"Bluebell"
she was crying in the sea unloved and worn she spoke to me her heart and boards were long ripped out her diesel engine left in doubt yet I heard her heard her true in her estuary of blue mud it held her held her fast a defian
Seek
This is a short poem of a heart hoping even in fear.It is incomplete,words pouring out of me in a few seconds. Commanding me to bring these feelings to life and I did because words too need to breathe.
the willow signs her name on the river
when the playing cards fall from the poker game of life in name or in spirit I'll always call you wife you watched me live my dreams as I trapped the river, free you only caught a fleeting glimpse of how we used to be the river shares
some nights
when the river is gentle when sound runs and sighs when starlight is music when I first heard your lies your blonde hair silk curtains fell over my world and it robbed me of daylight on the night it unfurled some nights I can't sleep
the girl after.. the girl after you
old boats they can charm any ocean fibreglass lord knows runs afoul and for every newsflashy gimmick there's a hundred year handcrafted dowel see I do not blame you woman for quitting on summer's depart see you can't expect
Linear way?
So we live our lives in a linear way, we are born, we live, we die, nothing more to say? First Spring, wonderful and new, then Summer appears, brings happiness and fears, seems to last so long, but then its gone, and Autumn takes its rightful place
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My PERFECT grandson!!!
Our World
Lets start a whole new world, just you and me, we will banish bankers, politicans, big business,leave everyone equal, how would THAT be?, are they as equal as me, hey, I'm taller, I need more space, cant be stuck face to face, and theres another, h
Me, or You
Whats the diffeence between me and you? nothing!,, unless you believe what you are told is true,and ,,, of course you do,,,what is your idea of life?,, born from your imagination? or someone else'? you live what you are told,,, nothing wrong,, its a
Our apple trees
Our apple trees bore fruit, not this time but in previous years, I wonder will they bloom next year?, I wonder? I smile through tears, loving the most wonderful years, of our time spent together,, I just want you to be with me FOREVER! XXXX YVONNE
Unique
I never knew the flower that fell, I never knew, who you were, I never knew you, I never knew my heart would break, only for,,for your sake, and now I feel, that life goes on,,, without your perfect song,, an angelic beauty born to be,, for you,, a
LIVING IT UP
If I am the ‘me’ that decides what I see and thus am an ‘I’ not a ‘we’ why do I hear so many ‘I’s proclaiming themselves to be ‘we’? i.e., “we are all equal we must be free we should be saving the world…” I don’t recall my consent to
To The Bottom Of The Sea
Wrote this one 11-15-1997. This is one of my songs to where I wrote out the chorus and then lead vocals instead of the other way around. Until then
guitar
I spent Monday just walking through town.. searching for magical.. timbers of brown Tuesday's arrival.. flooded my deck.. from the truest of branches.. I fashioned your neck I spent Wednesday doing nothing at all.. till a bird with your voice..
the last Irish wolf, 1786
to the day the darkness brings an end I am the last Irish wolf the darkness is my friend they killed me and they skinned me as the virgin snows a'fell but the tavern's cheers are qualified they know I wait in hell I am the pee
the girl in the poster
they said misfortune stalked you.. they said that life was hard in the genetic school of poker you were dealt the hardest card a rogue gene: you misshapen henceforth they would detect but all I see is beauty in the poster I inspect it w
wrapped hands
all I was given was strength a dull and blunted tool I stare out at beauty with the clarity of a fool all I was given was ferocity a rulebook without rules a limited life vocabulary an outdated set of tools all you were given was beauty
ships (1847)
your giant ships sailed out the tide to block my village far and wide to plunder food from famine soil to thieve our hope with our own toil forced to leave our barren lands we dug the streets with broken hands we built your ro
the song of evening
I was never taught how music's sold and bought all I know is every girl I ever knew had lyrics.. but never you girl you are a celtic air a blend of strings when no-one's there no need for lines nor lyrics wrote a warmth
walrus
a white cloud of teeth approaches looks.. and reconsiders 02:03 at the nightclub a confrontation I work the door a struggle we trade I remove the bigger man he sees his own blood my squat silhouette heavy goatee "you are just
Can you be?
