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Twas A Full Moon Shining - Collab

Twas a full moon shining on a cool summer night And hound dogs were howling at its silver shadowed light. I heard but a whisper on the cool evening breeze, Twas the voice of a woman I used to chase and tease. Our love was forever, at least I used to think it so. Then came the day she left me; I wondered, where’d she go? If true love lasts forever, was this love not for me? I heard an answer on the wind - Son, your true love is she. A true love will always linger in the shadows of your heart Even when the one you love has chosen to depart. True love is the love you gave, no matter what the cost It will return to you again, for it is never lost. Like a full moon shining on a cool summer night With placid waters glistening in its silver shadowed light Love comes like a whisper on a cool evening breeze A gentle touch, a soft caress, a rustle in the trees. There is no bitterness in the past, if your love was true The sweetness in the memory is true love’s gift to you A rising sun or new full moon is not a memory And so will love come once again, if you let it be. Twas a full moon shining on a cool summer night And hound dogs were howling at its silver shadowed light I heard but a whisper on the cool evening breeze, Twas the voice of love’s song...answering my pleas.
11-17-12 *An excellent collab,with John Wulf & Dan Kearley*


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The Old Homestead

Orphaned footsteps round the old place.
Pitch black soil, packed deep with bartered
coin and Indian heads – wood and otherwise,

coat her worn leather shoes, Hutterite chic. 
The long land screams within its own silence.
Prairie sage burns somewhere, a ghostly smudge

for the undulating grass and, those it serves.
Its alive scent makes the dead turn towards 
its head - and the barely living turn to listen. 

The impossibly endless horizon holds its bright 
blue at bay, begging acknowledgement for 
its self-professed being and looming enormity.

She looks at the broken window glass and 
through the tattered, delicate gray lace. “Those 
were hers.” She whispers to the one who listens. 

This great-great-granddaughter sees the curtains 
as they once were – wistful in the hot Manitoba 
wind; fresh and lowing with the honest elemental 

scent of aspens, hope and bare-knuckle wash boards; 
always fresh; shifting in the cry for solace in summer 
shadows – never as still as this moments endlessness.

Blowing through the deep brown of splintered pine 
front doors; cracking the announcement of cast iron, 
rot and burnt wood comes the simple statement of – 

I lived. This mother of five young does not cry, 
just yearns to walk in the old ones footsteps;
to know them loved; hear the birdsong through

unbroken bedroom windows for a 5am waking; 
feel the resistance of dough on fingers that beg 
to be broken, and kiss the twisting undead, living. 


The burning of the noonday sun taps her whole,
marking; branding her pale Swedish skin its own.
The red sting of burnt breaks her inward silence, 

welcoming her familiar face home.




© Kristin Reynolds 3 29 2009

*Reposted for John's Summer Celebration Contest. This is a personal celebration; 
celebrating and honoring my great grandparents who settled in Manitoba after leaving 
Sweden and Denmark. This celebrates the summer of family, at least for me. We went there 
every summer until it was gone...


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Together we ran away

                                                Together we ran away 
                                                 Leaving this dull town 
                                         Driving to somewhere incredible 
                                      Blasting the radio to sweet melodies
                                      Cool crisp breeze blowing on our skin
                              The smell of sweet summer air filling our noses
                         While we watch the vibrant emerald lands pass us by  
                                 Driving to someplace only we would know


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As Raindrops Fall

Walk with me my Love
Beneath the summer sun
And talk with me my Love
Until the evening's done.

Stay with me my Love
Though all my youth be fled
Stay with me my Love
Please come and share my bed.

     With you alone I chose to spend my life
     Through all its many years.
      'Tis you alone I'd have for wife
     To share its joys and tears.

Let's call a spade a spade
All cards upon the table.
Live by the rules we made
The best that we are able.

     Tomorrow's sun may bring Anything
      Or perhaps nothing at all.
      Listen close enough and angels sing
      As summer raindrops fall.

