
Such meaningful flight
The more I dream
The more I sleep
Where space and time
Are mine to keep

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A breath is drawn, as morning dawns
the flute, to lips, does rise
mellow notes echo ‘round
as sunlight streaks the skies

Night shadows fade, dim canyon walls
glow purple, red and pink
dulcet tones cascading
for thirsty souls to drink

Daybreaks first blush, a dewy kiss
arouse a sleepy world
harmony meets horizon
the sunrise has unfurled

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God's Message to Man 2/2

God’s Message to Man				2/2

Man, O Man, 

I also gave you the most precious gifts of music and poetry,
To drain out your hatred, dirt’s, anguish, agonies and pains,
I gave you the wonderful childhood, the beauty of being in adolescence 
And the most sweet and splendid, the gift of being young,
And to feel the strengths and pleasures of being young.
I gave you wisdom and maturity, with the gift of knowledge sublime,
Beyond every thing, the rare gift of music to sooth your throbbing heart.

I also gave you, a bunch of beautiful Religions, beliefs and faiths,
I gave you all these, so that you can enjoy the pleasures in Peace,
I have given you every thing O Man, by which you could have made,
A heaven on this beautiful earth.

But Man, O Man, What in return, you have given to Your God,
Only hatred, greed, violence, unrest without a sign of peace anywhere on earth
But what has bothered Me a lot, 
Is your act of spoiling this beautiful earth 

You have spoiled every thing; I gave to you to make your life happy, 
So that you may live with peace and love,
Should I take back every thing, I gave to you?
Before you destroy this priceless wealth, by you acts.

Think and rethink, O Man,
The first thing which you should do 
Is to decrease your over burdening population,
Or else I will have to do some thing to do so,
It is never too late to improve yourself.
Provided you can hear My Voice,  O Humans


Kanpur India 20th April 2010 2010

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broken promises

you   said  you  were  gonna  take  me   to  the  movie's 
you  said  you were   gonna   take  me out  for  dinner
you    said you  were  gonna  take  me  to  the  mall
but   you     broke  your  word.

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Romance takes place Between two

As lights turned down low..
Dimmed within the room
Music flows
Gentle man
In his blue Tuxedo
He looks and sees..
Across the room
Then he approaches
Comes towards her
Bends forward
As he bows

As she gracefully sits 
In her evening gown
Soft beautiful light silver in-color
Laced with sparkling lights within her dress
She gazes up at him
Then she smiles

As he reaches for her hand
He gazes upon her beauty once again
Both intertwine their hands engage
As Music softly plays

He gently helps her 
To Graceful stand
Intertwining each other’s hands
As she looks into his eyes
He looks into hers

Gazing within love 
Smiling ever so sweet
Moments reach.. By moments
As they slowly make their way
Across unto the center of the Ballroom 

Then his arm 
Gently wraps around her waist
And hers smoothly around his
They go out on the dance floor
Gently turning toward.. As they gazes within eyes
Desiring.. Each other through within maze
For all couples dance.. As the music plays

As then I see..
As he lowers his head
Gently together they embrace 
Such Love within their eyes
Glowing upon their face

God has Blessed this Love 
Romance between Two

As I sit in watch
Alone-- As within this World 
Is not my home
For I am waiting

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Praise God, the Father

Praise God, the Father I’ll praise God for His goodness, As long as I have breath. I’ll praise Him for His works of wonder, His perfect creation of this earth. Our God is a tender and merciful Father; His children take comfort in His service. There are so many reasons to praise Him— All our praise, He does cherish! Praise is a part of worship And in song, Him we do praise. This praise lifts our spirits, All darkness to erase. It delights the Father’s heart To hear each praise of melody. His angelic hosts in heaven, Sing along in harmony. Let’s praise God the Father For all that He has done. Sacrificed His only Son; Our eternity to be won. He’s given us the opportunity Upon His goodness to call. He provides comfort when in pain, Our healing to install. Praise God the Father; It’s our praise that gives Him joy. With music sweeter than any bird, Our praise always employ. Praise our one and only Creator; The Master and Savior of all. Even for our praise, On His graciousness we call. Copyright © Maureen LeFanue 2012

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Start Growing

A soft and gentle growth

Under a blue sky

Over a high mountain

Extended over a vast land

When the sun comes up

Start growing

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A huge hemisphere,
a lake two and half miles long,
many shady trees,
cars on Grand Central Parkway...
happy kids on swings and slides.

It's very quite here,
people walking and chatting
in the greenest park,
they're safe even after dark...
it's the perfect haven! 

Nighttime seems daytime
when lights shine on all faces
watching a play, or
listening to pop or rock...
what a view from my window!

Written by Andrew Crisci

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I don't quite remember
how often I was this happy...
was it a gift received,
a thoughtfulness admired,
or just a dream realized?

Staring at the stupendous constellations,
I can't help wondering their origin...
how they were made as other amazing planets,
but joy is too delirious to surpress
when I read about the One who has created them!  

Scientists believe in evolution...
how can a fish or ape evolve into a human being?
Are they evolving today and resemble us?
This hasn't been scientifically proven...
I despise to hear where I came from!

So hysterically singing I do believe He has made me,
let them figure it out for themselves
and go insane over their desputed belief...
I'd like to put some sense into them with this statement!

Faith is not for the modern man,
but He has forgotten Who has given him wisdom
and intelligence to conquer the vast universe;
will some deride me and call me a deluded fool,
and what my response will be to their remarks?

I do believe He has made me,
and joyfully singing I praise Him in  my hymn
as the incense delights my free spirit longing for peace,
but others watch me and wonder how I could resemble Him...
and by denying this truth, they can't experience my gleeful feeling.

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Eye for an Eye

Over-power the masses single-handedly
One against many, against any calamity
Exhaust a man's will
To bend at his own
So what if it kills (him)
--The man has no soul--
Grew stronger by the day
Fueled by love and hate
A ruler and a slave
Together in hell
In a shell as hollow as his name
Unravel deception
As it crept in
Hints and clues
At first obtuse
By looking through
A distorted view

Revenge negotiates no truce
When he comes to settle the score
Burning with a short fuse
A napalm death in store
Slay the day, chase the night away
A midnight star now cast astray
Darkness falls before the light of dawn
And in that time, your life will be gone

Regain a power within
As you drain the guilt of sin
--You know where you've been--
Can’t forget so won't forgive
Don’t know how to live and let live
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
I still live by an ancient rule
In a modern day of techno tools
Withstanding the strands of time and change
Sent forth to exist on any plane

Revenge negotiates no truce
When he comes to settle the score
Burning with a short fuse
A napalm death in store
Slay the day, chase the night away
A midnight star now cast astray
Darkness falls before the light of dawn
And in that time, your life will be gone

Take from me, you will no more
For I am back to settle the score
More powerful than I was before
Stand with no chance
When I hit full-force
Show no mercy when balance is restored
Tip the scale you will no more
All will pay for their one mistake
No escape from my grip that day

Revenge negotiates no truce
When he comes to settle the score
Burning with a short fuse
A napalm death in store
Slay the day, chase the night away
A midnight star now cast astray
Darkness falls before the light of dawn
And in that time, your life will be gone


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Music Is Food To My Soul

Music is more than a passion I enjoy,
It is food to my very soul!
From the time I was a little boy,
It helped me maintain self-control.

Music kickstarts several passions inside me.
I love to sing and dance to a groovy melody.
R & B makes me wanna indulge in a steamy romance.
Hip-hop makes me wanna grab my girl and dance!

I can feel the beat, the bass booming from the speakers.
Like an athelete, I can show you some moves in these sneakers!
I can salsa, two-step or even break dance!
Music makes me smile and puts me in a trance.

My music must be played loud at all times.
The sounds put me in the mood to write some rhymes!
Some lyrical content inspires my writing hand.
Music was heaven sent almost like a direct command!

I wonder without music where I'd be.
I enjoy ballads and even rock and roll.
But as long as I got a melody,
Then it's food to my soul....

Wrote for Linda-Marie's contest "Passion Pit"

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This same song I’ve listened to 72 x 72 times and for some reason I feel different every time I listen to it. Same beat, same hi hat, same song. Although I’m like the waves in the ocean this song controls my emotions .For the life of me I can’t figure out why this melody mellows me,how these verses bring me virtue, why this chorus corrects me, and why the bridge besets me.If I knew this song would have this effect I would have still pressed select for this song tells the story of my life how even though I’m not good enough god thinks I’m just right, why every time I cry there’s someone beside me how 
even though I upset him he still accepts me. 
The song has got the best of me so, on I listen 
till I find a new muse. That will make me understand when I’m confused, to take away the pain when i've been bruised, or to simply listen to when I cruise.

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One And Thousand

One And Thousand

There once more it rises;
Rise with each beat.
Once more it has arose a storm,
A storm so strong can't describe.
Shaping wishes one after another, just
Like the beats that are created,
Each with its own pain, its own pleasure.
Creates in me a aroma that I,
Once prayed for, longed for, wish for;
Each with its own Resonance, Its own cadence;
Creates in me an urge to covet more, I
Once wandered for, cried for, begged for.
These endless flows of beats in rhythm
Like a wave on shore, winds on pinnacle,
Move me from Acme to Acme.
But lo! The count remains same;
One and thousand wishes, one and thousand beats,
One and thousand…

Written more than a decade back, one day, when my friend came over and he was in 
depressed mood, that very day I had purchased ‘Taal’ Hindi Movie audio, for which AR 
Rahman gave music, and being hardcore music fan, and also that the Music of AR Rahman 
grows on you and one may not like on first instance. I gave my Sony Walkman to my friend 
to hear, and in few first listen he began to smile and seeing the joy on his face I took 
the ‘sandwich’ wrap paper and wrote these line. 

These lines are dedicated to those joyous that appear even after for some reason one does 
not get them fulfilled. Celebrating the joy of finding others happy.

Don’t know where this lines stand on poetical measurements, but for me this is one of the 
most memorable and valuable poems I’ve written. 

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What happened to
What we were?
Why did it happen?
I don't know
But I know that
We had a good time
So don't even worry
I don't blame you
I blame them

Well, I'm the scapegoat
But I don't care
It's ok
I don't mind, I'll bear it
I'm the scapegoat

Driving dirty used to be
So fun to us
But now its blasphemy
What do they know anyway?
But if we did it again
We'd probably get caught
I don't blame you though
Don't even worry
You're a good guy

Well, I'm the scapegoat
But I don't care
It's ok
I don't mind, I'll bear it
I'm the scapegoat

They wear their suits
But I don't wear mine
They look clean cut
While I look scruff
They read the paper
I do what I should
The times were good though
They came and left
Left to early I'd say

Well, I'm the scapegoat
But I don't care
It's ok
I don't mind, I'll bear it
I'm the scapegoat

So I paid their fines
And broke my back
Doing pointless tasks
But now I know
That loving this
Wasn't wrong, it was right
So if they tell me otherwise
I'll turn a shoulder
And I'll leave it all behind

Being a scapegoat wasn't bad
Just another experience
I'm glad it happened
I'm glad I'm clean
I'm the scapegoat

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Never Grow Old

I see them dancing
Across the Milky 
Way, Illuminates
Stars, as they go by
Singing songs of love

Gracing the star
Lit sky, as years
Go by singing
Songs of love, sigh

Never grow 
Never grow 
Old, Old, Old

They shall


(Some of the words in this poem are somewhat quoted from a song that my mother and 
father sang in their latter life.)

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All We Have Is Hope

The misplaced lonesomeness

the unseen tear

the seemingly unreachable dreams

the heart numbing failures

piled one by one, brick by brick

laid across my chest

life, designed for failure

dreams, designed for the strong

hope, its all we have

skin tingling, about to break

NEVER step away

NEVER give up

I will, be me

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A Natural High

Some people get high off of drugs--
But not me.
My high is natural.
Words are my drugs,
Music is my addiction,
My voice is the chemical that'll keep you wanting more.
We can share a high,
And watch the others try to put their artificial highs against my natural--
They can't compete.
Especially when I'm being watched by many!
Sharing with everyone, passing the gift,
Letting everybody get a sample of my real, natural, high.

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Grasp Love-Now

Grasp Love
Moments of Time
Never let go...

Time here 
In this Life
Chance Now 
to behold
True Love...

Love held by two
hearts of Truth
Grasp Love...
Don't let
Moment in time

While in time
Still tis here
Chance Now
Come to Jesus

Behold God's 
Glorious Truth
Grasp Love
Don't let 
Moment in Time

As Blessings of Love
Your Chance in Time 
Love of Truth
Grasp it Now...

Don't Let this moment in Time pass you by....

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Sunshine lady

Sunshine lady
You know you bring out the sun
Sunshine lady
You know are like by everyone

So tell me what you do
And tell me where you are 
Because all I know about you 
Is that you live so far

How do you spend your days?
What do you do at night?
Do you like to go shopping?
And stare at the stars at night?

Sunshine lady 
You know you are beautiful
Sunshine lady 
There’s no more like you in the world

So tell me what you like
There’s so much for me to learn
I bet when you smile
A million hearts will burn

I like your personality
You make very thing feel so right
You just so very bubbly
Just a cool can of sprite

All you friends loves you
You are fun to be around
You are just like the melody
Of a favorite song

So just keep on smiling
And let your light make a spark
Because if you stop smiling
The world will be come dark

Some dream of power
Some dreams of wealth too
But I never had to dream
To meet a friend like you

So sunshine lady
Don’t ever change the way that you are
Because to all your friends
You are a shining star

So suns shine lady
I wonder where you are
Because all I know about you
you stole my heart so far

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He plays the chords with his blue depression
          still searching for true loves heart expression
Though there is praise for this worlds celebrity
          true satisfaction from there will never be
There those extol the merits of your voice
          or the fantasy of ones visionary choice
ones merit to run with company so grand
          or be courtesan to the leader of the band
Can such a person ever truly see
          be freed from the snares of this society
reject philosophy and understanding realize
          seek for all the truth and for its prize
The concept of purity can he ever hold
          reject the hype that these teachings sold
escape the prison of pride and vanity
          the pursuits of the world and its insanity
All of these issues we have had to face
          the system is designed for humanities disgrace
 liquids full of poison forced ingestion sup
          the table of corruption with its broken cup
Oh how the gold of vanity has shined
          and its thought adulterated and unrefined
the glitter of those lies have truth polluted 
          with the leaven of the religions instituted
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C. Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC

Gal 5
19 The works of the flesh are obvious: sexual immorality, impurity and debauchery; 20idolatry and witchcraft; hatred, discord, jealousy, fits of rage, selfish ambition, dissensions, factions 21 and envy; drunkenness, orgies, and the like. I warn you, as I did before, that those who live like this will not inherit the kingdom of God.
 22 But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, 23 gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law. 24 Those who belong to Christ Jesus have crucified the flesh with its passions and desires. 25 Since we live by the Spirit, let us keep in step with the Spirit. 
Rev 22
 12 “Look, I am coming soon! My reward is with me, and I will give to each person according to what they have done. 13 I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.
   14 “Blessed are those who wash their robes, that they may have the right to the tree of life and may go through the gates into the city. 15 Outside are the dogs, those who practice magic arts, the sexually immoral, the murderers, the idolaters and everyone who loves and practices falsehood.

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Shes an angels

She looked at me with her eyes
Healing everything even my lies
Even when I am descending
She never gives me an ending

All becomes peaceful with no pain
Not pushing her away I gain

Acting if she is my own 
Never she is harder than stone
Generating pure spirit is a cure
Evening lights shine so pure
Love of all things she holds
Some love stands in time so bold

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The World's Language

There is one language that is universal among all countries, tribes, ethnicities, 
peoples, and cultures.
There is one language that can speak a million things to one person, and one 
thing to a 
million different people. 
There is one language that creates, motivates, and illustrates a chameleon 
shaped by its listener, cultivated by its audience, sustained by its maker

It can be classified, but never defined
It can be refined but never confined
It is structured spontaneity 
With a hint of relativity

It reaches the unreachable
Touches the untouchable 
And cures the incurable

It is the language of music

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the story's of men

I carry with in my will 
The story’s of men
A cold winter chill 
On a summer day 
couldn’t comfort 
The story’s of men

I put stride in my fears and walked away my tears
I remember the scent of your hair 
Like yesterdays air

I go to sleep 
and awaken with the same head ache
In a dead lay
I felt that way sometimes

I don’t talk much 
And I don’t listen
Today I stood sound
My heart just thought it stiffened

Most pictures we see are black and white
August for change
Can you see the black in white
At my counterpoint and I’m invisible

A Camelot to her roses
A portrait of warmth in the cold
A poet at best 
Her’s at worst 
When obscurity was a curse

Relinquishing the scent of an aged piano
The melody it tunes
Century’s of counting souls
Any crisis can turn to an opportunity
What is it in man that looks for what it can’t see

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Dancing neatly,moving freely,
hopping,popping merrily around,
gliding o,er morn dew fields,
along beaches with mist o,briny,
tireless,in control,without a sound.

Painting pictures,colour canvas,
being part of what you see,
soft in texture,truth in meaning,
brushing up with the moods,
of the land and of the sea.

Cascading strings besound the harp,
drifts on high in acoustic hall,
dream along with closed eyes,
orchestra playing the piece in time,
conducted by the batons rise and fall.

Written words the poets children,
surely born to play with tease,
rhyme in time,change in metre,
sensing moments,act on reason,
with respite to catch the breese.

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John Denver

America never interested me
Till my eyes were opened to see
The lyrics and music of a bright star
John Denver came from America so far

I first heard his music on a live TV show
Then knew to a music store I had to go
To pick up an album or maybe two
Something to listen to all the night through

To hear him sing rocky mountain high
It made me feel like I wanted to fly
Out to Colorado to the Rocky Mountains
To watch the eagles fly and go near insane

To see the wild horse's running around free
Try to be a country boy just like he
To lay for a while on grandma’s feather bed
Through the deep oceans by him I’d be led

I was really so sad when he passed away
Yet grateful I still listen to his music today
He inspired by words and music so true
To look after the world and the animals too

So rest in peace John may it please all to know
I take your words of love were ever I go
I thank god for giving us you for a while
Giving us music to make us laugh and smile  

For Competition

What Songwriter or writers inspire you
John Denver

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The scribble of pen on paper
The low rumble of hushed voices
The shuffle of people walking by
The tapping of keys on a keyboard
The rustle of turning pages
The hum of lights above me
The tap of subconscious fingers
The whizz of cars passing by
The clip of opening and closing binders
The thunk of a mug landing on desk
The buzz of the bees outside
The screech of seagulls over the shore
The chink of the hole-punch
The glug of a water bottle
The crash of waves against the sand
The bells of laughter in the distance

Lifes Natural Rhythm.

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Contemporary Christian Music

I listen to a lot of contemporary Christian music because it's inspirational and
heart-warming. Listening to plenty of contemporary Christian music makes me wanting to
read the Holy Bible every single day. It's also as if I'm going to a contemporary
Christian community church in either Carrollton, Arlington, Richardson, or Plano.What I
really like about contemporary Christian music is when it's fused with a lot of pop music,
dance/techno music, rock music, and indie rock music. And out of all contemporary
Christian artists, my favorite artists are Delirious?, Amy Grant, Mark Willard, Aly &
A.J., Third Day, and others. The list goes on and on and on. These recording artists,
whose favorite genre is contemporary Christian music, are a bunch of great influences in
the lives of all of us contemporary Christan music fans, especially when he and/or she is
going to a Christian music concert. After I will have bought a contemporary christian
music CD from one of the music stores, I'll put it in a CD player and when I press play,
it'll be like I'm at a contemporary christian festival in a Georgia town called Albany, an
Arizona town called Yuma, and in Grapevine, Texas. If I had a lot of contemporary
Christian music albums in my collection of compact discs, then it's going to be like an
endless music festival. Unlike gospel music, contemporary Christian music is really
soothing and very relaxing. And if there's going to be a bunch of would-be recording
artists wanting to enter into the contemporary Christian music industry, we'll all be
ready. I wonder if we'll be able to find God in the near future?

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The American Legend

Soaring high, as the American's eagle pride higher now than ever before once more, elevated nearly every last peak how to mistreat the meek, weak unguided son why can't you offer unrequited love to everyone? oh, lord save me I cannot escape the agents that take hold of me, they surround me... So I levitate up and unbounded seems I've once again found it an escape, from an uneasy paradise This burst explosion A never ending love-peace energy welling up inside me like an underwater atom bomb forever and ever I shall go on accordingly unknown An art recession? let me make a correction this boy's a legend from birth on up banging hard breaking his way through the wall life can sometimes often throw up come crashing hard on the ground I wake knowing the feeling to lose everything except from what I learned from well known legends who made the wings I fly high on

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A Poet's World

This poem is about the life and feelings of a poet/poetess.

In a poet's world there is heaven and hell,
and many stories to tell.
There are mysteries to solve and codes to unravel,
many roads to travel.
There are confessions of yesterday, today, and tomorrow.
Storms of rejection, dejection, and sorrow.
Reflections of love, marriage, and romance.
Expressions of flamboyance and dance.

In a poet's world there is music of rhythm and verse,
imaginations of all things on earth.
Songs, sonnets, lyrics, and beats,
gardens of flowers and of trees.
There are times of drama, prose, and learning.
A constant desire burning.
Laughter and tears and feelings of fear, all in a poet's world.
There are influences to work, criticism and hurt.
Achievement and goal, warmth and cold,
visions of life and death, 
and times to be quiet.

In a poet's world there is religion, science, and belief,
faith, hope, war, and peace.
Emotions of anger and tempers that rage,
many characters on stage.

In a poet's world there are promises and dreams,
nightmares and screams,
humbleness, happiness, and philosophy,
a lifetime of writing for infinity.
It's an angel who speaks to the poet's soul,
to tell the world all his heart holds.