If you don't understand it please don't comment!
Poem
Who is real in a world of unreal, who is true in a world of untrue, Who is right in a world of deception, who are you? What makes you right?, what makes me right?, Don’t condemn Because you can’t, don’t play the part, of judge and jury, Don’t pr
Another Poem
You said something yesterday, that affects my world today, What did I say? You say it was nothing, but I feel bad, I feel sad, you don’t know?, do you care?, and then it begins! Another day, another mismatch of feelings and emotions Someone did
Oh no, another one!
It seems nothing changes, don’t ever speak too loud, You are not allowed, those that profess, sometimes regress, And the promise of equality is lost in the pursuit of being right And for them its how it goes, who knows, where we go from Here, to
Short Poem
It’s the things that you say, that change the way that your life Will flow, it’s never what you know, it’s always what you don’t know, What you can't see, That will make the difference between happiness and misery!
Imagine
Imagine, your whole world revolves around you literally, Who feels your pain, you!, who feels your loss, you!, who Feels but you, this world is your creation, from your imagination, In tune with life, In tune with you, a song that you make true,
Three lines
Words divide, It seems to be, Do you agree?
Letting Love Lead
I wrote this 6-20-2022. This is a sad, sentimental song that we've all had a taste of, or perhaps still has a taste in our mouth from yesterday's life. When I wrote this, I wrote it here before placing on paper/ music sheets. So, this is an original first draft without music or rewriting, adding more or subtracting less. Until then...
The!
The things that you want if not well defined become the Things you wish you had left behind, The wish that you wished and hoped it would be, will come True, but not how you see, The truth, and the honesty, is always The same, it never turns ou
Answers?
So many searching for answers, why there is good and bad? It’s all there plain to see, you’ve been told throughout history, You recite the words then preach your way, but you never learn No one has say, and that is how it’s meant to be, when yo
Amazed!
Amazed at the knowledge that trickles through thy brain, flowing endlessly away, leaving but a stain!
You Are!
Do you know? You are the star in your own show You are the light shining bright You are the spark and you are the fire You are the low and you are the higher You are the day and you are the night You are the good and you are the bad You are th
We are diverse
Its strange to see the diversity that exists in humanity, Human beings, yes you and me, born free, is that not the whole idea?, we will be different and then we will see, an explosion of imagination, new ideas, new creation, new way to be?, it se
Rebirth!
To detach oneself and be alone, Tis easier said than done, You can leave the crowd, You can leave the place, But still, you’re part of the Human race, To know oneself is to know The way, But to find that place, there’s A price to pay, Fir
Another three lines!
Too many times we look outside, It’s the fire inside, that matters, Too many times that fire has died.
A poem with no rhyme!
If you get too lost in your own sense of importance You will lose it all, you WILL cease to exist like us all, And then it’s over, and all of your regrets will be lost To nothing, no one will care that you were even here, So, today, say to yours
I look!
I look, I see, what was meant to be, But nothing is divine, nothing here makes You mine, All of our creation, and all of what You can be, It’s decided by who?......you at the Back, you are me! Sometime in some way in someplace And somehow
Regeneration!
There’s a sadness in being, a sadness in seeing Our creation decline, Twas not your vision nor twas not mine, But we will begin again as we have before, And once again, hope for more.
Showing in Cinemas for a limited period!
There’s no script for life! but it seems to me it seems to be, Lights, camera action all of the time, The director is YOU, it makes no sense, no reason Or no rhyme , to fall in line all of the time. We are not actors in a stage play, we are crea
Thanks Frank and George.
What better way to end your day than to smile and say ‘I did it my way, (thanks Frank) And when the day has begun, no better way but to smile and say ‘Here comes the Sun’ (thanks George)
No Blame!
I’m like this because of you, I’m like this because you Never saw it through, I’m like this because the Winter Sun never shone! I’m like this because my flowers died and left me Traumatised, I’m like this because you were never here, to hold
Space Invaders
When that moment comes, before sleep invades your space, Just for an instant, you can dictate tomorrow in this place, The star of this show will be someone you know, Where you can go, where you reside with nothing to hide, Tomorrow can be your sh