| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 8/15/2008 4:08:55 PM | life was so sweet we journeyed through amazed
that time could be measured in syrup hours
intervals of passion and rest. We gazed
through infinity and savored manna showers.
We knew how to summon the best of the best.
And life was so sweet, so true, so secure
We never had doubt of the gist of our quest
for who would ever test such holy allure? | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 8/15/2008 4:22:24 PM | Who would ever test such holy allure
as our kneeling in the we-space
in time that leaps like
faith over dilated pupils
in we-space that catches phrases and holds them
like butterfly wings at dawn hold
morning's reflection of new
light rising in each others' eyes | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 8/15/2008 6:04:38 PM | light rising in each others' eyes
i roll my eyes and look at the skies
all things are crap, lets look for lies
tomorrow's another morning
plug into electric and go for broke
electric neil, all is a joke
buy a beer for a hurting bloke
i'm sending you a warning
(not really) | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 8/16/2008 7:08:15 AM | i'm sending you a warning
another memo from the corporate crew
evil forces are a swarming
they want to blame the weakest for this stew
Heads will roll as the stock pile plummets
not willing to take any blame
elite spoiled children pluck and strum it
while new Rome burns in the rain [reign] | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 8/16/2008 10:18:24 AM | While new Rome burns in the rain [reign]
boosting a sluggish economy,
slaves hatched in brake of sugar cane
crawl out to submit to the free
Silly contractors bask in the rainbow
and juggle supplies like cats and small dogs
in the land where the trash makes the money flow
jolly prospectors root like hogs | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 8/16/2008 11:12:55 PM | i think this is the best line i have ever seen
jolly prospectors root like hogs
act like machines or at least like cogs
the world is here, lets build with logs
i need your love right now
so life is over or so they say
i dont care, lets go and play
or go and swim in the cay
i reap but what i plow | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 8/17/2008 3:30:18 AM | hoping that luck will save us
grace said before the last daze
was served in relative dishes
of wee space wishes and phrase
time that fleeting illusion
spinning like some lazy susan
out of control in wee spaces
a horse thats slipped its traces | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 8/17/2008 8:34:46 AM | A horse that's slipped it's traces
Free to drum it's paces
To the beat of song of freedom
Thundering across the land.
Free as the wind in it's nostrils
It turns and ducks and pinwheels
Around the fire within it's spirit
Kicking wildly with it's heels. | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 8/17/2008 9:46:06 AM | Kicking wildly with its heels
but suddenly stops and blows air from its nostrils
for in the fire through the smoky haze
something familiar meets its gaze
and slowly now it circles the light
that seems way too bright on this magical night
for though the fire is burning low with embers just a glow
it clearly can see, quite miraculously, a rainbow! | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 8/17/2008 10:56:17 AM | it clearly can see, quite miraculously, a rainbow
Colors spread in splenderous might
A Promise that all will be all right
'tis merely rain shining through the sunlight
Sprinkles from above thristy ground doth love
Children gasp in delight awe
Surely something so beautiful could cause no fright
Take the rainbow to sleep with you tonight | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 8/17/2008 11:30:15 AM | take the rainbow to sleep with you tonight....
allowing colors to dance amidst the starlight
dance and sway to the colorful beat
a song emerges and moves your feet.
Leaving yesterdays dark hues behind...
as new and brighter dreams enter your mind
As the sun arises you are ready to elope...
for your night with the rainbow has birthed a new hope. | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 8/18/2008 3:59:03 AM | for your night with the rainbow has birthed a new hope.
groping for understanding
star fill visions float
joyous new praises ring
today I will be happy
today I will not cry
today I choose life's promises
today my soul shall fly | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 8/18/2008 4:31:26 AM | today my soul shall fly
the earth is amazing from the sky
and in the sea I will swim free
with all the creatures in this liquid eternity
on land I'll walk and stop to talk
with strangers that might be in the dark
and ever so lovingly I'll see they are me
for today my soul will remember our unity | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 8/18/2008 5:26:30 AM | today my soul will remember our unity
and all that we have been
you gave me light in the dark
and more beauty than ever seen
so go your way and i'll go mine
and i wont cry as we part
for i'll always have the memories
deep inside my heart | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 8/18/2008 6:34:55 AM | i surely will miss you for a long long time....
long after the embers have all burnt out
thoughts burn and linger
long after faded petals have fallen to the ground
memories still blooming
long after the brook reveals a dry bed
waters of passion and remembrance flow.
I surely will miss you for a long long time. | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 8/18/2008 9:30:01 AM | I surely will miss you for a long long time.
For it is quite hard to find a partner crime
To challange me and keep me honest
and yet be tender when I need solace
I surely will miss you for a long long time.
to sing and dance and share a rhyme
to embrace the time we spent together
as i spread your ashes in the highland heather | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 8/18/2008 2:30:49 PM | as I spread your ashes in the highland heather
with the yellow gorse and the scented lavender
part of me walks with you so peacefully
because I know your soul now runs freely
no longer connected to your human body
that was breaking down in its ability
to dance or skip or run or leap
or even drive our soft topped jeep | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 8/18/2008 3:35:27 PM | or even drive our soft topped jeep
flew thru the windshield for a total creep
had a concussion so now i seep
that which does head at me
so we fight for good for there is no choice
i will take my nova over a rolse royce
i wll take my daughter over little boys
she is an artist, i love her | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 8/18/2008 5:36:20 PM | she is an artist, I love her
right hemisphere prevails
she has holistic perception
but at math she sadly fails
so I will handle the numbers
so she doesn't go berserk
between her right and my left
I know we can make this work | |
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