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Mermaid Dreams

she is of the earth 
her home the sea 
a lively legend 
born of a sailor's dream 

so elusive is she 
some call her pure fantasy 
alone she dreams 
far below the sea

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Mother's Role

she was not such an old woman then 
when she tended to my tears 
and as always said "be still or 
i'll never get the splinter" and 
"how is it you always get 
these things in your feet" 
i didn't know the answer then 
anymore than i do now 
though i went barefoot 
all the time and never do now 
but things were different then 
i was young and careless 
still believing in 
her bigger than life image 

no, she not such an old woman when 
i cried over the simple truth 
that she would grow old and 
cut off the coal black ponytail 
and her skin would wither 
as all women's will 
i somehow half believed 
she would stay young forever 
then one day everything 
about mother changed except her role

Copyright © Faith Elizabeth Brigham | Year Posted 2013

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Only For a Moment

only for a moment
as the rain 
fell on my face
your body long and lean
played on my memory

it was winter once more
as we lay 
in each others arms
fireplace ablaze
so far away that place
once was none as laurel farms

i was still
so unsure reaching
for you in the night
words so softly spoken
as your heart beat
close to mine

then the sun
came shining and warmed
the sand beneath my feet
as quickly as
you came i felt you
leave my memory

Copyright © Faith Elizabeth Brigham | Year Posted 2013

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Best Thing I Ever Had

When I get to Louisiana, 
just a mile or more to go.
Yes, when I get to Louisiana, 
just a mile or more to go, 
Lord, you know i'll be alright
once I hit that station floor.

They say he's in New Orleans 
doing his best to survive.
They say he's in New Orleans 
doing his best to survive.
I'll be in New Orleans just
as it's turning five, 

That man was the best thing-
yes, best thing I ever had.
That man was the best thing-
yes, best thing I ever had.
Lord knows when I see him it will
make my heart feel glad.

When we're pulling in the station, 
Lord I'll be headed for that door.
Yes, when we're pulling in the station 
I'll be headed for that door.
You know I just can't wait until 
I hit that station floor.

That man was the best thing-
yes, best thing I ever had.
That man was the best thing-
yes best thing I ever had.
Lord knows when I see him it will 
make my heart feel glad.

Copyright © Faith Elizabeth Brigham | Year Posted 2013

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Before the Fall and Justice For All

they say pride comes 
before the fall
who will be there for you 
if there is anyone at all
surely things can not go on 
as they have done all along
where tyrants reign and 
justice is merely feigned


don your armor and 
prepare your swords
for the things i speak 
are not merely words
i challenge you to fight the war
the dawn is coming and
soon you will see
your cruelty will no 
longer be endured

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Why Daddy Misbehaved

I went down to the graveyard 
just to see my daddy's grave.
I went down to the graveyard
just to see my daddy's grave.
They say it was the whiskey
made my poor daddy misbehave.

Momma used to hollar, 
'Don't you go sneakin' out the house.'
Momma used to hollar, 
'Don't you go sneakin' out the house.'
But daddy he was quiet, yes
He was quiet as a mouse.

Momma said, 'He's better dead.
You know he never learned to live, 
Momma said, 'He's better dead.
You know he never learned to live, 
He was just a low-down daddy
getting good at telling fibs."

Copyright © Faith Elizabeth Brigham | Year Posted 2013

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Hurting Once Again

Lord, you know that I've been hurting.
Momma says it's growing pains.
Oh, you know that I've been hurting
Momma says it's growing pains.
Here I am a hurting, yes I'm hurting once again.

Well, I've been down to the river; 
Lord, I went down there feeling fine.
Yes, I went down to the river; 
Lawd, I went down there feeling fine.
But before I knew it, I was sitting there a crying.

Momma. said,"It just ain't easy.
Life's not always what it seems.
Momma said, "It just ain't easy.
Life's not always what it seems.
She said, 'You're just a poor girl with some crazy, mixed-up dreams'.'

Copyright © Faith Elizabeth Brigham | Year Posted 2013

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Between the Two

one man wanted my heart
the other made it bleed
one man made me smile
the other made me plead

one took me for granted
while the other was fair
one man kept me crying
the other really cared

one man hurt me badly
the other made me blue
one left me in april
the other left in june

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Fly Me To Belgium

fly me to belgium 
for i want to meet the queen
and get a glimpse of 
the man who is the reigning king

fly me  to belgium 
for the festivals and things
i'd run with the hip
and ageless in the cool streets

fly me to belgium
for i want to  see dinant
hear those saxophones
and get lost in all that jazz

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In the Woodlands

there you are deep in the woodlands 
dancing where the fireflies abound 
no one would even know you're there 
if it wasn't for the baying of the hounds 

you sprinkle all your magic dust 
where it is needed most 
the garden is your favorite spot 
behind our house on the eastern coast 

what you do and where you go 
it matters not to me at all 
i only know it thrills me so when 
i watch the faeries spring time ball

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