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It was a very long day
And a long way from home
Country back roads
Skies of chrome
Tiredness kicks in
I need to stop
A house up ahead
I'll stop and knock
The door opens
Pleasantries in greet
Invited inside
Tired and dead beat
The lady of the house
Offers a drink
A small wine I say
As she replies with a wink
We sit and talk
About our pasts
Sad stories
And past laughs
The evening draws
As I my head starts spinning
I feel elated
Is the evening beginning
Music is played
As I drink more wine
Energetic in dance
As I feel mighty fine
We end up dancing
Our hands in places
Lips touching
And not just faces
Slowly my clothes
Start to fall to the floor
My hands on flesh
I've never seen before
Her body so shaped
Even through hazy eyes
She takes my hand
To her glittering prize
Her hands mould
Around me so
My head like a carousel
In spinning mode
I seem to know what I am doing
But unable to stop
Like I'm on top of the world
And never to drop
The feeling of joy
Surrounds my brain
Elements of ecstasy
Like sparkling champagne
Naked and set
My body flows
In body arousal
Our nakedness shows
The kissing gets frantic
As we sigh and groan
On the floor we writhed
In sporadic moan
As I lie there
I recall the lights
My head in confusion
Now I'm out like a light
I'm awakened early
By a knock at the door
The lady of the house
In breakfast chore
I sit there eating
As my body aches
Scratches and marks
Was I in partake
I have no recollection
Of the evening that's past
I can recall driving up
And that's the last
I say my goodbye's
As I thank my host
She winks as I leave
Looking as white as a ghost
I get in my car
And I head of home
Stopping for gas
No more wandering roam
I speak to the attendant
About the house where I stayed
A lady so kind
How at home I was made
He turns to me
As if I had taken a turn
There's been no one there for years
His face showing concern
I stand in momentary shock
As he tells me the news
The marks on my body
And the bluest of bruise
All the way home
I try to recollect
About the previous night
My thoughts can't project
Losing myself to You;
Best thing to ensue
Never could be
A worthy king over myself
Perfect planner of my life
Finest master of my fate
Deception had it I could be
On top of the world
Won many battles on ‘my own way’ arena
Only the winnings left me dilapidated
And time again rose to brush soil off my back
Just to fall back on top of the world
And on my back again
Looking back now ‘top was bottom’
For life in deception led to an abyss dark
Where I couldn’t retrieve my soul on my own hand
Nor light my life with my own words
And the only way ‘bottom top,’
Was to fight and lose in ‘my own way’ arena
Via falling on my knees into your Grace-
The ultimate King, Planner, Master of my life
Losing myself to You;
Best thing to ensue
©GraceM Composition
You're now
at the summit after years
of clawing your way
to the top
of a towering mountain.
With blood and dirt
under your fingernails,
calluses on your hands,
you're on top of the world!
Congratulations, graduate!
You did it!
Now pat yourselves on the back!
This hard-earned success
didn't come easy.
Boy, does it taste oh so sweet!
Nothing feels better!
There's nothing quite like
reaping the rewards
of accomplishment;
a warm soup
to the soul in winter!
Stay motivated.
Keep chasing your dreams.
The flame of inspiration
gradually grows
into an inferno.
Keep feeding that inferno!
Your journey doesn't stop
at the peak of one mountain.
You're still...
t r a v e l i n g
on the road of destiny.
Take time
to savor the moments;
take in the mountain breeze.
You've come this far,
yet you have
many more miles to go!
The journey continues
after graduation.
There are still...
higher peaks to climb,
more to accomplish,
so keep surging ahead,
dear graduate,
keep flying high
with your mighty wings
to reach
even further destinations.
Don't rest on your laurels!
You mustn't stop
educating
and pushing yourself.
Continue
conquering summits;
climb every mountain!
Date written:06/06/2021
I find myself agreeing a lot with Goethe lately…
yes, I think it would be fair
to say I spend as much time on top of the world…
as I do floundering in the depths of despair.
On top of the world at our granddaughter’s 16th birthday party
on the beach with family and friends by her side…
In the depths of despair when I realized
Ann Frank was the same age when she died.