Laugh with me my Love
Stars shining on your face.
Dance with me my Love
Within the night's embrace.

     A raven sits in yon withered tree
     Shall we stop to hear him croak?
     What of him to you or me
     Tomorrow is yet smoke.

Dream with me my Love
In the fading morning's dark.
Scheme with me my Love
In time we'll make our mark.

         The bells within the chapel ring
         Read words writ on a wall.
         Snowgeese gather on the wing
         As the winter raindrops fall.


Play with me my Love
Singing in the rain.
Smile with me my Love
Begone all present pain.

Live with me my Love
Until we both grow old.
Sleep with me my Love
My shelter from the cold.

     I'm all right now what I might be
     With your love in my defense.
     We face a thousand mysteries
     This life makes little sense.

      We face what ere the future brings
       As we heed the Siren's call.
      Touch the clouds and angels sing
      As summer raindrops fall.


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A PLACE IN THE SUN

Your eyes so dark
He feels your pain
Nightmares unending
Driving you insane
Feeling so blue
You think you could die
But you're not alone
Look into Christ eyes
See hope secured
That's Him in you
Oh, eternal summer
Love forever true
The peace you sense
This warmth you feel
A place in the sun
Yes, the Son is real!


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Last Night I Dreamt

Last night I dreamt
That the world was all at rest
From vice exempt
Filled with songs of mortals blessed
(Refrain)
And we waltzed to the strains of a song
'Neath the arbour of love and repose
Glad in heart at the absence of wrong
'Mid the lilacs and hedges of rose

Last night I dreamt
That I danced the night away
In some attempt
To hold back the morning's gray 
(Refrain)
And we waltzed to the strains of a song
'Neath the arbour of love and repose
Glad in heart at the absence of wrong
'Mid the lilacs and hedges of rose

Last night I dreamt
Of an arbour filled with light
And then I wept
When it vanished from my sight
(Refrain)
And I've naught but a memory dear
Of the dresses of silk and brocade
Of the moon and the stars shining clear
And the fond wish that I could have stayed


For the contest "Last Night I Dreamt..."
Catagory: Serious
Written 7/29/13


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Old fashion summer

Here under these leaves
of the lush gardens and weeds
Grape vines crawl from post to post 
that create a resting spot for most
 
And now the robin is
guarding her young chicks so fair
her nest is made of grasses and hair
 
Trickling streams of a watery theme 
Where dragonflies hover and spread their wings 
And the so clever songs the robin sings
 
For summer comes and brings the heat of the day 
Where busy children are out to play
Oh treasure this, theses days that come to pass 
Where one may sit and drink a glass
 
With lemonade and roller-skates
 be home before
 dark ,or at least by eight
 
Laboring were the long nights of summer 
Were perspiration was a part of slumber 
And so we woke with sticky necks and sheets 
because all we had was a fan to beat the heat

And reminisce theses days we remember 
Its soon back to school 
Were we could’t wait until late September 

 


 




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Morning Mist and Summer Rain

Morning Mist and Summer Rain Far away from the noise of the city I walked in the quiet of a country lane nothing to distract me this day but the morning mist, turning into a summer rain. I was born to be free from my troubles born to smell the freshness of the day nothing to accompany me on my trip but the morning mist, turning into a summer rain. There are times when I must be free, away from the cares and worries of this life, when I can walk alone in this world with nothing but the morning mist, turning into a summer rain. Sometimes in all my wanderings I talk with my God up above, it's amazing what I will hear, when walking in a morning mist, turning into a summer rain. A symphony of sounds are present from the creatures who live nearby, from the call of a coyote drifting on the wind to the birds in their nests where they lie, all add to the beauty of this day, when filled with nothing but a morning mist....turning into a summer rain. My love for life is all around given by a God who cares from up above, it is seen most clearly on a country lane when walking in a morning mist, turning into a summer rain.


