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Like riding on waves wavering
not sure where it takes me
searching for a log just to hold on,
but helpless, and alone in an abyss.
Slumber, how I wish a day's sleep
to keep everything aside, and rest,
in my beloved’s lap, that warm lap.
Hours of cuddling , sweet lovemaking
the joy of belonging, drugged in love
kissing her wet lips, warmth so alluring
And a rest in the arms of the beloved.
But now left in life's wilderness
Searching For the lost oasis.
will I reach it before die of thirst?
or be buried in unfulfilled dreams.
Night again, pitch dark, dead silent
A chill passes through my spine
Spreads and chokes me like a python.
Unable to move, pushing to oblivion.
Me not alone ,have memories so fond
enough to rekindle, like resurrection,
The memory of love and her warmth
the lingering fragrance of the past
Enough to live on but why tears still?
This silence has thousand tongues
Audible silence of a forgotten living
told in a lovers song, life of the lonely.
long ride of a dreamer, moving yet still,
pangs of fatigue, a thirst so hurting.
The morning sun, on a spring
winter not far away, naked trees shy
Rushing to cover with new foliage.
song of the cuckoos, resting on twigs
Echoes of distant church bell chimes ,
the creepers waving to the farmers
dews, shining diamonds in dawn rays
the gurgle of the sparkling stream
In thickets the chirpings of love birds
smell of raw earth, ants lined in order,
the cattle linedup, heading pastures
A silhouette afar dressed in snow
A hoof sound of a horse in its course
It's all fine dear to exalt my heart
but on a lonely day it's all wasted gift.
Wandering in search, to love reclaim
Where should I search that I lost
than in your own heart love preserved
my life, a loser's lament, a dirge-
of a priest burying the dead in cold
a whisper of the devil to the cursed
a mistake of the master of creation
Blemish on the moon reflecting sun
yet a crave to live, if she were here.
Even the mirage formed by memories
Make me wander in arid deserts
where the sun burns all it's fuel .
I sustain on dreams wandering
living! a faint feeling now hurting.
the heart is dried unable to beat
but somewhere, just a feeble throb
a throb that lost rhythmic speed.
just waiting for her sweet breath
To inclaim my life with her love.
Bill sweats his life out loading boxes on the dock.
He eats, sleeps and breathes by the ticking of the clock.
Has a dead-end job that can barely make ends meet.
Wonders why the grass is greener across the street.
Chorus:
Some dreams flash across the sky,
in a burning flame of light.
Most dreams fade slowly away,
into the dark of the night
People dream of having fame,
dream of gold and diamond rings.
Some try not to dream because,
they know what broken dreams will bring.
Jane smokes two packs a day, drinks a bottle each night.
Has a tire around her hips, her lid’s not on tight.
She’s given up all hope of finding Mr. Right.
Now she only cries and screams when she dreams at night.
Repeat Chorus:
Some dreams flash across the sky,
in a burning flame of light.
Most dreams fade slowly away,
into the dark of the night
People dream of having fame,
dream of gold and diamond rings.
Some try not to dream because,
they know what broken dreams will bring.
Sue left for the city, had a modeling gig.
She knew she had what it would take to make it big.
Momma prayed for her baby not to come to harm.
They found her today with a needle in her arm.
Repeat Chorus:
Some dreams flash across the sky,
in a burning flame of light.
Most dreams fade slowly away,
into the dark of the night
People dream of having fame,
dream of gold and diamond rings.
Some try not to dream because,
they know what broken dreams will bring.
