| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/25/2009 6:38:04 PM | And we furnish the desires for other living things
Quiet yet yearning, Fires within me, smoldering for years
hoping that somehow they will break free
they needed a spark to fan the embers
and you are the spark for me. | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/25/2009 7:03:12 PM | and u are the spark for me
she whispered soflty in his ear
like it was a continuation of a conversation
they had been having all along,
he smiled sweetly,knowing what she needed
disilussion was not his forte
he turned and kissed her
she kissed him hard,like it was years in the making
he said baby i'm urs for the taking
it was a loud crowded room'
but he can hear her heart beating
feel the blood racing through her veins
she grabbed him by the hand and said can we leave?
oh by the way,they call me the breeze | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/25/2009 7:27:30 PM | The breeze whispers the words he wants to hear
Gently and softly in his ear
feel her breeze upon your skin
And only then shall we begin | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/25/2009 7:49:32 PM | and only then shall we begin
he stole those words out of the wind
and sat upon he river bank
and tossed them in until they sank
for his love is eternal he believes
it started long before she sees
his eyes look deeper into hings
like her can see her breath blow halo rings
so spin three times she heard him say
and i ll take to a place i like to stay
no one knows this secret place?
a confused look upon her face
when u leave u'll realize all along
this place has been where u belong | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/25/2009 8:02:42 PM | This place has been where you belong
And all my doubts I have left behind
I lie cradled in your arms
From here our future looks real bright
To you I have surrendered myself
So babe hold on tight... | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/25/2009 8:23:34 PM | so babe hold on tight
if we can make it through just one more night
with the cartop down and the wind just right
in the rearview mirror nothing's in sight
like theives in the night they steal away
to some desserted hideaway
it was somewhere near a waterfall
i could hear its thunder all night long
and the way the moonbeam shone on her skin
shining like only an angel can
they built a fire to keep them warm
and watched the flames dance all night long
dawn cracked the future wide open
and laid it before them
and as the sounds of the forest faded
they pulled away............
knowing | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/25/2009 11:28:14 PM | knowing not your name
I play game
spilling forth my words
upon this absorbant screen
hoping you will feel
me wrapping
around your
words and pulling
them into me
lovingly
holding them
Long enough
to bring forth
an
offspring | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/25/2009 11:42:29 PM | to bring forth an offspring
gender matters not ...
want the baby to be happy and healthy
a combination of both our dreams
be it a girl
she'll have long curls
be it a boy
he'll fill us with joy
both will smile their way into our hearts
and we will be
a family | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/26/2009 4:27:32 AM | A family of love in harmony's voice
We will hold together our dreams
A wonderful family with all it seems
Times may get hard and shadows may fall
But together we will make it
we will give it our all | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/26/2009 4:34:04 AM | we will give it our all
even if we should fall
for running can trip us up
like a toddler learning to walk
we tumble and roll
and sometimes laughter will take hold
in those moments we least expect
showing us not all falls will hurt our self-respect
for some are meant to bring us down
to see what's happening low on the ground
sometimes our planet needs us to look at her
to pay attention to all we do to each other
but also to the air, land, trees and water
of our life giving beloved earth mother | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/26/2009 7:56:20 AM | of our life giving beloved earth mother
a chance at rebirth
life is one large circle,my brother
the wind blows thu the grass,
the deer eat the grass of earth
the puma eat the deer,
the puma 's time shall pass
and slowly turns to dust
the grass grows all around
into the great circle another life is thrust | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/26/2009 8:27:10 AM |
into the great circle another life is thrust
held high for all to see
the lights are keyed upon that bust
reflecting a strange history
alabaster and lapis sit side by side
some have eye that follow
others look like they're along for the ride
or made from something quite hollow
on pillars we fashioned after ancient Greece
surrounding this ceremonial hall
its all to inspire the neuveau priests
then forgotten with the toss of a ball
once the game has engaged the clock
as the cheering reaches crescendos
extra push is applied with waves of rock
all life now awaits the game's end throws | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/27/2009 8:24:19 AM | Last line I messed up
haha out of key
disharmony, look up
that cue for you and me
Last crime I fessed up
the jailer tossed out the key
disharmony, look up
before we hit that tree | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/27/2009 10:52:16 AM | before we hit that tree
i thought we were really free
cruising with the top down
driving at high speed
forgot the drink
we had...or two or three....
so just before we hit
i really thought, "this is it",
no more living, death is near,
well, it's been quite a ride,
been quite a year....