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Daybreak

I wake on the sand
Right near the beach
You have yet to awake
Far out of reach
And Daybreak has arrived
A beauty unlike any other
Comparable only to us, girl
And how we love each other

So I gaze up alone
Marveling up at the sky
The warmth of the sun
Drying my eyes
I'm reflecting on us
Oh how each other we trust
I'm just so happy we're together
And I think to myself,
Just as this sun, we'll last forever

Then returning to be with you
I lay again now
Place my hand gently
On your warm tender shoulder
While I think of our lives today, love
And how they'll be when we're older...
I know there'd be no other way
So "I Love You" I make sure I say
To you, each and everyday


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SCENT OF SUMMER MEMORIES

We've had a glorious season of summer
Love's warmth shinned on you and me
And everyday was a beauty bright
As far as the eyes could see

Flowers showed off their fragrant bloom
The sun's rays were like a symphony 
Summer breeze set a vacation mood 
And blew work's ambition to apathy

But now the leaves have begun to fall
And cooler nights are all in vogue
The consistency of summer's heat
Has all but fully gone rogue 

So, one by one the flower blooms fade
Until only a lone rose petal remains
I breath in the scent of summer memories
Lingering in the moment of season's change

Contest: Kelly's "End Of Summer"
Date: 8-31-14
Poet: Lyric Man


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Debutant's Lament

Summertime…they say the livin’ is easy,                                                
Flowers growin’ and the sun’s sittin’ high.                                    
They say your Daddy’s rich and your Momma’s so good lookin’;               
So hush now pretty baby…there's no reason to cry. 

One of these days, you’re gonna rise up smilin’.
Take a look around and think you’ve got it all.
You’ll have your Momma’s looks, all your Daddy’s money,
And all the boys in town at your beck and call.

Summertime…Yes, the livin’ is so easy,
Laughin’, singin’, havin’ so much fun.
No time to stop and think about your future
And what life will bring when your Summer’s done.

‘Cause Summertime, it don’t last forever.
Breezes cool and the leaves begin to fall;
And in your quiet moments, you'll sit and wonder
How you came so far, but have no love at all.

Summertime....They said the livin’ was easy; 
Ain’t it sad how fast the good times fly; 
And now, your Momma’s looks and all your Daddy’s money
Another sweet, warm Summer’s day they cannot buy. 


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IT'S A DELIGHTFUL DAY TO CATCH FISH

On early Friday evening I get everything ready for a long fishing trip,
having checked out the weather, I'd be ready by Saturday afternoon;
and while driving I'll sing lyrics louder than a happy coon...
my tenor voice wouldn't be muffled by an incoming ship!


The landscape is still wild...you may see a fox running after a wildcat;
aren't the Rockaways a delight to explore before a storm threat?
If there's a spot on the driest rock, I'll stand on it
and start fishing until the blue shore turns dark! 


My poodle barks at kids making the ugliest faces...
thinking they want to attack me and do me harm;
oh, he's very protective of me! Oh, his affection amazes!
I keep on fishing by padding his head with my right arm!


Two hours have passed and I haven't caught any blue fish or squid,
and being so disappointed, I would love to call it quit...
but wait, something is making my fishing pole shake:
if the earth's plates are colliding, there'll be no tender fish on my plate!


Whatever happens, it's a delightful day to catch fish;
would ultra violent sun rays give me a bad sunburn if I used no lotion?
And although I'm bored, I intend to stay longer to fill up my bucket to its rim,
but surprisingly something pulls my long fishing cane down: it's sheer elation! 
  


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I Bring the People In

Some throw plump tomatoes
and harsh comments.
And some ask me for weed
as if I'm on it.

Others honk and throw me
five dollar bills.
But at the end of the day
I've had my fill.

I bring the people in
with a bright smile and friendly waves.
I bring the people in
with my ridiculous dance craze.

Music of all kinds
blair through my headphones.
It reverberates through me
from head to toes.

I simply stay afloat,
try not to sink.
Don't care what you
"civilized" people think!

