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Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep

When dread sweeps over the world
Shrill as a lonely wind
Yet soft is the pillow beneath my head
Crisp and cool is the linen sheet
Ample and soft the generous bed
Instead of the act of counting sheep
I count the ones who trudge the night
Who shiver with fear in their weary fight
While those who sit so eager in philanthropy
What consequence lie their plan of victory
Seeming surprised that when a limping peace
Returns a fragment of the youth war took
Do they turn their heads, for second look?
Those who stand erect in patriotic pride
Forgetful that it was not they who died?
When dread sweeps over the world
Bleak as a wind in the night
As I lay me down to sleep
I pray for young souls who now lay dead
And pray for souls that trudge the night
And all the brave who fight the fight
Now I lay me down to sleep
And last I pray for those who weep...



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Words from the Oracle

We are in our fall before the season comes
Misting eyes and dropping a dandy heart
A sullen silence around the bee hive hums
History has no center left, facts fall apart

I have nothing left for honey but my words
Listening cleanse the eyes to see forever
Soon the sky flocks with all departing birds
Old bonds are unbroken, new loves sever

But to come again in heat and passion and lie
Cradled against the unknown of life's tomorrows
So summer goes, and sweet flowers will die
To bloom again as carpet for graves of sorrows.

Soon gold will fall from trees in a gray misty shroud
And all that was green will be brown and dim
And wild grass will bow where the land was ploughed
And wind will tap on its trumpet life's requiem


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As I lay myself to sleep

As I lay myself to sleep in the dusk of my heart The sky still shines bright Luna streams through the blinds Its porcelain glow reflects honey in these almond eyes ....and I think of him a gentle descent on my pillow-case golden firefly's radiance cascading upon rosy silk satin face A frozen star melting in the silence of my arms lavenders' kiss embracing unworthy lips But when the night is over like an autumn leaf in early breeze He is carried away....far far away Far too gone, to utter words I so wanted to say ... and each misty morn tired footsteps mark the path to the old oak tree which witnessed our dream our shared peach ,our holding hands our blissful joy and distant tears There I sit, alone but not in solitude by that grassy stone,which holds his name engraved Secretly,I whisper to his soul Unspoken thoughts I yearned to say 'You are gone..but never gone I might arrive late..yet never too late I feel your absence in my bones like cold air on a rainy day but tomorrow ,somehow,somewhere Our May garden blooms pink blossoms by the promise of today' Ps-This is a fiction poem.. But in reality..Let show love to those who are dear to us today Cause tomorrow who knows If We are to stay??? Inspired by a song-If tomorrow never comes


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I lay my head

I lay my head  upon the softness of its mane
My white charger, no knight for a swain
as I am the gallant rider looking for love.
Riding the green valleys with mountains above,
looking for hope in natures  fertile plain

A dream, a carousel  of  tears  and  pain
With bobbing horses making  a colourful train
Flying above a sure sign of hope, a dove
I lay my head 

Imagination in play as I search in vain
Why from happiness  must I abstain
My empty heart crying out to those above 
Praying each night, please bring me love 
Grabbing a handful of the silky white mane
I lay my head


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As I Lay Down To Sleep

As I Lay Down to Sleep


As I lay down and pray
I think of all the good things that happened today

Not a day goes by that I try to do my best
I want to please the lord above all the rest

Wonder if this is my last night
Morning comes and I will not see the morning light

Could only hope that I did all the right things
Left my family in order before I see my KING

We never know the place or the time
Before our saviour calls us home, could be the last rhyme

Guess its only human to think about death
But oh well have to get some sleep, take a deep breath



Written by:  Debra Falgout
October 2, 2012


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I went out walking to the woods today

I went out walking to the woods today
I saw some canvas cities there
And many empty houses along the way
With yards overgrown or bare
And some building still in a heedless way
I met the paradox of man's dismay.

I went out walking to the woods today
To find the road not taken there
But following fire and cloud turned away
To  wipe my friend's uncomforted tear
And watch the jays and the magpies play
All around our descending disarray.

I went out walking to the woods today
To escape the cities cold despair
But from earth's predicament could not turn away
The sunlight withered gardens everywhere
And there the road not taken made of clay
God with us amidst sins decay.


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Empathy

When in bondage your spirit flies
Your voice a distant, bleeding dove
On the table of my heart lies
The silent shadow of drooped love


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No Tomorrow's

  You know, its been in most fimiliard circles that the saying is...."tomorrow is
not promise to you". Yet 7 day's a week the census of time passes us hour by
hour, minute by (?) you know. The way of creation dictates why so many fimil-
iard people's live with so much sorrow. Do we tell them also that "No Tomorrow's,
no need to expect hope, hope in exceedily better yesterdays that promises a
chance at lease, if you get up-pitty is replace with No Tomorrow's".
You know, its been said by the glamour of religious folk's of scholar, that the mea-
sure success of rules and regulation, help determine how far some churche's bridge
out into the community. But what if the same bridge only pan out to certain people's
with Dollar for dollar faith in a God of wealth and presteige.
  The word of God tells us that the death on a tree is an atonement that reunite be-
lievers unto his Kingdom. That the light brings one from the darkside who's suffering
despair and horrow's. It will give some strength, some the knowledge that heaven is
a better place when the bridge offer's a one way road to all that know the word is my
foundation, in a world that thrive's on, "No Tomorrow's.


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As We Lay You Down to Dreams

Lay your head down,
child close your eyes
enter dreams
wherever they may lye;
of someplace better 
than where you lay
inside your dreams,
for you we pray.
We bow our heads
and from bleeding lips
from oft repeat
we say this:
"Lay down your head
close your eyes without fear.
Child no one can hurt you,
no not here."
So sleep child
and dream of a better day
someplace better than here,
left washed in gray.


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Weeping Willow

I am the weeping willow
Inside your garden green
And I hope that you can hear me
Hear me as I scream
Into your bedroom window 
As you soundly sleep 
To that quiet thumping
Of your heart-beat

And I hope that I am with you 
To make your day feel bright
But I've gone and went so far away
To a place that won't feel right
Until I see your shining face
Shining out into the world 
Shining out to give me sight,
Because it seems so lonely here without you 
But you get me through the night
And into the morning 
Because I think you might, have
Dreamed of me last night
Dreamed I would be coming home 
To hold you close to me.

Now I miss you more than breathing
And I am writing you a song 
To help your patience wait for me 
To help you feel like you belong 
And your inside my long-lost heart.
Inside my long-lost song. 

Because I think you might, have
Dreamed of me, inside your garden green
Dreamed that I would sit and sing
In the right piano key 
To help you through your nights and days
To help you think of me.

Now that I have made it here 
I don't know why I'd ever leave
But then I'll think of how you'll smile 
When you finally see
This plan I have for the two of us 
This plan won't believe

So we'll bring along a camera
To capture of memories, 
To keep them deep inside hearts ,
To keep them in our dreams, 

And I am the weeping willow
As we float downstream
Like something from a movie
Or something from a dream.

I just want you to know that I care
That I think your perfect, 
And you'll see when we get there 
I'll bring that smile through
To see those bright eyes shine 
To see the real you.

I miss you 
And I don't think they understand
How I wish I was a child
And you my mother's hand 

And I am the weeping willow 
Inside your garden green 
That intrudes upon your loneliness
And intrudes upon your dreams

And I hope one day you'll love me 
Like a love I've never seen 
You'll intrude upon this loneliness
And intrude upon my dreams


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