no more working,
no more playing,
no more writing,
no more praying,
no more dancing,
no more healing,
no more crying,
no more feeling,
no more being mommy
and daddy through the tears....
gosh, after fifty-one years
did i really do what i was meant to?
did i really overcome my fears?
did i find the great love i always wished for?
did i treat people kindly, enough to be missed for?
is it really the time for me to die?
was any of it real, or was it all a lie?
so many thoughts just before impact
but then, with shock, i suddenly woke up
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/27/2009 1:04:29 PM | but then, with shock, I suddenly woke up
that's what they call a rude awakening
when something happens
makes you appreciate being alive ...
reminds you of goals that over the years
got lost in your head
Expectations grow like leaves on tree
not one is guaranted a tomorrow
yet everyone expects it, yes?
would you be mad if it didn't arrive as you expected?
Think on that if you will
All your life ... you've done 'The right thing"
then all the sudden this horrible something happens to your world
Because your time is measured, and you are nearly out of stock
what would be on your 'Bucket List?' | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/27/2009 2:50:00 PM | what would be on your 'Bucket List?'
maybe a new handle to carry it around
a patch for the holes I would insist
else all the water ends up on the ground
might add new shoes to give it a good kick
over the goal posts like some pig skin ball
whatever i choose will make some folk sick
reinstate old ghosts or feel like a telemarketing call
I did see the movie with those two old dudes
acting like kids through some failing moments
who would want to hang out in the nude
with geriatric farts encrusted in rust and dents | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/27/2009 2:53:49 PM | with geriatric farts encrusted in dents and rust what would be on your" bucket list"
surely not one made of tin
the stages,denial ,acceptance,pissed
some things more majestic .. than I have already
a mountain top,an ocean drop,tower of Pisa
help out others perhaps give away a Teddy
Khartoum,,Rome, Niagra falls and Giza | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/27/2009 4:33:32 PM | Khartoum,,Rome, Niagra falls and Giza
would take more than this lifetime
exploring the USA is enough for me
the diversity is more than I can see in a lifetime
I could spend what's let of my life
trying to explore the places I haven't been | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/27/2009 11:25:53 PM | Almost virginesque
How I feel when you touch me.
My heart, my soul, my body.
Where no one has touched me before
maybe no one will again.
For now,
here,
it is good.
See into me.
See who I hide.
Find inside of me,
She who has yet to rise. | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/28/2009 12:10:52 AM | She who has yet to rise.
Shall rise up like a fiery Phoenix
bursting in flame and flicker
A new strength one not seen before
A true sense of self
Complete knowledge of who she is
and what she wants from me
Truth .. Communication .. Integrity
She who has yet to rise
Is ready to give life and love another chance
She is taking her time to find herself to be whole
has learned form the past to make the future bold
Take time
After all that is all we have
Know that I am searching for you
We will cross when we are destined to do so
I know that you are out there | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/28/2009 12:33:35 AM | I know that you are out there
Sailing your ship
Charting your course
In need of no compass
Your true North
Points in the direction of my heart
Guiding your journey
to ports of call along the way
Your life a collection of memories
from distant places
souveniers and friendly faces
The serenity of your azure eyes
hold the tempest storms at bay
as your soul calmly sails my way
With the strength of a dove
drifting upon seraphin wings
Your nightengale song it sings
A call only my heart can hear | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/28/2009 2:48:26 AM | a call only my heart can hear
moving through the atmosphere
coming to all who hold life dear
listen for She is very near
looking for an empty vessel
so Spirit can help raise our level
with her sacred mortar and pestle
and She is truly irresistable | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/28/2009 3:05:53 AM | And she is truly irresistable
I see her spirit clearly in my mind
though I travelled the world
I have yet to find where she may be
still hidden after all these years to me
perhaps her soul is just to fleet
or fate wills that we will never meet
if so I will ever be incomplete | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/28/2009 7:43:58 AM | if so i will ever be incomplete
like some fancy jigsaw puzzle
never did the border meet
so my brain all afuzzle
I ranted and raged
and cursed the missing piece
so seasoned and well aged
I sobbed like a child of Greece
I hobbled around the room
and searched every nook and cranny
I boiled and my voice did boom
angered over the one small piece
until I gave up like so many
I started another puzzle | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/28/2009 7:44:32 AM | I started
another puzzle
if so I
will ever be
incomplete
you will see
may even guzzle
from the I
to the me
a walk down that street
comes for free | |
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