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School was out for the summer,
and the summer heat was beaming.
The children were playing, getting wet
and cool by the blasting fire hydrants.
Even in a thriving metropolis such as Chicago,
'The innocence' was dropping like rain on the pavement
in the summer of 70.
In spite of a few negative experiences in The Windy City,
it's hard to compete with The Brookfield Zoo, The Museum
of Science and Industry, or The Buckingham Fountain.
All things being equal, from my perspective, the atmosphere was innocent and tame.
Perhaps it was me, 'walking on cloud 9' or 'hooked on a feeling'. Or was it both, because I had just met a girl in the summer of '70
who swept me off my feet? That explains why I was on a cloud?
It must have been in July of '70 when I first met her
and on June 17, 1972, we said, "I do". I tell you,
those two words still ring strong and true, as we
anticipate celebrating 50 years of marriage
in the summer 0f 2022.
041322PS
My heart pounds harder than a door step full of Jehovah witnesses who are overly eager to spread their word. My surveillance of my surroundings are laser sharp. My observation is in constant rotation skimming from side to side like a CCTV camera when trying to decipher what belongs and what doesn't. I am a free thinker but at the same time I know not to let my inner thoughts get away from me because not all will relate to my way of thinking. I'm not crazy I'm just curious. I know there's 3 sides to every story, my side, your side & the truth. If the Devil is a so-called lie than why do we fear his foundation of truth? Why is it that we use the devil's role as our excuse of reasoning when we ourselves do wrong or stray from our destined path in life? If we as a whole choose to make him the topic of discussion by placing him within our conversations when amongst each other than does that mean God is nothing more than gossip? Why is it that we pick one to blame yet choose the other to believe? In reality if I put all my time & faith strictly into that of God then what am I leaving myself to invest in towards my belief of self? It's not selfish thinking on my part but in reality a logical train of thought laced with curiosity & wonder fueled further with questions due to lack of proof beyond words alone which are shared from one to the next. I'm not stuck in the middle caught up between Angel's & Demon's fighting on opposite shoulders, I'm the puppet master hidden in the shadows pulling the strings creating the controversy that unfolds between them. I'm your rollercoaster of emotions from the pain you feel when you're heartbroken to the ecstacy you feel when you're in love & riding on cloud 9. I'm am the bad that comes with the good, the doubt that strays from belief. While on this journey of life I either make a way in my navigation through it or I sit stuck in place & make an excuse to why there isn't one. I am God, God is me.
TEARDROPS TURN INTO SONG
I can’t stop thinking about you
While my guitar gently weeps
To turn teardrops into songs new
I keep for you on my quivering lips.
While my guitar gently weeps
Looking for my life behind the locked door,
I keep for you on my quivering lips
The touch of my vibrant passion you’d adore.
Looking for my life behind the locked door
This is love is all I find, I want to tell you
The touch of my vibrant passion you’d adore,
You’d be on cloud 9, you’ve no clue.
This is love is all I find, I want to tell you
I’m tired, don’t let me wait too long,
You’d be on cloud 9, you’ve no clue
Your love is forever, gives melody to my song.
I’m tired, don’t let me wait too long
To turn teardrops into songs new,
Your love is forever, gives melody to my song:
‘I can’t stop thinking about you’.
April 22, 2018.