On top of the world knowing my family is safe, secure, happy
and, for the most part, free from oppression and pain…
In the depths of despair when my mind turns to the women of Iraq…and to the people suffering in Ukraine.
On top of the world as I walk my streets in the morning
unafraid…feeling invigorated and free….
In the depths of despair knowing these same streets
aren’t as safe or as free for someone who looks different than me.
On top of the world when I wake up thinking life is wonderful
looking forward to another new day…
In the depths of despair knowing I might not feel the same
If I was a person of color…
a woman…
transgender…
or gay.
On top of the world knowing the framers of our constitution
wrote how we all have these unalienable rights:
to the enjoyment of life
to pursuit of happiness….
to something called liberty
In the depths of despair knowing those same framers and many people today can’t agree on who should be…
or exactly what it means to be free.
These are but a few examples of how one moment I’m on top of the world…living a wonder life…seemingly without a care…
and the next moment when I look around
I find myself in the depths of despair.
It’s here, once again, I turn to Goethe for the hope I so desperately need to keep my outlook improving….
he said: the greatest thing in the world is not so much where we stand…
but in what direction we happen to be moving.
So every day I hope and I pray the world will right itself…
that people will be loving, compassionate and fair…
that no human…at the hands of another human
will flounder in the depths of despair.
That there will come a morning
when everyone in the world wakes up
whatever nations flag is unfurled…
and finds themselves
safe
equal
and free
and can join me…
on top of the world.
I thought I stood on top of the world
But it was only when I fell
That I realized how small I am
Every success feels unearned
And every failure long overdue
Lifelong passions feel like anchors
But I have nothing to replace them with
So I cling to them with the might of Zeus
Hoping to recapture the magic of yesterday
But maybe my brain just isn't what it used to be
When I fill my stomach with junk
And I fill my mind with poison
I feel compressed and mashed
I can see the stairway to Heaven
But do not deserve to walk those stairs
So I march down a highway to Hell
Weighted by a thousand burdens
Collected over years and years
I'm significantly older than when I began
But I'm marginally wiser than I was
And when I look at the clock
The time is the number of the beast
I'm not Bohemian and this isn't a rhapsody
The reality is I'm just a simple man
And in my chest nothing beats
All that is there is a heart-shaped box
Ruined by years of desolation and heartbreak
But still I dream on and walk like an Egyptian
I'm just not sure how much longer I can go
My mouth is parched and my skin is torched
All I want is to find somewhere I belong
Where I don't have to ask, "what is love?"
And not wonder what it would be like without me
Burdening everyone simply by existing
I'm just a man in the box in a nutshell
It's sad but true so I decided to beat it
And maybe one day I'll be fine again
But deep down all I want to do is sleep
So please, please enter sandman
Let me dream and feel the kiss from a rose
So I can wake with no more tears
That's when nothing else matters
And I'll be over the hills and far away
Perhaps even larger than life
Because I want it that way
And no, maybe I'll never stand
On top of the world ever again
But for a wolf like me
I'll go somewhere only we know
Knowing that out of the two of us
I'm the only owner of a lonely heart
But I'll sit there and I'll smile
Because U can't touch this
And as I sit there and put pen to paper
Maybe my passion is truly
The only thing that never abandoned me
For the very first time in my whole long life
Things are sailing along tickety boo
Don't ever remember a time quite like this
On top of the world cuz of you
You've turned my world all topsey turvey
Loving it, as happy as it gets
Been sailing along on cloud number nine
Haven't quite gotten over it yet
Probably never will and why would I want to
It's the greatest feeling known to man
This tickety boo feeling, this feeling of love
There's nothing to match this élan
If you think that it's some great formula
I'd simply say look in your heart
Everyone possesses this ability to find love
The heart's the best place to start
For the very first time in my whole long life
Things are sailing along tickety boo!
© Jack Ellison 2013
How Much
Do You Know How Much I Love You?
There Is No Way You Could.
I Haven't Found Any Words,
To Describe a Feeling this Good
You Smile and I Am Happy,
Your Laughter Brings Me Joy,
And Sometimes I Catch a Glimpse,
Of You as a Little Boy.
