Wit
Where were you when I was arrested at a public toilet for drinking
of a flask of brandy- the man beside me was a police officer out
to catch people like me who needed a drink to survive the tedium of
living in a provincial town in the middle of a landscape of cows
Where were you during the court case when the judge said I was
a disgrace, a plague on the backside of humanity, drinking in public
It is a serious crime, the buffoon thundered, throwing the gavel at me
It hit a guard in the head, who was knocked out
Where were you when I had to run the gauntlet of jeering reporters
and people pointed me out in the street, and a hush when
I entered a café, and the waitress refused to serve me coffee
You went on holiday in Spain, drinking red wine.
The night air is crisp and cool,
moistened by my trickling tears.
For; I'm alone with my fears,
left waiting here like a fool.
Her lies lured me here tonight,
using her persuasive voice.
And she left me little choice,
I didn't want to start a fight.
She used every trick she knew,
starting off with sexy talk.
And had me ignore the clock,
hinting my dreams could come true.
Anxiety-fueled thoughts
run the gauntlet of my mind.
For; she is not always kind,
tying my heart into knots.
I have a thirst I can't quench,
and a belly full of pain.
But, here I wait once again,
sitting on a cold park bench.
I spy the first flakes of snow,
starting to tumble and fall.
And there's little chance she'll call,
so; I guess it's time to go.
You're far away from the words I follow.
You only hear when the wind is hollow.
Looking for wisdom.
Looking for answers, but I'm right here.
You run the gauntlet on a fuel filled mission.
Jumping at the chance to prove your vision.
Looking for wisdom.
Looking for answers, but I'm right here.
Love is just waiting til you stop, and listen
Assert yourself with a firm decision.
Holding on the past and childhood tradition.
Looking for wisdom.
Looking for answers, but I'm right here.
An iron fist will defeat the opposition.
Try to get the edge, and the perfect position.
Looking for wisdom.
Looking for answers, but I'm right here.
Love is just waiting til you stop, and listen.
You're running out of road so you find a new profession.
Pumping at the gym, you're reaching your ambition.
Looking for wisdom.
Looking for answers, but I'm right here.
You wake up one morning and you give me your attention.
Tell me that you love me and you watch me cry.
Finally you take a deep breath.
Hold me and listen.
(written as a song - https://soundcloud.com/inspiraller/love-is-just-waiting-til-you-stop-and-listen)
Run the gauntlet
Doomsday athlete
Amass wealth
Over own health
Kill for sport
Rot will eat
Kill for hate
Hell already ate
Love more
A lottery draw
Loveless
Chalk murder drew
Fast from the past
The future passed
Light years ago
Now let ego go
Race you home
You have none
Earth was blue
A hole we blew
I have been to the dark side of midnight And back again Love has run the gauntlet Fallen and risen a million times Moving slowly from negative to positive Until the heart has opened into the mind And the ego is no longer welcome to dance On the high wire of show and tell
Rondelet: Obama hear
Obama hear
Chance of an age to set right things
Obama hear
Abraham lambs call - you hear
Run the gauntlet before knell rings
One life may quell voiceless suff'rings
Obama hear
(c) T. Wignesan - Paris, 2012
A CASTLE CONTENT
It all depends,
my friends
on the man the lovely picks
Around her neck hung sleepily a crystal crucifix
She chooses wisely with wisdom as her leader
And marble statues simply stood there overwhelmed by the pomp
And taken aback by the circumstance
For this be a man’s one and only chance
To be the hands that fans her brow of heat and desire
As others run the gauntlet and I walk the high wire
And lest my fate my future and an omen be a liar
Tonight I will escort a lady to our castle
I who bloodied the numbers of challengers with accuracy and speed
And I know the lovely’s body beautiful and her want and every need
Her radiance shone off the silk and satin we share
Stroke her arms, kiss her lips and if you must then swear
Her tangible request set me not aback
And should the lady become bored
I will pray her verve be restored
There need not be any strategies to keep her as a prize
Nay, but to evermore gaze into those eyes
And all a man has to do is combine love with ambitious sonatas and then begin to mix
And next time YOU may be chosen by the lovely with that sleepy crystal crucifix
© 2011.…..Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
A CASTLE CONTENT
It all depends,
my friends
on the man the lovely picks
Around her neck hung sleepily a crystal crucifix
She chooses wisely with wisdom as her leader
And marble statues simply stood there overwhelmed by the pomp
And taken aback by the circumstance
For this be a man’s one and only chance
To be the hands that fans her brow of heat and desire
As others run the gauntlet and I walk the high wire
And lest my fate my future and an omen be a liar
Tonight I will escort a lady to our castle
I who bloodied the numbers of challengers with accuracy and speed
And I know the lovely’s body beautiful and her want and every need
Her radiance shone off the silk and satin we share
Stroke her arms, kiss her lips and if you must then swear
Her tangible request set me not aback
And should the lady become bored
I will pray her verve be restored
There need not be any strategies to keep her as a prize
Nay, but to evermore gaze into those eyes
And all a man has to do is combine love with ambitious sonatas and then begin to mix
And next time you may be chosen by the lovely with that sleepy crystal crucifix
© 2011.…..Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
A CASTLE CONTENT
It all depends,
my friends
on the man the lovely picks
Around her neck hung sleepily a crystal crucifix
She chooses wisely with wisdom as her leader
And marble statues simply stood there overwhelmed by the pomp
And taken aback by the circumstance
For this be a man’s one and only chance
To be the hands that fans her brow of heat and desire
As others run the gauntlet and I walk the high wire
And lest my fate my future and an omen be a liar
Tonight I will escort a lady to our castle
I who bloodied the numbers ofchallengers with accuracy and speed
And I know the lovely’s body beautiful and her want and every need
Her radiance shone off the silk and satin we share
Stroke her arms, kiss her lips and if you must then swear
Her tangible request set me not aback
And should the lady become bored
I will pray her verve be restored
There need not be any strategies to keep her as a prize
Nay, but to evermore gaze into those eyes
And all a man has to do is combine love with ambitious sonatas and then begin to
mix
And next time you may be chosen by the lovely with that sleepy crystal crucifix
© 2011.…..Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
If you do not believe
why are you here!
your happiness not regulated
consumed with fear?
we are who, and what we stand
up for?
take up the challenge...this
challenge to live your love,
run the gauntlet, strive
your existence face your demons
stand before strife...
allegiance your reward love,
you cannot run nor hide,
dream your dreams
follow your heart
love will arrive,
when fear departs...
all good things are blessed
when done, for the right reason...
you'll come to understand
when love fills four seasons...
turn your back on truth
the reality your love, this love
if wasted, lost gifted from above,
a statistical fatality?
a life time chance
lost forever pendulum reality...
the pendulum of balance...
I the Gypsy Moth a much hunted breed
this is my companion, the Citris Beetle
he lives with me.
Sought after daily, we run the gauntlet
through thicket and thorn, grass and
trees, we are not appreciated like the
honey bees.
Ore' hill and dale we run we hide, the
Department of Agriculture is closing
in on every side,hot on our trail hot
on our heels, lets make a run for it
there's a field.
These men in space are vigilant ,even
in the UK ,so catch a mad cow, find a
cure for bird flu or whatever it is that
you do, leave us alone, have a nice day
and don't forget to spray.
Josette Marie LouiseLager
Copyright@2005
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