Song titles of George Harrison used :
Behind the locked door
Can't stop thinking about you
Cloud 9
Don't let me wait too long
I want to tell you
Looking for my life
This is love
Your love is forever
While my guitar gently weeps
Teardrops
Hostile offish right on cloud 9 luke warm listen close
Fielders choice milestones deeper still mindzones
Secret reveals the Truth more
Lies distant themselves from God'[s Throne
Flower gold what spells a watchman match wan degress full grown
Goodmen die for want for riches slowly it hits home
Beakers like life spans speak more of hotzones
Corruption overcame its own past holds
Decided discipline located lost Tomes
Prayer Meditation Night fasts waiting to see if Allah comes home
Supplication hear the crys of the Poor so you can hear God speak
It's only accendiation that releases a soul from this dark world
\Wo men spells Woman keep the E silent but dont ignore his calls Soap
Redirect misprint inform the Public of care phones
Careful but not overconfident unmet expectations remind us of White Stars and Blue Globes
Cleverness trickery deception realization that Heaven is never basis of past experiences
Fierceness crulety fluid motion knights Hope
Landing gear drop zones coordinates A Child's Hope
Average prominent excells a false Hope
Compelled weeknesses opened a vase glass blown
Blayze Chisel the space in between Time and the space of here and now
It's All about Glassglow
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John walked out the front door.
The screen slammed behind him.
It was very loud in the stillness of the day.
The man looked out at his land before him.
It was his father's land,
and his father's, and his father's land...
Traditions held for generations,
never broken, deemed unbreakable,
by wind, or storm.
Often on his knees in the night, to bring the rain.
Often under his breath, a word to his maker.
Yet this day, he was quiet.
He was one with everything, like the very air...
waiting to be filled with life, and only smelling of death.
The paper in his hand...
clutched in a grip of iron,
was a notice by the government.
"Kill all but five percent of your herd." and it continued...
"We will pay you to starve the rest of the world,
sit back and be glad you are not among those,
that will die of empty bellies."
Followed by the last line... "You are safe."
His fist turning white,
the blood forced from his hand,
by the tight grip he held,
in a personal effort
to strangle the words of evil
The man would not do it.
He would not kill one cow ahead.
He would not kill one cow behind.
The system, the shoppers on cloud 9
that demand compliance,
will need to send the rain,
of fire, as the man had tired...
of going along.
never again...
finally you can let go
no more pain
no more sorrow
no more suffering
not for you
it is your time
you can’t live your life in regret
you can’t give up your will to fight
when you feel like all the hope you had just disappeared
you gotta struggle to make it to the light
it’s on the other side, just beyond the darkness
just beyond the last bitter goodbye
it awaits you just beyond the very last tear you cry
death is just a part of life
this will be the last time she will ever have to go through the pain
this will be the last time she will ever have to stick that needle in her veins
never again will she have to hear her son ask why as she turns and walks away
wondering if this will be the last time she will ever get to see his face
for the very last time
she doesn’t have to keep fighting to survive
no more praying for her wings to grow one day so she can learn to fly
for the very last time he can tell himself this what i’m here to find
had to find a reason to stay alive
this is cloud 9 redefined
he spent his whole his god damn life
looking for something that didn’t exist
when he lived and breathed for the poison he crave
how can you ever find true happiness
nothin mattered in the world but the drug
and he lost all hope he would ever be free
he was ready just to end it on that night until a friend called and needed a G
then it happened in the blink of an eye, when he walked through that hotel door
he was looking for a quick fix just like her and that night turned into 4
four days and nights they spent in love as they both hit one more time
they were both found dead in each others arms overdose up on cloud 9
The premise behind this poem, What does cloud 9 mean?
A state of bliss, elation or happiness
cloud nine (uncountable) (idiomatic) Often in the phrase on cloud nine: a state of bliss, elation or happiness. quotations ? He was on cloud nine for days after she agreed to marry him.
I wonder whats on cloud nine
I wonder what its like up on cloud nine,
Would the weather up there be fine,
Would the storm in my head clear,
Would it free me of all my anxiety and fear,
I wonder what it would be like up on cloud nine,
Would it just cross over country borderlines,
Or would it take me up into the sky,
Would it take me to a city in clouds up high
A city ive only ever imagine in your minds eye,
A place of peace a place where life is beautified
That's free of impurities and the evils of our world,
A place I could only dream of, I guess it is a Dreamworld,
Oh how I wonder what it would be like on cloud nine
Would the weather up there be fine,
Would the storm in my head clear,
Would it free me of all my anxiety and fear,