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THE CACTUS TREE -- Sing Along With Joni Mitchell

I went outside to pee
Underneath the cactus tree
But now I'm in the Ho Spittle
The cactus fell on me.

Oh the cactus tree the cactus tree
I went out to pee and it fell on me. 
The cactus tree the cactus tree
It's such a mystery.

Categories: mitchell, funny, garden, health, hilarious,
Form: Lyric

Book - Gone With the Wind By Margaret Mitchell

True love does not come in chariot ~ it walks until it finds its way.

Categories: mitchell, love,
Form: Monoku

5-36 Based On the Song - River - Joni Mitchell

Just give me a frozen river
So I could skate away
Then give me a minute more
Tell you how I feel today

I live here in a verdant land
We never do see snow
So I'll make a lot of money
Then to another place I'll go

I want to see the snow in Winter
See the bright clothes people wear
Join the fun

Categories: mitchell, adventure,
Form: Ballad

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

A Note of Music From Joni Mitchell

D REAMLAND begins riding down the Champs-Elysees in a BIG YELLOW TAXI

A long by her side was her FREE MAN IN PARIS

Y es...........she said, HELP ME say this.......I HAVE A CASE OF YOU

D o you realize that we have looked at life from BOTH SIDES NOW

R emember that CHELSEA MORNING when we first made love

E

Categories: mitchell, art,
Form: Narrative

When Joni Mitchell Sings

When Joni sings, “Both Sides Now”; 
it rang across the Earth on airwaves of liquid gold.  
Her crystalline voice lends its iridescence to, 
a poem of great beauty.

Canada’s child birthed integral wisdom; 
Crystalline words set to a 
lava flow of, music from her subconsciousness; 
they waltz us to dream-time and feed our dream stories;
their

Categories: mitchell, imagery, inspiration, inspirational, music,
Form: Imagism

Adorned Goddess Kevin Mitchell

From within I summon
All that is, and by Grace I've 
ordered the Ether to obey
As my beautiful Soul
So desires to participate
in Love's Genesis.

Into the Air I 
Compassionately command
Angels to obey as 
God and I commune intricately
Weaving  the Art of love
 into broken Forms
Framing and mending foundations
Like Hands that capture time
As if it were an

Categories: mitchell, angel, beauty, god, mystery,
Form: Lyric

Are We Not Flesh By: Kevin Mitchell Aka Kevin Guru

Are we not flesh?
with scars of the heart?
Needing are we
to confess our
darkness?
As it is foretold
Darkness was upon
the deep
Ether, and 
Thought became Word then Sound
Then came light.

Are we embraced
by Seen and unseen
Forces?
That if we speak
As God spoke to
Darkness and it
Fled at the coming of Light
Mustn't we fight for what is right
In God's Sight?

Who gave Evil Heights?
Is

Categories: mitchell, beauty, creation, fate, fear,
Form: Free verse

Sealed Upon Lips By Kevin Mitchell Aka Kevin Guru

Sealed upon my lips 
Are the crimson stains
Of words and sins
Unravelling in my 
Soul
Are secrets pressed
Upon my lips
That only God
And I have known.

Too many confessions
For a priest to shoulder
Absolution mingling with
My prayer beads
Eating words that 
Form from the Gulf
Of my soul

With The unspoken word
The fear of utterance
I've become
The Embodiment
Of Sin's disemboweled
Fragments 
Hand in hand 
with

Categories: mitchell, forgiveness, grief, introspection, lost
Form: Prose Poetry

A Stones Throw- By Elma Mitchell: Prostitute's Response

You think this is the way I wanted to live,
I’ve been through a lot and yes I have
Sinned,
But tell me are you perfect?
Tell me you have never sinned before?
All my life I’ve wish to go through a different door,
But yet I am stuck here searching for happiness
And all you do is judge me,
I know I’ll

Categories: mitchell, abuse, emotions, forgiveness, hate,
Form: Narrative

Margaret Mitchell

The famous journalist and author Margaret Mitchell
Dressed in pants so mother wouldn't have to watch a vigil
Her brother insisted if she was to play with him she would be a boy named Jimmy
I bet her mother saved thousands of dollars on her childhood shimmy
 
Shimmy- an undergarment worn by a female
Margaret Mitchell wrote the novel

Categories: mitchell, funny,
Form: Clerihew

For Joni Mitchell

for joni mitchell...

wistful strands slipping by

of grounded dreams

that i once believed would fly...

strewn around this emptiness

where once there soared,
dreams, not of riches

but of simple happiness...

'both sides now' you sang,
from within

and from a feeling of being without

you moved me so, i cried, i laughed

i wanted to run into the falling rain and shout...

'its life's illusions that

Categories: mitchell, angst, dedication, journey, life,
Form: I do not know?

Marion Mitchell Morrison

The Morrisons had a baby boy
Marion was his name
But in the future he would change it
Cause he was destined for World Fame.

He would have a larger-than-than life image
A distinctive voice and walk
He would become an enduring Icon
Folks would listen when he’d talk.

Duke is what friends would call him
He would stand six feet four
He would epitomize

Categories: mitchell, cowboy-western, dedication, philosophy,
Form: Rhyme

Molly Mitchell

Molly Mitchell made many manuscripts
and all were mighty,so full, and meaty!
Combined, they covered all the ground
and their reasoning was very sound.
Trimmed with an artisan's unique design,
they were oft delivered to the needy.
All were orderly and divine indeed,
and were never-ever weedy!
    Thank you, sweetie!



McCuen Copyright October 2008

Categories: mitchell,
Form: I do not know?