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when the clinker fails
in the boards of your heart
when the gunnells dip
and you lose your chart

when you sail alone
through the seas of steel
when your sails are drowned
by a broken keel

when the wind dies
and your spirit's corrupted
when you inch ahead
with your pace obstructed

when the will to fight
is made weak by thirst
when your clothes are skin
and your hope is cursed

when you reach your end
and you are still alive
when ascending angels
turn to birds and dive

when the clouds part
and you see God divine
when all shapes of memory
dim to a line

when you fight to retain
the metallic of blood
when the last of your senses depart for the mud

when the comfort of death
tempts like a liar
when the last thing you own
is belligerent fire

when the heart of darkness
offers his hand
when you can't see heaven
the sky or the strand

when you see him smirk
with his ancient sigh
you ferociously snarl
and tear out his eye

At yelping speed she travelled
across an emerald lawn,
pursued by gnarling nightmares
as the darkness nipped the dawn.

Her ears, amber triangles,
bush glittering crystal dew,
body sleek with rivulets,
glowed red with exhaustion's hue.

Her heart palpating bass drums
and panting loud, fit to burst,
'glimpsed a shadow by the gate,
Her escape route surely cursed.

A lolloping great mastiff
of the Herculean type
roused apathetic eyelids
to investigate the hype.

No options left, the vixen
hugged the ground, then made a leap
to clear canine and gate and
safely saunter home to sleep.

you and me
in a little car shop
buying dreams
with the money we got
but dreams are free
at the break of dawn
one by one
we let them go

ninety nine cents
ain't a dollar
your daddy's rich
and I'm blue collar
floating down
the highway high
ninety nine
red saloons go by

ninety nine bucks
in my pants
limits us
and our romance
you wonder why
I even try
as ninety nine
red saloons go by

ninety nine
is a soft ice cream
I watch you eat it
like a queen
and we sleep beneath
the blanket sky
as ninety nine
red saloons go by

black the haze
in a mug, soft chair
we wonder if there's
something out there
"you're so cool"
you'd sweetly lie
as ninety nine
red saloons go by

stepping stones
your every word
your beauty
made me look absurd
you lit a fire
beneath the sky
as ninety nine
red saloons go by

bivouaced in blonde
you dream
a smile that silenced
every scream
cantankerous,
I said goodbye
as ninety nine
red saloons go by

yet every now
and every then
I pay my bills
and still have ten
you smile
as on my skin you lie
as ninety nine
red saloons go by

all our dreams
are in assembly
in the valley
of our memory
another girl.. another try
as ninety nine
red saloons go by

As morning fog dissipates into clear thin air
the same goes one mythical, ancient isle
everyday sounds belie its entrapment
Sea birds by the thousands cry across open water
amplify distant shoreline percussions
plays upon the ears as approaching cannon fire
then quickly overtaken by thunderings overhead
Gnarling skies lowering hoist up demon waves
vibrations in the rigging wail with forebode
sailors choking in the froth and spray
severed from their sanity while pitched to and fro

Chords in C major snap in the middle
free-scaling notes reassemble themselves
into flats and sharps of the minor keys
recombined are re-imagined lyrical and vocal
Sirens song seductive seeking solace in the storm
final moments respite from this maelstrom of the mind
Regardless our hero having tied-to forward mast
his good ship's voyages, legacy and logs
entire fleet and faculty pulled in altogether
little else than bubbles fizzing top the surface
Sea birds calling across the open water

Take an onion, finely dice,
Add garlic and risotto rice.
A few minutes fry in olive oil,
But not too long, or it will spoil.

Add stock and wine, about half a cup,
Stir well till rice doth take it up.
Keep adding stock, little and oft’
Keep stirring till thy rice be soft.

Add parmesan to give it flavour,
And whatever herbs you favour.
Add salt and pepper if you wish.
Then tip it all into a dish.

Are winter sparrows in the park
In its top branches are perched
A cheerful song a sweet note
A hungry eye for berries searched
Folded wings and a tiny shiver
A flurry of many fluttered wing
Then as one voice in a chorus
The little creatures begin to sing
The joyful news of a newborn king
Their message pass year to year
Triumphant in such solstice cheer
In that long twilight bright aureus
The sound of nature glorius
Atop the twigs of golden laurus

There are foolish words, attitudes without value, irreproachable needs, guilt that does not need an owner, unnecessary cries that evoke the most intrinsic secrets that the past washed, days that do not require the rotation of the earth, thoughts that do not accompany precision and I am the one you do not have the world to be born again, I say yes to love even if you lack good Intensions, that near you I do not need the sea to see its waves when your my dear princess inspires everything to fly without wings. You make dawn sprinkle in a dying desert, you invite the sincere and our quietness, it is enough for you to let me dream of making you free. Happiness knows that you make me happy. With you, luck becomes mystical. You are certain that even the incredible fades, so even though there are paths that were never made, hearts that were never found, faces without sculpting, I will always say yes to your Love even without thinking of me.

Amed

Today I do not find an adequate start to dedicate some lines that make you blush, I seek in my conscience pieces of your personality that bring my muse back to inspiration, you are the daily work of my thoughts, that is the reason why I am full of you in a single breath, you are always present, you are always my present, I trust in the goodness of my heart to choose you as the heir of my life, help me to be happy, become yourself what is unknown of me, transform into that you never ignore, to know about you is to know love, to know you in not knowing everything. I open my mouth to pronounce you, but my weak spirit takes my hand to emphasize with emphasis these beats that oppose exile, I have to express you, I have to mutilate my sorrows with the sole purpose of extolling your soul, of what you lack is what that I will show off to the world. Many do not know you because you do not abound, but everyone wants you because you are unique.Humanize love, personify the passion, deliver that blue sky painted with kisses and happy dawns, is there with you where I want to inhabit, consume me I want to be your skin caring for your body, I want to be your love letter and always fall in love or be that infallible need to turn your nightmares into a beautiful love story. Let me be those tender arms that always help you and scare of you any suffering."I promise to be that happiness that you long to live forever happy"
Amed

Humanbeings are ALTERNATIVE NATURE...one who is not
alternative can manifest
anything N
everything in reality,
Thats the POWER of
EIGHT..POWER of GOD,
The powerfull one keeps a
BIG-SHOULDER !!!

Hands reaching across the Sea of Possibilities
Faces reflected in the Tides of Time
Nature struggles between growth and necessity
Knowledge bridges today and choice

Water, water, Gift of Life
Heal our Hearts before the poison flows
Water, water, Gift of life
Heal our Hearts before the poison flows

Distance judged by the length of our readings
Time measured in the hope of our days
Science tests the truths of theology
Faith waits for the holding of hands

Water, water, Gift of life
Heal our hearts before the poison flows
Water, water, Gift of life
Heal our hearts before the poison flows