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Premium Member Something You Left Behind

I found something of yours you left behind:
Something I did not expect to find.
The sudden surge of memories
Shocked me so hard I couldn't breathe—
It almost knocked me to my knees.
My whole world came undone. 

I found something of yours you left behind:
Something that you wore when you were mine.
You wore it with your wedding gown,
Like a tiara or a crown.
It turned my world all upside down.
You always were “the one”.

I found something of yours you left behind:
Something that my love for you enshrined.
I found it hidden from the light,
That thing you used to wear at night.
That came down when I held you tight,
Back when we were one.

I found something of yours you left behind,
Something that I never wished to find—
'Cause there's no going back, you see,
To times when you were here with me.
You left a painful void in me;
But still life must go on.

I think of what you left behind
And then it came to me:
The saddest thing you left behind
Turned out to be me.

(Chorus )
I thought I'd gotten over you;
But I was wrong, you see.
You don't get over love that's true,
Nor what was meant to be.
Form: Lyric

Premium Member This Kind of Love

This kind of love doesn't fall from the sky
This kind of love wouldn't end with goodbye
This kind of love leaves you dizzy at times
This kind of love never needs to wonder why

You can always tell how good love should be
Everywhere you look it becomes what you see
Love becomes moments you will say to yourself
You wouldn't share your life with anyone else

This kind of love didn't come with script
This kind of love isn't floating adrift
This kind of love you just can't put down
This kind of love keeps on going around 

Say you'll be here for each one of our times
When bridges break off at the end of our lines
If things go wrong and days turn into nights
I will be here to ensure everything goes right

This kind of love will set the example
This kind of love more than simply ample
This kind of love building upon itself
This kind of love in sickness and health
© ... Gigno  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

You Touched My Heart

Oh how sweet and beautiful are the words
that you say to me, they stick to my soul
like honey to a bee.  They move me,
they soothe me, they let me live, for
it is you that I need and my heart
I will give.

You touched me like I never have
felt before, you start my heart breathing
so fast until I can hardly let go.
I feel your words like sand on a beach
they are still in my head and will never
decease.  Your words are so brand
new and alive, for they are the only
thing that is helping me to survive.

You touched my heart like no other I have
known, the way in which you love me
I wil never do you no harm.  Your words
is like an ocean running free, all I want
them to do is pour all over me.

You touched my heart like a child playing
with a toy, he love it so much because
it brings him so much joy. That is how 
you touch my heart, giving and bringing
me so much joy, it makes me feel like
a child with his new toy.

You touched my heart every day of my
life, that is why I do not care about all
the sacrifice. I wil do everything to make
you happy just as long as I know I am
the apple of your eye and that you will
do or say nothing to make me
cry.

You touched my heart from this day
forward, there can never be another
you because you are what I need and
it is me for you and you for me that
is the only way it is going to be.
you touched my heart.


Premium Member I Don'T Love You Anymore

It happened one day
I never saw it coming
Oh maybe I did but I hid behind a numbing

I was wondering why she’d stayed home that day
With her busy schedule she should have been away
She sat down beside me at the table
Smiled and said let’s talk if you’re able

When I heard her words, I broke down and cried
That way she looked at me, my whole world just died
I don’t love you anymore
I don’t love you anymore…

I didn't think I'd ever feel the same again
Then a friend said don't look back, looking forward’s the way to mend
In two years you won't believe how your life will evolve
At the time I couldn’t see what that would involve

Cause when I heard her words, I just broke down and cried
That way she looked at me, my whole world just died
I don’t love you anymore
I don’t love you anymore…

The advice held the truth that I couldn’t see
In the end I think both of us were really set free
It’s been three years now since I heard those words
My life is on track and no longer blurred

Because with time all things change
With positive thoughts you can really exchange
I'm back in a place where I thank God every day
For he's blessed me I know in so many ways

When I heard those words, I broke down and cried
That way she looked at me, my whole world just died
I don’t love you anymore
I don’t love you anymore…

Well… you know, I still love you and more..
But I love my new life that you gave me that day
And I’ll always remember what together we made
What together we made…

Some have asked about how song turned out. Check for on itunes under my name Shawn Sackman. Thanks.
Form: Lyric

