She is round ripe orangeyellowgold
Beautiful and shy
Hiding behind the trees
Lyrics, poems, prose,
Sometimes, Heaven knows.
Sometimes, Heaven knows.
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Moon Women
Some women gently hold the glow and shimmer of Moon in their eyes.
They draw circles in the sand with unshod toes while their breath embraces Moon -
Gold or silver, round or crescent.
In every phase they know Moon and She knows them.
These women are knowers.
Phoebe, Serene, Artimis.
It's time to know, Greek girl,
You are a Goddess, too.
They draw circles in the sand with unshod toes while their breath embraces Moon -
Gold or silver, round or crescent.
In every phase they know Moon and She knows them.
These women are knowers.
Phoebe, Serene, Artimis.
It's time to know, Greek girl,
You are a Goddess, too.
Spinning
Around your life, so tightly wound,
The thread you spin of what is left of you,
Keeps everything and everyone in place.
Exactly the correct place.
No room for mistakes or tears
Too many rely on your perfection.
When will it be your time?
The time for the thread you spin to create something just for you.
Perhaps a shawl to keep out the cold,
And on which to dry your tears.
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Cider
My recent trip to England inspired me to write this socio-politically significant piece
Cider
Pour me another pint of cider
Sweet elixer from the tree
God knows there's nothing wrong with apples
And cider's very good for me
Pour me another pint of cider
Shiny, warming liquid gold
Happy, hardy rounds of laughter
Sing with every story told.
Pour me another pint of cider
Wholesome sunshine from a glass
And don't dare say I've had too many
Till I fall down on my ass.
Cider
Pour me another pint of cider
Sweet elixer from the tree
God knows there's nothing wrong with apples
And cider's very good for me
Pour me another pint of cider
Shiny, warming liquid gold
Happy, hardy rounds of laughter
Sing with every story told.
Pour me another pint of cider
Wholesome sunshine from a glass
And don't dare say I've had too many
Till I fall down on my ass.
Monday, March 14, 2011
I Scream*
You wait just one mile away.
I hear you. I feel you calling me.
I need you tonight even though I know I’ll regret our secret union
Each time I look in the mirror.
*icecream
I hear you. I feel you calling me.
I need you tonight even though I know I’ll regret our secret union
Each time I look in the mirror.
*icecream
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Blow My Mind :)
(I woke up this morning having just dreamed this country-western song. This is especially weird since I don't listen to C-W music and I've never dreamed a whole song before. Please realize that even in the dream, I was singing it tongue in cheek - which is a difficult way to sing, even in a dream - and in the dream it was obviously a very naughty song.)
Blow My Mind
If you've had a chance to change your mind
I don't mind to wait in line
Cause what you've got's so very fine
Darlin' you just blow my mind.
Darlin' you just blow my mind.
Well I don't need to make you mine
And I'm not sayin' for all time
But I think it would be a crime
To miss it while we're in our prime
Oh, Darlin' you just blow my mind
So give me just a little sign
And Baby, I'll turn on dime
And I will always have the time
Cause I love the way you ring my chimes
Oh, Darlin' you just blow my mind
I reckon it's about sublime
And I ain't religious most the time
But what you do's about divine
So come on, Darlin' blow my mind
Darlin, you just blow my mind.
Blow My Mind
If you've had a chance to change your mind
I don't mind to wait in line
Cause what you've got's so very fine
Darlin' you just blow my mind.
Darlin' you just blow my mind.
Well I don't need to make you mine
And I'm not sayin' for all time
But I think it would be a crime
To miss it while we're in our prime
Oh, Darlin' you just blow my mind
So give me just a little sign
And Baby, I'll turn on dime
And I will always have the time
Cause I love the way you ring my chimes
Oh, Darlin' you just blow my mind
I reckon it's about sublime
And I ain't religious most the time
But what you do's about divine
So come on, Darlin' blow my mind
Darlin, you just blow my mind.
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Bad
I'm tired of whining about being tired.
Afraid to go to work, afraid of being fired.
Who said I was entitled to just feel good?
Who said things would work out as they should?
This isn't a fairy tale where the good guys win
Too often it's over before it begins
And those of us who work are left with the shit
Of those of us who choose to quit.
It ain't me, Babe. Sure as hell ain't me.
Some things I've seen I can't unsee
They take up space within my brain
And I'm left with only jumbled pain.
Give me beads, prayers ready made
To make my sick frustrations fade.
Bring me a god to give relief
And suspend my disbelief.
Afraid to go to work, afraid of being fired.
Who said I was entitled to just feel good?
Who said things would work out as they should?
This isn't a fairy tale where the good guys win
Too often it's over before it begins
And those of us who work are left with the shit
Of those of us who choose to quit.
It ain't me, Babe. Sure as hell ain't me.
Some things I've seen I can't unsee
They take up space within my brain
And I'm left with only jumbled pain.
Give me beads, prayers ready made
To make my sick frustrations fade.
Bring me a god to give relief
And suspend my disbelief.
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