You Have the Heart of a Child,
As Big as All the Sky,
But When Someone Hurts You,
It's Only Inside That You Cry.
When You Love Someone,
And They in Turn Love You,
It Puts You on Top of the World..
A World with Just You Two.
You Don't Know How Much I Love You,
I Would Show You If I Could,
We Wouldn't Need Any Words,
Because the Feeling Would Be Too Good.
Connie Moore
With excitement, and hearts beating with anticipation
Five of us held hands...as if declaring, "We're in this together!"...
We sped upwards,..into the clouds,...or so it seemed....
Enclosed in a silver capsule...like amateur astronauts, ...
A steel and concrete world of modern, miraculous, and amazing engineering!
Nervously, we looked at one another with the same wide eyed expressions.
"We are such country bumpkins!...."Do we look it?" I laughingly asked my husband....
"Hey, kids ! We're almost there...can you believe it??"
"We're almost to the top!!"
A soft spoken gentleman, wearing a bushy, yet neatly trimmed, mustache,
smiled and said to us...."Your first time, I can see?"..
He wore a uniform, (our host, a guide, I supposed)....he had the kindest smile.
"If you like,....I can point out places of interest for your children?"...he offered kindly.
Our three children nodded in delight.
Doors opened at last, and we stepped into a large room
We made our way through the milling crowd, and found a spot for observation.
Our mustached gentleman, chuckled when we gasped for air
As we looked for the first time at the breathtaking views
It was if we were looking down from the heavens...
City lights had just turned on, and we knew what it was like to look upon the stars...
Only, this time, they were below us...!
A magnificent city spread out before our eyes...
stunned, and speechless, we were breathless...
Our new friend pointed out Ellis Island, the bridges, Statue of Liberty...
"Oh yes", ....he said,...."over there, ....you can see almost into New Jersey"
"And there,...that is Staten Island. "Do you see the ferry?"
He charmed our young daughter, and impressed our sons with his knowledge..
Here we stood...on top of the world...inside this magnificent twin marvel....
Oh, dear God.....our innocence....who could know...?
Oh, dear God....the significance ....
one brief moment in time....
spent in the company of one kind gentleman who wore a friendly mustache
We will never forget that day................or him................. Oh, dear God....
~
Dedicated to a kind stranger....
____________________________
In honor of New York City at Dusk
It's time to write a poem
What time, you ask, is that
It's time when the world moves you
Time to put on your poetry hat
It could be a spectacular sunset
Or a pale moon astride the sky
Perhaps it's the vastness of the ocean
Or a bald eagle preparing to fly...
It's time to write a poem
Whatever time might that be?
It's time when you feel an emotion
So strongly the world just has to see
You may be sitting on top of the world
The King of the Castle, so to speak
Or drowning in pools of despair
Convinced that all hope has gone bleak...
It's time to write a poem
Whatever can occasion that?
It's time when you experience an event
You rate as purely Heaven-sent
Perhaps it's a concert or a great play
Or even a stirring speech
It might even be brave surfers
You saw catch a wave to the beach...
Yes, it's time to write a poem
What's that? -- you don't know how
Just lift your pen and tell your Muse
The time for my poem is now
The harmony that we feel is the real deal
And is so worth the fight
Baby, we need to treat each other right
Let's never be mean or pick a fight
The magic we share is worth the care
Finding our calling is like not falling
When we are aware
Instead of being in despair
Allowing ourselves time to compare
Having a love as rare as ours
Is like dancing among the stars
Stepping back when we feel under attack
Will help us stay on track
To keep us from falling back
This way when we have a bad day
We don't feel like we want to play
Then we just meet in the middle
Like a dancing fiddle
understanding we need to give a little
Being able to put yourself on the other side
Before it becomes a bumpy ride
When It's much easier to just let it slide
Finding a place to chill
So we don't let it put us into overdrive
This will allow our love to thrive
Instead of letting our love take a dive
We will be on top of the world very much alive
Able to magnify our love to touch the sky
You and I able to look each other in the eyes
To really appreciate love high's