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Sing Electric Wine

Phantoms 
              pass us by 
  as we sip electric wine
Clown - like faces 
    stand out in the darkness
Eyes turn inward to see
    the joyful lava 
  from which we were made
Don't worry at all 
    The stream of life is 
still rolling along 
The best we can do is 
   to go with the flow 
  and realize that our 
hearts will beat in time 
 to the rythms generated 
by the cosmic clock 
   Let joy wash over us
      Sing electric wine 
A sip wll do you good 
    Brillant intoxication 
becomes the order of the day
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Lamoureux Avatar
November 24, 2012 at 10:40 AM
Ver cool, could be a great song. I love the title as well. You even have a unique way of placing your words on the page. The Rythm of you!
St.Cross Avatar
July 11, 2012 at 6:52 PM
‡ I Love That, 'Electric Wine;' Tis Original & Gathers A Few Kudos In Brilliance Itself, My Dear Sweet Matthew * Through & Through Intrigue In Contemporary Classic, Garnished Amid Inspirations * Thank You, For Your Wonderful Visit * Luv, Rachel ‡
Wesley Avatar
July 10, 2012 at 2:42 PM
A sip of cool wine just might do the trick on this hot day and the charge I get must mean it is electric! This has a lovely "other world" tone to it which takes me places I'd love to go. Never heard of Heinrich Heine, will try to find but I take that as a compliment and thank you! Luv, Lizzie
Dietrich Avatar
July 9, 2012 at 9:30 PM
there was some Bradbury story I Sing the Body Electric, something like that? this made me think of that tale. this is wonderful.
Grisetti Avatar
July 9, 2012 at 7:12 PM
Sometimes all we have is our best.
Kendrick Avatar
July 9, 2012 at 5:46 PM
Enjoyed reading your excellent work this eve..I am glad that I chose this one to read today..Going against the flow is the hardest and maybe the best route..It is according to where the flow is headed _heaven or_hell..Thanks for stopping by, reading, and taking time to comment on my work..Sara
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