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Michelle's Song

Michelle’s Song

Beautiful baby girl
You came into this world with a smile 
On your face
Such a joy to be around
A happy baby with her own special song

Michelle’s Song

Red bouncy curls 
A sweet lil’ toddler 
So full of mischief
Making everyone laugh
Even if it wasn’t in front of you
We never knew what you were going to say 
Or do next

Michelle’s Song

The red curls turned into brown
Still bouncy as ever 
As you grow your cute curly sue looks 
Have changed so much
The cuteness is almost gone
In its place is a beauty queen
Yet still just as sweet
I always said you would break some hearts 
And as I am sure you already have
It is no wonder as 
Who can’t help but fall in love with you
Especially when they hear your song

Michelle’s Song

I love watching you grow
Even while I want to keep you small for a while more
I know I will always see 
The same Michelle 
Who we love dearly
As your beauty inside and out 
Makes us all smile 
Laugh and so much more
All the same things that make me want to 
Sing a long to 

Your Song

By: Jean Shular

For Michelle, we love you and that will never change
Just we will always sing a long to your song

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The Act

"The smile then melts off her face
in a frantic heat of boiling, screaming rage
and trickles down into a pool
of boundless sorrow...."

React like you think they think you should
Whether or not you really feel good 

The act will pass on
and so will they 
soon enough

Don’t you show your pain
Keep pretending you’re still sane

This life 
is a dream 
and it’s not long now
‘till we all wake up

Look for the song-----coming soon! 

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Rhythmical gestures and steps
make for a happy dancing in present days...
either to worship God if the purpose is sacred,
or to worship Satan, if the purpose is wicked..

A genuine, artful and heartfelt dance
is devotion to our true God, who blesses
all dancers performing before His shining throne;
even a danseur or danseuse can never feel alone.

When the absence of light invites darkness to rove,
don't be and be dazzled from above;
God's chosen people became impatient and rough,
and started dancing before the golden, glimmering calf. 

Invite all believers to your dance,
young and old, poor and rich: forget no one in your search;
everyone must share in the glory which enlightens each,
count me in...I'll lift my praying hands!  

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**Lacey Mosely of Flyleaf** You can't turn back the hands of time. You can't give up because you feel so alone, so abandoned, so useless, without a purpose in life. He gave His life for you to live yours. The troubled spirit haunting you silently lingers. Lacey screams, her voice breaking free. Forgive me, forgive me. The truth echoing through, forever in the light I will serve you. Lacey sings, her voice eternally broken free. I believe, I believe. You found your path. You know that you cannot change the past. Broken within, you have found the courage to begin again. Breathing as each day goes by, you now know that you always had a purpose in this life. You smile to yourself, and know that it is real. Awakened you find the strength to heal. Lacey screams, her voice breaking free. Forgive me, forgive me. The truth echoing through, forever in the light I will serve you. Lacey sings, her voice eternally broken free. I believe, I believe. Tonight she knows that she is free. Lacey found the light. Inside she screams. Forgive me. I believe, I believe. Lacey screams, her voice breaking free. Forgive me, forgive me. The truth echoing through, forever in the light I will serve you. Lacey sings, her voice eternally broken free. I believe, I believe. Lacey sings, her voice eternally broken free. Jesus Christ, saved me. I believe, I believe.

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Enchanted Midnight

A lot of stars and Astros in the night light, 
plenty of astronaut and space ships in flight.
Too much of God's creation on an Enchanted Midnight,
not enough explanation into misty, dotted insight.
Forty billion decades of worlds upon ,
music in unison in my ears for such a grassy garden .
Signing off for now but stick around,
Because I'm here for a long time to come and I'm standing my ground

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New Love

I am so Complex yet simple and unique
My heart loves strong but could use some critique
I'm not gone lie I'm starting for really give in
Mentally & Physically I'm falling in love with a friend
I'm noticing my emotions racing just by thoughts of you
I've been in this place before, just don't remember what to do
Talked to myself- make sure she understood to keep her heart
Then in my life you walk.... Kinda like a fresh start
So Pure, Honest, Refreshing and Clean
Your the only person in my world... know what I mean?
But bae... no lie I'm really scared to death
Fear of a broken heart... shattered... till there's none left
I kinda wished my wall wasn't built so high
But it has to be.... you know the reasons why
Not a day goes by that I don't bring you closer in my world
This thing I have for you has gone beyond just your digital girl
So rather we take baby steps or Huge leaps
I'm feeling like this love will be so deep
Started off as a friend, blossomed like a bliss
Awaking from my dreams of you.... yearning for your kiss
Not a second goes by that I don't wonder how you are
I feel your presence close even though we know your far
If I could sum up how I feel Mary's song would be my choice
You and I know her songs tell how we feel without using our own voice
"Looking for Someone to Love Me"..... has already been done
Now I'm singing "Be Happy"... In my mind knowing your the One
I will always "Stay Down" as long as you need me I'll be around
"You are my everything" .... Yes I'm loving that sound
Sum up how I'm feeling as I listen to " We Ride"
Listening to Mary to sing my emotions while your by my side

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What a Day

Sipping a fresh cup of dark roast, 
no sugar, 
no cream, 
listening to Mozart
eating veggie burgers 
and a potato
fried in light, 
virgin oil, 
reading a great poem. 

No wonder he didn't explode from
or die 
from the tightness 
in his throat.

His dog gave him joy when
she jumped up and put her big, red feet
on his lap. 
Dribbled water on him from her, soft
mouth after she drank 
lop, lop, lop 
from the bucket under the faucet.

Earlier, I may have written a poem about
this old man, 
sitting alone in his house, with
one light burning next to his torn, canvas chair,
his eyes cloudy and moist from
the beauty of the music.

Earlier, I would have looked in 
on this old man 
and wondered what his thoughts were, and
if he felt alone or sad.

Little did I know
he was full of joy
and looked forward to the
time he could do it all 
and again,
exactly as before.

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I Don't Wanna

I apologize for the lies, I used for my disguise.

I must learn not to sympathize, but to empathize.

‘Cause my negative actions terrorize the people who I idolize and/or prize.

Therefore, I realize the fact I have to revise, minimize and sterilize my life, because of this, music is my sunrise, but only my passion for music can end my self-destruction or demise.

Therefore I need to rationalize my choices so I don’t get categorized or characterized and criticized for my evil side in which is the side of me I despise.

Therefore I vocalize (sing) and verbalize (rap), 

To visualize my arise for being wise in my attack.

To recognize, penalize and exercise the poltergeist

or evil spirit which advertised the sin and lies of rap.

This is my attack, to rise, ‘cause rap today is

built on lies, so utilize your gifts and talents

to surprise, neutralize, baptize and revolutionize

a world of demise and introduce a world of facts.

I don’t wanna dignitize the world of media’s lies.

A true rebel today goes against the norm of the idolize of merchandise.

So be a true rebel and change today’s world of media. Listen to the message ‘cause the truth underlies.

So get this message because it mystifies.

These following I don’t wanna’s are mine and try to see my life through not yours, but my eyes. 

1. I don’t wanna be locked up, I just wanna go home.

But I keep on doing wrong, that’s why I sing this song.

2. I don’t wanna cry no more, but I’m so depressed. But I’ve witnessed blood and gore, these feelings I express.

3. I don’t wanna be alone, I just wanna have my own. I will always sing my songs, trying to right my wrongs.

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Entering the fields of my childhood around two,
overjoyed by the vibrant flowers that gently lulled 
and dispersed their gentle aroma into the noon;
I passed under the old balconies with flower-pots painted
in russet as the leaves of late and quite Autumn,
which elated me with their sweet-smelling scent ,
to please my nostrils everywhere I went...
body and spirit in full harmony, never being alone!

Hummingbirds fluttering from tree to tree,
to announce their departure by the dawn's blaze,
still warbling and making me immensely glad;
I hummed that song to ease their misery,
they flew around and landed on my shoulders
to start the making of a lively symphony:
and with no instruments and vocals,
we created a musical masterpiece worthy of praise!

Entering the fields of my childhood,
leaping like frogs chased by cruel rascals,
my escape to freedom from noisy streets and voices
of mothers calling out to their mischievous children,
to hurry home before their dad imposed discipline;
jolly and care-free I explored that unknown world...   
solitude was the source of joy for a prodigious child,
no genius ever became great without the urge of the wild!  

Pondering over my advancing age, and recalling that child run
towards the lilies' fields made golden by the scorching sun,
I wish to become little and start running again,
until I run out of breath and take a brief rest; and should the storm
pelt on the rose-bushes, and their buds fell off,
I would pick them all with the swiftest care and hold them
in my wet palms, and ever preserve them in this memory...
to enter the fields of my childhood and vanish into their immensity!

Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci

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the beat

Flowing through the mind

Vibrating in time

Bodies sway to the beat

Eye's closed

Feel the heat

Exotic and erotic

Just let go

Your body and your soul

One with the whole

All worries let go

Just you and the beat

Feeling the peace

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Christ Jesus Our Lord came as a child to earth
He taught man to live He bled He died
Rejoice He is risen death’s grasp is no more
In Him alone can mortal man find true rest 
Seek Him I pray while you still have breath for
Tomorrow is never a guarantee
Make a decision there’re options you are free to choose
Awake from sleep ‘though this night lingers long
Sooner or later eternity calls for you and me

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Alto The Tenor Meets Barratone

Fancy the fashion of an orchestra moving in a rhythmic flattering perception
I gather the timpani's of a tantalizing taste 
and I rather persuade a mix of brass
thy trumphant , Piccolo , a tuba or two and my favorite thy french horn
the bass arrives in a hum-drum beat hanging near the floor
quite a catastrophic interlude
a pluck and a pull and thy pushing violin's enter with grace
a few keys of the ivory and ever so wishful we have a dream

A fancy free eruption begins 
oh the sophisticated choas !!!

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                                                        It weeps.
At the feeling of one's touch.
                                                                                         The hollering, screaming,
wrecking innocence, in silence.
                                 It once lay awaiting the touch,
awaiting the callused fingertips,
                                             and ready-
                                                                                                for the first strum,
bleeding into a love song,
                                                 silently killing a dove
  and regretting that first encounter.
                                                                     Which turned into obsession,
           deep, penetrating breaths, lingering while the wind unfolds the secrets,
                                                                                                 the story within the tune,
 the life throughout the song.
                                   And it never takes a soul for granted,
                                                           it gives
more and more
                                                                                           asking nothing in return,
patiently waiting for one more encounter,
                                                                a master soon to be.

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I ask for nothing,
just relying on Providence;
surprisingly I will experience
an enriching event
that fate has sent...
does anybody wonder why I sing?

I age, and furthermore I feel younger;
wrinkles appear to attest their reminder
that my troubles are of another sort,
and despite more unpleasant occurrences confirming my tort:
these upheavals are raging storms that will soon pass,
and this phase is the ultimate test!

Destiny, unfold this enriching event,
and usher in an age of contentment;
the vitality of these years don't reflect fragility:
resolute and strong, hopeful and diligent...
I can face any hurdle and defy tragedy,
and the hardest challenge is finding trust!  

An enriching event was predicted in my natal chart  
and astrologers are putting much effort in their research,
to assure me that a better tomorrow is coming;
and should I place my total trust in them,
and catch a rare glimpse and be content...
but Who has given me a last chance at living?

I could never be guided by the unpredictable stars,
what I am amazed about them:  is their mysterious glimmer,
but fortune and wealth is the damnation of the sinner,
of that one cursing God for all the plagues and sorrows
inflicted upon punish them for all that was taken without honor
and appreciation;  and wouldn't they envy the one opening the golden door?

My harvest is finally ripe, and spacious fields offer their abundant fruits,
every bird has a more sonorous song to make me feel vibrantly alive:
o larks and nightingales, let your joyful ode reach the Heavens above!
My blessings have been too numerous to be counted and this joy exalts 
Him with a gratefulness that is equal to every breath I inhale and exhale;
when peace blends with silence:  a realistic Heaven is an enriching event!

Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci

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Sing Me A Song Of Love

Sing me a song of love:
A song of passion,
A song of emotion-
One that's true and genuine filled with everlasting devotion.

Sing me a song of love:
One that is sincere, 
One with compassion,
One of truth-
One that springs from the well of hope, eternal.

Sing me a song of love:
One of deep admiration,
A song of purity, of commitment, of family-
That bonds and can not be broken by the chimes of time
A song of love in rhythm and rhyme.

Sing me a song of love:
One so strong that it rights the  wrongs and
Lessens the hurts of past disappointments and makes life worth living-
Never to be taken for granted or given up on.

Sing me a song of  everlasting joy, peace and love-
One that as a child of All Mighty God, I am so deserving of.

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The Pleasant Racket

That cheese and apple affect,
chaotic yells for morning
by the simple cup of tea.

With smiling echo's in grim passageways
of graffiti laughs,
concrete surfs
and chewing gums dalmatian.

Rackets of rain
like falling rivers
are the singing shouts of
ambient joy.

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Music Man

He says he’s the entertainer, so confident, so secure
When you gaze into his deep blue eyes you sense something more
As he walks through the crowd they all know his name
But he’s not looking for the glory and the fame
He has an old soul that was so easy to recognize
But he plays in a world so full of plastic and lies
He’s above the game they play, he’s so sincere
He’s got a wild spirit with no fear
He loves the fire but his heart is warm and true
And his piercing blue eyes look right through you
He’s the music in me
He’s the rhythm and melody
His words help me see the beauty in me
He’s Hollywood, if I could
But I never would
He’s Palm Beach, just a little out of reach
He’s words to a song
This can’t be wrong
He’s my Music Man
He’s a song that has never been sung
He’s an old soul with a spirit young
He’s a shooting star
A flaming guitar
He’s everyone you wish you could be
He’s living and dying to be free 
He’s the Music Man
He’s the Music in me

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The Little Things

Verse 1

Open Books
New Looks
Nanny And Crooks
Heads That Shook
Sorry I Misstook

The Little Things
The Little Things

Verse 2

Fresh Air
Knowing You're There
Knowing You Care
All I think Is Fair
For I'm Willing To Share

The Little Things
The Little Things

Verse 3

Gods Hands
Sacred Land
Now I can Stand
And Thank Man
For Making Me Understand

The Little Things
The Little Things

My Next Gospel Song

What Do You Think ?

Tribute To The
Holy Spirit

This Song Is About
Thanking The Dear Lord Not For Only
The Big Things In Life But Also So
Many Little Things Also To Be Thankful For

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A Slight Change

Pains are not to be relieved

Sorrows are not to fade away

a slight change in the vision

may bring a new experience

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My summer vacation

I made something beautiful
come out of the ground
painted vibrations and made
beautiful sounds
imagined shapes and colors
that delight the eyes
and planted them in a garden
and surrounded them with various skies
Spoke as God painted 
creation on the scroll
words that were silent
and beautiful to behold
words not said but sung
describing to the unseeing 
what God has done
Glorifying is the meaning
of plants posing and voices singing
of forces molding and chemicals
bringing into being 
other things with feelings

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Her Love

She never thought she would see the day
That someone would love her the same way
Every tear that she cried
All her life she would run and hide
Her heart turned to stone
Hating the feeling of being alone
Then he came along
Holding her in his arms, telling her this is where she belongs
Giving her nothing but happiness and love
He was an angel sent from above
Instead of cutting open her veins
She finds that in his arms is where she remains
She has choosen to live her life
Instead of choosing to die

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Everybody was horrified of Paul's scruffy looks
with dirt and mud smeared all over his wrinkled face,
and his long nose with dark spots on its tip;
and a grave digger matched that image,
but he was the nicest person on planet earth:
hard-working, estimable, amicable and honest.
After the day's work was done, Paul stared
at the empty lots and whispered to himself,
" Soon I'll be in one of them...I feel it coming! "
One unlucky afternoon he was standing
on the edge of a newly dug-up grave and accidently
slipped and fell into the twenty-feet excavation;
no screams for help were heard...he was dead!
That same afternoon, there was a burial
and as the corpse's coffin was lowered into the grave,
Father Michael spotted a body lying on the bottom of it,
and it resembled that of Paul....suddenly police 
were notified and minutes later a fire truck arrived
to the dreary scene. Then two young firefighters
lowered themselves into the pitch-dark grave by holding
onto sturdy ropes, and without much effort, 
they pulled his bruised and broken body:
he was pronounced dead at two-thirty.
Paul had a near-death experience, one of the most
incredible ones: he visited heaven, the place of bliss!
And as he climbed the gold stairway, he heard many voices
of those he knew in the previous life...they chanted glorifying God,
who was seated on an ivory throne surrounded by Archangels,
Saints and the Prophets whom he remembered from his Bible readings.

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She stood on on a hill,gown flowing around her.

Draped in red and brown.

One hand poised toward the sky, the other down by her side.

Her eye's looking up towards the heavens above.

 Her lips parted as she sung.

 Her voice beyond all what is imagined. 

 Velvet and smooth her song she sings to you.

Let go of what this world rules you by, and let your heart take over your eye's.

 See and hear what is really here.

And your body and mind will know true cheer. As with that she disappears.

Red and brown gown gone as with the same as the years

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Many eyes of different color
see images and give them meaning;
reality is the clearest perception,
which brings on its sweetness,
and often an unacceptable bitterness:
I have given these reflective eyes
a choice and a challenge:  to either
accept or refuse when they were observing,
to make conception uniquely mine...
being that courageous soul uneffected by lies!

Nothing that came out of these thoughts
was ever imagined by someone else;
everything that happened specified its reason,
and analyzing events...magnified the scope of its revelation:
all that this mind has poured out and revealed,
or even failed to discern is uniquely mine!  
How foolish I would have been, if I hadn't been
able to bring to completion what had already been decided by fate;
another tragedy, and even more disappointment,
to have stood by and watched others win!


Every parade has some happy music and gleeful faces,
and life glides along with the same rhythm and pace,
it's up to us to show all the colors of our true intentions,
and if we fail, we are pushed aside by a crowd 
which instills in its heart a zest that dignifies pride;
so no matter how weak our ego gets and trust dwindles,
we must make sure that hope is never is put by doubt...
otherwise it becomes a useless dream without a concept!
And deeply reflecting on this inevitable demise,
I let go of all my susceptibility and retain what is uniquely mine!

Numerous lives have been shattered by negligence and greed,
mine has withstood all tests and declared its own, indisputable victory;
and it wasn't won by avarice, but by deligence and ingenuity,
to make all wonder how I was never taken down by this heavy load!
What they needed was the strength to endure almost anything:
jealousy, envy, injustice, evil, unfairness ,controversy and misery;
I will not envision that famous figure being carved in marble, stone or brass,
being put on the higest pedetal soon after his mourned death;
if vanity were all I had pursued and fought for in my turbulent time,
I couldn't have achieved my goal:  to keep what is uniquely mine!    

Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci

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The rain falls gently against my skin
Releasing the whispers in each gust of wind 
Picks me up than gently puts me down
Playing its music so i may dance around
 Sharing its beat with every breath i take in 
Changing its direction as i dance and spin
The rain drops now fade away 
Through the willow branches the sun shines my way 
The winds gusts halt's to a low 
Now a slow song is played as i dance to and fro

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An old motto renewed

woke up this morning
to an epiphany
of how your world works
be the best you can be
the best human 3 coil double flusher you can be
at first i was upset
in denial
that i too could live up to such high standards
how could i ever compete with such human waste
when they practice being a walking talking waste of skin everyday
acting it out
singing it
and making more money just by practicing an old motto renewed

Thats the only power you have over me
to be or not to be
a huge clog in the toilet we know as life
and i could practice it
all day and all night
no point in dancing around it in denial
but that might make me worth something
if i could pull off the feat of unequal measure
and finding someone to label what they really are
and laugh at the fact that they are oblivious to how your world works

Practicing being a total waste of skin
and then blame it on someone else
and hang their dead baby off my neck
but nope i'm better than that
i can be the best 3 coiler double flusher i can be
without any practice
just human nature at this point

Act 1 scene 2
making one person living a lie
look like a good person
as the rest of the play is all about everybody competes for the reward of being a clog in the 
toilet we call life
Song and dance
still the same glory
and yet soo many of you basking in your power
of who is or isnt in denial of how your world works
practice makes perfect i guess
no point in trying to change anything
just go dangle someone elses dead baby off your neck

an old motto renewed
be the best double flusher i can be
live it, sing it, paractice it to one day show the world their brand new lie
and next lesson of how to be succesfull at something
that will only come naturaly
why not?

Details | I do not know? | |

Live for sound

As the faucet drips and the wind chimes tink.
As the pendulum swings, I sit and think.
Such a wonderful God to give us sound.
It's something that makes the world go round.
From listening to ocean waves crash all day.
To laughing children enjoying the games they play.
So when you lay in bed to hear your house groan.
Thank God for sound, helping you feel a little less alone.

Details | I do not know? | |

Romance takes place Between two

As lights turned down low..
Dimmed within the room
Music flows

A Gentle man
In his blue Tuxedo
He looks and sees..
Across the room

as he approaches
Comes towards her
Bends forward
As he bows

As she tis gracefully sitting 
In her evening gown
Soft beautiful light silver in-color
Laced with sparkling lights within her dress

She gazes up at him
Then she smiles
As he reaches for her hand
He gazes upon her beauty once again

Both intertwine their hands engage
As Music 
softly plays

He gently helps her 
Gracefully to stand 
Intertwining each other’s hands
As she looks into his eyes
He looks into hers

Gazing within love 
Smiling ever so sweet
Moments reach.. By moments
As they slowly make their way
Across unto the center of the Ballroom 

As his arm 
Gently wraps around her waist
And hers smoothly around his
They go out on the dance floor
Gently turning toward.. As they gazes within eyes
Desiring.. Each other through within maze
For all couples dance.. As the music plays

As he lowers his head
Gently together they embrace 
Such Love within their eyes
Glowing upon their face
God has Blessed this Love 

As I see... True Love
Romance between Two

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is that blue or purple

well i starts 
in modern 
ways just 
jumping patterns 
that was stain 
orange juice 
with a kiwi
tarnish boots 
with silver chain 
blue berrys 
and grapes 
taste good 
but only one 
make me sing
in the day 
my sky is blue 
and at nite 
my sky is purple
one minute my woon 
is blue 
next it's purple

i was steam 
as i dream mean 
fell asleep 
gripping green and blue 
now i'm woke is that 
purple or blue..

