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We'Re Leaving Tomorrow

It’s a little bit 
After tomorrow
We’re  leaving 
We have to go soon
It’s noon and we’re 
Feeling no sorrow
So set all the clocks
Back for always
Goodbyes and 
No sighs just
A song

It’s wrong 
How we know it
So quickly
The misses 
And Mr.  
So Long!
Like sunsets
And you bet
With manners
No plans
But we see you
And yet
We’re  leaving

The meaning
Is after
With willows 
That weep
While you
Slept

The street has
A sign
Like beginnings 
The endings
Like pillows
That turn
You’ll  learn
It’s the goodbyes
So often
That soften the
Sorrows that smiled 
The miles is just
“Where are we going?”
Not knowing the 
Mystery 
The while

So tell me 
“Hello”
With a heartache
We’ll make and then 
We can go
To show us tomorrow
With whispers that
Borrow a reason
We’ll know

It’s always and 
Everywhere
We like it
It gets so far 
Then we cry
Like goodbye
I’m leaving tomorrow
If you know the reasons
Then why



Alex Nelson
Ohio 
2020

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I Wish There Were Blue Skies For Everyone

I wish there where Blue skies for everyone
No Crying, no clouds in my head
Just Red on the roses each day to say
You're not gone or forgotten when Dead

I wish that the Children were untroubled
By the Wars and the witnesses of men
When Gray skies just say all you have is today
And Hope can’t be found nor a friend

I wish I could sit in a Meadow
And Wait for a sunset to see
With lessons like Leave it to Beaver
And Wally don’t be mean to me

Cause Dorothy had wishes like Kansas
And Toto and Somewhere to find
To Ace it No doubt is Embrace It
For a Heart with ahead and it’s mine 

Yet as I say this It’s over, I'm under
My pillows have turns for the worse
Yet faith and some hopes are a challenge
Cause you're not on a stage called Rehearse

So, Reverse them your wishes like candles
And make Everyday Just like light
Blow with your Eyes closed no longer
For the Wishes you hope for give sigh

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There's a Ghost In the Window

There's a ghost in the window, in the mirror down the hall. The recall has no reasons, the ghost likes them all. The terror’s in the teardrop, when the fall is not so fine. Yet listen, there's a fear way and the ghost will say, “It's Mine!”. Then past the ancient wall clock, the tick-tock takes a hold. The ghosts likes the seasons, yet it’s never growing old. Then “hear that?” hears no footsteps past the mirror looking mean. Yet, there is one who over time tells of two or three past in- between. The doors slam for no reason and the end is never near. Like tall tales, the ghost has bells and rings the phone with an “Oh dear!” Then “See that?” says “It's gone now!” and the  ghost just wears a smile. Like “Come back and I'll be here!”, always in a little while. So “Bye now!” we're all leaving and the ghost just hides on cue. It likes the hallways, where the picture frames are few. There's a ghost in the mirror, never clearer when in sight. The ghost  will say “That's  Easy!”, just so friendly and It’s right. There’s  a ghost in the window, in the mirror down the hall.

Ohio
2017

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Birds Stopped Singing

Birds stop singing
This summer spring morn
The Son of God
His head forlorn
 
No need to tremble
The gardens scene
With men and angels
For friends look mean
 
Come they say see
The simple man
Hands together
With touch the plan
 
No need to listen
The whispers cry
For will not wishes
To live To die
 
Yet sparrows simple
And lilies tilt
Upon a rock
The riches built
 
Then look no longer
His feet His Side
With all or nothing
And there abide
 
With near and closer
A vision see
The man The moment
Upon a tree
 
For with His wisdom
He bore and kept
The few the faithful
With crosses yet
 
 
Dedicated to 
JP Munhall

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Everybody Wants Good Words

Everybody wants a good word/A pass for fine/Next to leave it alone/ Yet she was mine/ Good intentions/ We had some/ You played to fair/ It wasn’t fun/ With settle scores/ And overtime/ We always won/And she was fine/Everybody wants a fuller deck/ An easy chair/ At we got time/ Yet she wasn’t there/ With things not fine/ And did we care/ Next to a passing “Hi!”/ And did he try?/ In the pick me ups/The hands  (me down)/ Plus “we got by”/ With easy lines/ Yet she was mine/ Everybody wants a quick tell pick/Give a minute then/ For it’s not a trick/ With she wasn’t fine/ Or that was then/ And did we care/ Yet she was there/ Plus try did he/ So pass the time/ Let things be/ And can we see/ Everybody wants good words/ Easy lines/ But she was mine/ Yet this now/ With there’s a how/ With pass some "bye!"/ And we did cry/ With no easy words/ For everyone/