Premium Member I'M Satified

Your touch, satisfies my soul
One look from you and I feel whole
And I've had more love than I could ever live
And gotten so much more than I could ever give
And if I never see
Another sunrise
That's ok, cause I'm satisfied.
.
If I never hear your voice even one more time
I've gotten more than I deserve 
It didn't cost a single dime
That's ok, cause I'm satisfied
It's still a win because you simply let me in
If I never see your smiling face again 
That's ok, cause I'm satisfied
.
I've had more love in life than most folks have ever known
And I've sure lost some along the way 
and I've reaped every good or bad seed that I've sown
And as long as I'm with you 
That's  ok, ok, 
cause I'm satisfied
.
One touch from you
I know it's true
One look is all it takes
And my sky is blue 
But if I never felt your touch again 
I'd still be ok
Cause I'm satisfied . . .
With you
You've given what no one else would ever give
You gave me all of you
And I know it's true
.
And if I don't take another breath today
That's ok, cause I'm satisfied
With you
Form: Lyric

I Know I Can Be a Bad Man

Yeah I know I can be a bad man
But I just want people to understand
I do what I must, I do only what one can

I think about life, I think about my everyday strifes
I know I love you girl you the mama of my children
You already like my wife
I know I have cheated from time to time 
but you the only one who I sleep with at the end of another long night

Yeah I know I can be a bad man
But I just want people to understand
I do what I must, I do only what one can

I know I like to drink yet it feels like I love that alcohol
This liqour and beer is my number one downfall
If it werent so then the crazy *****in my life now I would have never saw
I would have never ended up sitting in prison for breaking the law

Yeah I know I can be a bad man
But I just want people to understand
I do what I must, I do only what one can

It's alright now though because Im back in school
I know I struggle at times but Im reframing from being another lost fool
I know it bull-*****even though many youngsters think that *****is cool
But they don't know if they been where I been and still want to do what I do
Form: Concrete


The Barmaid and the Pedlar

There's an old English song called  All Jolly Fellows That Follow The PLow.  The tune works fine as is for the chorus and with the verses if the tune for the 3rd and 4th lines is repeated for th 5th and 6th. Well, it works for me but my singing has never been much hindered by tunes.



It was after that big game one long gone September,
the score line was one I’d like not to remember,
in a small Richmond pub not too far from the ground,
we all settled down with our sorrows to drown.
We were well on the way, as were most of the crowd,
when in came a young pedlar a shouting out loud.

Sausages, sold by the yard or the pound!
Get a fresh sausage, the best to be found!
It’ll make your wife happy of that there’s no doubt,
with her very own snag she won’t need to dine out.

Cried the barmaid, “How many do I get to a yard?”
“Madam, four if they’re soft or three if they’re hard”
She felt for the soft ones, she wanted a lot,
but the more that she squeezed em the harder they got.
She found not a sausage was e’en a bit soft
so she told the young pedlar to go get far offed 

Sausages, sold by the yard or the pound!
Get a fresh sausage, the best to be found!
It’ll make your wife happy of that there’s no doubt,
with her very own snag she won’t need to dine out.

Said the pedlar, “Why madam no need to be rude.
And in fact what you told me was verging on crude
But you don’t look so bad for a foul mouthed old sow
so step on outside, if you like, with me now.
If you play your cards right I might squeeze your left breast.
If I find I like that I might squeeze all the rest.”

Sausages, sold by the yard or the pound!
Get a fresh sausage, the best to be found!
It’ll make your wife happy of that there’s no doubt,
with her very own snag she won’t need to dine out.

Said the barmaid to pedlar, “You are a right jerk,
I’m a barmaid and never do mission’ry work.
But if you're near to the shops and you buy me some eggs,
I might squeeze that there pimple you’ve got ‘tween your legs.”
Then she said something that made the whole crowd guffaw,
“And will you stop off at home and please check the back door?”

“
Sausages, sold by the yard or the pound!
Get a fresh sausage, the best to be found!
It’ll make your wife happy of that there’s no doubt,
with her very own snag she won’t need to dine out.



For Cyndi MacMillan's pub song contest
© Red Omara  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Ballad

My Love My Wife

My Love my wife my life
Lie in my arms
and rest your head
on my chest
listen to my heartbeat
to the song that I sing
my song a river of life
that flows out to you....