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mother earth

> chorus) rainbows are a sign of god and mother earth they smile down
> upon us. Oh smile upon this great day the day in which the sun is
> shining and a rainbow is shown in the sky.
> (verse) Golden light shine down on me. Let the lion roar and the
> eagle sing, Golden light look upon this day and rejoice in the name
> of the lord!
> (chorus) rainbows are a sign of god and mother earth they smile down
> upon us. Oh smile upon this great day the day in which the sun is
> shining and a rainbow is shown in the sky.
> (verse) Mother earth I gaze upon your beauty I look to the tree's and
> see you within them. Golden light sing of the virtues and be free!
> (chorus) rainbows are a sign of god and mother earth they smile down
> upon us. Oh smile upon this great day the day in which the sun is
> shining and a rainbow is shown in the sky.
> (Verse) Oh rainbow the colors of the world shine down upon us! Let
there be a day where we can rejoice within our souls. And that you
rejoice within the world sing from the mountain tops all the way to
the valley's.
(chorus) rainbows are a sign of god and mother earth they smile down
upon us. Oh smile upon this great day the day in which the sun is
shining and a rainbow is shown in the sky.

copyrighted by penny lapsley 2008

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Mom and Dad's Book of Love

Long ago, from the book of Love, came Daddy and Mommy’s dream
The greatest gift, from Father above, “with magical smiles so seen.”
For on that special day, that you were born, the angels danced all day. 
Family came to give us cards; hearts were merry with Heaven’s sway.

See “Heaven’s window opened wide,” on the day we first saw "you."
From that "special Book of Love," He’ll carefully guide us through. 
Storm clouds come and folks get lost, without God’s light to shine.
He’ll help us with our garden, dear, and give us music like wine.

You are our little sapling tree, so we'll plant you in good rich soil.
We’ll carefully watch-and-pray, each night, so the sun won’t ever boil.
Resting now safe, while angels sing, for every good is of Father God.
All your tomorrows He’ll bring; we pray ‘you’re sheltered by His rod.’

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Sweet Harmony of Souls

Jesus plays the music
He has given us.. each a key
To play.. everlasting music
In sweet harmony

Each key opens.. the heart
Rings.. a tune of a melody
Rhythm of Gods.. Souls 
In sweet harmony 

You have a chance.. 
To play your tune
Don't delay.. play your key..
Before the music goes away...

Jesus holds the Keys to people's hearts
Musical tunes.. is Believer Souls  
Playing.. together
In Sweet Harmony 

 ~Jesus Holds the keys.. You have a chance.. play your Tune~
~Come to Jesus.. ask Him into your heart~ Join Souls In Sweet Harmony 
~Before the Rapture takes place-in Music is gone

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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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Start Growing

A soft and gentle growth

Under a blue sky

Over a high mountain

Extended over a vast land

When the sun comes up

Start growing

Details | I do not know? | |

Sweet Harmony of Souls

Jesus plays the music…
He has given us… each a key…
To play… everlasting music
In sweet harmony…

Each key opens… the heart
Rings… a tune of a melody…
Rhythm of Gods’ Souls 
In sweet harmony… 

You have a chance.. 
To play your tune…
Don’t delay… play your key..
Before the music goes away….

Jesus holds the Keys to people’s hearts…
Musical tunes… is Believer Souls  
Playing… together
In Sweet Harmony… 

 ~Jesus Holds the keys… You have a chance… play your Tune~
~Come to Jesus… ask Him into your heart~ Join Souls In Sweet Harmony 
~Before the Rapture takes place…-in Music is gone… 

Details | I do not know? | |

Anytime--Can Happen

There is Something in the Air
Can You tell???

This can Happen Anytime
For this... is Real

Jesus Christ is Coming Back
For You and Me

For this day... Will Happen

Have You ever really wondered
Where You'll be?

When Life here ends
About Eternity??

There is Just One Hope
In My Heart...

That You come to Jesus
Receive... a Fresh Start

With this Moment... In Time
Believe in Jesus... ye Shall Find

Jesus Is Only True Way...  Is to be 
Born-again... Set Free

Just Trust... and Believe
Receive...What... God wants to give

Only Through Jesus Christ 
We All... Can Live

Now.. is the Time
Come...  Be Saved

Inspired by God.. Blessed me with this song.. 
Love Always in Christ.. *Star Light

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Invisible Foe

(In memory of 9 -11)

So you say
You’re here to stay
In the land of the free
The home of the brave
Take a look at the face
Of your enemy
--- He waits

Look all around
From the sky to the ground
But your invisible foe
Will never be found

Penetrating deep inside
Creeping up
Seeping in from behind
Cloaked in decades
With vengeful spite
Why the hell is this world so damn blind?

Domination is the
Determination to the
Annihilation of the
United Nations world peace
Terrorism is the
Only solution for the
Demented forces working
To destroy our integrity

One day fire engulfs the sky
Bomb a nation, millions die
Somewhere out there a culprit cries,
“Victory is mine; all mine”!
If you think these are words of deceit
Wait till the day
When truth and real grit meet
The timeline of life
Points to our own demise
All you have to do is read between the lines
HA! ---You pathetic fool’s!
Did you think you would change the world?
Did you think you even stood a chance?


Details | Free verse | |

I sit, think, and pray

                                      I sit, think, and pray
Through all of the nuisance
Through all of the calls
Through all of the devil’s thoughts
I sit, think, and pray
I read all stories
All full of regret
I sit, think, and pray
I see the sunrays 
I love the wind
I feel the rain 
I ask am I forgiven ?
For all the things I swear to do 
For all the sins I prolonged to make
After all this I sit, think, and pray
Of God all mighty strong
Of life so desperately short 
Of people so madly wrong 
I sit, think, and pray
Do I have time? Do I still have time?
To do the things I dreamed to achieve
To live the life I await in desire
To see the sons that aren't born
To drive the car I can purchase
To play a song, a song on my guitar…

Details | Rhyme | |

La Sociedad Revolectronica

La Sociedad Revolectronica,
electricidad, gravedad
la unión de las mentes
que brillan independientes
dedos de fuego, deseo electro
Akmuk y CMongrooves Carlos
nadie puede dominarlos!
y cuando tocan en conjunto
teclados y sintetizadores
puede escuchar el mundo
Jazz y Clásica en unisono
las ondas invaden los escenarios
todos los barrios y balnearios!

La Sociedad Revolectronica,
Lethality Scale establece
y el Psiontist y Ron Lung
tocan a todo pulmon
y hasta la mas simple de las mentes
puede entrar en fascinacion
por las frecuencias electro
que generan estos dos!
y luego viene Corrosivo
agresivo, creativo
líricamente pionero
de palabras conoce el juego!

La Sociedad Revolectronica,
del Universo el mensaje
para que artistas independientes
unifiquen sus talentos
el secreto esta en la union
de las almas y la inspiracion!
Revolectronica es la esencia
que inspira a todas las naciones
es de los individuos la orquesta
sinfónica en su núcleo
La Sociedad Revolectronica,
va a cambiar el mundo!

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I'll catch you on a monday
maybe i'm afraid to say
i can see what's goin on

you caught me at a better time
your vision ain't as clear as mine
we weren't worth the time we spent

don't be so unheard
let me in
listen to my word
im your only friend
i can help you up
be the one you trust
don't be so unheard

now it's pushin Wednesday
i've got somethin new to say
thanks for helping me get out

i learn lessons everyday 
just another way to say
i see a false smile in your eyes

don't be so uheard
let me in
listen to my word
i'm your only friend 
i can help you up
be the one you trust
don't be so unheard 

always under the moonlight
surrounded by stolen light
never as bright as you could be

i'm tired of standin by
everyday it hurts my pride
have you heard a word i said

don't be so unheard

Details | Quatrain | |


Tepid breeze, lull me to sleep
on this grass softer than hay;
all the aches make my brittle bones weak,
they need rest, not asking my body to wander away... 

And if I fall asleep, I would like every star, spotting me.
to keep watch;  and should the owls, hiding amid the shadows
of the hickories, emit very scary and strange sounds
and fix their vicious eyes on me, angels will guard me...

No harm will come to me from those treacherous evil spirits,
and by just invoking His Holy Name, it will prevent any attack on me;
and my light can be seen from far, this light which strengthens me:
and while praying alone, I will hear the fluttering of cherubs' wings...

Tepid breeze, lull me to sleep,
and without the lovebirds' song, something must
replace that harmony when a sudden rush of fear:
slowly and uninvitingly seeps into my throbbing chest...

And would I let any noise spoil this peace,
to allow distrust lessen my courage and let hope cease?
I am endowed with  the faith of the martyrs that evil men are afraid of hearing;
come Satan, try to deceive me:  the Holy Spirit will abide with me 'till my awakening...

Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci

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The world passes by
Hardly glancing at the hat
Laid casually on the ground.
 I stop
And drop a bill inside.
It floats down in the breeze
And the man plays on
Hardly glancing at the hat
Laid casually on the ground.

Details | I do not know? | |

Harmony of Love

As The Music Plays
As entered into the room
Filled with many people
The music plays
Melodies of my heart

I saw in the distance..
as two by two.. 
taken each by the hand
as they got up to slow dance

So soft and sweet...
Gently moves within feet
as they music plays

As if I seen in a daze
How True Love is
Between two. by two..

As they slow dance 
Across the room
As the music plays

He then lowers down
as she is embraced
delicately Kisses her lips

Enchantment takes place
For Moment’s in time
Music plays..

As they continue 
To slow dance
two by two

Such Love in the air
As I watched sitting there
As the music plays..

So beautiful 
Between two..
Couples together

Within the room
as the music plays
God makes a way

For All to come 
Together in Love
True Harmony
For Two by two

Time passes by
As I see.. sit waiting
As the music plays
Harmony of Love

God gives Blessing..
Such Beautiful Love between two

Details | Narrative | |


Not far from my bustling town of Baiano, which welcomed anyone, 
there was a camp set up for gypsies,
not with dangerous tramps and thieves,
it looked like a concentration camp:
a territory restricted and feared
by the locals when they burned logs themselves to keep warm;
and despite alienation and distrust, out of it came inner beauty.
Mandisa and I became friends,
and we chatted after I finished school;
many wonderful stories of Egypt she told me:
from every Pharaoh who ever lived to the last tribe of gypsies.
While everybody was suspicious and kept the distance,
prejudice didn't keep me away from her...we shared the same feelings
of two young people, but mine were somewhat more real,
hers were not too realistic considering the condition she lived in:
a camp that resembled a ghetto without any help from the Government.
At dusk, the males played the Ouds and Riqs
that surely brightened up a cloudy sky over their squalid tents...
residents listened, but thought their music was dedicated to their Goddess Iris:
what a misconception they had about theses gypsies who never hurt anyone!
With arms hugged across my chest, feeling the crispness of the evening breeze,
I listened to every song they sang with a nostalgia an outsider couldn't describe,
then I grabbed Mandisa's hand and started to dance!
They cheered and played that music louder..everyone came out of their homes
thinking that a concert was in progress, but they were taken by shock:
their bitter looks changed to human tenderness seeing two kids dance,
one of their own country: beautiful Italy and the other from 
mysterious Egypt which they knew little about.
We looked at them and smiled and invited them to join us to form a ring
where all held each other hand: two races coming together 
in friendship and harmony that before seemed a mere impossibility!

Copyright 2012 by Andrew Crisci

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to rock on with being heard;
to express with all the meaning,
to start searching with no ends.
the aftermath of the afterthoughts is not enough,
the beginning just made people want more.
though the song is there,
it still has a hidden deepness behind it.
such words with unlimited defintions,
so much more understanding needed to make it perfect.
lyrics made to recognize genuine emotions;
it can conquer any beasts,
soften any heart.
passion that is yet to be felt:
once, you get it,
there is no turning back.
it will pierce through your tough masks,
leaving you vulnerable.
it will call out to all ages,
start singing to their own beat and melodies!

Details | Ghazal | |

The Other Shore

The Other Shore 

Oh my dear little precious
Your life was short upon
This planet
But I know you will go so
Very far
Within the openness of
Your love
I know your love will always
Now just fly into the light and
Swim the wave of my tears
And I’ll
Meet you again on the other

So fly on my dear little precious
So gentle so beautiful your
Will touch and remain a part
Of my heart
I look for you in the morning
The evening sunset will draw
You near
So fly my little dear precious
Don’t look back
Don’t wait for me
The tears I shred is
Cause I love and miss your 
Gentle smile
Let your heart shine with the
For I know we’ll meet on that
Other shore  

Details | I do not know? | |

Sweet Harmony of Souls

Jesus plays the music…
He has given us… each a key…
To play… everlasting music
In sweet harmony…

Each key opens… the heart
Rings… a tune of a melody…
Rhythm of Gods’ Souls 
In sweet harmony… 

You have a chance.. 
To play your tune…
Don’t delay… play your key..
Before the music goes away….

Jesus holds the Keys to people’s hearts…
Musical tunes… is Believer Souls  
Playing… together
In Sweet Harmony… 

 ~Jesus Holds the keys… You have a chance… play your Tune~
~Come to Jesus… ask Him into your heart~ Join Souls In Sweet Harmony 
~Before the Rapture takes place…-in Music is gone…

Details | Free verse | |

No More

I have resolved, finally, to fight,
fight back against those cruel oppressors - memories.
No more shall I drown in the flood, broken;
no more shall I lie down.

I have resolved to smile again,
and not that of a mask;
to let pleasures entice
and beauty inspire.

The crispness in the wintry air,
though harsh, invigorates;
I grin at the scarlet coat of the cardinal,
alighting on a bare branch.

I let sweet, rejuvenating music
fill my limbs and my lungs;
it drives me forth,
pushing ever further onward.

No more shall I allow our past, her shade
to haunt and hurt me;
I've locked that away,
met and rebuffed the ghosts of the past.

Details | I do not know? | |

sliding door on a van

It's just descriptive
but you my take it a different way
I can smell the mix of us in that article of clothing
leaving the situation too abruptly
I'm not innocent of knowing
like a dream inside of a dream
life is so much better more
fascinating than fiction
your second chance I hope you realize and a risk on love you don't miss
here you are walking away
there I am in a burning building situation and looking for the exit
there I am driving down the street
when for a couple more conversations and moments with you
I should've stayed
it's just descriptive
but you may take it a different way

Details | Name | |


Round eyes smiling
   you greet everyone you meet.
   quiet and neat..

Overcome with shyness
    when we ask you to speak..
    but with your music 
    you're neither timid nor meek..

Do you get bored 
    as we recite the time away?
    sometimes.. leaving no time
    for the songs that you would play..

Never an unkind word
    have I heard you utter..
    unlike most teens who curse
     belittle and mutter..

Every single meeting 
   you set to entertain
   then you tear it all back down
   not ever to complain..

You are a rare young man
     a  great pleasure to know...
     with a  warm and welcome smile 
     everywhere you go..

Rodney they say that fate
is how lives are set apart
so I thank the fated stars
that you have touched my heart..

Details | Free verse | |

Heartbeats of singing wings

as the circles of wind                                                                                                   hold the delicate in the air                                                                                      waves of music fill as I stare hovering                                                                          flying backward away from the flower                                                                               like a pause before a kiss then closing in                                                                           with wings a blurr tastes the nectar                                                                          struck by colors unseen while dividing the light                                                               rightly into rainbows for all to admire                                                                               heart racing a thousand times a minute                                                                         all this from one little heart

Details | I do not know? | |

Sweet Harmony of Souls

Jesus plays the music
He has given us.. each a key
To play.. everlasting music
In sweet harmony

Each key opens.. the heart
Rings.. a tune of a melody
Rhythm of God's.. Souls 
In sweet harmony

You have a chance 
To play your tune
Don't delay.. play your key
Before the music goes away

Jesus holds the Keys to people's hearts
Musical tunes.. is Believer Souls  
Playing.. together
In Sweet Sweet Harmony

 ~Jesus Holds the keys.. You have a chance.. play your Tune~
~Come to Jesus.. ask Him into your heart~ Join Souls In Sweet Harmony 
~Before the Rapture takes place-in Music is gone~ 

Details | Quatrain | |


Miles of broken, sunbaked seashells,
resembling pieces of porcelain of lesser value,
lying across a populous beach subdued by misty blue,
as hungry sea-gulls pounce the fiddler crabs..

The beach entertainer draws huge crowds;
singing funny songs and making comic skits
by spicing up his unique modus operandi,
and modestly mocking his modus vivendi...

He has never made lots of money,
but settles for dollar bills to earn their sympathy;
dressed in tight and colorful ministrel's attire,
he amuses the public with his monkey-shine...

And he pulls out his fiddler and the crowds go wild,
awakening, by its high-pitched sound, a dope fiend,
who has built a shack in this unsafe place always threatened by the blowing sand;
He puts on his dirty sunglasses and disappears in the groovy sunshine...

The beach entertainer follows him, leaving everyone behind, 
saying," Sorry, brother...I didn't mean to wake you up, the bum turns around with sad eyes
and exclaims, " Music doesn't fill an empty and aching belly...and cheer up a feeble mind! "
" Here's all I got...take it and get something to eat!" The beach entertainer whispers.

Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci

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How to change the world

If i had a million dollars
every three months
and my job was to spend it on awards for those
who do random acts of kindness and good deeds
unknownst to them they are about to be rewarded
i would take pride in my work

Soo what some Hollywood actor won the same prise as they did last year
and i saw them in fifteen movies that sucked

but this
this is for everyday people
not a radio show of how many worms you eat
but me handing out awards
to those worthy of an award in the communities around us

many can apply, but you need all the proof
I will need lawyers involved to verify these claims are true
perhaps letter after letter could be investigated
or hey maybe even if instead of studying the community to see how generous it 
what if someone opened the door for you and they got an award for door opening 
and a prise!

thats right folks
just by living your life and being nice
my prize patrol which is set off only when you pull off the secret surprise holiday
that the riddle of the music industry and movies challenges society to pull off
then money bags comes out with his prize patrol
and the surprise holiday of
door openings for each other
house buildings
letters written to others worthy of being recognized wether it be for writing, pottery, 
or just plain common decency

and the object of the game is to pull of the secret group effort
the music and media persuades in the music
near an existing holiday for points, or around a time when it is needed

so I'll need a bank
i don't think society can pull off
what id have music ask them do
and then if they did
my awards and prise patrol
and no one would know
because it would all be covered up in the holiday magic
but yet
it would be all over the newspaper
and the television
instead of watching the same fifty brilliant actors slurr the next sentence they 
don't mean
nor care for as they slave away
and they are eligible for the same awards as everyone else

There Einstein
If i had 4 million dollars a year
at least
id take you all on one heck of a ride
but you better think twice
and you better be nice
or money bags will  give you fifteen minutes of fame
but you have to earn your award
your prise
and your fifteen minutes of fame somehow

Details | I do not know? | |

Amy Amy Amy

You helped me through a very tough time,
Retro melodies and lyrics put a mellow on my bind,

Found out about you two years ago,
Such a unique singer could work any flow,
Took your own to create such an influential sound,
From something you were never able to fully rebound,
You never comprised, you were honest and cool,
That may not be what everyone says but it's true,
You spoke and sang from the heart, 
You always did, even from the start,

Honesty, humility, humbleness and vulnerability,
Traits made it easy for you to live your life publicly,
You set the bar for what many musicians strive to achieve,
You pulled it off with such ease, the stars aligned, it was meant to be,
It takes guts and strength to be your own,
That's why you wear this generations Jazz thrown. 

Details | Lyric | |

you know best

take it easy take a step back
you never helped me follow through
don' bother asking why
secrets so often lead to lies

every time i try
doubt lingers in my mind
twisting and turning and causing me stress
I never sleep well while knowing

I'm guna regret this
try and erase this
how could i forget that
lessons deserved learn best

trust, don't let it rust to much
these words grow weaker, with every touch
no sense in forging a false pretense
another way to say you're full of it

only in my mind
can i find a piece of mine
yearning deserving simply more
whats so wrong with thinking

I'm guna regret this
try and erase this
how could i forget that
lessons deserved learn best
just turn around
you're lost not found
the secrets out
had enough
of you I've found
hearing your secrets sour my mind
so down your road
a block or so
i can't condone you
you're not like me
I'm blind
But i don't owe you

all but vague

no longer there to your dismay
asking why almost a million ways
I'm hungry for advice
hearing yours don't make me wise

Your lies don't change your fate
i mean you no disgrace
postponing controlling things sure to come
all the while your asking

am i guna regret this
try and erase this
will i ever forget that
lessons deserved learn best

you know best

Details | I do not know? | |

Seer's Lullaby Dance

In, and through, the Lilies, our Father’s love is everything
Running through the valley, of Father’s heart, I love to sing

Dancing past the darkness in the Light of Love His music rings
Singing Light of glory, The-Word of Life that Heaven brings 

Angelic harps of glory, resounding age for the power to come 
The Least step-up Love’s story, Redemption’s plan is truly won

They dance, the angels and I; see Father’s awesome throng
Life so serene as the kingdom of God resounds Love’s song

Raining dew astounding, Joy resounds for all Christ brings
Removing all sad stories, glory and honour to the Lamb the King  

Details | Free verse | |



the dancing machines
please stay away from everyone's knees
you very nasty


Please please please
stay away from especially
my knees you very nasty 
and honorable theives


so please fly off to those daisies
for these these these are the only way I want it to

{ bee's }

Little Song Jenny And I came Up When She Was 4 LOL 
Thanks All For Stopping

Also Entry For Matt Caliri's Contest
Funnest-hardest Poem Ever

Details | Quatrain | |


Getting off the bus along Hillside Avenue,
I heard a loud commotion coming from a speaker;
and getting closer, I saw the face of a sweaty preacher... 
calling all souls to Jesus and make them new.

