In the quiet corners of my mind-
A fuzzy friend named Cubby still resides.
Years ago, when I was three,
He tumbled into my life, so warm and free.
His legs once jiggled, full of beads,
Now gently limp, shaped by years and needs.
Stitches faded, fur rubbed thin,
Yet love, not fabric, holds him in.
Psychology whispers: attachment, security,
But Cubby is more than theory-he's memory's purity.
He's comfort on restless nights,
A silent listener to childhood's frights.
One summer day, a suitcase closed-
Cubby missing, my heart exposed.
Tears spilled all the way back home,
I felt so lost, so all alone.
But surprise! My brother's gentle tease:
He'd tucked Cubby away, aimed to please.
The ache of loss became relief so sweet-
Reunion turning sorrow to heartbeat.
Why do we long for what can't speak?
Why do soft things make us weak?
Perhaps in Cubby, I see a part
Of something gentle in my heart.
He's more than cotton, thread, and fur-
He's childhood's echo, comforter.
Psychology says it's just a phase,
But Cubby's love, it never decays.
Shadows on the edge,
memories slide out of view
never full focused—
the past lingers like a breath
you turn to catch, but it's gone
Sideways glances sway
moments in periphery
blurs smear the mirror—
déjà vu calls to play its hand
closing again, happenstance
Gazing at the lake
trees melt into reflection
golden rays adrift—
I reach to hold the shimmer
my fingers grasp only air
A leaf in the wind
fluttering in dusk-lit breeze
reminds me of you—
every sideways glance reveals
the weight of recognition
Wharf boards creak beneath
our bare feet press grips
we leap without thought—
each splash resounds in my chest
as time refuses to pass
The late sun hovers
painting ripples in copper
horizon half-formed—
déjà vu hums in waves
whispering, be still, be calm
Beneath the surface
voices travel in bubbles
half-song, half-echo—
rising like our lost laughter
from another life we lived
All glimpses return,
lakes, ripples, sunsets, jumps, leaves,
sewn multi-threaded
sideways in peripheral
repeats until the love stays—
I have lived in your Life — once before —
A whisper — through your Door —
A Shadow bent upon the Chair —
That was — and is — not There.
I knew your Breath — before your Mouth —
I touched the Sun — by going South —
And in your Gaze — a Window shone —
To prove — what I had always known.
The Years — cannot divide the Thread —
Nor Silence — hide the Words — unsaid —
The Pulse remembers — though the Vein —
Denies the Music — once again.
I have Lived — in your Life — before —
I will — when Time admits — once more —
Beyond the Grave — or Clouded Door —
Eternity — repeats the Score.
~ Based on the song, "What Did You Learn in School
Today?" written by Tom Paxton; popularized by
Pete Seeger ~
What did you learn in school today, son
What did they teach in school
I learned how to protest my country, Dad
They taught me that violence pays
What class did you learn that in, my son
Do you remember the teacher’s name
I learned that in Geometry, Dad
And my teacher’s Mr. Uppin Flames
Why you leaving the house now, son
Not ‘til your homework’s done
My assignment’s to attend a protest rally
Hey, Dad ~ Can I borrow your gun
Oh, what did you learn in school today
What did the teacher say
I learned how to protest the US of A
My teacher said violence pays
A road of love we dared to tread,
Like rivers flowing side by side, yet apart.
My heart burns true, a steady flame within,
But destiny denies the path we dream to chart.
Like stars aligned in the cosmic weave,
I love with a heart both honest and wide.
Entwined with fate, our canvas gleamed with bliss,
Yet destiny whispers, we cannot abide.
In hush and rush the journey unfolds,
Gentle and harsh, like the waves of the sea.
Love’s fire flickers with honour and beauty,
A tapestry woven of sorrow and glee.
Like morning mist that shines, then fades,
The sun’s warm kiss lingers—then is gone.