The loveliest of all women
you are my out-flowing
my out-pouring
my well my spring
and in you
my thirst is all quenched
for when you speak
its all sweet melody
A gold bowl full of incense
And in our moments
your fragrance fills the room
Dropping sweetness
Like a honeycomb

You are a living epistle
A book written only for me
to read and understand
and behold you
in your purest form
Wrapped with light
as with a wedding gown
Dressed up in sunshine
your beauty overwhelms me
For yours is all goodness
and truly yours is an outraying
of all the good things in life 

Page by page
and line upon line
Mysteries are unravelled
And secrets unveiled
As we behold each other
both naked and unashamed
bone of my bone
and flesh of my flesh
My love my wife my life
Form:

Real Men Don'T Cheat On Their Women

God simply made man and woman
to be together for the rest of their lives...
it's a blessing this heedless world
has not fully known;
and it's so rare nowdays
to see two people in love,
and promise each other to be faithful!
Is that all so impossible?

Real men don't cheat on their women,
real men give their whole hearts full of gold
to those who really love them;
I've come to know a good man
who did just that for his woman,
and he still loves her although she's old!

Unfaithful men, would you rather have
an unhappy home or feel a joy
as sublime as the sunrise in glory?
Untrustworthy men, give up what you crave;
you can be the strongest man on earth,
and still can't stop the tears gathered inside!

Real men don't cheat on their women,
real men adore and cherish them 'till they're gone;
to be beside them and share a lovely dream,   
to console and encourage them when they're weak!
Form: Ballad

It Looks Like Love To Me

You smile
You ask
No easy task
To put it into words
I look
And see 
Then say, it looks like love …to me

It’s that blanket on a winter night
You wrap around me oh so tight
The way you want to make things right
Honey, it just has to be, 
It looks like love…to me

You laugh
You say
There’s no other way
To be just who you are
I smile
Happily
Then say, it looks like love …to me

It’s the way you take me in your hold
You never let our love grow old
There’s not one doubt, for me I’m sold
Honey, it just has to be, 
It looks like love…to me

If love was ever one person
Then babe it would you
There is no other word for this
That’s why our love holds true

You look
Then smile
All the while
You never look away
My eyes
They see
It looks like love… to me

Yeah, honey
It looks like love… to me

The Lady Flies From the Ocean To Return a River

In her slippery salmon swim
    And red streaked Crawdads chute
    Into her eddying pools
    To stare at her from beneath rocks.
    Whitewater rapids challenge men
    To stand against her torrential frame
    And face her, screaming out in pain
    Torturous centuries of ecstatic rain
    To be her solitary stone
    To stand against her all alone
    A true man to soften her cold soul.
    And who’ll be her Reigning Lord
    Echo her insanity
    To lover her shade and slippery slopes
    Crevices’ waiting, sharp inclines.
    Once a current in the sea
    So filled with green and mystery
    To her a man did rarely come
    Then, pulled up by curious shapes
    Like lambs, in white puffs she flew
    And traced her shadow cross the land
    Till the puffs released her soul
    In little flakes, gentle and slow
    For a time entombed in frozen snow.

    There men saw her as a sprite
    Reflected in her cage of white
    Men chased her form of watery light
    In dreams that came hard in the night
    Her body lucid, long and lean
    A cold corpse, frozen to the earth
    Blue hair, bent arm, frozen knee
    The sun took pity, broke the back
    Of the ice block and set her free
    So through high mountains, cliffs
    And rocks she trickled
    In a gathering streams, in rivulets
    Of tears, mouths open
    Her bosomed skin slipped as ice
    Pain built up the rage within
    And sorrow brought it to the light.
    Green – the color of fast and deep
    White – the foam that came in waves
    Along the long and joyous vein
    She spreads her long body
    Knee bent, her heavy breasts pinned
    Blasted, rippled by the wind
    She’s touched only by old earth’s hand
    Its gravity like a naked man
    Basking in her pools
    Her faces and belly ghosting him, a mirror.

    Watch her through the thickening trees
    Her body sliding toward the sea
    A torturous rape, a rapid ride
    For all who’ve hung upon her side
    Hearts pound, as she shrieks and sighs
    With each down stroke a demon dies
    Within the man who’s bourn the pain
    Endured her crushing fingers round
    Who’s felt the pound of her breasts soft
    Been beaten by her to the blood
    And awaits for centuries her cold flood.