for b_2016

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Wait a Minute

Wait a minute or a moment and your tomorrow is gone. “Yesterday” is here and it's not just a song. We have magic, we have marvels for a comic in a stretch. The day's not a dollar with an hour in the bet. The "His" is a "story" with a turn next to Her. The clock's not asleep with no steps for a stir. Like months and a moment. The Here's not a How. It's always with an entrance like a Queen and a Bow. The King might be coming but the race is in a vote. Next to the term like "Do you dig that tote?". In seconds and in secret it's time not on hold. So, leave the last call in a chance to be bold. The errors and the rewind are in a set your clock back. With a minute and a moment to test the right track. Wait a minute or a moment then your rides for a gone. It's all in the answers like the lyrics for a song. There's a ring not a circus for the best and a bell. So don't wait a minute for the Live, the Love to Tell!

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Don'T Offer Me a Prescription

Don’t offer me a prescription.
For my problems or my pain
Just let me take my shoes off
And go walking in the rain

Don’t give me no advice
From your theories obsolete
Just let me feel the “BIG BANG”
From my head down to my feet

Don’t share with me your "TALL TALES"
About how you survived the night  
Just let me say at the end of the day
That “I'M REALLY DOING ALRIGHT”

		
                Circa 1990’s

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Heard a Song On the Radio

Heard a song on the radio
Sounded real cool
‘Bout being calm in a cruel world
‘Bout being nobody’s fool
But it’s a give and a take world
Everyone’s keeping score
I try to be real interested
But lately I’m real bored

I’m missing some heart strings
I feel so out of tune
All I’m thinking lately is
“I wanna see ya real soon!”
We would go to the movies
Smoke lots of cigarettes
“I’ll be there next month babe!”
But I’m not placing no bets

I heard a song on the radio
Sounded real fine
‘Bout being cold in a cruel world
You know girl, it’s a thin line
I spent a long time thinking
I always had the right words
But there a hush in my heart now
And I sound a little absurd

You gotta learn how to give girl
You gotta learn how to feel

You gotta learn how to live girl
You gotta learn how to heal

I heard a song on the radio
Sounded real sad
Thought about all the tears shed
Started feeling real bad
But I’ve learn how to give in a take world
So I quess I’m gonna be fine
I’m just wanna learn how to laugh more
While I’m just passing my time

I heard a song on the radio
Sounded real cool



Alex Nelson
Circa Early ‘90’s

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A Little Layer of Happiness

A LITTLE LAYER  
OF HAPPINESS  
IT'S SOMETIMES LIKE  
A CAKE WITHIN  
IT ALWAYS BEARS  
A MOLD  
WITHOUT IT LEAVES  
YOU QUIET  
WITH WISHES  
FROM CARES  
YOU HOLD  
A LAYER  
OF FROSTING  
OF LIFE  
A SLICE OF LOVE  
AND CHEER  
A HEART THAT KNOWS  
EACH DAY TO TRUST  
AWAY FROM THE  
KNIVES OF FEAR  
A LITTLE LAYER  
OF HAPPINESS  
IT'S LIKE A MOUTH  
THAT FEEDS  
AND WITH EACH  
OPENING  
A TRUE REPOSE  
IT MEETS US  
IN OUR NEEDS 
A LITTLE LAYER  
OF HAPPINESS  
OF A HEART  
THAT HOLDS  
IT'S OWN  
SO LIKE A CAKE  
THAT WE CAN  
TAKE  
IT NEEDS A HEART  
A HAPPY HOME 
A LITTLE LAYER  
OF HAPPINESS  
LIKE A CAKE  
FROM THE MOLD  I
IT STANDS  
NOT TO BE MISSED  
IT CAN BE KISSED  
WITH HEARTS  
AND HELPING  
HANDs  
SO BE A  
HEALTHY EATER  
OF DREAMS  
OF HOPES  
WITH PLANS  
LET A LITTLE LAYER  
OF HAPPINESS 
BE THE RECIPE  
OF 'HOWS' AND  
'CANS'  
AND SET ASIDE  
THE MYSTERY  
OF MIXES  
THE MAKERS  
CHOOSE  
JUST TAKE  
A BITE OF  
HAPPINESS  
THAT YOU  
NEVER  
COULD  
OR  
SHOULD  
REFUSE  
 


ALEX E. NELSON  
FOR B-    
JANUARY 
2015

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No No

No pen for a pocket  
No purpose with a pull
No left with a reason
No right with a rule
No lessons on Tuesday  
No Wednesday at home
No makes for the model  
No data on the phone  
No recess like play tag
No fair with a wheel
No loving in a leaving  
No steady for a deal  
No next with rear view
No backseat like here
No address at Taylor rd.
No love seat like dear
No easy with an answer  
No always with a true
No echoes at here that
No misses there but you