Come listen to our life story
Suffer for something more important
My plan to strategize
Prepare for a burden
Unless they let us slide
Hard times, you’re at home
But how do you provide
Once more, I find myself asking why
I’m guessing it only rains when the heavens cry
And even though darkness doesn’t seem to fade
We’ve been blessed with something lighter than shade
Dear sister don’t cry
All I see is something heavenly made
My criminal elevation
My peers doom, a similar revelation
A lifetime subtracted from a broken quotation
Who’s gone love me, whether I’m right or wrong
Was I so unright to live a life alone
Write my truest feelings, my deepest thoughts in a song
And I’ve been waiting for days to hear your voice
A decision in my worst ways, it was all my choice
We could never be enemies
For you will always find a friend in me
And that’s all that matters
What remains after our dreams shatter
And even when the nights refuse to fade
We’ve been blessed with some than shade
Dear sister, don’t cry
For all I see is something heavenly made
Tiny eyelids flutter ...
The orbs beneath, busy with their magical meanderings,
Monochromatic piano keys gently holding up your cherub cheeks.
I wonder, Squeaker, so close to the instrument ...
Do you dream of melody and metre?
Are your tiny legs yet dancing across a whimsical landscape,
Black and white cobbles underfoot -
While marvelous creatures tumble and play for your charms?
Or is it possibility and hope that hammer the strings of your heart?
Oh, my precious and darling little one,
How I pray for your life to be full and fancy!
How I hope that you hear the music of wonder and enchantment ...
The white, shiny tones of joy and love and beauty!
But I wish for you to know the black keys as well,
The sharps and flats of life and love,
The darker and more concerning harmonies ...
Only in moments, but enough so you'll know their importance -
So you'll appreciate the bright melodies all the more,
And learn that it's the balance and delicate interplay of BOTH,
That makes this song, Life, so exquisite - so priceless and amazing!
I wonder, what will your song be, my little one?
What pattern will you follow as you skip atop the keys of life?
Whatever your song, Squeaker, it will be YOURS ...
And it will most certainly be joyous ... and loud!
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Tell Me A Story 2" Poetry Contest
Brenda Chiri, Judge & Sponsor.
Just one look you make my heart fly, with your deep round eyes darker than the night sky,
Just one touch,
Sweet life giver, make me run like a river, burn like a fever, just one smile can make me run a mile,
Cos baby, baby, baby, you’re here to simplify my life , you’re here to amplify my soul, baby you’re my life and baby you are my goal..
Don’t deny my love, I can see it in your eyes,
I`d give the world to be with you, I`d give the heaven in the skies..
I love you so much baby, I `d even let you win, but I can’t let you go,
Cos to lose you would be sin
Cos baby, baby, baby, you’re here to simplify my life , you’re here to amplify my soul, baby you’re my life and baby you are my goal..
Just one look you make my heart fly, with your deep round eyes darker than the night sky,
Just one touch,
Sweet life giver, make me run like a river, burn like a fever, just one smile can make me run a mile,
Cos baby, baby, baby, you’re here to simplify my life , you’re here to amplify my soul, baby you’re my life and baby you are my goal..
Wrap around me
just so
string yourself through the needle of time
chase the froth of foam lipping the tide
let my nascent heart tap with the tip of your toe
samba, slow dance, make romance
Oh wrap yourself around me
just so
slide down the capo across the strings
through this opening in cosmic signs
birth the waiting wonder of my love mi corazon
limb to limb entranced, your head inclines
Wrap yourself around me
just so
just so
pluck me from the moving melody of rhyme
dip with me as the moonlight strides
let my petals curl with the click of heel I love you so
samba, slow dance, make romance
Wrap around me
just so
*Meant to be sung to Peter White's song “Life Story”.
You know I could have been a rich man,
maybe a Hollywood movie star.
Or rocking out on some spot-lit stage,
singing songs and playing my guitar.
My fans would swoon and beg to touch me,
and they would tell me that I’m just grand.
But because of you, I’m all alone,
too afraid of failure to make a stand.
Chorus:
I don’t want you. I don’t need you,
not gonna stay here and feed you.
Because I have got a new plan,
I’m hiding here inside my sleeve.
Done with doubting and with lying,
with failing at what I’m trying.
I know I can do anything,
as long as I can just believe.
I have decided to move along,
stop lying here curled up on the floor.
Forget the past it can kiss my ass,
I’m gonna toss you right out the door.
Not listening to what you have to say,
you’re always telling me what to do.
Now get out of here and hit the road,
cause you and me are finally through.
Repeat Chorus:
So, if like me, you’ve spent all your life,
trying hard to make your dreams come true
But every time you nearly reached one.
Old Man Doubt took it away from you.
If you’re too afraid to start over,
and don’t know if you can dream again.
Don’t listen to what he has to say,
because Old Man doubt sure ain’t your friend.
I’m too old to live out these songs I sing.
There has been too much pumped into these veins.
But if you remember how I was back in time…
Won’t you toss me a nickel or a dime?
I used to travel all around the world.
and I bought my condoms by the case full.
I stored all my cocaine in quart-sized mason jars…
in my yachts, jets, and fancy armored cars.
Man, those were sure some good old glory days.
Before I smoked and drank my dreams away.
When everything I touched turned into solid gold…
Back before the horse took away my soul.
You know that once the devil seals the deal.
There’s no way you can beg, borrow, or steal.
Another second of the fame that you ain’t owed…
No matter how bright the lightning you rode.
Chorus:
When I was on top, man I was the best,
I was so damned far above all the rest.
I’d give my life to have that spotlight once again…
Not outside on this sidewalk begging change.
Standing here playing guitar in the rain.
Your tracks may have faded away with time.
But all those old wounds that you left behind.
Left me with so much more to remember you with…
I can’t say that I thank you for the gift.
I wonder is there nothing left in me.
but the memories of what used to be.
and those sad dreams about how my life could have been…
Knowing I can never go there again.
Now I’m playing these old forgotten songs.
begging change from strangers that come along.
Hoping to get enough to buy a fifth of gin…
I lost my wife, kids, and even my friends.
So heed the words of this broken-down man.
Hold on tight to any dreams that you can.
Because once they're gone, they won’t be back again…
And you’ll find yourself outside, playing guitar in the rain.
(Repeat Chorus)
This opened moment viewed together through the mirrored glass;
Reflections of tomorrows past with all the deigned and feigned
And foreign feelings felt. This moment deep into the next will melt.
Deep enough to fill the reservoirs of all eternity’s yesterdays.
Heart to heart and soul to soul pressed together in a binding, bundling way.
As stars collide, the air will whisper across the words of all that we could say.
My dear, my sweet beloved, gather close unto your heart the far flung feelings
Of the universe. For you are like the sun and all it does provide.
An amber droplet born, the crimson life of color torn, from pages yet unwritten;
With touch that marks the night with lightning fiery hot.
There you are, and there, and there, for wherefore are you not?
The edge of lining, all my reason, birth of life and cradle rocked.
Given to release and given to self-sacrifice and given to relief
And given to the well from which all springs,
Heart to heart and soul to soul the endless song life sings.
Your breath from some joint reservoir unites with air expelled
And there is never time enough or words enough or reach enough
To so embrace this starry starry world. There is no time or distance
Between the watcher and the watched. They are the same.
We are the same. This moment opened as a gift bestowed.
Unfolding you and I and all that may begin.
The opened moment beckons sweetly
Come in, my love,
Come in.
All things beings sing the song of life
Be it song of joy or one of cries
If I was a fish I would sing still
Using my eyes body liquid lips gills
If I was a snowflake in a globe
I'd sing of never ending snow
If I was a white weed in the yard
I'd sing of beauty just as hard
As a puppy I'd howl a song
And wag my tail all along
As a cup on the table
Song would pour make you stable
As a butterfly in the wind
I'd sing of color and you'd join in
As an old shoe with black soul
I'd sing to you of silver and gold
As a baby not yet able to speak
I'd babble angel songs perfectly
As a silver elder with no teeth
My song would be of wise prophecy
As a blue bird my wing would play
Music on the wind as I chirp away
As a raindrop I'd baptize notes
Singing song of Holy Ghost
Life is a song for all to sing
Let the music start strum heartstrings