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CHANCE SUMMER

[Verse 1]
She was seventeen, wild and free
Barefoot dancing by the sea
Golden hair and sun-kissed skin
The kind of girl that draws you in

He was just a Georgia boy
With a six-string and a heart full of noise
They met where the tide rolls in
Two strangers chasing the wind

[Pre-Chorus]
A weekend flame, a whispered name
No plans to stay, no one to blame

[Chorus]
But love don’t ask for reasons
It don’t care about the time
A kiss beneath that August sky
Would echo down the line
What started as a fleeting spark
Lit a fire they never knew
And from that chance summer
I came into view

[Verse 2]
Years rolled by like crashing waves
They lived their lives in separate states
Mom raised me with a quiet grace
But I saw him when I looked in my face

Then one day, the past called back
A message lost in an old backpack
He stood there with tears in his eyes
Said, “Son, I almost missed my life”

[Pre-Chorus 2]
He took my hand, she took his too
And said, “We made the best of you”

[Chorus]
'Cause love don’t follow logic
It don’t always need a plan
Sometimes fate and ocean air
Create a bigger man
A moment turned to legacy
That neither one outgrew
From a chance summer
I came into view

[Bridge]
Maybe they were never meant
To last beyond that shore
But some beginnings
Are worth so much more

[Final Chorus – with name line]
No, love don’t need permission
It shows up like a song
And leaves you with a melody
That lingers all life long
They held each other, looked at me
With eyes that somehow knew
That from their chance summer
They gave me the name too

[Outro]
Yeah, from that chance summer…
They named me Chance — and I came into view
© Lyric Man  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Lyric


The Dark Man Cometh.

The Dark Man Cometh. 
Georgia on my mind, rock n roll hell, 


The Dark Man Cometh. 
Can"t you feel the coolness in the breeze 
See that grayness in the light summer sky, 
Have that feeling of slight unease you just 
Can"t put your Sticky finger on . 

The Dark Man Cometh, 
The world is once again receptive 
To 'you've got your troubles'
Troubles ready to escalate . 

Bad Moons are ready to break on through, 
The Doors suddenly have a Credence 
To open wide on an Eve of Destruction. 

There is Thunder on the Mountains 
And no Sympathy for a Devil who 
May be Born in the USA. 

The Shadows of the Night 
Became darker, Back in Black. 

True Colors, Because the Night 
Became Raw Power signifying 
A Bad Dangerous Thriller 
Of a confrontation. 
That could mean an Exodus. 

The world holds its breadth 
As we are drawn Back in the U.S.S.R . 

No one wants a Bullet in the Bible 
Or to be a Soul Survivor. 

Are we Experienced? 

The Dark Man Cometh, 
Let us not Barrack him yet, 
Hey Joe, 'Whatcha Gonna Do About It' 
          


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Premium Member Leo In the Sign of Cancer

 
"LEO in the Sign of Cancer"
 


Leo has entered the sign of Cancer
Swimming through stormy seas
See, C, Si
The Lionheart is my 
Only One True Leader 
Walks with me

Deep Waters
He gives me His Lionheart, Let’s me just, “BE”



(Lovejoy-Burton/April 2018)



For my daughter, Georgia - 
It's a jungle out there baby.
With this guy next to you, always,
you will make it through ALL storms. 
BELIEVE. x


different, but similar.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-bLRYKnobHw
Form: Ode

Premium Member Intermission: Ad Infinitum Lux Vitae

"Intermission: Ad Infinitum Lux Vitae"




Intermission
I wait
You call
I have loved


I wait 
Lux Vitae
I have loved
Through the Storm


Lux Vitae
I have loved, to love You more
Through the Storm
You call, Open Door


I have loved, to love You more
Ad Infinitum
You call, Open Door
I walk with You through the Storm


Ad Infinitum
My Love is always Yours
You walk with me through the Storm
The Waiting Room calls



Intermission


(Lovejoy-Burton/April 2018)
for "my" Georgia, 
who is entirely her own person 









The inspiration for my poem - 
This "Pantoum" is about Birth, Life, Death. There are all sorts of "Waiting Rooms", in this Life and the next. Of course, this is my belief. The reader may interpret Birth, Life and Death distinctly separate from my belief.


Georgia, the 'True' inspiration for your name, below. x


"I decided to start anew, to strip away what I had been taught.”
- Georgia O'Keeffe

"I had to create an equivalent for what I felt about what I was looking at - not copy it. ”
- Georgia O'Keeffe

"I said to myself, I have things in my head that are not like what anyone has taught me - shapes and ideas so near to me - so natural to my way of being and thinking that it hasn't occurred to me to put them down. ”
- Georgia O'Keeffe"

"Marks on paper are free - free speech - press - pictures all go together I suppose. ”
- Georgia O'Keeffe

"To create one's world in any of the arts takes courage. ”
- Georgia O'Keeffe

"Anyone who doesn't feel the crosses simply doesn't get that country.”
- Georgia O'Keeffe






Artwork, Georgia Totto O'Keeffe (November 15, 1887 – March 6, 1986)
“Ram’s Head with Hollyhock”, 1935
https://www.georgiaokeeffe.net/ram-head-with-hollyhock.jsp