I could not walk with you to life’s last grave,
Nor lift my foot to the aisle we longed upon.
picked food is complex
hard to grow, with goodness sparse
slow to chew, digest
native creatures evolved
balancing, yield, taste, and toil
mouthfuls interlaced
fiber, protein, starch, cells, grit
a feast in wholemeal
hunger sated, kept at bay
with low-density nurture
then came processing
oils distilled to easy fare,
grains stripped to white ghost
sugar added to boost taste
complexity was erased
Sweetness in a flash
fat that melts before the tongue
salt sharpening crave
a banquet turned to quick hits
food factories replaced fields
food calorie dense
drove people to gorge too much
with same portion size
so they all became obese
as their bodies begged for more
evidence is clear
just see how fast, how sudden
Polynesians who
adopted Western diets
became fat and unhealthy
rich over-processed
food mutes satiety's bell
body asks for more
calorie-dense concoctions
devoid of complexity
Ancient horoscopes
twelve constellations arrayed
a circle of fate-
read as the constellations
behind sun on your birthday
But the Earth titled
its axis drifted through ages
wobbling through the years-
one degree in seventy
it seemed insignificant
A hundred years pass
the stars slide out single days
just out of the frame-
the chart remains accurate
yet the heavens advancing
After 300 year pass
for some their sign is now wrong
spring appears in fall
what was once read as Aries
is now Pisces behind sun
The lesson is clear
zodiacs freeze time in place
but the stars move on
prophecies lose their anchor
when the sky forgets its map
Lyrics By Michael McCoy
Written for the Rolling Stones Contest
Like a Smith and Wesson:
Weaponry,
What comes shooting out,
Every word of me:
Endowed with a round,
Butt, and balcony,
She harkens to hotness:
Her Summer eave,
Is a chocolate, dipped, dark as
A forest green,
Canopy –
Let me be enough for you...
Search for me
Pull me out
Of myself and self doubt
Snake charmer play your magic flute
Snake charmer play your magic flute
Make me believe you love me too
Reach way down deep
Past brick walls
Beyond pretend, to all my flaws
See the Me that I really am
Love me truly if you truly can
Love me truly if you truly can
[chorus]
Let me be enough to deserve the love you give
Let me wake with you each day, and each day let me live
Knowing you know me, yes, you do…
Your enough for me, let me be enough for you.
[verse]
Lift my veil
Reveal my face
Lead me to amazing grace
Overlook the wrong I don't mean to do
And I promise to love you like this too.
Strip me down
to the skin
As innocent as I was then
A new creature without any rust
And show me once again how to trust
Clean me up
with great care
Until I stand before you bare
Let the shame I feel finally go away
Let our lives begin anew today
Let our lives begin anew today
[chorus]
Let me be enough to deserve the love you give
Let me wake with you each day, and each day let me live
Knowing you know me, yes, you do…
Your enough for me, let me be enough for you.
Herein lay the words,
That geyser burst in:
She’s a happening tapestry,
Well-versed in,
Person; As an aurum recipe,
And fly like a dart: trajectory;
Heaven, I declare exactly,
Her sexy lexicon: olfactory –
the first time i felt it
was not a word but a hush
between leaves and the bluest sky—
a breath of you
inside the trembling air
(oh how small i was
with the world rushing by
and softer than reason)
your hand—
or was it light itself—
touched my chest
and opened a door
where no walls had ever been
the first time i felt it
i learned silence could sing
and forever could fit
in a single heartbeat.
I’m here, so have no fear
Hope will help happiness appear
I will hold you oh so dear
I won’t shed another sorrowful tear
Can you heal me from this pain within?
My faith is paper thin and I can’t win
This battle within me…you see?
We need to be free from misery
Forgiveness is the key to eternal bliss
The misery mess is a ghostly hopelessness
Trying and dying and crying
Lying and flying and goodbying
Fear not
Doubt not
I forgot
You were distraught
I am emotionally rot
I sought for freedom
I fought for the Kingdom
I’m not naught anymore
I adored you to the core, but what for?
Can you heal me from this pain within?
My faith is paper thin and I can’t win
This battle within me…you see?
We need to be free from misery
Forgiveness is the key to eternal bliss
The misery mess is a ghostly hopelessness
Trying and dying and crying
Lying and flying and goodbying
Fear not
Doubt not
I forgot
You were distraught
I am emotionally rot
Change is a challenging chore
I soar with wings so sore…
A wing or two full of cheerfulness all the more
A melody I won’t ignore
It’s a special hope in store
Grief anchored in stone,
tears in layers frown to heal,
burdens drag me down-
growth slows down in ooze of filth
lungs choked, deny me air.
Bile and amethyst
wash the past into the now,
eyes can only weep
only sadness strikes clearly
vision veiled by endless pain
Future sanitised
emerging strong and careful
grief is cauterised
puss expelled with painful squeeze
sorrow becomes a weapon
Specific Types of Lyric Poems
Read wonderful lyric poetry on the following sub-topics:
country, friendship, funny, kids, life, love, middle school, music, song,
and more.
Definition | What is Lyric in Poetry?