This is what I do,
so please don't curse and fight.
This is what I do
and I'm gonna do it right.

I bring the people in
with a bright smile and friendly waves.
I bring the people in
with my ridiculous dance craze.

It may be dead end,
but I'm having fun.
Burning calories
under a summer sun

I lost twenty-two pounds
believe it or not.
Give me a sign
and I'll show you what I got!

This is what I do,
is that cool with you?



NOTE: For those that aren't familiar with what this is about, I used to be a Shakerboarder. There's other titles like sign-shaking sign-spinning etc. etc. Basically the job is draw attention to you by waving a sign on the side of the street. I really DID lose 22 pounds, btw.

Here's a Youtube video showing me at work... my old job...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Iy8kuKUa2Lw

P.S. It was Black Friday weekend so they made me where the Santa suit...


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Aussie Party Invitation

Dear Ladies and Gentlemen,
Can you feel the adrenaline
'Cause I formally invite you
To my summer night cruise

It is dress to impress
So bloke's put on your coat and vest
And girls slip into your best clothes
as well as your stilettos

We will be rocking the boat
and sowing a few wild oats
From Seven-thirty to midnight
So please be flirty and nice 

There will be great food and drinks
As mister Dj spins and syncs
and lets the vivacious mood sink
On January Nineteenth


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Summer Waterfall

Deep in the woods I hear an angel's lyrical call.
Tranquil and serene, a majestic summer waterfall.
Where the oaks and wildflowers shade the creek,
reflections fall to earth from rays of destiny,
refreshing my soul and setting my spirit free.
I smell the aroma of rain mixed with the paradise breeze.
Tranquil and serene, a natural wonder and rainbow of peace.
A cascading sparkling jewel,
above a wave rippling whirlpool.
Upon the wind rides the angel's lyrical call.
Tranquil and serene, a majestic summer waterfall.


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Twas the day before summer

Twas the night before summer
and all through the house
all the kids were jumping
even my spouse!

The bikes were pumped
and the lawns were mowed
the chalk was opened
to write hopscotch code.

My house was a disaster
with mud in every nook
all the shoes in disaray
not a coat on a hook

Try as I might I just
could not get my kids
to pick up anything
not even toy lids!

Then a commotion met my ear,
little Rachel had fallen down
She had tried to copy Jason
Who was being a big clown.

The crying stopped everyones
big summer rush
poor little Jason, soon his tears
started to gush.

I picked up little Rachel
I held her closely tight
I dried her little tears
and made everything right.


Amidst all the summer glee
I learned that the mess
was not that important
but to be childlike was blessed.

Twas the night before summer
and all through the house
All the kids were jumping
even my husbands spouse.

** Based on Twas the night before christmas


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Sleeping Voices

Nineteen years and my heart still breaks
Somehow you completed me in the most magical way.
As we continue to stroll down our soul mate's path
I know that we will continue never-ending laughter.
When I placed my hand in your hand and trusted you with my heart.
This was only the start.
To be accepted and loved unconditionally.
And time spent with you 
Somehow when I wasn't looking 
your love slipped quietly into my heart.
And I knew deep down we will never be apart.
The love that you shine down on me
is brighter than the sun.
Just pure happiness makes me feel like I've won.
Because your love is a gift Joan that could never be replaced.
I know that these feelings will never be erased.
The letter you wrote me all those years ago.
Is resting in my heart forever more.


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May

May in Moscow's my favorite month,
You feel you live, no longer exist.
You look beautiful, no more a moth,
Every morning green grass bears some mist.

May is for taking long evening walks,
Breathing spring air with spirit and scent.
In May there's time for meaningful talks
Feeding motivation and intent.

Then June walks in and it's my birthday.
It sweeps you off your feet in a dance.
In July you'd curse the heat and say
"It's hot!" begging for get-away chance.

Each August some disaster happens:
Default, hurricane or sudden death.
You stack inside your moral weapons
And soon long for autumn's cooling breath.

