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You are the reason my heart is beating
to this rhythm of joy
It's just a revelation, a inspiration
breathing into the night,
It's spiritual
Such a miracle
You'll remember this forever, without a doubt
Oh darling
Is this the only reason for my heart's beating?
Is this the passion that lasts, everlasting?
Is love the real magic beneath this feeling?
I'm ecstatic - elated - euphoric... energetic!
Is this real?
You are the feeling that is completing me
delighting me, inspiring me
If it looks like I'm crying, remember I'm trying
to give you the best of my heart,
the joy, the passion, the music and dance
breathing to the the joy, the feeling, the thunder
this romance is beyond my own expressing
Oh darling
Is this the only reason for my heart's beating?
Is this the passion that lasts, everlasting?
Is love the real magic beneath this feeling?
I'm ecstatic - elated - euphoric... energetic!
Is this real?
I've been learning - I'm burning
for the wonder of your kiss, the embrace
that still feels like it can erase every fear,
the wonder of a feeling that lingers in my spirit
Oh honey
Is this the only reason for my heart's beating?
Is this the passion that lasts, everlasting?
Is love the real magic beneath this feeling?
I'm ecstatic - elated - euphoric... energetic!
Is this real?
Is it real? It's just feeling so real
Is this the only reason for my heart's beating?
Is this the passion that lasts, everlasting?
Is love the real magic beneath this feeling?
I'm ecstatic - elated - euphoric... energetic!
Is this real?
This is the real thing, the miracle, the chance
to make those memories, so beautiful, like a dance
with forever, forever, always your embrace - finally
there is a way to say - You're my heart's greatest grace
You're the feeling that will last - You're my better half
What's Love Got to Do with It - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: John Anderson
May 29, 2023
Behind a Round Table:
This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES...
VERSE 1:
I'm a witness,...you're an audience,
Yes,...Christ and the church,
Abide to list of ineptness,
Meet a criteria of creche,
A lioness gifted with new furs from gold,
Love in their abode,
Chorus:
"come in to your breeding home",
Oceans we take sight,...greener pastures we stroll along,
How can I taste your sweetness?
When will I have you as a fuel in my lamp?
I guess writing your feelings in my heart,
Chorus:
"come in to your breeding home",
Oceans we take sight,...greener pastures we stroll along,
How can I taste your sweetness?
When will I have you as a fuel in my lamp?
I guess writing your feelings in my heart,
VERSE 2:
Attractive and benevolent flower in the botany of a gardener,
It is purchased for a purpose;
providing rich scents,prestige and endeavors,
Beak of falcons wish to feed upon,
Doves and sparrows like it's leaves,
But they work in vain,
News about you and I is heard in the East,
Those from west come to view the feast,
From North comes Kings and Queens,
"Very adulterated with endearment",
That's the voice of the southern prominent, .
Three things attributed by love;hardworking,dedication and focus,
The head of one man carries the goals of perversion,
Joy and peace;they are the son and daughter of couples,
"Open your heart,...I.want to hide myself in there",
The man said,
Incredibly the voice of the woman toned,
Chorus:
"come in to your breeding home",
Oceans we take sight,...greener pastures we stroll along,
How can I taste your sweetness?
When will I have you as a fuel in my lamp?
I guess writing your feelings in my heart,
Chorus:
"come in to your breeding home",
Oceans we take sight,...greener pastures we stroll along,
How can I taste your sweetness?
When will I have you as a fuel in my lamp?
I guess writing your feelings in my heart,
Outro:
This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES....
