VIOLINE I: Oh lovely life oh my love Oh love i say i adore you
violin ii: tears weep my mouth in all i feel seeing you
Viola: if love is God then i have met Him in Glory
Violoncello und Kontraba:
my dear, i am honored to be here with you now
the seasons were long and suns came up and
then silently went beneath my wishes
oh, i saw you in the sparrow and the green
tallest grasses my sweetest love
and now together!
:: 07-25-2015 ::
we werelings likeness
savings (trolls dancing
beneath bridges)
coins in pockets clanging
like silver hearts!
whose words like lips
closed speaking
and two foots liking
here of this earth!
dancing Eine kleine Nachtmusik,
K525! we order a life and
they send us a thought
(like someone ordered pie)
and let us dance over
smashed words — open
broken vows of oath so
trembling cracked —
smiles ~~ i see nothing
but drenching spray of
pink and white and reds
all across this unbelievable
lovely life! So dance,
sing! Twirling souls
have no time for fear
or hurt or pain!
:: 07-25-2015 ::
if you love me
uoy evol i fi
i love you
em evol ouy fi dna
and i know dear…
i’m still a child
in my heart
tihs ym tae dna
LOL! I do love you!
forgive me. i do
LOVE YOU!!!!!
:: 07-25-2015 ::
even WINGS
in sunlit burst-KISS
me as i purple-pink
you; love
we two know
smiles
as when i hug
the immense whole
of what i see in you
oh God! i should cry
if laughter did not
stumble God telling
me — YES! Two points
of a period within
a comma of life!
:: 07-25-2015 ::
WE carry heavy moments;
some upon backs and
then when others choose
hearts — burstForth
song and prose!
i know the little mouth
it is my heart but
largest when i write;
and to know humans
who destroy dreams
i say even the dead
can die again
always war
:: 07-25-2015 ::
and Spring(tide
pulls are gentle
tugs upon hearts)
no.ne_I>LOVEme
and did ->who
knew one ever
(knew the sound
of an ocean in
a kept shell)
i envy sand
that someTHING
takes it away!
but not love
in my own life!
So, the song of
waves my keeper;
keeps me alive
and you — lost
at sea.
the flotsam vomit
jetsam blood!
:: 07-25-2015 ::
IN ALL my likeness i let her in as a sun
in my dream and in my heart
i took the reins of reality in all our
hope; it came as an open space and the
elders of twelve said, “all is real
and all revealed” i read the book
of the One in the universal library
and tinker bell laughed — she
said, oh, “oh! what you see will
not be revealed, it’s all just for
you to see!” So i refused and awoke
and grabbed a pen and began to
write: but saw only blank pages
of the book of all of life and the
answers of all questions — revealed.
In all my dreams and all my hopes
i sleep to remember but like lit bulbs
of sun sinking it’s quite clear, oh, we’re not
to reveal what it all means while
in flesh ||
:: 07252015 ::
i kissed the life of my heart
knowing someday i’ll walk up
toward the stairs to a place
where i can see everything
and i have no regrets
i walked across a path of fire
laughing but my tears put them out
and i was no one to be sure and
even not what you knew.
In a tree by a river where we
kissed there is a nightingale
that sings “do we really know,
do we really wonder” i am one
of those voices who stand lonely
and do you really know // i wonder
oh, do you really know — i wonder
And i gave all of my soul to the
Queen but the Knight and Brook
took away the board of my life
and the council of 12 laughed
so i really wonder
:: 07-25-2015 ::
Remove yourself live your life
thinking you could be the
one who means life
prove yourself to be the one
who owns your heart
say you are afraid
but you watch it now
So you lose yourself
and there’s no reason
but to be who you are
we have no option
but to accept free will
so be yourself
You own your heart
so you have to die
when it’s time
so let me live my life
the way i want to
As they say, owner
of a lonely heart
and the story of life
is quicker than the
blink of an eye
like hello and goodbye
:: 07-25-2015 ::
Helena has a name like the sun
that never goes dark
it rings like a bell through
the night and like her love
it takes flight and if you’ve
never loved like Romeo or Juliet
you could never know how a promise
is a kiss-brush of heaven
like Helena who has a name
like the sun ~ it hurts my
self ; so rain, dawn,
aurora i could die so cut
my rope and let me drop
a black sheep child opposite
of life; pupils dilating
like columbine killer
with slow watches
rubbing salt into bullet wounds
what should i do? i’m
high/hi and i’m bi/bye
like a silver fork in the road
playing keno took the psycho
path where they rob memory
bank –i’m all in a brain cell
and what the hell am i trying
to say ~ i love myself and
so much better than you
i’m all love and life and sun
so go home and let me paint
and write poetry like i’m insane
i’m insane and can’t complain
:: 07-25-2015 ::
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