September's about kids, new school year,
Trees change color and caress our eyes.
Don't you think of winter when you smear
Hopes and no longer see the skies.

October's about walks in cold parks.
Meeting good old friends and drinking wine.
Can't get enough of talking 'til sparks
Come out of eyes. With content you shine.

"Summer is little life of its own"
That is what Russians like to think.
Now it's gone but at least it has shown
Us how to live, dissappeared with a wink.

November through March's 'bout depression:
Dull times, try to get by, day by day.
You taste darkest times of agression
Then April again takes in dismay.


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Season's Gone

The generation’s pass now through your eyes
The spirit of what is gone now will arise
And in a better place free from lies

A gentle spring is all I could ask for		
The softest rains and the mystical breeze	
Our hair would blow in waves like the oceans
My backyard held adventures and mysteries

The speed and light went racing past obstacles
I can’t even see the past or my miseries
The summer hit me and fled while I watched it go on
Never knowing how we would be

And in my darkness I am still weeping	
Consciously I’m constantly seeking
Remembering days brought back from the seasons
And feeling your spirit with me is healing

The chill in the air passed through me so willfully
My heart and stomach dropped down so distantly
The luscious grays kept me from blending into
A fall of emotions ranked with virility 

The winter reveals loss for our loved ones
Its icy truth pushes strong while freezing the weak
Some can go again with a mind full of optimism
The rest will die alone with the meek 

And in my darkness I am still weeping	
Consciously I’m constantly seeking
Remembering days brought back from the seasons
And feeling your spirit with me is healing


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Silver dots

There are holes in the elbows 
Of your winter jacket
Holes in the collar
And holes in the pocket
Can’t keep anything there
Just hold out hope
For some summer air
And the summer stitches 
Which it brings
To fix the holes
In your winter skin

You can look at the stars all you like darling
They’re still silver dots in the sky
And you can ask me again
Why they’re not made of diamonds
But I’m sorry, I still don’t know why
I don’t know why

There are holes in your jeans
And there are holes in your excuses
And I can see right through
To your sun shaped your bruises
There are holes in your make-up
And I can see that you care
But you just hold out for some summer air
And the summer stitches 
Which it brings
To fix the holes
In your winter skin

You can look at the stars all you like darling
They’re still silver dots in the sky
And you can ask me again
Why they’re not made of diamonds
But I’m sorry, I still don’t know why
I don’t know why


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blue eye girl

she was a dirty blond beauty
thought she'd look right  threw me  
was the prettiest thing
i probably ever seen
it was me and her all summer long
parked in the middle of a level-b road
had my tailgate down and a 40 I jacked from her old man
lying on are backs we counting stars
wishing that the summer would never end
sneaking out at night 
you bet i held her tight
i wish i could go back again

the first time i met her i was popping corn
down at the picture show
she had away about her and a smile
i never seen before
she said hello 
my heart stared pounding, it was music to my ears
it was love at first sight and i knew right then
i had to make her mine

when i was seventeen i fell in love
with a blue eyed girl
she was a military brat
said she's seen the world and was just passing threw
but that time we had
left its mark on me
i wish i could go back again

the day she left
she never said goodbye
she had smile on and a tear 
falling from her eye
said we'll meet again
im still waiting here
but for now the memories
are all i have

when i was seventeen i fell in love
with a blue eyed girl
she was a military brat
said she's seen the world and was just passing threw
but that time we had
left its mark on me
i wish i could go back again






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Autumn's Arms

Written November 17, 2013


The summer dies slowly
Into autumns arms
And winter does linger
Until spring breathes at dawn
I've fallen for you
Cast under your spell
My gaze as stone
As the old towne well
My face as pale
As the moon in the night sky
My heart unspoken
Left wondering why
These days are so chaotic
Yet these nights so serene


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The Poet

The Poet


One day, my soul lifted and traveled to the night,
    like tides change, pulled by the moon.