Matrimonial seal our consolidation with angelic visitation,
Heaven then hails our glory with hope and laughter,
Day and night concludes our sojourn on the surface of greatness,
That's when death workouts its part with loneliness and weariness,
Feeding the belly of graves with our rotten vessel,
Afro Beats pulse through my veins/
Deep House vibrations as Dj Vertigo X manipulates the house vinyl/
The booth is alive/High-end sequences intertwine, complex melodies wrapping around me/
Jazz Hip Hop can you hear it? Waiting for the breakdown/ Do you feel It/
The echoes of Pete Rock and DJ Krush are in the air, a dance house of history, Bling to Swing, a playful soundtrack creaking in my ear/
Downtempo grooves guide our feet, Drums thumping, bumping/
Upright bass grounding our soul/
Melodic piano loops drifting, Chords and chromatic notes shifting/
Herbie Hancock to D’Angelo, From Prince’s Crown funk to our very own, Soulful loops, Jazzy Keys, Miss Anderson wants to sing if you please/
Tempos shifting, HI/high/treble/Top/ 85 BPM, 104 BPM, feel that ebb and flow, man, the sumptuously smooth journey unfolds/
Afro Beats and Deep House collide/
listen, baby, I ain’t talkin no playboy jive/
SWEET HEART
Looks
welcome.
Voice declines.
Too hard to express love.
Harder to leave or walk away.
Expectation on life-long unison.
No grief even to embrace death.
Sweet Heart!
Dear!
1-2-4-6-8-10-8-2-1 syllable count
06/10/17
New Form The Bell Contest by john Anderson
“Tall Poppies, Cactus Flowers and a Girl Not Called Betty”
All the Flamingos were called Betty
on a crowded beach somewhere
Well heeled stuck in the quick sands of time
heads held high
like
Tall poppies
waving, long stemmed
they are
tightly furled pale pink peonies
and thorny cactus flowers
the softer velvet petalled man eating flowers
silently watch on
humming tunes
wetting their long musk scented tongues
to catch buzzing bees
and bragging blue bottled stinging horse flies
snapdragons wrapped up in faux violent
violet erroneous blue disguise
languidly caress memories
where the deeper shade of lurid fuchsia
open their moistened crowns
sweet honey traps
dripping with potential
unfurl their arms
seductively
reaching out
strung on legs that travel
all the way up a nowhere road
consider stopping for a while
shedding petalled layers
amusement winks
silkily bending over in the breeze
the feline tiger lily
looks aroused
while the glowing dandelion
a will-o'-the-wisp, walks on water
across the green laureate laurels and
through the pristine poetry blooms
blowing away
the dark dreary clouds
to touch your shores
where you sit smiling naked and salty
toes dangling for sharks
off some shady pontoon
casting the fishing line
into the ponderous light
dreaming
of the long held dance
somewhere untouched
under Blue Sky
Summer's dreaming
reeling Winter back into Spring
Romancing
he rolls his eyes
she grins
(LadyLabyrinth / 2021)
"Watermelon Sugar" / Harry Styles
https://youtu.be/7-x3uD5z1bQ
"Well I had a dream and in it I went to a little town
And all the girls in town were named Betty.
And they were singing: ..."
dance?
"Smoke Rings" / Laurie Anderson
https://youtu.be/Pdoj-w8xn1g
LYRICS / https://genius.com/Laurie-anderson-smoke-rings-lyrics
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Will-o%27-the-wisp
By any river, all the waterfalls,
Every scene of life, we toast the stars.
we run and we sing, with passion in heart
Just like Kurt's guitar: broken apart.
Shrinking the world, borders go away
In this fantasy, we'd better stay.
Mind strong words, that set us free
Freedom is key, for you and for me.
Life is a movie by Wes Anderson;
Absurd yet superb, Don't leave it unshown.
Across ups and downs, we'll face any risk
When yearning is guide, we pass them brisk.
Don't escape from dark day of roaming
Let's go through the endless gloaming.
Youth is a fire, that burns the fear,
It's not so easy, but deem it dear.
give your restless hand, let's tango in sync,
With the "sweet life", we drown and think.
Listen to Horace and seize every day,
In our tough journey; we'll find every way.
Oh, let us defy... death's cold embrace
And let our dreams; soaring in space.
In time's symphony, for morrow's bright,
The moon and the sun, lead us through night.
Together we'll seek a purpose untold,
Find the meaning of the boulder we hold.
For life is a song, a chord to play.
Tune with it but, forget to obey.
ILLUSION:
The focality of planned visual aspect,
Always birth illusionary conclusion,
Because attractive package conceals an abject;
Wretchedness nicely hidden behind perfection,
Deep down the heart is full of sadness.
But a cheerful face is being expressed through discretion,
Intended to cover a state of affairs and it's subject,
So he don't pass away with regard to stigmatization.