I looked and paused and saw this preacher with sweat on his face...
as he was telling the crowd a true story of The Godfather's son, who was
in the dark about his father's activities, and when he was finally told,
he didn't care if he died;  and to the authorities he went to report his dad.    

What a righteous young man he must have been, and how noble
it was to reveal that well-kept secret which would have cost his precious life,
giving up a chance at being powerful and not dedicating himself to a lifetime of crime; 
I can visualize him bowing his head down, and pray to stop the vicious cycle.

I sat next to an elderly lady whose who's veiled head shone through a gentle light,
" Sing along with me, and your lost soul will be reedemed by the blood of Jesus!" 
I shared her song book and began singing an evening prayer of repentance,
as the preacher cried out, " Raise your hand, and I will pray for you tonight!"

How many folks, like me, wanted to see that preacher proclaim the Lord's message;
and how lucky I was to have encountered a stranger who sounded like Jesus,
to add another sheep to his herd as he prayed for the sins of the repentant ones!
How glorious it was to hear him glorify Christ and His father with his voice of grace!  

Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci

Details | I do not know? | |

Romance takes place Between two

As lights turned down low..
Dimmed within the room
Music flows
Gentle man
In his blue Tuxedo
He looks and sees..
Across the room
Then he approaches
Comes towards her
Bends forward
As he bows

As she gracefully sits 
In her evening gown
Soft beautiful light silver in-color
Laced with sparkling lights within her dress
She gazes up at him
Then she smiles

As he reaches for her hand
He gazes upon her beauty once again
Both intertwine their hands engage
As Music softly plays

He gently helps her 
To Graceful stand
Intertwining each other’s hands
As she looks into his eyes
He looks into hers

Gazing within love 
Smiling ever so sweet
Moments reach.. By moments
As they slowly make their way
Across unto the center of the Ballroom 

Then his arm 
Gently wraps around her waist
And hers smoothly around his
They go out on the dance floor
Gently turning toward.. As they gazes within eyes
Desiring.. Each other through within maze
For all couples dance.. As the music plays

As then I see..
As he lowers his head
Gently together they embrace 
Such Love within their eyes
Glowing upon their face

God has Blessed this Love 
Romance between Two

As I sit in watch
Alone-- As within this Earthly World 
For tis God's Blessing Shall come
As I am awaiting
"Heavenly Home"

Details | Prose Poetry | |

and 'Ladies'

  and 'Ladies' young and old
do you even know
when i go into the grocery store
and how they come all around me
and i
not even paying attention
as they watch me squeeze this and
squeeze that
and they being all that you are
some what more and some few less
and they
take my hand and place it there
and in my hand they squeeze it
they squeeze it harder than they should
but i'm not paying attention 
and as i'm thinking about squeezing
that which needs to be squeezed
in my mind i am squeezing it more
and watching some become flushed
there faces grow dark and pink
so many
and so many my head spins around 
looking down as i feel
all of that juice run free
through my hands
and all of my critical thinking
has left me it's gone. 

Is It Poetry 

Details | Free verse | |

They are Cruel

How many of us suffered to death?
How many of them gained more wealth?

How many of us mourned?
How many of them earned?

How many times we suffered such a pain?
How many times they will do this again?

They are Cruel


We don’t have to be.

Details | I do not know? | |

Sweet Harmony of Souls

Jesus plays the music…
He has given us… each a key…
To play… everlasting music
In sweet harmony…

Each key opens… the heart
Rings… a tune of a melody…
Rhythm of Gods’ Souls 
In sweet harmony… 

You have a chance.. 
To play your tune…
Don’t delay… play your key..
Before the music goes away….

Jesus holds the Keys to people’s hearts…
Musical tunes… is Believer Souls  
Playing… together
In Sweet Harmony… 

 ~Jesus Holds the keys… You have a chance… play your Tune~
~Come to Jesus… ask Him into your heart~ Join Souls In Sweet Harmony 
~Before the Rapture takes place…-in Music is gone…

Details | Couplet | |

Important Of Music In Our Lifes

Important of music in or lifes
Helps sooths termoils of daily strifes

Flow and temple of boasted notes
Rythem and rhyme that continues to float

A song from an lonesome heart
Ignited by an passionate start

Fantasy of wanting to belong
In or named in just one song

Spirits can be held on high
And can almost make you cry

So tread on your walk of life
And enjoy the melody that cuts like a knife

Details | Lyric | |

Music Through by Echos Wind

Oh — what marveling is thy earing
The rhythm music —sound once 
 By way-long tours —by slings air
 Echo traveling strongly in the wind. 

 If so combine, masters so divine
 Of songs by admiral listen on
 Touring sniffs’ outer euphony in apart                 
 Crowds had been called to scenes.                  

 Emotional the players’ voices-in-unity
 Upping listens by tour wind
 Its tending deep melody thou asunder
 In long-way whole unites it shipway.

Oh music orbs listen in, by echo wind
The rhythm song — tho echos to mind!

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Shall we Dance---Beholding Everlasting dance Forever-together

As he came...
Bent down towards me
He took me by the hand...
Led me out to the dance floor..
As the music played...
he held me close
his heart beating next to mine
warmth surrounded us...
soft... melodies played
I said... I am scared
For I never done this before...
He said.. no worrys..
I am here... my dear
then he whispered into my ear
Singing melodies of lyrics of song
As the music played
We swayed to the music
as held me close unto him...
his strong arms held me tight
dancing on through the night..
gentle as he... guided me
across the dance floor...
Sweeetness music played
More Beautiful then ever before...
Precious moments...

Then I woke up...
Twas just a dream
of many dreams..
But then again
was it???

Tis be soon...
As time shall be...
When moment comes
I shall dance the dance..
as He guides me 
Across the sky
Then between the stars...
To the other side.. 
Beyond... Glorious Love Eternity..
Sweeet Divine Precious moments..
Shall forever be...
Music Plays.. Melodies unto our King
Harmony of all souls
Whom belong to Him
Come... to Jesus
Lets Dance the Dance of Glorious Love Together...
Sweeetness of the Souls..

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Hey I am so restless - Original by Rabindranath Tagore

Hey! I am so restless
I long for the Farthest!

Days go by one by one
I look through the window
To see if He has come –
I want His touch so very much!

O the Farthest, the huge Farthest
Your flute’s music makes me impressed
So I forget I have no wing
And this small earth is my address!

I am absent-minded!
O the huge Farthest
I am indifferent as if I am dead!

In the sunny idle day
Trees make sound and shadows play!
The sky seems like your blue eyes!
If you could come here to stay!

O the Farthest, the huge Farthest
Your flute’s music makes me impressed
So I forget my room is locked
It’s of no use to try my best!

Details | I do not know? | |

Sweet Harmony of Souls

Jesus plays the music
He has given us… each a key
To play… everlasting music
In sweet harmony

Each key opens… the heart
Rings… a tune of a melody
Rhythm of Gods’ Souls 
In sweet harmony

You have a chance 
To play your tune
Don’t delay… play your key
Before the music goes away

Jesus holds the Keys to people’s hearts
Musical tunes… is Believer Souls
Playing… together
In Sweet Harmony

 ~Jesus Holds the keys… You have a chance… play your Tune~
~Come to Jesus… ask Him into your heart~ Join Souls In Sweet Harmony 
~Before the Rapture takes place…-in Music is gone… 

Details | I do not know? | |

Everlasting Music of Souls--Come Play Your Tune

He has given us.. each a key
To play.. everlasting music
In Sweet Everlasting Harmony

Each key opens.. the heart
Rings.. a Beautiful tune of a melody
Rhythm of God's Souls 
In Sweet Everlasting Harmony

You have a chance 
To play your tune
Don't delay.. play your key
Before the music goes away

Jesus holds the Keys to people's hearts
Musical tunes.. is Believer Souls  
Playing.. together
In Sweet Everlasting Harmony 

 ~Jesus Holds the keys.. You have a chance.. play your Tune~
~Before the Rapture takes place-in Music is gone

Come to Jesus~~Join Eternal Souls 
                     Time soon to We all Shall play Our Tune
                               Glorious Music In-Love Sweet Everlasting Harmony 

Everlasting Music of Souls--Come Play Your Tune-Sweeet Love

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Would You Be a Witness?

Would you be a witness for Jesus Christ
If the world came against you with all its might?
To the point of death be faithful and true;
Would you do for Christ what He has done for you?

Details | I do not know? | |

Jesus plays the music

He has given us... each a key
To play... everlasting music
In sweet harmony

Each key opens... the heart
Rings... a tune of a melody
Rhythm of God's Souls 
In sweet harmony

You have a chance 
To play your tune
Don't delay... play your key
Before the music goes away

Jesus holds the Keys to people's hearts
Musical tunes.. is Believer Souls  
Playing... together
In Sweet Harmony 

 ~Jesus Holds the keys... You have a chance.. play your Tune~
~Come to Jesus.. ask Him into your heart~ Join Souls In Sweet Harmony 
~Before the Rapture takes place..-in Music is gone.......

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i am here

I speak for many
But not for all 
He was a military veteran
Awaiting a September fall
I put my song in your heart
My heart is your song
Until I crawl beaten
Back into your womb
Days they seem to stretch
For how long
Could I have been wrong
For how long

As I journey 
Through my darkest days 
Of sunshine
Nothing but cold winters 
On my mind 

Enlighten the darkest killer
I died of amnesia 
I don’t want to pray anymore
A forgotten ritual
Seen too many have-nots
Plastered to heavens doors
Remember me
For I shall not return
Remember me
A beggar at arms
Mother’s last scar 
Lost his soul
Seen it slither homeless
As I tempt passion
This cognac in a jar

Journey through 
The darkest sunshine
Nothing but cold winters
On my mind

Seventy-two on clear sheets
Father where can your savior be
Are you comfortably numb
Or numb and can’t find comfort
Living off the hand of a locust
An honest man attempting
To stay focused when hurt
Turnover and sleep
The piano speaks to me  
Violin creeping down my spine
Nothing but cold winters on my mind
As I journey through the darkest sunshine

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It's so mild in the quite suburbs
with rain falling in October,
and unable to sleep, I face 
insomnia for certain;
rain, keep on falling and let me hear
that steady, pelting sound on
the closed windows....a melody for
the saddest song should be written.

I must choose the right mood,
a minor scale to match this melancholy,
and a slow tempo growing into a crescendo,
and I could even throw in a scherzo;
and transport it with a C Major to smooth
some sadness out of the melody,
which tomorrow somebody
will hum, or whistle by learning the easy tune.

Hoping this song will be a hit,
thanks to the falling rain 
in October for the sudden inspiration...
when I couldn't think of anything else!
Wishing the rain would stop at six,
so I could see the rising sun across
the eastern sky and listen to the lark
that built his nest under my windowsill.

It's past sunrise, and the shimmering clouds hesitate to leave,
and with nothing to look forward to... I must believe
that the rain falling in October, 
can teach me the game of solitaire;
and pinned against my warm pillow,
I don't have anything to share but sorrow!
Flap your wide wings, friendly lark and repeat my song,
note by note; and without a lead sheet, I can't play it for very long...

Copyright by Andrew Crisci

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Revolectronic Society

Revolectronic Society, 
electricity, gravity
the union of the minds
that independently shine
fingers of fire, electro desire
Akmuk and CMongrooves
nothing can beat these two!
and when they play together
keyboards and synthesizers
the World stops to listen
Jazz and Classical in unison
the waves invade the stages
and even all the prisons!

Revolectronic Society
sets the Lethality Scale
and the Psiontist and Ron Lung
to the Universe can take
even the simplest of the heads
can be fascinated
by the electro frecuencies
that these two can generate!
and then comes Corrosive
agressive, creative
lyrically insane
of words he knows the game!

Revolectronic Society
a message of the almighty
for independent artists
to unify their talents!
the secret is in the union
of the souls and the inspirations
Revolectronic is the essence
that inspires all the Nations
of the individuals the orchestra
symphonic in its core
Revolectronic society
you are changing the World!

Carlos Mongrut

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The Sky is Crying

12.40am, August 27th 1990
A sadness for many
And the music community

Stevie Ray Vaughan
Chicago bound
Helicopter Bell 260B
Hillside it found

It crashed in the fog
Denying my ears
To hear SRV
For many years

In a twist of fate
It was his brother's seat
Jimmy climbed down
The last they would meet

Tributes poured in 
For this guitarist gem
Stevie Vai, Buddy Guy
Hall of Fame

Double Trouble, Southern Class
Dallas Texas, brother loss
Thank you SRV
For the music you brought to me

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Two: Babel On

The eclectic neglected feel so disrespected you know I wrecked it where ever I step -ed and you would, dismiss it? I'm brain fried a drain dried step up to my main eye in the middle of my seeing stones I see your tone, its mellowdrone Neglected eclectic you seem so collective it seems so effortless the celebrated, all frustrated because they can't get any more wasted or useless I won't waste it on you, another thought I know I can't break through your drought I know I can't prove to you, it's rotten that doing the right thing is toughest often I guess I'm neglected, come from the collective and consciousness is overrated for the freest all sleep naked.

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Kansas City Brunch

We were at an Oklahoma halt
Sitting on a grey hound bus
Second hand smoke and dust
Just when I thought it was, oh too much

A painter in ballerina slippers
Singing her way onto our stop
An artist with a pen and a pad
A worried free smile is all she had

Strangers on a bus ride
From Oklahoma to Kansas ruins
She rode with me
The theory of a fallen city

We were strangers
On a Jefferson line 
Sitting two seats apart
In her notebook she's relaxed at ease
Visions of a passenger before she sneezed

Sitting close
Gazed upon a fading ghost
In my slacks and proper ware
She offered me her apple and cheese
A scented breeze from her unclean jeans
Ginseng and evergreen leaves 

I took her hands 
Junction city, we could barely stand 
Reassuring I sang my songs to her
She sat close, her toes uncovered and pure
How lovely was this simple allure 

Oh Kansas city
She finally made it
Missouri head lights 
In a southern sun
A city sitting on fallen lungs

Details | Light Poetry | |


SPEAKER  and horn
 the block carry on
with blinking light
thur the night
the dj pats his feet
and play his way

Details | Light Poetry | |

' The Dance ... ' (Part 2 of 2)

‘ The  Dance … ’

Oh … How I Love To Dance
Why … Do I Love To Dance ? …
Its Rhythmic … Its Ritual
… The Body is So Beautiful ! …

Once … I Saw The Ocean Groove
… That’s The Way, I Want to Move
Earth-Spinning, Round and Round
Don’t You Know … We All Get Down ?

Don’t You Know, What The Good-Book Says
‘God’ … Moves in Mysterious Ways
That Is Why I Love To Dance …
… His Empire, Moves In Elegance !

Lord, Have Mercy, Keep Moving Me
Moving and Grooving, to Your Glory !
Blood-Flowing, Lung – Breathe
‘ The Spirit ‘, is Zooming … You Better Believe !

( Just Look At It Move ‘His’ Girl, MoonBee !_

Acrobat, Hip-Hop, Ballet
Art of Tap, Polka, Reggae’
You Can Do It !… I Know You Can
Just Listen, To That Bible – Band ! …

Music … Just Adds Motivation
Stirs A Soul To Celebration
Dancing … is A Declaration
We’re On Cruise-Control, In His Creation !

Dancing … Can Be A Holy Act
God, and His Son … Like It, Like That
So, Nod Your Head … Do The Wave
Signal ! … You Want To Be Saved !

Don’t Be Shy … At Situation
Meet Me At ‘ The Revelation’
They’re Opening Up, The Garden – Gate
… Hurry Now … Don’t Be Late !

Cherubs, gonna’ Let Us In
No Cover Charge … Bring A Friend
Oh ‘Son of God’ … Please Partner Me
… Dance Me To Eternity !

Oh, How I Love To Dance
It’s A Rhythm – Romance
Passion – Performance
Yes Lord … I Love To Dance

Dance! … into Eternity
Dance! … Better Than A Fantasy
Dance! … Universal Dance Floor
Dance! … Don’t You Wanna’ Dance Some More ?

Dance ! … Now, Can’t You See ? …
Dance ! … We Gon’   P a r t y !
Dance With This Girl, thru The Galaxy
Dance With The Stars and The Only MoonBee

Boys Shout ! … ‘Bring On The Dancing Girls !’
God’s Making A Wonder World
Them … Us … You … and Me …
Still Moving … To His Mystery !

           Now Dance ….

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Never the Same

His fingers traced the cold hard rock  of a now silent name,
Of a father he knew, a man he would not. No one to take the blame
His childhood changed a man yet to be, he cried for his loss and pain
Through the silence that followed, he walked away,
He’d never be the same.

He would come calling on the ladies, yet whiskey was his date,
Taking his hand, calling his name she numbed his futures fate
With her, soothing, smooth moving liquid she’d guide him through the night
She left him wanting more of her, to change his life insight.
With a cold ring of glass she called to him beckoning him to follow
He had married a bottle of comfort to fill his heart so hollow.
With every swallow, he would hear her call his name,
He tried to drink her into his soul,
He’d never be the same.

In his sorrow of tomorrow and the day that follows that,
He could only weep and borrow, self pity where he sat,
When on the midnight moon he heard a whisper on the breeze,
The bending of guitar strings, like bending of willow trees.
Caressing, addressing, assessing time itself,
Feeling healing, sealing wounds made on ones self.
He became one with the music and to himself wholeness came
As he learned to pick those guitar strings,
He never was the same.

One night a woman sat before him a whisper on her lips,
On a stage in a place that he played for tips
As she listen to his guitar, his sober fingers played
As he strummed another tune, his eyes upon her laid.
As she smiled up at him now his futures fate untold
Lay with in those days as lifes beauty started to unfold.
A year had passed since she first heard him play
Marriage and a chance to live every day
But when his son was born a prayer of thank came
For he folded his hands and bowed his head 
He would never be the same

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Glorious Appearing

Every day.. 
As I Look up.. in to the Heavens
Waiting and wondering
When Shall YOU..   Appear

When shall... You come
With Your Angels.. beside You 
With Trumpets..  Sounding
Ever... so Loud.. 

For Everyone's ear..  to Hear.. of YOUR Coming
For Everyone's.. eye .. so Shall.. to See..
Your Magnificent.. Glorious Appearing
High in the Sky.. for whomsoever
belongs to thee

YOUR.. Returning for Us
As All.. the Angels Sing
Glory!.. Glory!.. Glory!
Our Magnificent King!
Jesus Christ! ..Our Savior! 
So Ever.. Shall Reign!..
Then that moment In just a blink of an eye
We all will be changed--to Meet YOU in the Sky

For YOU...
YOU are.. 
Our Morning Star.. 
Shining... Purest Light

Your Gloriously.. 
and Divine..YOU are.. 
The Alpha & Omega.. 
Whom Was---Is---All---Times

Your Glorious Appearing
Sheer Ecstasy of Light
But then How will it be.. 
For all those..
whom.. don't even know you..
What will happen.. 
To all them?.. my Lord

For tis be.. ever so sad.. 
For I know.. You have given
Moments and chances
For them to come
unto YOU..

But why didn't they come          
For didn't they even realize
Out of Love.. the price you paid.. for their lives
As You come unto them like a thief in the night
With Your Glorious Appearing
Sheer Ecstasy of Pure Light

Every day and night.. as I look up to the sky
In hopes to see.. the heavens open wide
Is Your Glorious appearing tis come tonight???

Come to Jesus..  be ready.. For His Glorious Appearing

Inspired by God.. tis a song.. God blessed me with.. 
Love always in Christ.. *Star Light

Details | Free verse | |

Good Dreams Of You

Softly; slowly the waves caress the beach
Gulls sing their somber song to the beat
As Gymnopedies is being played by Satie
Inviting the waves and gulls to hum along

The tune matches the gray of the morning
Where Cobalt blue mountains reflect 
Off the almost silver water
Geese fly around the sound heading back to warmth

As the pale orange sun slowly crosses the sky
Going into the night
Where there is only Gymnopedie and full moonlight
To sleep and gently dream good dreams of you

Details | Ballad | |

Unconventional God

the One Omnipotent God

does unconventional things

and many out there agree

until they find out that it means

His ways are passed finding out

but if we will simply obey

the world will see what God does

and hear what God has to say


So who directs God's Spirit to do as they feel 

He's the One who leads and guides and goes where He wills

Teaching us as we follow Christ we become unpredictable

Getting to know Him, doing exploits, strong and unconventional 

Would you do what Jesus did?

Would you say what Jesus said?

If you could see and hear your Father

Be so unpredictable

Would you do it how He did it?

Would you say it how He said it?

If you could see and hear your Father

Be so unconventional  [Chorus]

those full of the Spirit of God

do unconventional things

and many out there agree

until they find out that it means

His thoughts are not their thoughts

His ways are not their ways

and those God directs perform

and speak like Jesus does and says

Details | Lyric | |


I can't feel the morning, livin without you.
Pickin up the pieces, broken all in two.
Mornin just don't make my day
Bein without you.
It's an empty feelin
I'll be goin through. Goin through.


       Don't say good mornin Sunshine.
           It's just another cloudy day I'm going through.
         don't say good morning Sunshine,
            When you know, all I need's another piece of you.
               Another piece of you.

You can make my mornin. Only love will do.
Fixin all the pieces that you broke in two.
Mornin Sunshine shines again
When I'm here with you.
Pieces fit together
When they're part of you. Part of you.