From a long way off, love seemed elusive,
    like a fast train, speeding nowhere, with no end in sight.

The drone of the highway, burning bridges, before I could cross.

In the distance, yellow poppies filled a field I could rest in,

    ... my poems
 
falling like a warm summer rain, quenching my thirst

                                            …..like a warm summer rain,

                                                             Quenching my thirst


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Love untitled


she's gone 
Without a good bye 
and these tears I cry 
I don't know why 
Finding it hard 
to carry on 
I still don't know 
where we went wrong 
How can this be 
when you're everything 
my eyes still see 
'My Love' 
I thought I just heard her say 
Guess, I was remembering yesterday 
Yes, I was dreaming of better days 
Only God knows the rhyme and reason 
we were sown together 
for a season 
Winter Spring Summer Fall 
I'll always remember 
the one I love 
best of all 
'My Love' 
Kills me everyday 
hearing those words 
that I long to say 
I wonder if they're 
really being true 
Like I was when 
I said them to you 
Now I know what 
good bye can do 
Now I know I'll be 
missing you 
'My Love' 
I thought I just heard her say 
Sometimes we'll loose even if 
the choice is not ours to choose 
Only God knows the rhyme and reason 
we were sown together 
for a season 
Winter Spring Summer Fall 
I'll always remember 
the one I love 
best of all 
'My Love'


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TIME FOR RESPITE

        TIME FOR RESPITE
Searching through summer; the time for respite;
hot from mid-morning turns warm through the night,
lazy you're feeling, but love doesn't care
if you're reflecting on what has been there.

Memories fade to the heat of the day,
there comes someone who is wanting to say
"How much I love you," and summer must wait
love does not care if it's if early or late.

These are the good times, the reason we dream.
These are the bad times, the reason we scream.
Searching through summer, the time for respite,
Love comes along and then summer feels right.
                    ©  ron wilson


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Some Romantic Afternoon

Some Romantic afternoon,
I will hear that haunting tune,
The one that I would softly croon,
By a lagoon.

We'd go sailing on a summer breeze,
So serene such a scene of bliss,
Now it all seems just a myth,
Like Brigadoon.

Sometimes I dream of Southern Spain,
I see those sweet sweet streets again,
My youth has gone forever,
Not to return,

Sometimes I can't control the tears,
How they burn my eyes,
As I look back 
On those lost years.

Some Romantic Afternoon,
I will hear that haunting tune,
The one that I would softly croon,
By a lagoon.


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OLD OAK

OLD OAK

In the shadow of solitude now I see Your eyes,
that so faithfully carry about the light
through my thoughts so dark,
and the pen trembles in the hand,
waiting for the prodigal son's acknowledgement.
My one and only, acknowledgements arrive in solitude's embrace,
just like tears, and where there is a tear, there is love,
always faithful and unbribable, invisible but so real
that you can touch it with thoughts
and with the fiery breath in the infinity of solitude.
I admit to using my verses as ransom for my guilt,
(and guilt is my silence),
and I listen to the rumor
that perpetually, like a bat,
whirls across the lonely poet's street.
They say that me and You,
my one and only,
are fantasy, but a pen immersed in ink.
But You know, don't You,
that me and You are perfectly real, full of wishes,
dreams and memories.
My one and only, I am listening to the whisper of the wind
in this warm, dreamy summer night...
It is silent, horribly silent without You,
and the wind's whisper is dying down, farther away, oh so far,
as if called by death to its black hearse,
and I have waited for so many days, months and years to appear,
to bring Your voice to me,
gentle, soft, warm and yearning,
but it is so silent, oh so silent now,
that I can hear the screams of solitude
chase away memories
into this warm summer night,
my one and only, I am standing in the shadow of the dignified oak,
and I am looking into his empty sleepiness,
as if its playfulness left along with You,
it is silent like the wind.
Its dear, green, eternally waking young leaves,
who used to whisper in Your vicinity, untrammeled and confidential,
are completely silent now, completely dead.
Now I am trembling in the shadow of our oak,
fearfully looking at it as it drags its dignified old face along the ground,
its memories are as lively as mine.
Once, yes, once the memories,
who live so inaudibly,
shall become so weak,
so humanly weak,
that they shall find their dark home
next to our wooden crosses.