He's really fighting to be self-motivated,
As he's locked up in a room of self-debasement.
Spectators are premising on merely observed facet,
By drawing down curtains based on perspective analysis,
With regard to optical illusion and a mindset.
And just because He steps out with confidence,
His defect is far from nakedness.
But meanwhile, he's batting psychological unwellness.
No more does he have anyone trusted to tell his story,
So he keeps himself hooked to the mirror of his own feeling.
Those he trusted kept discarding his glory,
Solely by publicly washing his filthy linen;
Afterwards adorned him with shame,
And also tagged him with a bad name.
It was left for them to crucify him as their ballgame.
But now wisdom is teaching him to dusguise his aim,
In order not to have himself once again blamed.
@ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES
I fly on wing of song.
Twenty-three miles out of Atlanta
soaring like an eagle traveling from DC
thirty-six thousand miles high
Fly, fly away
Through the blue hues of morning
white fluffiness lie below towards earth
puffy white and gray cotton-like softness
gently moving on windsong
feeling like a Welsh princess
watching o’er her universe.
I see the world through a rectangle
looking out over the airplane’s wing
reaching outward and upward.
Soaring like hope
Moving like faith
Solid span of charity
Humming motor onward bound joyful sound
A higher plane than I have found;
Lord, plant my feet on higher ground
wind under my winged sails
I’m pressing on the upward way.
Arrows painted on wingspan
pointing left as we travel right
viewing “safety line attach point”
feeling secure way up here
three flapjacks adjusting the wind flow
reminding of Father, Son and Holy Spirit
pouring through keeping my soul.
Upward outward incline
continuous motion held by metal strength
while thin white clouds pass by.
Heaven’s sky still far far away
no matter how far up one gets God is farther still
beyond the blue somewhere higher.
Sitting assured as my mind presses on—
landing soon will come
back to earth world
where I belong.
@2011 – Evelyn Pearl Carpenter Anderson
Where is the poetry in me?
Gone! I fear it is gone-
The release of each new meter
Hidden as a new fawn
Where is the rhythm of my soul?
Where is the key to being?
Dear Lord, it is within Your love
What is it I’m fleeing?
You, Lord, are the orchestra,
You, Lord, are directing;
You, Lord, are the writer of verse
I, Lord, am reflecting
Ah! The verse lies deep within me,
Struggling I pull; I’m wrought
To find heart-mind-soul assonance
Vibrating with my thoughts
Unlike the fawn, I do not hide
Rather I seek to learn,
Guide me Lord as I seek rhythm
In my soul where I yearn
-Evelyn Pearl Anderson
This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES...
VERSE 1:
Then time na me mind dey for you,
But your action really pissed me off.
If only you go dey gee,
Me go reconsider then give you some oil pan your head.
I go put ring pan your finger,
Then walk you on the isle.
And I go shower you with true love,
Everyone go see,
That be when you go understand how life dey,
Chorus:
Ebi like sey you dey take me for granted.
I just talanku from the onset.
If you know,
You know,
Eno bi now sef.
You dey act like you be wise... CONCERT.
Chorus:
Ebi like sey you dey take me for granted.
I just talanku from the onset.
If you know,
You know,
Eno bi now sef.
You dey act like you be wise... CONCERT.
VERSE 2:
Try me then see,
Soothness will I ever serve you if you become my queen.
And that go make our union strong and free.
so far as the stars blink,
Our night no go wax cold...
What do you think,.?
As far as the journey will set on a good road.
Chorus:
Ebi like sey you dey take me for granted.
I just talanku from the onset.
If you know,
You know,
Eno bi now sef.
You dey act like you be wise... CONCERT.
VERSE 3:
To me ego bi a dream come true.
Whereas a miraculous testament for you.
Of which you know go fi imagine sef.
People go figure sey you cast upon me a spell.
Since I go treat your entirity so well.
And every mouth go testify of fineness.
GIive room to My love light make I diminish darkness,
Chorus:
Ebi like sey you dey take me for granted.
I just talanku from the onset.
If you know,
You know,
Eno bi now sef.
You dey act like you be wise... CONCERT.
This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES...