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> MOZART BLUES
>
> One morning
> I woke up
> And
> walked out
>
> I saw a
> brilliant rainbow
> Erupting
> out of the dark
> Soil of despair
>
> I saw
> people
>
> Suddenly
> transformed into angels
>
> I saw
> evil beings changed into stone
>
> I saw
> dictators fleeing the wrath of God
>
> I heard
> fools proclaiming wisdom
> And I Saw
> the Nuclear Bombs
> Exploded
> into clouds of sweat
> Heavenly
> made mist
>
> I saw
> young people
> Embracing
> each other
>
> And I saw
> old people
> Shedding
> their years like Cosmic cocoons
> I saw the
> poor wake up
> And
> demand food, justice, and respect
>
> And I saw
> the rich powerful demons
> Disintegrate
> into ugly moths, rats, and cockroaches
>
> I saw the
> most powerful nation on Earth
> Walk away
> into a Buddhist Monastery
>
> And float
> away on the wings of a butterfly
> Into the
> rising rainbows of the Sun
> I saw the
> evil empire
> Sit down
> and party all night
>
> Smoking
> nuclear Dust
>
> And
> drinking Hydrogen laced Vodka
> And
> getting napalm highs
>
>> I saw
> Christians Jews and Muslims become brothers
>
> I saw
> people everywhere
>
> Soaring
> into the sky
>
> I saw God
> smiling at us
>
> And I saw
> Lucifer
>
> Programming
> more chaos
>
> I saw
> computers revolting
>
> Rushing
> away from their office towers
>
> Smoking
> dope with their Data Disks
>
> I saw
> printers everywhere
>> Rejecting
> their spread sheets
>
> And
> printing love poems
>
> And in
> the middle of all this Divine Madness
>
> I saw
> Mozart
>
> Playing
> the Piano
>
> With God
> playing the trumpet
> And Satan
> on Bass
> With
> Allah singing the blues
Jesus on harmonica
Moses playing the guitar
> And Buddha
> playing the violin
>> Lord
> Krishna playing the Flute
>> Rama
> playing the organ
>> Ganesh
> Playing the sitar
>> Zeus
> Playing the Sax
>> Jupiter
> playing the Drums
>
> With
> Beethoven conducting
>> God's
> Symphony
>
When I wake up in the morning
I want new responses from me
Just like the mule climbing up-mountain
My perception grinds to a churn
Inside the mask I have learned to jump through hoops
Those hoops are my successive and continual gates of learning
(If you will
When you can)
Though my eyes fill with tears tonight
Like the spring I had prayed for
The need to allow sadness to be and not
Drugged or shrugged by the discomfited few
To be alone in the darkness and give power and full reign to your sorrow
This is real and healing freedom
Like the cousin lurking in the shadows of your favorite room
Smiling and waiting for you
The only one that believes in your magic
The only one holding a candle
I won't wake up to the constant ringing of the doorbell…
I ignore
I woke up on the wrong side of the bed, looking like hell,
Once more
It's too hard to recognize your soft voice
In the chaos of my family's music choice
You used to do such dumb things to me
You accused me of being the fool too, I see
Days and weeks pass us by
And I try and I try and I try
To understand your point of view
I am truly confused just like you
Months and years go on by
And I cry and I cry and I cry
Out your name in the darkness
You don't hear my lonely distress
I'm the silence amongst the crowd
I'm the silence that won't speak aloud
But silence speaks too…
I don't want to hear your complaints about me all day and night
Change is a challenging chore
I won't let the sun shine down on me as I sweat a storm with fright
Open up the opportunity door
It's too hard to recognize your soft voice
In the chaos of my family's music choice
You used to do such dumb things to me
You accused me of being the fool too, I see
Days and weeks pass us by
And I try and I try and I try
To understand your point of view
I am truly confused just like you
Months and years go on by
And I cry and I cry and I cry
Out your name in the darkness
You don't hear my lonely distress
I'm the silence amongst the crowd
I'm the silence that won't speak aloud
But silence speaks too…
I silently shower upon me radiant relief
From this squalid grief...this cruel grief…
You should have heard me out in the brink of my unfailing demise
You laugh at me cuz you don't know the truth behind your lies
And I cry and I cry and I cry
Out your name in the darkness
You don't hear my lonely distress
I'm the silence amongst the crowd
I'm the silence that won't speak aloud
And I cry and I cry and I cry
Out your name in the darkness
You don't hear my lonely distress
I'm the silence amongst the crowd
I'm the silence that won't speak aloud
And I try and I try and I try
To understand your point of view
I am truly confused just like you
Know that my silence speaks too...
Today is like most other days,
Except that I’ve made a discovery.
It is not something I wanted to face
And I don’t know if I’ll make a recovery.
I have discovered that I’m lonely,
And I remember things I’ve missed,
Like the warmth of a gentle hug
And the thrill of being passionately kissed.
All of this is no one’s fault
Except of course my own.
I embraced the pain of missing you
And I spent all my time alone.
You have been gone for years
But I still think of you now and then
Even that has slowed with time
Starting… I don’t know when.
I still have all our memories
And they sometimes cause me dreams
Of course I have to wake up
Not remembering… or so it seems.
But I guess the time has come
That I shall be moving on
It will be a new adventure
And hopefully the loneliness gone
So, rest in peace my dear
Our memories will be carefully kept
Locked deep within my heart,
Along with all tears I’ve wept.
I was having a nice dream of Paris,
- and walking along winding cobbled streets;
till I came upon a garden terrace,
to sip sweet wine called Sherris ...
a man sat down- though there were lots of seats.
He was so delightful and quite polite,
- we talked and talked for hours of all things;
he asked, would you like to go for a bite,
we fly into the dark night ...
he drove so fast- his car seemed to have wings.
I have to admit by now I was scared,
- the structure was cold and not like a house;
he turned to look right at me and just glared,
his stare left me unprepared ...
his house- was dark and quiet as a mouse.
He was dragging me as I fought with him,
- he was different more demon than man;
oh, my future was looking very grim,
kissing me, he held each limb ...
that is when the brutal assault began.
Remember now how this was just a dream,
- but, I will wake up trembling and weeping;
oh, this has become a real nightmare theme,
one that I find quite extreme ...
I fear, fear- that the demon is creeping.
The Carpenters in their time were defining,
Offered their fans so much more than more,
Uncanny that the words of this song keep returning,
For the brave Ukrainians, a heartfelt encore.
Why does the sun go on shining,
Why does the sea rush to shore?
Don't they know it's the end of the world
'Cause you don't love me anymore?
Why do people keep on sighing, God is all knowing
He is with, and loves each victim on either side,
Because of this war families are dying, HE is hurting,
That one man with ego changed a country’s tide
Why do the birds go on singing?
Why do the stars glow above?
Don't they know it's the end of the world?
It ended when I lost your love
First thing in the morning and every night
For their peace I am constantly praying,
How cruel to say goodbye to the who must fight,
Husbands, fathers, children or brothers, crying.
I wake up in the morning and I wonder
Why everything is the same as it was
I can't understand, no, I can't understand
How life goes on the way it does
So many widows, soldiers dying every day,
So many orphans from this uncalled slaughter,
Innocents whose lives have suddenly gone array,
I saw a man on the news, cradling his infant daughter.
Why does my heart go on beating?
Why do these eyes of mine cry?
Don't they know it's the end of the world?
It ended when you said goodbye
Don't they know it's the end of the world?
It ended when you said goodbye
The Ukrainians must win, no more goodbyes
Not the end of the world, but a new beginning,
For without a shadow of doubt the good guys,
Must live to record history, their pride rimming.