© Walter William Safar






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I Belong To You

I thought that I could run away from You, 
Separate myself from You, 
Hide where You can't find me or read a single thought I think.
But I failed, because You always slip into my memory, 
Every now and then.

As much as I try, I cannot forget You.
You are too persistent to be remembered,
In people I meet, in places I go.
It's hard to ignore that You are everywhere.

I realized even for a minute, nothing would take me 
Away from You.
For You will always be lingering, waiting,
For me to come around and accept that You are mine,
That You are inside of me,
That I am a part of You and You, a part of me.
That we are bound forever. 

Because You have left a great part of You in my heart,
And that is Your voice 
That whispers ' I love You' and 'Come home',
In the darkest rainy nights of my existence.
Nourishing my weakening soul,
A warm blanket for my cold and unfeeling heart,
A comforting light that illuminates my gray world.

And I need all of it.
I can't pretend anymore that I could be on my own.
I have known how it was to smile with You,
When bright summer days shine upon my life 
And You were there telling me, 
'I love You' and 'I'm happy to be with you.'

And I miss You, being with You,
Everything about You.
Your generosity, kindness and warmth,
Your light.
The joy that You bring, the hope that You give,
And most of all, I miss the love that You let me experience.

It makes a big difference when I don't acknowledge 
How much You care for me,
And how much You wanted me to believe that You really love me.
And will always love me, 
In spite of me? Yes.

If I only stop fighting how much I also feel for You.
Because once upon a summer time, 
My soul was filled with so much joy and certainty 
To say these out loud:
'I also love You very much', 
'We will always be together, forever...'

I remember them now more clearly.
I belong to You.
And I am happiest when I am with You.

So now there will never be any hesitations,
I am coming back to You, dearest Father,
Never again will I allow myself 
To doubt who You are to me, and I, to You.
I commit myself to loving You,
And honoring You, my Lord,
Now and forever, and for all eternity.


Details | Lyric | |

Summer Carousel.( Originally a song lyric.)

Soft summer breezes meander through the day,
pausing to part your hair, they wander on their way.

Climb aboard my Summer Carousel,
where dreams are sweet, reality ends well,
where moments come that lovers never tell,
Climb aboard my Summer Carousel.

Green leaves of envy sweep the clear blue skies.
The sultry joys of summer are captured in your eyes.

Climb aboard my Summer Carousel,
where dreams are sweet, reality ends well,
where moments come that lovers never tell,
Climb aboard my Summer Carousel.

Sunlight and whimsy complete the look of you.
Aglow in pastel wonder, our love is strong and new.

Climb aboard my Summer Carousel,
where dreams are sweet, reality ends well,
where moments come that lovers never tell,
Climb aboard my Summer Carousel.


Details | Ballad | |

7 years of a decade

It was my first day of summer school
I dipped out and said "i don't know how to lose"
Time passed fast
And i'm quite sure i failed to last
So welcome back to the one-way road

The summer i met Vicki Marie
told me if there's one thing she'd change
It'd be my way of thinking
Living so carefree
I can't turn back or keep from sinking

Brandon played and ripped that guitar
Madison said we wouldn't get far
Everyone else said "you don't know who you are"
Taking shots down at the local bar
The riots outside the Dejavu
Holly's telling me "I miss you too"

said you were my brother
We'd be friends forever
I can't tell you howmany times 
I think back on those days

But i wouldn't change a thing
I would've fought a little harder
Two for one at the local pub
I don't wanna die a martyr
when things fall apart
you got to try a little harder

If i could go back i wouldn't change a thing
Even if it wasn't meant to be
She said, "hey dude
you guys are living so carefree
I too, want to have the time of my life"