Open air nature
Soothes my life in peacefulness
Ripples dream away.
potato pancakes heavily buttered
cheese grits heavily buttered
leftover corn on the cob heavily buttered
the best buttermilk biscuits ever made not heavily buttered
laughing at things that i was once closed minded to newly discovered
listening to conversations from those previously misjudged newly discovered
acquiring knowledge that i was previously ignorant and oblivious to newly discovered
realizing how beautiful and wonderful opening up my everything to actually is newly discovered
noticing steps are much more smoothly taken without the fearful stutter
discovering a new way of being and accepting without the fearful stutter
finding out that certain things that i was always curious about are not as bad as they seem without the fearful stutter
knowing now that loving her is not as scary as previously pictured in my mind without the fearful stutter
The ocean side church is serene and I am alone
with the Lord and I am praying silently
flickering candles cast shadows
as a tear falls down my face unchecked
I bow my head in grief
O, Lord help me find the strength to live
carry me out the darkness I am in
O, Lord show me the way to you
show me a place heavenly
Lord, I am now ready . . .
suddenly, I am aware of the birds
the doves flying everywhere
in the open church by the ocean
the many plants are swaying in the breeze
it is so beautiful
in my heart God spoke to me
embrace the beauty of this world
go forth and find your peace
so, I left the church and the birds and walked
the ocean shore and all my pain was gone
O' da' Christmas clock is a tickin'
O' and da' weather is now a kickin'
O' barometer in a hot cold form
O' tomorrow da' weather will be warm
O' in case temp-a-choor be reading hot
O' cling 2' a cool hot spot
O' in case temp-a-choor be reading cold
O' cling 2' a hot cool a·bode
O' in case temp-a-choor be reading warm
O' cling 2' a hot cold integrated storm
My boyfiend painted the windows because we live so close to the street,
I think I fell in love with him over those windows, kind of neat
What he did is so beatiful heavy frost not clear,
There are roses up the fences on the windows I love them so dear,
My boss almost wrecked, looking at them all wretched around in her seat,
I now have stained glass windows but their a cheat.
We now have stained glass windows with a wrought iron fence,
Theres even thorns on the roses with that, much time he spent.
I acknowledge my status as a stranger inappropriate clothes old habits out of sync with wasp
and wren i admit i dont know how to sit still or move with purpose i prefer books to moonlight
statuary to trees but this lawn has been leveled for looking so i kick off my sandal's and walk
it's cool green who claims were mere muscle and fluids? my feet are the primitives here as
for the rest ah the air now is a tonic of absence, bearing nothing but news of a breeze.
Along
the rutted track,
with rain upon my back-
lightning overhead previews the
thunder.
April showers, shaking flowers;
`A la belle `etoile.
Always wishes, almost kisses;
`A la belle `etoile.
Whispering hush, carefully rush;
`A la belle `etoile.
Shadowing near, moonlighted here;
`A la belle `etoile.
Two dark doors down, then out of town;
`A la belle `etoile.
And then you smile, at least a while;
`A la belle `etoile.
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