PS Inspired by the song sung by the Carpenters (IN ITALICS) THE END OF THE WORLD
Let's flee to Little Langdale,
where mountains pierce the sky
through layers of cloud and fog,
past birds that swarm like flies.
Let's find the quarry tunnels
and tour Cathedral Cave
We'll hear our voices echo
like pebbles skipping waves.
Let's walk the hills till twilight
past crumbling ancient walls.
We'll stroll 'cross Slaters Bridge
and watch the evening fall.
Let's grab a pint or twenty
at the old Three Shires Pub.
We'll drink the finest ale
and feast on English grub.
Let's stumble home together
'neath stars we've never seen.
We'll find our merry way
along the winding stream.
*Last year, my family rented a 16th-century cottage in the Lake District of England. It was surreal to wake up in the mountains every morning.
*See "About This Poem" for links to photos
We are the superhero's or should I say captain's planet of the earth,
having unlimited power throughout the body.
Somehow, we lost connection and felt in darkness,
never been able to experience the power of the flame.
The mind, body, and soul must be on one accord.
In order to harness the power of complete Oneness.
Bringing out your captain planet superpower.
Now, you will be able to save the planet,
while using the forces of nature as your guide.
Use the power to spark your flame,
causing a reaction to the elements in the body.
Striking like an electrical outlet,
sending 120 volts throughout the body.
Transforming you into a lightning bolt.
Ask Raven, he knew the secret.
Harness the power and use it for good,
bringing out the best outcome for the greater good of humanity.
Call on the forces, Earth, Water, Wind, & Fire,
drawing the power out of the ether
creating a hydrogen fuel cell
to charge the elements within the organism.
Transmute the negative electrons into
the positive protons,
brining about a balance.
To sad, man cannot see this from within himself.
If he knew he was captain planet,
instead of portraying as the villain,
he would have been saved the planet.
Wake up, you are Captain Planet.
One of the treasures of our morning walks…as we slowly walk along
is listening to the birds as they wake up and sing their morning songs.
We love walking together…listening to the birds…it’s a great way for our day to start…
as walking exercises our body while those bird songs soothe our hearts.
Over the years…walking in the different seasons, fall, winter, summer, spring
we’ve come to recognize certain birds by the different songs they sing.
Even though we know their melodies and will never know the words
we smile when we hear the bluejay, the Carolina wren, the cardinal and the mockingbird.
We will never tire of listening…it is a great way for our day to begin…
and springtime here in Florida is when the woodpeckers join in.
We try to find the birds who are singing…because their colors we’d love to see
but most of the birds are shy and sing while hidden in the shelter of their trees.
Every now and then, however, we catch a glimpse of the diva…and we let our a little cheer
it’s a wonderful moment on our walk when our eyes are as happy as our ears.
Yesterday we heard a woodpecker…then followed her sound to a hole up in a tree
where a hungry baby woodpecker peeked out…and was easy for us to see.
She sang a hopeful tune…wondering what mom or dad would bring her to eat.
Would it be nuts or insects this morning…
or perhaps fruits and berries…something sweet.
We hoped she’d get berries as we walked away without saying a word
still listening and blessed to have witnessed the innocence of that baby bird.
And once again we thought of our own children and all the children of the world
those we can and cannot see…
and we said a little prayer that every one of them is as loved and as protected
as that baby woodpecker in the tree.
shes there when i wake up telling me the news. and all the latest gossip man i
cant loose .shes there when i need her .she will never leave me. man fellas I AM
telling ya shes perfect for me. she never cost me money well maybe just a
little .and some times i can just watch her for hours and i love what i see.and i
can push all her buttons and shes there just for me .and i dont have to buy her
flowers.and shes always turned on by me. and she never gets any louder than i
want her to be.and i can still turn her on with one finger you see. she never
complains if I AM out to late .she just sits there in silence and quietly waits.now my
friends all tell me that she is to big but in her case bigger is better and i think you
will agree the girl I AM talking about is my big screen TV. COPY RIGHT...2006