Your Presence

Your presence I feel oh so near, it help me to relieve 
some of my fears of all my everyday cares, I feel your
presence eveywhere.  Whenever I walk down the street,
I can feel the patter of your feet.  I can feel you walking
next to me telling tales of what I mean to you and thinking
about all the things we used to do.

Your presence is so close, it's as if I can smell your fragrance
right under my nose.  I am thinking of your smiling face all
next to mines, telling me how you will love me until the
end of time.  Your presence is oh so strong and as I travel
throughout this day it lingers on.  When I decide to stop and
dine, it's as though I feel your hand right next to mines.  

When I sat down to eat, I can see your eyes staring into
mines, and you sitting there sipping on some wine.
Your presence means so much to me and this is the
way I want it to always be, me feeling you and you
feeling me until forever and eternity.

Burned

It’s six pm
Dinner’s in the oven
Table set for two
One of us, here waiting
But that is nothing new
We agreed to have this evening
You got held up there again
Don’t like the way this’ going
Is this coming to an end

Smoke is rising to the ceiling
It’s now seeping out the doors
Both dinner and I are burning
We can’t take this anymore
The fire in the oven
Is the same that’s in my heart
Too bad you won’t be home tonight
To see we’ve come apart

Damn my waiting and your lies
I really don’t know what to say
Hopefully when you see the house
You’ll know that I too burned away
Because… I always get burned this way

It’s six fifteen
The dinner’s still burning
Smoke fills the air
I’m ready to run
Cause it seems you don’t care
Supposed to be here at five
It’s now six fifteen
Not a word or a call
Not a text or anything

Damn my waiting and your lies
I really don’t know what to say
Hopefully when you see the house
You’ll know that I too burned away
Because… I always get burned this way

Smoke is rising to the ceiling
It’s now seeping out the doors
Both dinner and I are burning
We can’t take this anymore
The fire in the oven
Is the same that’s in my heart
Too bad you won’t be home tonight
To see we’ve come apart
Form: Lyric

Premium Member Santa's Village Rap

Sant's Village Rap.

It’s too cold up here in Santa’s Village
Where everything’s hand-made and vintage.
There ain’t no natural resources;
Just ice and snow, not even horses.

Got reindeer, y’know.	Ho, ho, ho.

It’s hard to make so many Christmas toys
For all those good l’il girls and boys.
We must import exotic woods, 
Metals, paints, and those plastic goods.

They ain’t cheap, y’know.	Ho, ho, ho.

My elves all want a change of scene.
They’re tired of white; they want some green
They’re threatening to unionize,
If we don’t move to southern skies.

Ho, ho, ho. Froelischer Weinachen! Joyeux Noel! Horoshoe rojdetstvo!  
Ho, ho, ho.

Mrs. Claus joined the picket line,
And with her went my reindeer nine.
Now Rudolph’s even on their side;
So there might not be no Christmas ride!

Ho, ho, ho.  Sretan Bohzich! Feliz navidad! Buon natale’! 
Ho, ho, ho.

I’ll kinda miss those northern lights,
Ice sculptures, snow men, starry nights –
No more invites to no Eskimo meals.
Goodbye polar bears, penguins and seals;

Ho, ho, ho. Vrolijk keerstfeest! Feliz natal! Mmeerrryyy Christmas! Ho, ho, ho!
Form: Lyric

Premium Member Your Eyes Can Wander But Your Heart Cannot - Country Western Song Lyrics

Your eyes can wander
But your heart cannot
And your hands must stay on me

I don’t care
If you can picture her bare
But her lips must stay a mystery

You can dream about another
In unconscious sleep
While lying with me in bed

But make it come true
And I promise you
You’re just gonna end up dead

When you placed upon my finger that diamond ring and exchanged those vows with me
We both made a promise to the other one to forget about past history
But going forward, we both resolved, to do it hand in hand
For me only you and you only me – one woman and one man
And even though you may get bored hav’n the same girl every night
I’m gonna be your wife for the rest of your life and we’ll make it turn out all right

So …

Your eyes can wander
But your heart cannot
And your hands must stay on me

I don’t care
If you can picture her bare
But her lips must stay a mystery

You can dream about another
In unconscious sleep
While lying with me in bed

But make it come true
And I promise you
You’re just gonna end up dead
© Joe Flach  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

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