You can bet your mornin, Love is me and you
When we fit together, lovin like we do, me and you.
repeat chorus

Details | Bio | |

My Bio

My name is Mr. Moore,
And I’m 5’2”.
If you’re a young a black male,
I care about you.
I am the father of two daughters,
And the husband of one.
I believe in running,
Until the race is done.
I appreciate music,
I appreciate it much.
I am a drummer,
With a distinct touch.
I enjoy the sound of a saxophone,
And if you mention Jesus Christ,
I play both drums,
And sax by ear.
I can play the rhythmic notes,
If they are near.
I like counting money,
Because I’m crazy about math.
I have a little "hooping" skills,
So don’t get in my path.
I had coached for five years,
Being champs of the final three.
Was put out at the buzzer,
The first two were defeats.
I had been with “The Academy”,
For eight years now.
“Tricks of the Trade”,
Was about showing young men how.
I am unique,
And like a little rhythm.
That is why I wrote,
“My Bio” to be a poem.

Details | I do not know? | |

Jazz Chick

  Go on with your bad self jazz chick 
when we hear your deedle d's, and 
high c's we feel your vibration.
  Ya know you have no competition
cuz when it's your turn, with just one 
blow, you reign as conqueror.
  The long sleek, black woodwind in which 
the notes a flow. the clickity clang from
which is composed from the finger holes.
  Go on with your bad self jazz chick 
when we hear your deedle d's and 
high c's we feel your vibrations.

Details | Ballade | |

Blood - Brothers

I Hear Drum-Beats Across The Land… Can You Hear It?
All Our Homes Are Handed Down by The Highest Spirit
Long-Ago, The Native Peoples of The Land
Knew… The Earth and Us – Go Hand in Hand

I Hear Hoof-Beats Across The Land… Can You Hear It?
Its Not The Buffalo or Antelope – Who Grew To Fear It
Its Battles of Braves and Soldiers – Both Grim Reapers
Can’t Forget… We ‘Are’ Our Brother’s Keeper…

         Blood – Brothers
… We Are Blood-Bound To Love
         Blood – Brothers
We Are Blood – Brothers Of
All Sons and Daughters of Mankind
The Great Spirit Binds…
      … Blood – Brothers

I Heard Hate – Beat Down The Land… Did You Hear It?
Pollution and Persecution… Its Time To Cure It
End Our Journey On The Trail of Tears
With Broken Arrows and Rivers – Running Clear

I Hear Heartbeats Across The Land… Can You Hear It?
If You Turn and Face The Wind… You Are Near It
It Pounds Deeper Than The Skin, Or A Flood
It Echoes To All …  Its In Our Blood !

        Blood – Brothers
… We Are Blood – Bound To Love
        Blood – Brothers
We Are Blood – Brothers Of
All Sons and Daughters Of Mankind
The Great Spirit Binds…
      … Blood – Brothers

              * * * * *
The Eagle Flies On The Breath Of Life
         And So Do You
May The Blue Sky And Your Clear Eye
         See Many More Moons

Keepers Of The Earth… Guard This Turf
        And Each Other
For Every Human Birth… Has Worth
         As A Blood – Brother

For Those Killed and Blood Spilled
         The Ground Cries
Soaks The Dust… And Curses Us
         When A Brother Dies…

          Blood – Brother …

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Sweet Harmony of Souls

Jesus plays the music…
He has given us… each a key…
To play… everlasting music
In sweet harmony…

Each key opens… the heart
Rings… a tune of a melody…
Rhythm of Gods’ Souls 
In sweet harmony… 

You have a chance.. 
To play your tune…
Don’t delay… play your key..
Before the music goes away….

Jesus holds the Keys to people’s hearts…
Musical tunes… is Believer Souls  
Playing… together
In Sweet Harmony… 

 ~Jesus Holds the keys… You have a chance… play your Tune~
~Come to Jesus… ask Him into your heart~ Join Souls In Sweet Harmony 

Details | ABC | |


This is the flag that shall never fall,
a flag woven with as the widest ocean,
and red as the blood sustaining my heartbeat evermore;
empires rise and fall, this one will endure furthermore,
and under the watchful eyes of the Almighty,
I foresee a renewed prosperity, not calamity! 

They tried to tear it down and strip it of all its glory,
the mighty towers crumbled down and turned into toxic dust,
and still that flag was raised on the piles of debris
by the brazen firefighters of the greatest city;
and while this city breathed death everywhere...imagining the worst, 
the Good Samatarians pulled many out of the infernal ruins!

Be proud, Americans for your bravery is long remembered,
and you, hard-working folks, who came from other countries to lead a better life,
loyalty and fortitude are the virtues to fight the dismayed and arrogant enemy;
all join in to sing liberty's anthem...God, our Lord, is listening!
Be assured that your flag shall never fall, hold it up with all your audacity;
and nobody can ever take it down or defile it by burning it with fire!

Wave, O brave Americans, the flag that shall never fall,
I am the foreigner who has praised its peaceful quest from the very beginning,
and will for endless ages through my poetic voice, which will never be silenced or die!
Let me sing with you, O fellow Americans, and share your fervent pride;   
I will pray for those blessings that are a joy to be received, 
so that your country remains safe and your flag shall never fall! 

My poem is dedicated to the victims and survivors of the September 11 attack on America

Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci

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Let Your Soul Ascend Nearer Heaven

Let Your Soul Ascend Nearer Heaven ”Inspired by Steps to Christ," written by Ellen G. White Let Your Soul Ascend Nearer Heaven On the wings of worship and praise. Worship God with song and music; Your melodic voice to raise. With thanksgiving of melody Honor your Lord on high And on those wings of worship May your heart with joy fly. In the courts of heaven Sweet music plays always; Angels worship our Master With soft voices singing His praise. The beauty of this music Is like nothing here on earth. It’s accompanied by millions of voices Of angels singing for all they’re worth. Music touches the heart And sometimes pierces the soul; Convicts with precious rhyme, For that was the Inspirer’s goal. Lyrics put to music Have greater impact than words alone. That’s why singing Bible verses Leads us closer to heaven’s throne. So Let Your Soul Ascend Nearer Heaven On the wings of worship and praise. Praise the Lord for His numerous blessings Of supply and good health, not malaise. As you sing your soul will fly Way up above this earth below; Nearer the courts of heaven; Where the joy of heaven you’ll know. Copyright © Maureen LeFanue 2012

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Music massage my soul,
To caress,perhaps console;
Music uplift my heart
As distress fades and departs.
Music moving,brings a tear,
My senses stripped of their veneer;
Music tingling the spine,
Heaving emotions re-align.
Music for my every mood
Impacts my solitude.

Details | I do not know? | |

Romance takes place Between two

As lights turned down low..
Dimmed within the room
Soft Music flows..
Tis a Gentle man
In his blue Tuxedo
He looks and sees..
Across the room
Then he approaches
Comes towards her
Bends forward
As he bows

As she gracefully sits 
In her evening gown
Soft beautiful light silver in-color
Laced with sparkling lights within her dress
She gazes up at him
Then she smiles

As he reaches for her hand
He gazes upon her beauty once again
Both intertwine their hands engage
As Music softly plays

He gently helps her 
To Gracefully stand
Intertwining each other's hands
As she looks into his eyes
He looks into hers

Gazing within love 
Smiling ever so sweet
Moments reach.. By moments
As they slowly make their way
Across unto the center of the Ballroom 

Then his arm 
Gently wraps around her waist
And hers smoothly around his
They go out on the dance floor
Gently turning toward.. As they gazes within eyes
Desiring.. Each other through within maze
For all couples dance.. As the music plays

As he lowers his head
Gently together they embrace 
Such Love within their eyes
Glowing upon their face

Precious moments of God Blessings of Love
          Romance between Two


Details | Sonnet | |


The end may become a beginning,
to go away can be to arrive,
life,as nature has its seasons,
sometimes short bit oftimes long;
To sense the aroma of change,
to experiment a new attire,
walking without a map,
looking forward,neverback;
Th past,as yesterday,will ever be
remembered,blessed,but filed away,
a stage,a stepping stone
a springboard to another day.

Today is done,tomorrow will be
a future advnture,rests with thee.

Details | I do not know? | |

Sweet Harmony of Souls

Jesus plays the music
He has given us.. each a key
To play.. everlasting music
In sweet harmony

Each key opens.. the heart
Rings.. a tune of a melody
Rhythm of Gods.. Souls 
In sweet harmony 

You have a chance.. 
To play your tune
Don't delay.. play your key..
Before the music goes away...

Jesus holds the Keys to people's hearts
Musical tunes.. is Believer Souls  
Playing.. together
In Sweet Harmony 

 ~Jesus Holds the keys.. You have a chance.. play your Tune~
~Come to Jesus.. ask Him into your heart~ Join Souls In Sweet Harmony 
~Before the Rapture takes place-in Music is gone

Details | Lyric | |

Take Me As I AM

When I call and no one's there
When I try to see inside
Will I find an answer
If I look into my heart

(Take me as I am) Look inside of me
(Take me as I am) Whoever it may be
(Take me as I am) Set me free & let me go

No more of your rules 
This life's my own  
Let me find the way to see who I am
Will you take me
To the place I want to be

(As I am) Don't get me wrong now
(As I am) I know where I belong
Take me as I am

(Song modulates up)

 Sing it twice

Take me......
As I am

Details | Rhyme | |

Midnight Waltz

Dazzling twilight
Sparkling starlight
Ocher lights all around
Heavens are chanting
Nature is prancing
Anticipating concerto sounds
Zephyr tantalizing
Music harmonizing
Grand flora sway lofty in a row
Nightingale ready
Standing steady
Awaiting her cue from the Maestro
Gesture is given
Moment for singing
She shares an inspirational serenade 
Welcome midnight waltz
Tonight, no faults
Night dances in a splendid cascade
Sonata swarms
Tranquility warms
Finale’ is here. Morning’s first light
Evening in awe
Heaven applauds
Bravo. Fortissimo.
Thank you. Goodnight.

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' He Will Come ... '

          He Will Come …
With Thunders, Hail and Lightning        (Rev. 11: 19)
He Will Come …
Beautiful, Blessed and Brightening

          He Will Come …

For The Faithful
It Is Not Frightening
A Chosen-Few                                    (Luke 12: 32)
Will Lift-Off Flying                               (1 Thess. 4: 17)
Some of Us
Will Be Delighting                               (Matt. 5: 5)
Sadly Others
Last-Breath Dying                              (Rev. 20: 14)
But… He Will Come …  He Will Come

          He Will Come …
Written In Blood – Promising
          He Will Come …
Those Asleep, He Will Be Summoning
          He Will Come …
For Over Death – He Is Triumphing
The Son Of God Is Marching
Please Keep Believing and Harkening
These Are The Last Days Darkening
But … He Will Come …  He Will Come …

          He Will Come …
It Is A Wondrous Sighting
He Will Come …
Over All The Earth
          He Will Come …
… Get Robes Ready For Whitening
With Just One Hand, He Is Dividing
All The Oceans and Seas High-Tiding
Every Mountain, Crumbles – Colliding
The  ‘Only’  Safety, He Is Providing
For… From Heaven, There Is No Hiding 
Yes,  He Will Come …  He Will Come …

          He Will Come …
On The Clouds Of Glory, Riding
          He Will Come …
Clamor Of Confusion Is Quieting
There Can Be No More Denying
He  ‘IS’  The DayStar Rising
… And He Will Come – SonShining !
He Will Come …  “Bringing Kingdom Come” … …  He Will Come

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I'm Your Blues Man

I'm on stage
Voice tonging the drums
My screams are performing porn with the horns
Sexing the strings
Necking the rhythm section
Grooving on the spot
Getting hotter than hot
Rolling my hips while the lights are on top of me
Snapping my fingers like a deep fryer be poppin' grease

All the fellas wanna shake my hand
All the ladies want to be in my palm like a fortune teller's grammar
The smoke filled room is filled with chairs but everbody just choose to stand up
Tapping their feet
Clapping their hands after they've captured the beat

That i'm a man that just so happens to understand
That the boss been working you a little too hard
Or that I done went through too much hell to find heaven in you
I don't mind turning you a-loose
But I just can't let ya get too far
Don't be nervous
Just let
Go of your worries
Cause they don't make good pets
And you can never tell when and if they're coming back again
But you know that the good times will just pick up and go
I don't need to see no scholars or doctors when I'm running a fever with a sore 
All I need is a bottle of vodka or gin and peppermint for the common cold
Either I'm not your preacher,teacher,doctor,or healer or I'm all of the above

Turn on your radio,play a tape,spin a record,put on a cd,turn on your TV or
You might be lucky enough to come and see me down at the club
 HEy hEy, 
                              "I'm Your Blues Man"

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When I Sing

When I sing 
I sing for Him

When I rise
I rise for Him

When I bow
I bow for Him

When I seek 
I seek for Him

When I ask
I ask for Him

When I shine
I shine for Him

When I crumble
I crumble for Him

When I yearn
I yearn for Him

Tribute To 
Father Son 
Holy Spirit

Maybe Gospel Song
Let Me Know
Thanks Love 
Kathy & Jenny

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I am Ready--- Glorious Dance in the Sky

As once knew..
Heart so True
But then 
You went away

Tears came like rain
For within
Twas ever so 
much pain

I still memo..
As each day
You made 
My heart beat..
Flutter away
Ever so Sweet

Until the day
You told me so..
You was for real
You never loved me 

Memo.. as You said.. 
I didn't Love you in the past
I don't Love you now
Nor shall I in the future
No Never will I Love you...

As I read 
what you said
My heart
Broke into pieces
Tears shed

I couldn't believe 
My eyes
The whole time
You told lies..

Tis You made me 
memo..Of past..
as I was told
Same by Men whom 
stated so

Over and over again
Tears fall 
deeeply within
As even now..
I recall

Bittersweet still stings
Words said
NO Man in his right mind
Would ever Love you for you
I never have.. Never will
Never going to too...

As of now..
Memo's of then
Tho.. tis true
For I know what I am
I am what I am

Praise God...
For Jesus Loves me for me
No matter what I do
No matter what I am

Jesus will Never leave me
He always be
Be by my side 
I am Ready and waiting 
For that Glorious Day
Tis be Dancing Forever
In the Sky
With Jesus on High.......

Dance for Jesus... in Glory

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song to Jesus

song to Jesus

my heart sings a wonderful song.
my soul your home
the way you make me so strong
i never listen to the words until
you made them a song that plays out
each day in my heart
i feel like i am in your heavenly choir
my voice my soul rings higher
your heart is so vast like the enormous
please show me how to sing
use my voice use my soul
your in control, here take my heart
sing the song jesus
i know we will
never part
i hear your message jesus they play like a
song that never ends with sweet harmony
i play my guitar and musical colors draw
love on my heart
you my jesus are special song
i hear it in my heart and want the world to hear it
may your golden light shine on me and show me how to play your special song 
every day of my life

thank you jesus for helping me and courage me to write all the time
copyrighted by penny lapsley 2008 

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Farewell Michael Jackson

The Jackson Five
Brother lost
Michael's gone
His life lost
This Thriller star
Through troubled times
Sang live 
Never mimed
The guitar solo on Beat It,Wow!
Like Billie Jean
I'm playing it now
Such a brilliant artist
With stress so deep
Heavens clouds
On which you sleep
Your music will live
For all eternity
Bless you Michael
And your family
" For Michael, who passed away this evening 25/06/09 "

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Earth Angel-Baby

As the music played
Melody of "Earth Angel"
Night-light started to fill the air
My little-Angel–baby doll 
went upon stage there
she picked up the mic

Sang her heart away
As I watched
Her sing... Beautifully
Her own song 
"You are my Sunshine"
but went to the keys of music
of "Earth Angel"

Many around was amazed
On what they heard... 
Her Beautiful voice
She kept each word clear 
Such Beautiful sound
Sweetness to our ears

I then felt someone near
as I turned my head
I saw this man 
standing next to me there

Then he started Singing 
"Earth Angel" unto me
Beautifully And sweet

"Earth Angel” “Earth Angel”
Will you be mine?
My Darling Dear
I Will Love you…  All time

Then he smiled
Looked into my eyes
Said unto me
I don't usually do this

But my heart led me to
I hope you don't mind
but I found my Angel
In You...

Then he went on
Singing more of the song
"Earth Angel""Earth Angel"
Please be mine!
My Darling dear
Love you.. All the time

As I turned and seen 
my Angel-baby doll still singing
Twas another song
Which was ending
More people gathered 
To hear her sing...

Last notes..
She sang soft in sweet
I Love YOU
At the same time
This Man sang the same
Unto me...

Strange enough 
For my Angel-baby doll
Upon stage singing
Also tis be.. I never met this man
Tis a Mystery

Ever before... until tonight
Strange in many ways
As my Angel-baby-doll was done
All applaud 
Praising her.. 
for what we heard & saw
We Knew all this taken place
Reasons be... from God

As I took my Lit-Angel –baby doll
By the hand.. twas time to go
Through the Crowd we went 
Quickly… she smiled at me
Said I want go... again

As we were in the car
On the way home
She said… Someday.. I will be
again Upon stage 
There will be a lot of people around
I said Wow.. how do you know this?
Then she said… in a soft whisper
God told me so…

God has His reasons
For all things to be
Praise Always given
For all God’s Blessings

This all took place
At my Church's Festival
Hayrack rides.. 
Music In lots of Fun... 

Tis a Amazing
Yet... tis be Blessings
Of Sweeet-Mystery...

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Blue Collar Blues

I ain't got no money,
But I work my butt off,
Every single day.
I work so I can have a place to stay
All of the time, 
I work to get half of your dimes,
That you drop when you go down to flop.
Unlike you I never have time to watch the clock.
I got a degree that I don't use,
Because of the negligent leaders that you choose.
Unskilled labor aids the campaign.
You talk about me,
But you don't care to know my name.
I got skills:
But I have to pay the bills.
I want to be like you and cruise on a yacht.
I'm building what you bought.
I'm putting your house on a lot.
I'm scrubbing your pots.
I'm working as an indentured servant.
Hoping that I get what I'm deserving,
But for the time being: I'm slaving,
Dancing to my homemade tunes,
Complaining to colleagues, who are 
also on their knees praying for life
To get better, Singing strongly the 
Blue Collar Blues.

written 9-5-04
while still a college studenta

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leh-'nérd 'skin-'nérd

A Southern Band, so grandeur
Always professional as they tuned and toured
The Skynyrds, as i grew up with them
Southern gals and Southern men.

Rossington, Medlocke and the famous Van Zants
Straight Southern Rock without a slant
Boogie riffs, and maybe a spliff
But what they produced, was my music wish.

In 77, their world fell apart
This horrific plane crash, did its worst
Cassie, Stevie and Robbie Van Z
The pilots and Dean, died at the scene
Three days after, this title tasker
Ironically titled Street Survivors.

The courage and love
As they moved through the years
Every time i play them
It brings a few tears.

My only wish is too see them live
Absorb their music capture their vibes
Wave their flags, as they do each tour
And wish all their lives to be so pure.

The above words are from who i am
James from Scotland just - A Simple Man

" For one of the best Rock Bands ever "

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Music Saves My Soul

Press of one button
Hear of the sounds
Mood changes
I feel better now
Melodic high
It gives me joy
It soothes my soul
It gives me hope
Turn it up loud
Turn it up louder
Bass thumps
I just want to scream from all the excitement
I don't want to be angry
Give me the mic
I just want to sing
At times I'll just let it play
Don't have to think
I love & appreciate
The sound of music

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Those Tunes

When I find you
I press the repeat button
That is when it flows
From my mind to the paper
Words whether related or not pour
The lyrics and tune fill my soul
Bubbling inside me I spill
All my creativity
Out to my favorite songs.

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The Fairy Ring

Lights shine in the wood,
the flicker in the wood,
the wood with the fairy ring.

''No tresspassing''

Bold black words
printed on a plastic sign
nailed to a tree,
a tree in a the wood,
the wood with the fairy ring.

The nails on the sign sit rimmed with rust,
the words begin to fade
but no one dares to wander in the woods,
for they've been warned by the woods,
the woods with the fairy ring.

The sign lies blank,
one nail is gone
but the message still remains
for on moonlite nights 
the sign drips with blood
its message crimson and clear

''Stay clear of our wood
so the lights may shine in our wood
let them flicker in our woods,
in our wood with our fairy ring.''

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A Hurried Life

Do you run through each day on the fly?
When you ask, “How are you?”
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done,
Do you lie in your bed,
With the next hundred chores,
Running through your head?

You'd better slow down!
Don't dance so fast!
Time is short!
The music wont last!

Ever told your child,
“We'll do it tomorrow.”
And in your haste not see their sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die,
Because you never had time,
To call and say “Hi!”

You'd better slow down!
Don't dance so fast!
Time is short!
The music wont last!

When you run so fast to get somewhere,
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry throughout your day, 
It is like an unopened gift....
Thrown away....!!!!

Life is not a race!
Do take it slower!
Hear the music!
Before the song is over!!!!

