The BlessingAnd in the bright rays of the morning That liquid gold poured out Some still fail to see the Almighty And after an ice storm When all the world is crystal After the ravages of the fire in a forest When life, like hope, springs yet again Amidst the majesty of the sea Tho feeling its power, its grandeurThe Blessing
Some still disbelieve in the Maker of It All (I confess, I know not how they do) Despite the endless wonders of the body The momentous occasion of a birth The presence in all of various Given talents, These are not accepted as miracles And the moon rises a
Where Would I...?Where would I find the other half of my soul, in anyone else? There is another who thinks like me,Where Would I...?
laughs at what I laugh at,
and dreams my dreams? Dream lady come to life, I was your shining prince This I know, for you told me In a moment of utter rapture And where could I find another with such golden words? And inner beauty that rivals her outer perfection Another child of the universe Where would I find her Now that I’
In Another LifeMaybe we can get together In another life, in another life Maybe we would’ve made it In another life, in another life Things were just too hard in this one People and circumstances kept us apart But perhaps if things had been different, we could’ve been forever So I will wait for you in the next life, where we can start again And hope we can attain the happiness there that we couldn’t reach, in this one When none will get between us; and we will have a love we are ready to embraceIn Another Life
I will see you in the next life, after I make the
This is Where...This is where I take your hand Look deep into your golden eyes Tell you what our life would be like Forever We’d ride across the countryside on horseback Race across the desert Hop trains like vagabonds Sail all seven seas Make love in every forest, nature abuzz around us Making new friends, new art everyday Come live with me, be my muse Your beauty a lighthouse to me during life’s darkest moments Love me My beloved ivory statue All grace and porcelain skin Your gypsy spirit, entwine your fingers in mine I met you, you seemed untouchable ButThis is Where...
Bohemian UrgeBohemian Urge by Scott WalldrenBohemian Urge
Oh to be a Bohemian and live the life of the street musician, except for in the wintertime, of course, when my accordion would freeze to the money-collecting monkey’s paw and he would have to be chopped free from my shoulder by some kindly axe-wielding passerby.
And then of course, I’d have to buy a new accordion. And a new monkey. Hmm.
But how sweet it could be! Sitting on a bench in the park or on the sill of a shop window, playing outside with my heart’s joys and sorrows for the occasional scrap of a doll
BlackoutYou are trapped within the cavity of your own mind. A rotting hole in your skull takes shape. No one can see it from the outside. The hole is undetected, but your condition shows something is wrong. Do you love the nightmares? Do you despise the happy dreams? Can you even tell the difference? What about the distinction between reality and not? You can’t say anything and show even less. Those who love you swarm about. Again, are they there, or are they the dreams? You wake up much later in life. To you, it’s been little or no timBlackout
cya
Simple and awesome. It's a pleasure to read the poems.
PS: OK, I'n still "fightin`" with "Lead Guitarist", but for now it's just... just... cool.
PPS: Damned German, I'm forgettin` my English!
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If we can't laugh, then our enemies win!
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Have no fear of perfection - you'll never reach it.
--Salvador Dali
Cheak out my
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"Do you has what it takes to join the Homestarmy? Will you bring a sack lunch and some orange slices for me?"
"Prepare to feel the flouride sting of the Homestarmy!"
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