Trent Reznor/Atticus Ross
"Technically Missing"
https://youtu.be/EBaa0k1y57w


"Politics is a dirty business. If you are going to 'write' policy, fabrication is not advisable, make sure you have ALL the true facts in front of you and that TRUTH is delivered by whatever means necessary". Quote, Leanne Lovejoy-Burton to daughter, Georgia - April 2018.
Form: Pantoum

When You Ain'T Got Nothin

Chasing my thirst into the
  desert at night,
  Otis Redding was right….
   “You don’t miss the water till the well runs dry”

And marrying the wrong woman
  for the second time,
  Smokey Robinson was right….
   “You better shop around”

Writing my pen empty with the
  same old words,
  Cat Stevens was right….
   “The first cut truly is the deepest”

And living in Macon because
  I thought it was safe,
  Charlie Daniels was right….
    “The devil did come down to Georgia”

Losing my religion only to
  seek God again,
  Robert Plant was right….
   “You can’t buy a stairway to heaven”
  
And when I’m alone and desperate and have 
   nowhere left to turn,
   Bob Dylan was the most righteous of all….
   “When you ain’t got nothin, you got nothin to lose”

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)


Premium Member World War Three

Putin's just started World War Three
  though if anyone had thought to ask me

You could see it coming back in 2008
  when he rolled over Georgia, then sat back to wait

And the world stamped and shouted
  before leaving the poor Georgians to fate

When Putin's little green men invaded Crimea
  six years later, you got the idea

Now part of Russia, Crimeans are glad
  to travel freely to Moscow and Petrograd *

As for Ukraine, Putin's stepped up his game
  invaded with tanks and missiles, fire and flame

What's next are the Baltics and probably Poland
  That's when World War Three will really get rollin'

Meanwhile, China's got Taiwan in her sights
  She's stripped citizens there of all civil rights

To halt the war, what will Biden and Harris do
  Will sanctions save even one life ~ let alone two?



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*Petrograd is the former name of what is now the city
of Stalingrad... Crimeans no longer have to bribe Russian
sentries at border crossings just to enter the country.
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Superstar

"SUPERSTAR"


You’re a diamond
Superstar
wonderful 
dancing barefoot
Godiva
riding bareback
ocean rides

Stand, lift your heart 
up in your hands,
the World’s your everlasting
Shining Shrine
Ultra cool shooting Sunbeam
Zephyr in your own
BLUE SKIES

Daisy Chain resplendent
freedom Queen Bee Crown
LOVE ONE ANOTHER
stand together
Girlfriend, you just
need to dig deep
See what I see in you
BELIEVE
L’il Sista. X
Big Sista.

You’re walking with 
the hidden power
of a magical 
Yellow Brick Road
Red Ruby slippered
Mega Watt Electric
Twisting Tornado
spitting out a 
brand new 
Diamond
Lady Godiva
SUPERSTAR


(Lovejoy-Burton/Jan 2018)
For my daughter, Georgia, given freely, with ALL MY LOVE.



And any other Sista’, needing some balm for her blisters...I couldn't resist ya...



1. "Hey Girl" / Gaga & Florence
https://youtu.be/ZGo1Cstx24I


2.
https://www.huffingtonpost.com/entry/putting-an-end-to-shaming-and-criticizing-other-women_us_587534d0e4b08052400ee69c

Yisheiah and Yessiheria

I shall mould thee
Saidth the board
To be adorned
Forever and ever
Red pigment
Which with
Cement looks like
Clay
I shall mould thee
That ye shall stand
Forever
Throughout eternity
Forever and a day

Georgia an alkal
Fiber mesh
The winds and rain
Stand to ah-test

Wakes and Papahanaumoku
Shall recreate the world
to bring it to anew
Bonus beneath me
The name of earth
Annada the dieti
To have birth
Thin stone veneer stone
A boarded tyveked Cobb
To pompous and arrogant
Like a snob
Kaulu the trickster
To ah-test
Of it's beauty one
Must confess
Each corner
Supports the other
Under a storms
And sun
Each day a new day
We as one
Form: Ballade

Premium Member Snow In the Bible Belt

Serendipitous trippy flakes, when it snows in Georgia;
forecast bleak, cancelled week - not a dent in Minnesota,
but here in the bible belt angels shake their fists
full of gentle flurries. They surround the stately trees
and remind the pines of Christmas past - 
January’s our month to shine. Blizzard? White out?
Banks of snow? of course not! This is the South - we lack plows.
We might hazard a walk down the street, the lovely white coat
of fresh paint under feet, but for yours truly, I need deer’s feet
to climb down and up my hill - balding boots will not do.
Flurries a little fuller, twirling, dancing, romancing. Precious
these times - even a robin’s adorned in an imitation
white mink coat, lilting hallelujahs on this holy morning.

1/16/2022

Premium Member Peach

Ever misty morning light,
Darkest shadows taken flight;
Pale colors casually blent,
Golden blooms, most luscious scent!

Especial, pure and true,
Feel freshness, morning's dew!
Peach tree grove under a hill,
Just at sunrise, hush and still.

And on the horizon, skies of pink;
Into lush fruit the teeth to sink.
And branches are dark and rise above;
Song of bird from limb thereof.

Eagerly begins the march of day,
In the old fashioned way.
Such beauty, how so rare!
Sun sparkles in her hair.

Grove sunrise--sweet Georgia peach,
Like a lady, soft of speech;
And also full of every grace;
Sweet memory's resting place.
Form: Rhyme

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