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A Song of Freedom

A bird forgotten in a rusty cage
Waking up to see the last of day
A broken wing that whispers of a war
To be let out is all he’s hoping for

All alone without a will to breathe
Too afraid to finally fall to sleep
Nothing left so he begins to sing
The dancing rhythm granting life within

Another heart that sings of other lives
So universal it transcends all time
Another tune to free an empty soul
The lonely bird now understands and grows

So he wakes with patience and a song
The bird remembers what it is to long
The deeper that his music comes to be
The more the bird desires to be free

The bird decides to share his greatest work
A song of freedom stronger than despair
His music travels over open plains
He keeps on singing even in his pain

His final note now reaches every ear
His final breath has emptied every fear
The bird has finally left his rusty cage
The bird, once broken, has truly found the day

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I Got The Blues { Footle}

B.B. King
         Champion of Zing

                     Got The Blues
                                    He Does Too

                                        Eighty Four
                                                 And So Much More

                                                                 Mississippi Man
                                                                                     Had A Plan
                                                                                 Strum Strum Strum
                                                                                       Makes Lucille Hum Hum Hum 

Tribute To B.B. King

Also Entry For
Raul Moreno's B.B. King Contest
GL All

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you sang to us, spontaneous
and smiles grew like candyfloss
the air awoke with quaver notes
your words coiled in the sky like smoke
i try to catch them in my hand
but they shatter into dust and sand
and sprinkle on the grass below
so the ground takes on a golden glow

the golden glow begins to spread
and sneaks into my lover's bed
it wraps us up together tight
it's tendrils twisting in the night
so i am him and he is me
and we are 'one' so playfully
and when it finally lets us go
it'd found its way into my soul

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god within

I am the earth beneath you feet
soft and soothing in the heat
warm and cozy in the cold
feeding you as you grow old
I am the sky above your head
I gave you covers to warm your bed
Iam the stars up in the sky
I gave angels wings to fly

I am the God within your heart
and from you Iam i'll never part.
I am the God within your soul
and I breathe life for you to know

I am the heaven shining bright
I am the sun that give you light
I am the moon above the earth
I am the miracle of giving birth
I am the universe great and small
I am the plants the trees so tall.
i am the rain,the wind and snow
I am in everything you know

I am among all living things
I am what makes your heart sing

copyrighted by penny lapsley

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" Whole lotta Rosie "

Australian Rockers
Sydney boys
Man could they Rock
In Whole Lotta Rosie's Eyes
But one member 
Was the glint in her eye
The singer, Bon Scott
Rock n Roll ride
Their rhythm of love
Was the best he said
This titular woman
Rocked in bed
Her curved frame
Drove him to sing
42" - 39" - 56"
To commemorate their fling
She weighed in at nineteen stone
Bon the king, was her throne
The joy she brought, to the Australian Scot
Led him to write the lyrics sex taught
Let there be Rock
Where the track is from
Is AC/DC's anthem
Guitar so strong
What ever happened to this Rosie girl
Music history in the Rocker world
No longer we have Bon from Kirriemuir
I missed the chance, when they toured
But this awesome band
Nearly all Scottish born
True Rockers in any form
And about this track 
For this poem i write
Rosie and Bon
Good night
" written for Michele Nold-Godleske contest <> Music to your Pen "
              and i thank you for the opportunity, Ty AC/DC


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Wind and Flow

Dancing with the wind
Twisting, turning, moving
Spirit of the wind flowing
Wind chimes played the tune
Giving her the beat
Encouraging lightness of feet

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Here " I " Am

com ye sinners poor and needy
stand up stand up for Jesus
crown him with many crowns
O praise him O praise him
For you decide whats beautiful
and let the words escape

near to the heart of God
nearer to the heart of God
com ye sinners poor and needy

sing to the king
the king of glory
let your wonderful words of life
be sounds of praise

for long live the king
and praise is my weapon

near to the heart of god
nearer to the heart of god
com ye sinners poor and needy

in the sweet bye and bye
for love has lifted me
so lets make it last
and never let go

o pass me not gentle savior
as here I stand

Tribute To The
Father Son And Holy Spirit
{Amen }

Also Another Gospel Song In making

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The melody sings out in the song
The bassline building up in tone
Screaming out in harmony
For all those true to hear

The sounds of brass and woodwinds
Echo throughout the hall
Signaling the coming storm
Of our loyal marchers band

Trumpets lead the charge
With the loud and ringing sound
Drums keeping beat
Winds enhancing the tune

Students peering out the doors
Eyes are wide to our sheer sound

While stepping carefull left and right
Playing my heart out is what i do
I feel the music sing within
And let it out
For the school to hear

I lead the charge for now
With the loud and ringing sound
Marching to the basses beat
For all the school to hear

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Never Find Love

You’ll never find anyone else like me,
Someone with so much generosity.
You’ll never be free from me.
I’ll be on your mind constantly.
No matter where you are or who you’re with,
Or who you try to get love from.
‘Cuz it’s like that song you’ll never find another
Love as good as this, 
‘Cuz it’s God whom I represent
And His love is the shhh the bomb.

You’ll never be treated like royalty again.
I gave too much for us to be just friends.
None of your fantasies will be fulfilled.
Your destiny won’t be revealed.
You’ll never find love as good as this,
Because the Master’s love flowed through me.
That is the reason for our long attachment,
And the magnetic attraction.

You’ll never be truly happy without me.
So, you can love that other girl.
It’s your loss to not have chosen God over the world.
You’ll never be able to look at anyone else with sincerity.
‘Cuz it’s like that song you’ll never find another
Love as good as this, 
‘Cuz it’s God whom I represent
And His love is the shhh the bomb.

1 John 4:8 
Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love.

Romans 12:2
Be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that Ye 
may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect, will of God." 

Woke up thinking about this song by Something for the People titled My Love is the Shhh a 
song I used to listen to  before and after 
church choir rehearsal was released in  Fall 1997 I believe.

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Sing Unto The Lord

Sing unto the Lord!  All the earth

 and every nation!

Proclaim each day the wonders

 of his salvation!

Declare his glory among all

 of the heathen…

His wondrous works shout

from beneath them!

Great is our God and so greatly

 to be praised!

He is to be feared and honored

 above all gods displayed.

All of man’s gods are empty and false idols.

Our God created the heavens. 

His word is in our bibles.

Glory and honor are in 

God’s divine presence.

Strength and honor reveal

 his magnificence!

Give unto the lord all you

 people and rejoice!

Giving him glory and honor. 

 As we lift up our voice.

I shall give the Lord the glory and 

worship his name…

The beauty of his holiness…  I seek to obtain!

Our God is awesome and he

 reigns supreme…

He is our righteousness..    Our everything!

YOU are my God, whom I shall 

forever love so dear.

And I anxiously wait for that day

you shall appear!

By Jim Pemberton   10/28/10

Read 1 Chro. 10:23-28

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rebial jesus

forgeting the bad as if i even could in my life
should i sympothise with my friends or be the jerk with a knife
how much can i take how far can i go 
listening to to you make me doubt what you know
it's sad to see this world so vain
it's no wonder we all go insain

look at her look at him i don't think they see
they love each other like god loves you and me
if you ask then it will be told 
the story that is all so old in time
love is based on honesty people are full of vainity.

open up your heart use more than just your eyes
i refuse to live in fear i'm tired of all the lies
when the muck of the world gets you down get away
i've found to get my head off the ground my music is the perfact sound and way
some times the world is so superphishal

you can play sports while your young
but the storied made by the music you play will last a life time
this music is mine this story is mine for life
the most steady of all is my lord the rock to my roll
my sword in every fight my god my lord the bass to the treble jesus is a rebel 
f@#$ the devil rightous is the man with bible and guitar at each hand this is my 

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its still goal
tho some is old
you have to load
in the music a story told
there's a place to go
you sit and hear more
and how it gives

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His face is breath taking. 
The smile is a God send. 
A voice so captivating. 
I'm honored to be his friend.

His music sends chills down my spine.
He's so down to earth and mellow.
He's not like some nice looking people. 
Never too good to say hello.

Never makes you feel inferior to him.
He treats you like a human being.
The way he sings like he's only singing to you.
I hope the whole world sees what I'm seeing.

White Lion is an inspiration.
He's more than a man that's cool.
I wish more people could be like him.
Ryan is just....Beautiful.

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Mama Told Me

mama tell me the story again
for I know my redeemer liveth 
and walketh upon his higher ground in graceland
let there be peace on earth mama
as we kneel and pray beside
this old rugged cross
let's celebrate new life
and sacrifice to be born again
mama what a friend we have in jesus
for he makes us feel complete
as I get a second chance
thru devotion
my lord I was made to worship you
as I need thee every hour
for morning has broken
and I'm free to be me
for this too shall pass
as christ the lord is risen and
now watches over my family
for I know lord you are thy healer
who can take it all away
so mama turn your eyes upon jesus
as awesome is the lord most high

Tribute To
Christ Our Lord
Also Next 
Gospel Song In Making

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as happy as u are acoustic

Smiles will only carry you so far
I’m really only as happy as you are

Days I wonder, if I’ll ever get to see
More than I ever meant to be
The journey only last to be complete
For life appears to be bared unseeingly deep

Smiles will only carry you so far
I’m really only as happy as you are

And now I worry for the faces that I meet
The course of our departure’s incomplete
And if I should take a failng stand
Remember, I am only child of man

Smiles will only carry you so far 
I’m really only as happy as you are 

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The Faeries played the songs.......... 
Such musical beauty filling all 
Lilting melodies............ 
Musical light............. 
Softly through the night 

The music of the Faeries 
Drifting through............. 
The Whispering Trees 
The branches sway.......... 
To what the Faeries play 
The song known to all............. 
The Four Elements 
The Seasons 
The Winds 
The Faeries 
The Flowers 
The Magic 
The Stars 
The Heartstone that glows in the Great Hall 

The precious song 
The precious music 
Filling you......... 
With the love of all things, 
and the joy it brings 
The Heartstone ,so true 
Living too, 
all around 
The Faerie sound 

For, some things touch you deep 
The Faeries from Castle Heartstone 
The music that they play 
Inward to seep 
This is the way of all things........... 
The magic to keep 

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taking my HEART

i found the ONE
he has my HEart
it didnt take long
to decide how I FEEL..
Now i know HES leaving ME
Taking my HEART
Giving his to me
Dont leave me
I hope he waits...
not forever...
but long enough for me
to get my life together
ILL be OUT of here soon
then ill go to college
together were doing WONDERFUL THINGS
giving his life
my drug
ALL i can say
ALL i can FEEL
he is my BOYFRIEND'
i wish i was as couragouse
i wish i was as WILLING TO GIVE
ALL  i can give is my HEART TO HIM
I LOVE HIM.......

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I feel it in the air
a tinge of life
I laugh thinking of the joy I feel
the thought I hear 
A joyous feeling of happiness
simple and raw
like the darkness of the shadows around a candle
leaping like acrobats filled with the zest of living
the realisation of being alive
the feeling of living with my htoughts
undeniably beautiful,
simply awesome.

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Within the notes am I 
Strummed by you and your precious guitar
Your fingers touch me and I am lovely
Listen as I soften your soul
As you touch my family and I
We sound lovable chords for you to hear.
   And if you close your eyes for me
I’ll walk through your mind 
Singing to you in harmony and blissful notes
Allow me to move the butterflies that swim within you
With my precious sounds 
And my lovely melody.
   We move to a place where only beauty resides
You and I and your guitar
Strumming the majestic chords of love
Share me you must with others
So all can feel the magic you touch
The lovely voice of music.
   I desire the feel of your fingers upon me
For this I’ll drive beautiful emotions within you
In your mind, I will pleasure you
And touch your soul to excitement
Within your gentle strum I sing
To the beauty, you have created.
   So now, I ask of you one thing
A gift to explain me to the lives you touch
Each time we are together
Each time your fingers move over me
Give me a name so all can know 
And I will bring beauty to their souls.
   With your touch we become
In unity you and I
As your fingers strum your guitar
And I sing to your mind sweet love
You brought me into your existence
And called me melody.

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Godfather of Soul James Brown (Swap Quatrain)

He was the hardest working man
Show business was his divine plan
Sang, danced, smiled with a buzz
The hardest working man he was

He twisted and turned with a split
Even made it into a dance skit
As the bottom of his shoes burned
With a split he twisted and turned

“Get on the good foot” was his kick
Throwing his cape made his fans ticked
Like “papas brand new bag” he put
His kick was “Get on the good foot”

He has touched the entire world
“Get on up” even young and old
The world will miss his music much
The entire world he has touched

Comments:    Each stanza in the Swap Quatrain has four (4) lines.  The first line 
in each stanza is reversed with the fourth line.  Within each stanza lines one (1) 
must rhyme with line two (2); likewise, lines three (3) and four (4).  The same 
rhyming pattern of words should not be the same in the following stanzas.   The 
rhyming pattern may flow as: AABB, CCDD, and the like.

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One Night With the MJQ (for Sue M)

It was a night I'll always remember,
I've told this tale so oft,
Sometimes I forget, and on my 3rd repeat
My friends think my mind has gone soft

But it's way back, maybe "69,
I was but a teenager hanging out,
My young new wife and another couple
Just sitting, lounging casually about

When from the kitchen radio
An advertisement we did hear
The MJQ (Modern Jazz Quartet) was playing that night
It's true, I tell you true!!

Now to put this in perspective
So it makes some sense to you,
And I do here swear
That what I say is true!
Let me enumerate some facts...
See, I was a young aspiring musician
My neighbor a well established one
Percy Heath, bassist of the world famous MJQ
My best friend then was his son

He used to listen to our jams
no choice i guess he had,
Our music sometimes too loud
For that I now feel sad...

So we looked at our financial state,
Not too impressive, be assured
$20 here,$10 there,maybe she has $5, $10 had the last,
It'd be tough to manage this, we knew
But at this point our determination was well cast

We managed to take a cab,
To the NYC Rockefeller Centre, and up,
to the classy Rainbow Grill
The atmosphere so different
It really seemed a thrill!

But, see, we were like country bumpkins
For this elite wealthy NY crowd
Well heeled, well dressed, well mannered,
Well moneyed, most important, they were,
Easily at home here, well above the highest cloud

Now the Maitre d' did quickly size up
Here we would not fit in,
So he'd show those sophisticated others his wisdom
But to me it seems a sin

He seated us behind a thick pole
With the band so hard to see
We struggled with the 2 drink minimum
How embarrassed we should be

But once in awhile the losers win
And God in heaven smiles
For stuck-up rich old morons,
Under "losers" they he files

For when the MJQ took their break
They all came over and sat with us!
My pride, my gratitude, my "up-yours!" wish
Came to us without a fuss

So now you should remember
Don't preen and think you're cool,
Cause once in a while,
The tables turn,
And you become the fool!

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Musical Waves

Melodic waves of tenderness,
embraces my soul of heart broken,
Strings soothes my every pain, stitches
my every woe, heals every harsh,
uttered word, Music, the rythym of all there is,
set in motion, a stomp, a thump,
a string made love to through strokes
made from ribbons of satin, Soft to 
the touch, intense as the musician
moves to the waves of inspiration
Beauty felt, destiny made,
Listen closely to the waves set 
in motion, Music, the language
of the beat of the heart,
Passion coming forward, cries letting go
through every beat,
reaching every soul,
Flying one note at a time,
Can you feel the wave?

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you play something slow
you and partner go
you kiss and do this
play it fast  and seen to last
you do run out of gas
hipping and dipping
until your real wet

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Your Music (Part 2 of)

Listen: …
A Lullaby Lilts, Wafts In Wonders
Then Amplified to 10-Thousand-Thunders
Is It Holy Angelic Drummers
Heard in Heaven and Here-Under?...

Listen: …
Silken Stupendous, Shivery Strings
Trembling Bells and Tambourines
Someone Solemn – Surely Sings…
Consonance, In The Key of Kings…

Its Note-Worthy, Noble, Enormous
Victory – Volume, Virtuoso – Voices
A Royal Resonance Rejoices
In The Chosen One’s Chord – Choices…

… On Harps of Gold in Vibration
An Opera and Opus Invocation
Merciful, in Mortal Modulation
‘Omega’ Deserves Standing Ovation!...

Its Invisible, Yet So Intrinsic
Treble On Trumpets, Sounds So Terrific!
This Makes A Melting; It Is Majestic!
Mysterious;  Masterpiece;  Moving – Its Music!

The Almighty’s Maestro Melody
A Celestial Acoustic Symphony
A Reverent – Rhythm Rhapsody
Oh Humans, Herald Humble-Harmony…

Bible-Bass Boomed Here Below
Truth – Tenor , Caused my Tears To Flow
Arranged An Aria for Earth’s Alto
A Slave-Girl Sung Spirit-Soprano
and After The Son of God’s Soulful Solo…
… Came The Everlasting, Unequaled Echo!...

Just Listen…

Details | I do not know? | |

Take me down

 Take down all that you are wearing.
  By that I dont mean your clothes.
 By that I do mean all that you are baring.
  I'll run with you,but will you run with me.
 If I wait for you I hope it's not to long.
  I hope to find you before the light is gone.
 Take back all our disaray.
  We'll go back to the fields where we used to play.
 And I'll run with you,you're such a lovely being.

 Take me down.

 Summer weighs heavy down upon me.
  I can still feel the sweat pouring down me.
 I can still taste your lips so beautiful.
  But I wonder how they are ever going to find me.
 And I dance with you,but will you dance with me.

 Take,take,take me down
   If I wait for you I hope its  not to long.
 But I hope to find you before you before this life is gone.
  Take back all of our disaray.
 And we'll go back to the fields where we use to play.
   And I'll wait for you,
     you're such a wonderful being.

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Cause God Don't Want Me Here Forever

someday I'm going to leave this place
going to say all of my Godly good grace
for I know I'm going to a better place

Cause God don't want me here forever

Going to say goodbye to some good friends
kiss and hug my child till the very end
say I love you to Mom and Dad once again

Cause God don't want me here forever

Say I'm sorry for all I've done
Still go out and have some great fun
keep reaching for that burning sun

Cause God don't want me here forever

Going to lay in a garden of lace
where the sun shines upon my face
pluck a flower and put it to taste

Cause God don't want me here forever

Going to spread a little love
To the man up above
going to wait for his white doves

Cause God don't want me here forever

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some or good
there music have stood
tall they play
has lots to say
some or bad
there music make you mad
and sad
some talk trash there music a bash
some just lockey
them fancy

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In Lonely Tears, I Pray

O Lord, to you, I come today;
Fruits of my lips, I bring;
Hymns of praises, to you, I sing; 
In lonely tears, I pray. 

Yet worthy not I am, I ask
Have mercy on my soul; 
Lord, despise not my every call;
‘Tis life, to you, I trust. 

O Lord, to you, I come today;
Keep me, from vanity;
For in peace, where I longed to be;
In lonely tears, I pray. 

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Down South Girl

There's a country girl,
Down south I know,
And she writes some
Incredible music,
I'm tellin' you so...

I'm a NYC musician,
Been at it for a while,
Played many a gig,
But never with the style,
Of this gal I know

This Alabama darling
With talent I adore,
I could listen for hours,
And keep asking for more...

I'm an R & B man,
And play that classic rock,
But when I heard her song,
I almost went into shock...

Now, I can make my Hammond B3,
Growl and spit and hiss..
I can improvise as good,
As many think is bliss...

But this country Christy
Opened up my eyes,
Though not a country player,
I was hypnotized...

So keep your ears open,
There's a new talent here today,
And Nashville is yet,
To see their finest day!

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The Ecstasy

Ecstasy comes in many forms
I'm sure you know that's true
Religious, sexual, spiritual and more
But to me I've found one so strong
All others would make me blue

I'm a musician, and only musicians
can understand,
Thr rush, the high, the ecstasy
Of playing in a band

Sometimes, it's rare, I admit
When improvisation is set on high
Everything clicks, it "smokes"
with passion
No one knows just why

Goosebumps ripple on my skin
My organ soars to heights
This wonderful keyboard ecstasy
Makes me play beyond all rights

I'm on automatic,
My eyes closed
In rapture
My tape I trust
will capture

Me playing beyond my means
I don't know how it happens
It's weirder than it seems

I suspect that it's not me
But some spirit from somewhere
Whether or not this is true
My bandmates don't really care

All they know was the outburst of notes
Which greatly compliments me
I have no explanation
How this could come to be

I suspect a higher spirit
Maybe Bach or someone else
Replaced me for a moment
So my brain could take a rest

I think it is awesome
That two worlds can intersect
I do not complain about it
I just sit back and reflect

Their's more than meets the eye
In this world so mysterious
And if it's gona happen...
I'm just glad that it is us.

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Warm rain gushes from the bright sky,
to free all clouds of their heavy weight
and nourish everything below...
even the dry beak of a sparrow;
we didn't ask for it and yet
it came unexpectadly
to end our physical thirst...
another reminder of mercy!

The thirsty crows invade  
the drenched meadows,
once so dried-out and yellowed,
to resemble an arid desert;
water sustains life on this planet...
and allowes the low rivers to overflow
when winter can't bring any snow; all hope useless?

There'll be lots of  beautiful flowers this spring,
even those silent bells will joyfully ring;
a brighter sun will radiate... 
illuminating our path until evening:
so much joy in our singing,
a perfect time to meditate!

Warm rain gushes from the bright sky,
surprise sparkles in the unbeliever's eyes;
doubts make us unhappy and weak...
considering the dark side of things!
Vision makes us soar above the awesome stars, 
while despair causes our souls to die!   

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An Old Sweet Song

A man who felt that when he walk out the door 
he walk alone and in the dark
inducing him to subject himself to something
that left him null and void
medicating his feelings
stealing his joy
traveling the road of that stuff called boy
rising above adversities
this beloved entertainer was able to see the light
he belted out an old sweet song 
with all his might 
Georgia forever on his mind
he shared the wealth
from a heart that was loving caring and kind
In March he received an apology
from the state that banned him 
Ray was welcomed back to them
his family by his side
he was not alone
Georgia was on his mind
as he sang
an old sweet song 

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Joni Mitchell sung about Blue
My favourite colour, how about you
Like all colours it has various shades
Deep feelings, bright glade
The oceans take it from the sky
Its not for us to ask, but natures why
Teams adopt, car makers choose
The lovely blues
B B King and Clapton too
Tell the story of the blues
In animals, they have it too
The Blue Whale and Humming Bird
Many blues in natures world
Even Humans depict this shade
Natures remain, where humans fade
Oh come on James, change your colour shade
My loyalty to Blue, i will not trade.

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When bird song rumored dawn, I climbed a hill,
A hill I've climbed before, again, again.
I came to learn a song so glad and still
It only sounds at dawn, just when...Just when.

I climb because He said the shadow lifts
Like mist is burned from silver mirror lakes,
Then new reflection on the surface drifts
As all below the surface breaks.  It breaks.

A breeze strummed grass, and gold announced the dawn.
The common graces seemed to chant the start
Of day;  yet only this day breaks upon
The symphonies inside your heart.  Your heart.

Among the miracles that Easter gives
Are songs of Always.  Listen now.  He lives!

Isaiah 42:10

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I .


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The King will come

The desire of wings
On this regal of birds
Mountain roaming
Near the top of the world
Gracing our skies
For more than
A thousand years
From the crack of dawn
This royalty peer
Eyes wide open
As it scans the land
Pray in the open
Where it rarely stands
It captures the moment
In stealth swoop
Talons of death
In wanting scoop
Quarry silent
Hunger crave
The glide of the wings
Like, surfing a slow wave
If we delight the mountains
Admire what we see
Admire her nature
In spiritual glee
On the horizon
In delightful flow
What i have waited to see
Excites me so
A golden eagle
Heads for me
As if to fly past
And compliment me
For my mission this day
To stand and joyfully hum
The king will come
" My challenge for Catie Lindsey to determine the Rocks Bands tracks "

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he know the music beat
play on the street
its a real treat
you'll pat you feet
he kind of old
the music is gold
in his face it shows
he is a one man band

Details | I do not know? | |

Old Soul

Maybe I'm an old soul
The things that should appeal to me are not interesting
Some probably think that they should be
I'm in the hip-hop generation, but current creations make me believe
that this world has no morality
Scantily-clad women dancing on the hood of cars
Beautiful women with no intelligence become superstars
Anorexia is acceptable, and should be detectable
The wickedness in this world is incredible
Men are leaving women with children to raise alone
Little children wake up and wonder where has daddy gone
Drugs are accessible at any given time of the day
The only thing that we can do is pray
Music isn't music anymore, and I listen for true creativity
It seems real music is an endangered species
Men enter prison, and some never see freedom again
We must think before making descisions
I'm an old soul in a young body
Even though I have made some mistakes, I am still somebody
To the youth of today, I must say that we are the future
We cannot push aside the God who our country was formed by
Meterialism and wild, riotous living will only lead to financial and 
physical ruin
What are you doing to make this world better
This old soul is being wise and humble.

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Where sleeps upon the shelf his violin
that in past with mournful tone he plucked
who woo'd a maiden fair and shaped within
the aria upon which ears had wanton supped
For now that hollow wood become an empty thing
and days her strings had sang so lovingly
its heart now dead because of loss of dream
and want of fingers who play now grudgingly
Silent now the bow and string so smoothly licked
and caught the graceful tones upon her played
time did take its toll on misery  sipped
where in past her elations joys has stayed
Gone now that audience who was his care
buried in the tomb with their mosses deep
the caress of the music they did share
where both now lay in their closets sleep
Twas grievous chords that last upon her sing
whose chorus stroked reception to the ground
since that place could not himself to bring
or bless that happy wood her joyful sound
COPYRIGHT © 2010 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC

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The Pretentious Musician

I've been around awhile,
Been playin' music
Made people smile

In these years,
Met some rather odd ducks
"Is it Dorian to the C?"
Get the hell ought'a here
Just play and shut up,
Let it be...

No music stands,
No music sheets
To play the blues
In 4/4 beats...

Big heads need not apply
Cause I don't care if you're meagre,
All I need to know,
Is you're eager

The music will take care of itself
I've been doin' this too long,
Not to know,
When it'll cook,
Or if it seems time to go...

But I'll never leave,
If you're eager to receive,
An honest effort to do our best,
That's all you'll need to pass the test.

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Mambo Music

Mambo music played all night long
Bringing such joy with every song

Teenage girls flirting with the boys
Dancing kids with their blinking toys

Mambo music plays in my mind
Tonight our broken spirits shined

We are back home now and their asleep
Didn’t take long to count their sheep

Taking them out was a blessed time
They drank soda and I drank wine

There is so much pain in our life
Husband died…I’m a widowed wife

But something about that Mambo
Dancing rhythms of the bongo

It grabbed my sorrow tore my grief
And brought us all needed relief

Billions of people feel this way
Does it get better none can say

Having your love stripped from your life
Managing the house still in strife

Never would I wish this on you
Broken inside feeling so blue

Mambo music brought a smile
Music and time heal with style 

(pure fiction....and dedicated to my best friend)

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My name is Mr. Moore,
And I’m 5’2”.
If you’re a young a black male,
I care about you.
I am the father of two daughters,
And the husband of one.
I believe in running,
Until the race is done.
I appreciate music,
I appreciate it much.
I am a drummer,
With a distinct touch.
I enjoy the sound of a saxophone,
And if you mention Jesus Christ,
I play both drums,
And sax by ear.
I can play the rhythmic notes,
If they are near.
I like counting money,
Because I’m crazy about math.
I have a little "hooping" skills,
So don’t get in my path.
I had coached for five years,
Being champs of the final three.
Was put out at the buzzer,
The first two were defeats.
I had been with “The Academy”,
For eight years now.
“Tricks of the Trade”,
Was about showing young men how.
I am unique,
And like a little rhythm.
That is why I wrote,
“My Bio” to be a poem.

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The Great Gig in the Sky

Heavens Gate the crowd to be
Blues-ed and Rocked
Lures me
Forgotten cream
Of our Music past
Down on Earth
It will always last
Hendrix, Kossoff guitarists so
Bon Scott, leader we all know
Phil Lynott bassist past
Cozy Powell their memories last
What these guys have left behind
Future players they will find
Its our right what we must do
Portray their sounds to me and you
What they have done
Is the reason why
They now are
The Great Gig in the Sky.

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These musical notes follow me in my every life
I cannot be apart from them for destruction will occur
And sadness will arise

My life had been these musical figures and sounds 
In my mind and sleeping nights
For this will last for eternity 
The beautiful melody which plays at my very steps in life

This obsession had lead me to success
These fingers have done their best
Making sounds that take you into your dreams
Of happiness
 and non terminating balance

For I can never give up my dream
Of being the tranquil wave of sound
Inspirational music and glory of recovery

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they were the best
past the music test
some call j. brown
has the round sound
he could dance prance
and hump and jump
there was other too
who could do
there thing there music heals pain
and made a change
this is no lie

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More & More

Someday I'll be more of the man I want to be
Someday I'll finally spread my wings and fly free
I guess with all that has happened in the past
Brings the future here and the present goes by fast
If everyone knew the truth about my situation
They could trade words and absorb my disposition
Behind closed doors, and underneath my pain
Lies my chance for fortune and fame
I'll always be myself and change for no one
Because if you listen to me, what's said is done
Love, hate, pain, and tragedy, whatever they lack
Don't think I won't stand my ground and attack
So when you say something and I put you on the floor
My hate and pain will just build towards you, more and more...

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I Love You!

I love you and know:
More strong than before
Is a feeling of love
We are waiting for
In the fresh, green delight
Of free heaven!
And free flight!
It is here - all right,
In the life now is a sunrise
And new summer light morning,
I miss, spring was very warm
When we kiss,
Where we are always young
In the hot and green,
Love will always win,
To the summer dreams
Fly high
On the blue, yellow and gold
Of the spring-autumn
Wings of the sky,
Music is a language
Of our free souls and words,
My dear baby!
It's a very beautiful morning
Now but cold - and I think
That I always know how
To play - all this world
As one of the lovely and
Pretty days of golden evening -
Was the really live music, yes!
And very excellent concert
Even don't know how
But was great mess,
And I pray and think about
All things that we miss,
Our love will never die, let
Kiss, my darling baby!
Let always have a lot of warm
Air and strong light
For our rose, please, stay
Now here, don't say good bye,
Let compose! It's a great
Delight - new song to compose
For our rose, my dear baby...

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i love to grove
love to move
the music i choose
is the blues
and dancing tools
waks me up
from the sleep stuff
i just love jump and hip bump
funk make me sunky

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An Amazing Feeling

Looking into the stands
I can see people stare
My hands are getting sweaty
There's a big glare

I'm standing up on stage
And the music starts to sound
My voice and the bass enter
My voice rumbles, as does the ground

Starting out quietly
Shaking and kind of scared
The crowd screams for more
So my voice I shared

People screaming, begging for more
I sing my heart out up on stage
The band behind me seeming dazed
With the music, I flew out of my cage

Fans still cheering, as the music ends
People screaming "I love you"
Makes the feeling even better
In the future, I know what I want to do

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Details | Lyric | |

for the love

I love seeing your face
you take my breath away
I long for your love
youre an angel from above

honestly, im that girl
that will make yo life complete
if you need a shoulder to lean on
you can call on me

youre the guy of my dreams
I thought you didnt exist
my eternal fight for love
my prince charming
thats my final wish

as my dream become a reality
I realize its true
the guy of my dreams
baby boy its you

as long as you love me
i'll be your lover and bestfriend
your naughty stripper at night,
and your lady in the day,
your mistress on the side,
anyplace, any day

i'll bring joy to your life
and run your fears away
i'll be your companion,
each and everyday

as long as you love me
i'll be here for you
forever I, forever I will
always love you

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Facing The Music

Who more prepared,
To face the music?
A musician?  Right?
Musicians are arty,
Vaporous to everyone else's
Ask a musician the highest high...
He can't quite say just why....
It's not love,
Not sex, not fame,
Not money, not wisdom...

It's that magic moment...
When it all clicks....
You're improvising...
In tune with your mates...
In some mystical way....
You speak to each other
In sounds, in feelings...
And that unexplainable,
indescribable, exquisite,
ecstatic shift into a whole
other reality that seemingly
only another musician
There are no descriptive
You may get goosebumps,
You may feel put on
You needn't think at all...
The musical journey
to the music of the spheres
Conducts itself...
You have entered another 
realm of reality...
To taste nirvana...
A drug you will
there after always crave...
You are a part of creation...
You have peaked in emotion...
You are forever changed.

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The sweetest orchestra

There’s nothing for me worth dying for
Dying for acceptance and purpose to life
To a life where survival is worth crying for
Crying for restitution, a double edged knife
A knife that’s been sharpened to slice puppet strings
Puppet strings controlling what we believe
We believe and hope that the future might bring
Bring peace to a notion so ill conceived
Conceived as crescendo when love bells ring
Bells ring to mute out a hate message choir
Choir tunes change when symphonies sing 
Sing love melodies for all to admire
Admire and seek the place they belong
They belong somewhere, no matter which home
Which home will play their number one song?
A song of warmth, no longer alone
Alone in the cold, alone in the dark
The dark non-existent in shining safe haven
Safe haven where harps and heralds hark
Hark while angels sing in a place called heaven 

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My Little Girl Who Had No Clue

Mt little girl who had no clue
lately when I look at you
My heart wonders
If your love holds true

Your stares at other guys passing by
In their Lexus BMW's and Limo rides
Can't you see I love you
For theres no other
I swear this is true
For my heart only belongs to you

My little girl
Who had no clue

Come here girl
Let me hold you
Like I used to do
Let me wisper in those ears
I love only you
Don't push me away
For my heart will be blue

My little girl
Who had no clue

I'm begging and pleaing
For I know theres
No other like you
Come take my hand
And let's say I do

My little girl
Who had no clue

Another song working on 
Let Me know what ya think

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Costume Party

You hold soo tight
Those dreams you don't understand
You hide very well
Behind a nonchalant mask
You smile soo wide
How did you get away with that?
You run soo fast
With no getaway plan

T.V has become a reality
Every child in actuality a prodigy
Radio based on insanity
Reason tasted humanity
You testify, you rationalize, then they electrify
And everyone wonders what's wrong with their stupid lives

You hold soo close those things most can't have
You hide very well
Behind an obvious mask
You smile soo wide
How did you get away with that?
Running soo fast
With no getaway plan

Do you love at all?
do you aim to please?
Do you love anything?
Do you love anymore?
selfish with your own needs
Do you love anything
Besides your own greed

T.V has become sadistic
Every child bears its witness
Radio preaches no forgiveness
Reason tested humanity
When you testify, they rationalize, when everything is this electrified
Everyone wonders what's wrong with their stupid minds

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Swan Song

My last goodbye
Wrapped inside a melody
I hope my words
Gave you eyes to see

This is my swan song
Nothing left to share
Hope my words inspire you
Hope that you care

Did you memorize every lyric?
Did you learn all the riffs?
One last song to say goodbye
This is my final gift

Don't ever forget who you are
And the things important to you
Life's too short not to sing-along
To this my swan song

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A smile
A guitar
A rolled up cig
A voice that sings
At every gig

A mind that travels
Beyond this plain,
A sense of humor,
Sometimes insane...

A devotion
To daughters
Of whom he was
so proud,
A tendency never,
to talk too loud

Words and thoughts
Wise beyond his years,
Human suffering
That brought on tears

Mark T...
His Gors nickname
I wonder if he liked to fish,
One thing's for sure,
I truely wish

He did still tread
This earth, a world
so grand,
I was oh so privileged
To be in his band.

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Music Piercing the Soul

     A riff
from and old song
  makes it's way 
  into your heart
     Emotions you
had forgotten well
up inside you
     The theme conjures 
 up memories
       of friends, lovers
        and wine - intoxicated 
The moon overhead
is the same old moon
        but you're not 
quite yourself
      lost in nostalgic 
        you move into 
a waking dream
         ready to touch 
the fire
Eros and memory
              to form 
images in the 
core of your being
       the tones bring 
you back
        to a time when
life opened it's 
doors for you 
Things have changed 
  since then
but the riff
        opens up 
your mind
       Music can 
paint the past and the future
Let melody be your guide
The world holds 
  a place for you 
       Let the notes 
bring you there
where you should be
At the junction 
of the past, present 
and future
   where the real 
and the unreal 
Casting their spells 
in the face of eternity  

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Ain't Nothing Too Hard

There ain't nothing too hard for God  

He made the heaven and he made the earth
He did it all by sending forth His Word
Now all creation sing His worth
Til everyone in this whole world has heard

There ain't nothing too hard for God

He came to save and heal all of the earth
He did it all by sending forth His Word
Now all creation sing His worth
Til everyone in this whole world has heard

There ain't nothing too hard for God

He'll make a new heaven and new earth
He'll do it all by sending forth His Word
Now all creation sing His worth
Til everyone in this whole world has heard

There ain't nothing too hard for God

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If the stars could speak and play... 
what would they say? 

A verse... 
A voice 
A whole universe 

If the stars could play... 
Music too... 
What a symphony it would be 
What would they say? 

The sweetest music too 
Flowing through 
If you only knew 
You could be 
Part of it too 
Just like me 

I wonder.... 
Do stars have feelings too? 
They travel... 
In a gentle night sky 
For you and I 

In a universe, 
filled with music 
The stars.... 
Sung for me 
Such a symphony 
So completely, 
captivated me 

The stars, 
took me too... 
Moving me with song 
If you only knew 
What the stars could do.. 
What the stars could say 

A symphony.... 
In an Milky Way 
What the stars play, 
in music, for me 

In a gentle night sky 
Watching stars fly 
The music passing through, 
the hearts of many too 

How things can be, 
in the stars you see 
An orchestral sky 
Passing by 

Such a symphony, 
captivated me 
The stars.... 
Only they really knew, 
how the music took me too 

The stars... 
In words 
In music, 
spoke to me, 
in a Milky Way. 
I hear the stars play.. 
An orchestral symphony 

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Who is Our Life

When Christ, who is our Life, shall appear
We'll be caught up~! To meet Him in the air
And our glory hid in God with Jesus Christ
Shall be revealed when we appear 
With Him in Eternal Life  (Chorus)

Some people say they got the life
And they think they have a better way
But the truth about their lusts and pride
Is with the using they all pass away

Yet they think it's strange that we don't run
To do the same excess they consider fun
And when ridiculed for the sake of His Name
Compared to Glory, it's nothing- take the shame


The world tells us to get a life
And that we live a narrow-minded way
But the truth we know will cause such strife
Because they're blind & deaf to what we say

But the Gospel won't be hid or overcome
For then it would be concealed from the lost ones
But if we suffer insults for the name of Christ
Remember in Him are all the meanings of Life


And when the sign of the Son appears in the sky
Then all the nations of the earth will begin to cry
For they will see Him come with power and glory from above
And see us in the clouds with Him they've spoken evil of


When Christ, who is our Life, shall appear
We'll be caught up~! To meet Him in the air
And our glory hid in God with Jesus Christ
Shall be revealed when we appear 
With Him in Eternal Life  (Chorus)

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My Buttercup

smooth fashion eyes flashing
girls wanting love passion
guitar talking fingers walking
such a cutie
glad I'm his beauty

center stage screaming rage
girls dancing in nearby cage

Let's give it up
Let's give it up
hold me closer now
I can hardly breath
Let's give it up
Let's give it up
for the one
the only one 
my sweet buttercup

my sweet buttercup
my sweet buttercup
my sweet buttercup
my sweet buttercup
my sweet buttercup

illuminating eyes 
makes me sigh
other girls shouting
even some pouting
so glad I'm at his outing

For I'm so into him

Let's give it up
Let's give it up
hold me closer now
I can hardly breath
Let's give it up
Let's give it up
for the one
the only one 
my sweet buttercup

my sweet buttercup
my sweet buttercup
my sweet buttercup
my sweet buttercup
my sweet buttercup

New Song In Head LOL
Tribute To Love

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Lover of My Soul

I have found
The Lover of My Soul
His name is Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Oh Jesus- Jesus loves my soul  

I have found
The One who makes me whole
His name is Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Oh Jesus- Jesus makes me whole

I have found
The Lord is in control
His name is Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Oh Jesus- Jesus take full control

I have found
The Lover of My Soul
His name is Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Oh Jesus- Jesus loves my soul  

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What I Say I Am

Am I what I say I am,
When I try to win that woman? 
When you try to win that man-?
Am I what I say I am?
They'll be won the conversation
Of the hid-den man.   (Chorus)

The hidden man's of the heart
When you're searching that's where you start
Don't just look at the physical appearance
Beauty is vain and could serve as a hind'rance...

Love at first sight isn't always smart
With time and patience real love imparts...

A since of security, they're friends indeed
Learning to be sensitive to each other's need...

(Excerpt from a rap I wrote in 1993)

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Through the Wire

He dares to be unique,
Standing out from the conventional crowd,
Breaking the fashioned pattern-
Of all typical rappers of today’s age;
He dares to reveal his beliefs
He taunts all that conform with his lyrics;
Knowing the imperfections of the world
But it is more that he-
Verbalizes them and the importance of improvement,
He preaches his words-
Through the wire.

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She walks to the beat of the bass drum

searchin' for love

down the street

with experienced feet

her head held high

eyes set straight

impatiently...she waits

disconnected and rejected

often neglected and disrespected

she sifts through her brain

lookin' for another way

just a place to escape

Overdosed on reality

just another technicality

of the opiate of the masses

ripping through her sunglasses

pounding on the door of life

everyone tells her she's wrong

but all alone she's always right

could u only love the day

if you only existed at the night?

Questions with no answers

plaguing her like cancer

and still.... she walks on

to the beat of the bass drum

awaiting for her cure to come

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The Lord is My Shepherd

O Lord You're my Shepherd
I shall lack no good thing
You make me to lie down
In pastures of green
Beside the still waters
Is how You lead me
In paths of righteousness 
Is where You guide me

For the sake of Your Holy Name
You restore my soul the same

O Lord You're my Shepherd
And I will fear no evil
Even though I walk through shadows
Of the darkest valley
For You are with me
You're my Saviour and my God
And You comfort me
With Your staff and rod

For the sake of Your Holy Name
You restore my soul the same

O Lord You're my Shepherd
You prepare a table before me
A feast in the presence
Of my enemies
You anoint my head with oil
My cup overflows
All the days of my life
Goodness and love shall follow

For the sake of Your Holy Name
You restore my soul the same

And I will dwell in your house 
I will dwell in your house
I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever 

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A Little Gilley

As I overlooked an orchard 
                            From my window up above
                       I send to you a room full of roses  
                            For I'm a fool for your love
                        So darlin won't ya stand by me 
                    And let's get lost in paradise tonight
                              Put your dreams away 
                   And there shall be no more lonely nights
                      Come stroll with me under the neon city lights 
                                 For that's all that matters
                                    In a true love ways 
                                Lord every waking hour 
                            She's pulling me back again
               For a headache tomorrow or a headache tonight 
                 Come on and  just bring it on home to me
                            For love you don't know me 
                       And don't all the girls get prettier 
                                  at closing  time tonight 

Tribute To Mickey Gilley
And another song working on LOL

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Gulf of Mexico Music.

With a single note it begins
That enticement so alluring
Enveloped amidst the cadence
And rhythm of a sailing vessel
Gently rocking in the calm swells
Capturing my spirit in its endless cycle
Where the iambus waves whisper me
And ardent gulf breezes enrapture
Opening my eyes after that moment
I came back to the reality of life
A new spirit…

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My Notes

For my music,
The music that makes up,
My whole existence,
The music that defines me.
If I never had these notes in my head.
I would never be me.
I might not even exist.
These tunes have gotten me through it,
Through all of it.
How can you tell me not to play these notes?
These notes in my head.
They soothe the pain that exists,
Within my deepest confines.

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The exquisite purity of these notes surely
comes from God

reverberating in ripples
colliding with mountains
reflecting back in waves of 
    magnified grandeur too immense
for my small mind

A single ebony grand piano
rests on the desert floor
playing to howling coyotes, stately sahuaro
     baby bunnies and blinking stars
keep rhythm

The night overfills with the symphony of heaven
pianist’s head bowed in reverence as
     nimble fingers find before-unknown keys in
preternaturally glowing moonlight

I sit at my keyboard playing piano
ability so long forgotten -- 

Pachelbel’s Canon in D

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staring at the moonlit sky... 
do you ever wonder what is beyond the stars...
what is beyond the heavenly beings...
beyond the planets...
what is beyond all thought...
all spaces deep in the mind...
all the worlds that are visioned and dreamt...
every wish...
all connections to this world..
the deepest part of the soul...
that place deep inside...
where you know the truth...
but just cant come to agree with it...
where hopes are found...
and sadness fades away...
the place where there is always happiness...
the darkness has its strength...
but the bright dawn shines through...
and all hard times pass away into the darkness...
all that was once lost is uncovered...
and hope returns...

I have visioned this place...
we all have...
when you were but a child, this place was home...
where all things are real...
where you can spread your wings...
and sore...
past the clouds...
and sunbathed sky...
to find your heart...
above the treetops...
past the blue reflection of the sky...
into the unknown...
past the stars...
there you will find it...
grasp it...
vision it...

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I Invited Love

I invited love to live with me
From that moment on I was made free
I invited love to stay and never go away
Now my life will never be the same

Gentle as a dove so soft was love
I gave willingly my heart to God
I invited love to stay and never go away
Now my life will never be the same

God loved us so long ago
He gave to us his son
Then the son he gave his life for me
I invited love and Jesus is his name

And he forgave me I was so glad
And all of my sins forgotten in the past
I invited love to stay and never go away
Now my life will never be
No my life will never be
Now my life will never be the same

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O Lord, You are our Father
We are the clay; You are the Potter
We are the work of Your hand
So mold us and shape us 
In Your perfect plan 	   (Chorus)

In the middle of Your wheel
We're yielded and still
To be vessels of mercy
Lord You make us worthy
In Your blaze of fiery wind
Purge us free from sin
To be vessels of honor
Filled with your living water


Make the broken new again
Sanctify and bring them in
To be vessels in His church
Prepared for every good work
And meet for the Master's use
Vessels bring Him forth much fruit
Prepare for His glory
Make known Your riches of glory - !

O Lord, You are our Father
We are the clay; You are the Potter
We are the work of Your hand
So mold us and shape us 
In Your perfect plan 	   (Chorus)

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Valentine's Day Long Ago

In a favored local "watering hole"
On a Valentine's Day years ago,
Rosie and I went,
To see a small venue show

Tiny Tim of "TipToe Thru the Tulips" fame,
With a piano player,
With an opening comic's act,
Tiny's hair a tad grayer
Than his numerous appearances
With Johnny Carson
He'd survived many jeerances

His vibrato falsetto filled the room,
His songs of ages long gone,
I was surprised how good he really was,
Singing those songs anon

After his show he greeted all,
He was truely a sweet man,
I'd gone almost as a goof,
I was "far too cool" for this,
And now I'm glad I did go,
Would have been a pity for us to miss

This man, heart of gold,
From heights fallen hard,
"Miss Vicky" and a fickle crowd,
Made him play his last poor card

He's gone now, but if you know,
His wedding to "MIss Vicky"
On an old "Tonight Show"
Was one of the highest ratings
Winners, of old time
So this man who made 
this ratings "win",
Died a broken man,
My God, what a sin.

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Big Bad Mama

I'm the woman behind the man behind the wheel
Let's Giddy -Up-Go My phantom 309
Give me forty acres Eighteen wheels And a dozen roses
For this is a trucker's last ride Eastbound Westbound
Let's start us a Convoy I know there's a love story
in the making under the bright Kansas City lights
Roll on Big Mama This is your Teddy Bear from
the old home filler up and keep Cafe 
Just put the hammer down and 
let's see how fast them a trucks can a go
For Mama knows the highway And the girl
on the billboard too Rolling past on a trucking cafe
With my big wheels in the moonlight Rolling me
away from you For I'm a truck driving Mama
Looking for someone else I once knew

                           { Over and I'm Goneeee }    LOL

Tribute To
Our Truckers
Of The Roads

Also a song 
again working on  lol

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Music is the voice of the heart
Creating a wordless masterpiece,
A rainbow, a bouquet of unspoken love,
A prayer of thanksgiving,
An offering and sharing of ourselves.
Rippling arpeggios sweep ivory surface
Vibrant tapestry of color in sounds;
Vivid shimmer of shadowy sentences
Open my mind to the beauty of music.

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Something Good

God is the One who makes something good out of nothing
Speaking light in the darkness covering the face of the deep
And the Spirit of the Lord is hovering over your waters
To give you form, fill your void and breathe you out of sleep   (chorus)

In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth
And He saw all He made was very good for His intentions
But soon after the first living souls experienced birth
They chose death and now seek out wicked inventions
	So Adam and Eve again lie lifeless on the ground in sin
	But God raises up the dead because they must be born again

For we are nothing without Jesus Christ and without Him nothing we can do
But with the Greater One living within, Satan can't make 'nothing' out of you


In the beginning Satan wanted the heaven and the earth
He saw every good thing within it and distracted our attention
Until the Seed of the Woman crushed the devil's evil mirth
Through His death, burial, resurrection and ascension
	Now the flaming sword is turning to direct us together
	To reach out and take the Tree of Life, eat and live forever



Once our world was full of darkness
Then bright and shining through came the Light
To those who receive and believe in Him
To be God's children He gave the right
And now He sees you as very good
Every man, woman, boy and girl
Because greater is He that is in you
Than he that is in this world

{bridge and chorus simultaneously}


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According to the Scriptures

Jesus died for my sins
(According to the Scriptures)
He was laid in a tomb
(According to the Scriptures)
But He rose to life again
(According to the Scriptures)
Now He's coming real soon
(According to the Scriptures)     [Chorus]

Jesus died for my sins, He was laid in a tomb
But He rose to life again, now  He's coming real soon
According to the Scriptures and believed by the saints
Yet if Christ be not raised then our faith is in vain
BUT!  Jesus is alive and He rose from the dead
We're the Body of Christ and Christ is the head
Who's become the firstfruit of those who've slept
Afterward at His Coming, those who have been kept
From the pollution of the world, the solution is faith
Being sealed with His Spirit until we see Christ's day
When all things are subdued and the mountains will fall
The son is subject to the father, God is all and in all
Every knee will surely bow and tongue confess that
Jesus is Lord while secrets of the hearts manifest
Some on the right hand, others on the left
As he separates the wheat from the chaff with his breath


It's according to the Word, now it's time for you to level
You can't drink of Jesus cup and the cup of the devil
Awake to righteousness and sin not!
And it's ashame if you don't have the knowledge of God
Watch ye, stand fast in the faith be strong
Submit yourself to Jesus flee away from all wrong
For evil companionships corrupt good manners
So stay with holy ones lifting up the Lord's banner
As Christ increases, we decrease daily dying
Maximizing with the People Of War Ever Rising
While awaiting the redemption of our bodies we're victors
And we'll go up in the Rapture according to the Scriptures


{A rap I wrote while in college in celebration of Easter-  I Cor. 15:3,4}

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O, Jesus, Live In Me

O, Jesus, live in me
As ever I live in you
Always, I will be true

Hear me, O hear me
It is my humble plea

O Jesus, come to me
Today, I come to you
To offer you my soul
Heal me, O heal me
For I long, to be free


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Songs of Life

The she-wolf sits upon the rock
In plain view the creature surveys her land
Empty of human life, yet always moving
With the activity of the animals of the forest
The sun is setting in the west 
And it's time to sing
Her muzzle is raised and so it begins

Peacefulness and pain
Life and death
Sunshine and rain
Confusion and understanding
Sadness and Happiness
Love and hate
Are poured into the sky in a constantly changing melodious howl 
And drift over the land
Filling all of those who hear it
With awe and wonder at the glorious sound
The meaning of her song is understood 
By those who listen

But humans are deaf to the songs of the wolf
They have shut their ears to its meaning
No one cares for the truth that is told
By the honest ones of this earth
We should listen to the music of nature
For every note tells a story
A story meant for all of us
If only we could hear

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He Stooped Down

He stooped down
And made me
He stooped down
And raised me
He stooped down 
And helped me along, along-

He stooped down
And saved me
He stooped down
And raised me
He stooped down 
And helped me be strong, be strong- (Chorus)

He stooped down...

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When warm and gentle winds
flutter and lull the lustruous lilacs
so discontent of the primroses,
the drooping willows
deepen in their sorrows,
and as in an angelic apparition:
there comes into view
a friendly ballerina dressed in blue
to perform an ardent ballet
in her red dancing shoes that match
her golden,glazing barrette...
unlikely a hand-manipulated marionette!

Unpretentious and pretty ballerina,
invent another unrealistic aurora...
like the one that appears in the northern sky,
to make believe that is still daytime:
to attune your mood to a symphonic music
that can be enjoyed by us! 

When the blue-jays refuse to sing,
use your rhythmic swing
to overwhelm us with sheer delight;
this sentimental season 
repletes with amazing surprises:
to render and choose,
to keep in our thoughts and heart
the purpose of true reason!

Irresistible and elegant ballerina,
perform a dance rarely seen by critics...
be of a joyful spirit without nostalgia,
be remarkable in your gestures and steps;
a daisy opens its petals at sunrise,
invulnerable joy carries you to crimson skies...
to increase your strenght and make you shine
more than the radiant sun above the horizon...   

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Jesus is the Way

Jesus is the Way-
The Truth and the Life-
No one comes to God, the Father
Except through Jesus Christ, His Son

                   to be continued...

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Need a Life

When Christ- who is our Life-
Shall appear-
We'll be caught up~ to meet Him
In the air-
And our glory hid with God
In Jesus Christ-
Shall be revealed 
When we appear with Him
In Eternal Life                           (Chorus)

Some people think we need a life...

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Dream Child

At the edge of the wood
If only you all could
Hear me as you drive in your car
I really feel that I should
Be there... Where Hollywood
Can see me shining like a star

Because I want to sing
Momma, this joy I could bring
To the world upon the stage
So I stand here praying
While other children are playing
And running; I'm a bird in a cage

But my echo and I rejoice
Hearing the sound of my own voice
Can you hear my heart's cry?
At the edge of the wood
I am doing really good
As I sing do not pass me by

Dedicated to Helen

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Blessed is the Man

Blessed is the man
      Who does not walk in advice of the wicked
Blessed is the man
      Who does not stand in the way of the sinners
Blessed is the man
      Who does not sit in the seat of the scornful
Blessed is the man
      And only he will stand	(Chorus)

For in the law of the Lord is his delight
And in His law he meditates day and night
Therefore, he shall be - planted like a tree
By the rivers of water and his green leaf
Shall not wither, but in season he yields his fruit
And God shall prosper whatever he will do

      In His righteous way hearing all God has to say
      He will shine more and more unto the perfect day (because)


But the wicked are not so, they're like the chaff
Blown away by the wind and that's not the half
The ungodly shall not stand in the judgment
Nor will sinners congregate with the righteous
For the way of the ungodly shall perish
But God watches over everyone who'll cherish

      His righteous way and all that they hear Him say
      And they will shine more and more unto the perfect day (because)


Psalm 1

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Concerto Moronica

Hey Wiil- boy, how r u?  I did write a piece with the above title, way back in 1970...
(Imagine what an old codger I am)  I will play the Fugue "Little" in D 
minor....because my talent is "little" and my music teacher always gave me a D 
minor...ha ha ..what'cha doin' up so late, dude??

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Hill of the Lord

Who shall ascend into the Hill of the Lord?
Who shall dwell with Him there face to face?
Who shall abide in Your sanctuary Lord?
Who shall stand up in Your holy place?  (Chorus)

He whose walk is blameless
And he does what is right
He speaks the truth from his heart
But with his tongue will not backbite
He does his neighbor no wrong
Against him he speaks no slur
Honoring the God-fearing
He keeps a promise to his own hurt

He shall receive the blessing of the Lord
And righteousness from the God of his salvation
And of those who seek the Lord, who seek his face
Despising what's vile, this is that generation


He who has clean hands and pure heart
And to idols of vanity and conceit
He has not lifted up his soul
He has not sworn falsely with deceit
He does not lend his money with interest
And by him a bribe is never taken
For He who does these things
He shall never be shaken

{channel 2}
He who walks righteously and speaks what's right
The gain of extortion and bribery he hates
He stops his ears against plots of murder
And seeing evil his eyes will not contemplate

For he shall dwell on high
The mountain fortress will be his defence
His bread shall be supplied 
And water will never fail him

But even more than this, if this person is who you are
You shall see the king in all his beauty
And behold the land, the city that is afar


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Strawberry Happy and Sad

Singing in the rain,
I hummed the words to myself,
The lyric formed just about right,
Rhyming and timing like gel,
The words fell like pieces of jigsaw,
And each did express my inner thoughts well,
I sang and sang ,
Till my inner brought the music along,
The instruments formed out of thin air,
The sounds were well formed chime and bell,
Each note completed each word of the lyric,
And completed it rather swell,
Mind was in tune and  swirling fast,
Unmind of the weather,
My limbs broke into moves,
The moves that formed a structured dance with steps,
I even forgot if anybody was around and watching,
I was simply cast into a magic and spell,
Suddenly from nowhere,
I felt a rude screech,
That disturbed my music and lyric as well,
My body took a large impact,
And I was in a pell mell,
The pain numbed me and I forgot all,
Only to wake up getting medical help,
For days to come and,
Remember my mind was not singing and dancing at all,
Somebody did say it right,
Happy and sad tidings travel in queue,
And never be too delirious,
So as to loose even “yourself”.

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Jesus is Coming

In an eye's twinkle
Jesus is coming
For a church without wrinkle 
Or any such thing
So be holy and blameless
Jesus is coming
For a church without blemish
Or any such thing  (Chorus)

If judgment will begin in the Lord's on house
By the cleansing of the Word for a radiant spouse,
Then what will be the end of those whose ways are broad
Who do not obey the very Word of God?

While people are saying, "Safety and peace,"
Destruction will come upon them suddenly
But for you who are walking as children of Light
That Day should not surprise as a thief in the night


And if God's righteous people are scarcely saved,
If God's holy people just barely escapes
The Judgment to come with great terror and fear
Then where shall the ungodly and sinner appear?

[channel 2]
When the heavens pass away with a shrill sound,
The earth with everything will burn to the ground.
Now since the elements will melt with fervent heat,
What manner of godly people should we be?
In an eye's twinkle
Jesus is coming
For a church without wrinkle 
Or any such thing
So be holy and blameless
Jesus is coming
For a church without blemish
Or any such thing  (Chorus)

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Let all the music stop.
Silence all the joyful noises.
Meditate upon His word
As the singers lift their voices.

Dancers hold your movements.
Musicians cease your playing.
Let us sing God's praise together
And think of what we are saying.

Details | I do not know? | |


Let the dying dusk fade to slithering darkness...
Let the curious children  playing return to the solitude of there safe homes...
With there parents who only know there own assumptions on reality.
It is a pleasure to walk this night like many others I have....cold and alone..
I recall those days...when I was a naive Christian girl with friends, a house..
and...loving family. Clouds reveal to shed upon me the only form of God I have 
now...and this would be the pale moonlight... as it falls into my eyes and pierces 
deep down into my heart reflecting every inch of the very demon within me 
caressing it's claws at my's inside of thrives...

Forsaken from all that I was
I fell in love
Now theres no going back ...nor a chace in heaven...
I fell under possession
Of Vampiric demons
to passionate feelings
From dusk until dawn

What's left of my heart is pounding an irregular beat...
As fierce  veins of unholiness pulses this sinister  blood of the beast...
Sidewalks lit with lanterns and a happy young couple holding each others hand..
They see it inside my eyes, they stare in wonder yet don't understand....
Effects of an incident that happened so long ago,  this feeling of power so 
beautiful yet horrible....all on my own....but yet....I'm not am never 
alone.. some things are best kept secret, so let's see if you can keep it ...shall 

Forsaken from all that I was
I fell in love
Now theres no going back ...nor a chace in heaven...
I fell under possession
Of Vampiric demons
to passionate feelings
From dusk until dawn

I slide my hands upon the blood crusted bricks of our hunting grounds,
the dark ally where wandering souls dare to tread and leave this world
without a sound. Many markings lay paved on these walls as this is how 
we survive..Fulfilling our bloodlust along with many other sudden
desires...I pay a simple passing glance towards a church a place
where many men gather to confession..making  there souls clean, blessed and 
bathed in holy water...whatever the hell that means...I was baptized once
but I didn't feel anything

Forsaken from all that I was
I fell in love
Now theres no going back ...nor a chace in heaven...
I fell under possession
Of Vampiric demons
to passionate feelings
From dusk until dawn


Details | Ode | |

Ode to Music

 Rhythm, beats, tunes.
 Oh how they please the longing ears
 with their sweet melody.

 Come, sadness, for you will be chased away
 by the harmony that lives happily in my soul,
 like an unborn baby resting inside my stomach.

 Stay back, tension, for you will not win the fight against the soothing notes,
  floating in an ocean throughout my mind.

 Come, anger, for the colorful music of my heart
 will hinder you from the evil plans
 of your black, tuneless heart.

 Leave us, fear, for the brave melody in my life
 brings me power and strength
 to overcome the many obstacles you have purposely set in my path.

 Keep playing, beautiful tune, for I now lazily lay back,
 each ear keenly engulfing the rhythmical sound of my favorite song.
 The music shall shield me everyday,
 like a father protects his daughter from the heartless, unkind world.

Details | Free verse | |

Audible igonrance of their bliss

of a puzzle
musical messages
scrambeld to be put in order
the message they send
just an incomplete sentence
we all live by
subliminal life lessons
to make us smarter
to make you
an inspiration
to your sphere of influence

They say we couldnt do it without you
they say we could do it for you
they say we couldnt do it without you

Somethings you need to hear
while your background music of life plays on
foresight to the hindsight
of what you are going through
like psychics are composing rock and roll
to your life and shattered tattered dreams that mjake you scream

while everyone is living in fear
broken down
and reorganised
to get it all worng
once again
to find whose really stuck in the middle of all these pagans
traditions of the previous apocalyptic egyptians
and organised
to say something from me to you

Pieces of a puzzle
fading away
screaming night and day
a piece of thousands of souls
many voices tell this tale
from one chapter oto the next
leading you to where you want to be
whether crawling back to me
or not
wether im the best you ever had or not
to find the logic
the conformity
to the republic of justoce
the self explained miracle
of the one mind we all copy whose truly in the lead
out for a piece of him or herself
and one day we will come to find
we race to finish his sentences and play a game finishing those

something you need to hear
a wish that you never met me
something you cant say to me when nothing feels the same
something i cannot connect of lies in everyword you sang
in all abviousness it must be over
But i will be back forever and always when its over
even when it ends in time
and i will try again to paint you all red
on the blue holiday

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Musical Interlude

                  creeps in
and out hearts are heavy
      from the sorrows of the day
Break the psychic chains!
       let the notes cut through
the pain
          Violins sound sweet
Like a river of molten sugar
   Feel the power of a flute
Crescendos, decrescendos come 
and go
       feel the brass and the beat of
the kettle drums
       Rythm, and melody 
surround you
     Every atom in your being
Responds to the tones
      of the eternal chorus
singing it's heart out
      You are finally free!

Details | Bio | |

My Song

My daily life is one continual song
Bringing forth notes and chords
And harmonies and melodies
That will touch your heart and bless your life.
The song my life sings will not be enjoyed by everyone,
But the ones who appreciate it will dance at its rotation
And sometimes will joyfully sing along.
Others will join in for a while and then fade away.
Some will take my words and remake their own song
To reach the ones to whom they are appointed.
Meanwhile, my actions belt out a song that resonates forever.
My reactions hum and vibrate for years to come.
My voice is heard when I do not even speak.
My very life is one continuous, glorious praise.

Details | Lyric | |

Rock Me Gently

                                  Someday we'll know the answer why 
                                                  We can't lie to God
                                             So listen to the heartbeat 
                                         For there's power in the blood
                                         God will send you a blessing
                                             And send down a chariot
                                           There's no picnic in Heaven
                                        So take me back to that old alter 
                                                  For I'm guilty of love  
                                               While searching for you
                                                      I'm free at last
                                                  For your all I need
                                          Let your ten thousand Angels
                                            Keep singing grannys song
                                              For Jesus is the answer
                                          And I'll keep rolling on for Jesus
                                                    Shine on Shine on
                                       When we rest in the arms of God

Tribute To 
Father  Son 
Holy Spirit


Details | Free verse | |

O Come All Ye Faithful

                                       Please all come thou long
                                     And go tell it on the mountain
                                      That Christ the child is born
                                        There away in the manger
                                     As Hark the Herald Angels sing
                                                 O Joyful O Joyful
                                             That  the King is born
                               Please Please tell me what child is this
                                     Who brings such Joy to the world
                                         Sweet God rest Ye merry
                                       In the mist of a Silent Night
                                            O come All Ye Faithful
                                   Please join us in this O Holy Night

Another Song LOL
Tribute To Christ Our Lord

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Here After

I cannot seem to bring myself to witness these present days
Weary as I have become
I cannot see my presence living in these passing days
I shall climb out of hell
One piece of brimstone at a time
I shall mortar my way back into life
I shall prevail
If not, then I shall remain pulverized 
In my misery’s bottomless pits
Fantasies of pleasant days cover my trails
From the corner of my eyes 
I see the things I once had a chance of making my rapture
Only to be the individual I am 
I seem to have delayed my capture
Funny thing is, I seem to be getting older
Slowly coming of age
Memories now remind me of the soft things I once told her 
Seems I can’t bring myself to turn the page 
Now days I fear what’s on the other side of this face
So I stay starring through a blackened mirror
I stand and remain bold 
At times that I clearly hurt
Take away all the suffering and its only pain
To live and do without
Take away nothing, but leave not this life
And not even death can make his claim