new york, new york, oh city teaming with life and lands and cultures dreaming of new horizons opened wide like lady liberty and the morning tide — 2003 (possibly march)
starlight, smile bright the girl i love is mine tonight i wish i may, i wish i might have her to hold til morning light — 3/6/10 – 102
soft light like snowflakes fell a quiet cover on silent streets cold air bringing winters chill to herald evenings winter flight — 2/8/10 – 76
the room was filled with theater the rise and rhythmic fall of voices echoing words and wise opinions on life’s vicissitudes and choices — Barber Shop – 2/6/10 – 74 #favorite
your lithe form is a panoply of pleasures a cacophony that beats against my senses i stand before you overwhelmed by the fury that washes over and disarms my defenses — 2/3/10 – 71 #favorite
there are a million mysteries that are hidden on the earth what secrets will you uncover to what ideas will you give birth — 2/2/10 – 69
fluid and grace express poetry in motion while the musics dance to a rolling rhythm and your voices rise to meet the emotion expressed in the falling meter and rhyme — 1/26/10 – 61 #favorite — (inspired by Lifehouse’s Learn You Inside Out)
whither goest thou little bird? for whom dost thou sing? what love hast compelled thee this melody to bring? art thou sent by some lover his beloved to woo? by thy sweet serenade his desire to pursue? i pray this is so, little bird, it puts hope in my heart…
your delicate softness masks the bitter wind and amber glows on your icy countenance the frigid fingers of your caress warms me as i dwell on the beauty of your substance i see the night fall on the driven visage of your bleak and lonely midwinter landscape and the beauty…
forthwith i call to the mighty throne reveal in me the spirit divine for my heart emits a plaintive groan and suffers from this absence thine — 1/6/10 – 38
what flies against the distant lee in the meadow by the bay who waits beyond the great oak tree with hair like fire and eyes dark grey smell the evening fresh like clover sitting in the woodland shadow whispery kisses in your bower your laugh peals out like a flower…
dissociative phrases slip in and out foggy dew, fog lifted, foghorn, leghorn. ;) creative buzz, cackling energy welling glad to be free. free of the fog. there it is again, chase the pent up rush. ideas in a fuss, hear the thrush! now focus. crisp. clear, feel the clarity, contrasty,…
1) Far to the east, with the glowing sun bathing A battleground strewn with many knights dying A battle is fought, with the morning sun rising Fought for fair Avalon, for the High Kings calling2) Great are the knights, they are noble in bearing Loyal and true, their fel swords are swinging They fought against…
Observe the lark, who flies from twig to branchHow he gaily lifts his head and wingObserve his twinkling eyes and hear his chirpHow he proudly lifts his voice to singSing sweet your song, O morning larkSing of the Creator and creatureLet peal your laughing jubilant harkAnd greet the rays of…
Star light, star bright, Sweet star in the sky tonightI wish I may, I wish I might, Wish you well till morning light