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What Dreams May ComeAs I lay me down to sleep I dream of tales untold.
Lovers who can drive me wild and some who leave me cold.
Bitter dreams of bitter things and sometimes streets of gold.
Dreams of timid angels and of some who herald bold.
Flying high o'er barren lands and seas of aqua hue.
I relish sights unseen and cherish every hidden view.
Earth relinquished planet Janus now is born anew.
Wondering if truths held dear were ever really true.
Heaven's carriage with no riders sailing toward the moon.
Wishing wells and private hells and Macy's day balloons.
Under water still can breathe a miracle lagoon.
Living happy dancing slowly singing lovesick tunes.
As I lay me down to sleep I dream of tales untold.
Some are newly painted and some dreams are really old.
Never given thought to meanings as these do unfold.
Waking hours living life have kept my dreams on hold.
From the time she was small she lived life to the full,
that grand gal named Katie O'Malley.
She'd watch butterflies dance, kept her eyes on the gull,
spent most of her days in the valley.
I was eighteen when she came on the scene,
a girl with red hair an' a dimple.
Wise beyond years but herself just a teen,
me, just a lad plain and simple.
The summer we met was like Eden in bloom,
we walked hand in hand through the meadow.
Pretend she's a bride and then I'd be her groom,
Neither would for any else settle.
The summer did end and my Katie did leave,
the memories will ne'er be forgotten.
I'd travel the world for her love, I believe,
this poor lad from Glasgow, in Scotland.
Wintertime came with a knock on my door,
a letter delivered, I wondered.
Could it be Katie, I pondered some more?
As I opened, I'd swear that it thundered!
Tears down my cheeks as I read the sad news,
Katie had perished that autumn.
The leaves on the trees had provided the ruse,
attached - her obi
She cries out into the stillness of the night:
"Why is this happening to ME?"
"Why are you hurting ME?"
"Why won't you leave ME alone?"
Her words float on the air, ascending upward,
then fall to the ground gently, as flakes of snow;
frozen tears from Heaven.
"Is anyone listening? Does anyone care?"
The heart grows cold, numb. Darkness beckons.
"Oh, just to sleep and never wake up!"
The constant pain. The ever-present need for
resolution, for closure.
But like an evil bird that refuses to return to the nest,
forsaking her own, so too relief keeps fleeing.
The noises in her head - a cacophony of confusion!
Unrelenting, unbearable, when will it end?
A Voice in the darkness, low and sweet, calling to her, beckoning her.
"Child, do you not know that you are loved?
Are you not aware that I hold your existence in the palm of my hand?
Like a butterfly you are to me.
Your broken wing; shall I not show pity?
I WILL heal your pain, I WILL nurtu
What He NoticedHe noticed that her hair was as blonde as the sun,
perfectly brushed, hanging loosely about her shoulders.
He noticed that her lips were as red as crimson,
curled slightly up, in an everlasting smile.
He noticed that her wedding ring glistened in the light,
a band of gold, a reminder of good times past.
He noticed that her eyes were closed as if asleep,
those beautiful blues, the windows to her soul.
But what he noticed most of all was a heart no longer beating,
a chest no longer rising and falling with breath.
"This deafening silence; O to hear her laugh once again!"
As she lay there now in her eternal bedchamber,
her lifeless body as still as the hands of a broken timepiece,
he couldn't help notice, no, he couldn't help but notice...
That his life would never be the same.
On Bended KneeOn bended knee he knelt, and asked her for her hand.
She shed a little tear, together they would stand.
They'd build a life as one, he'd love her through the years.
She'd gladly bear his son, he'd help her with her fears.
The years went by so fast, gray hairs and weathered skin.
Yet still their love held fast, they stayed through thick and thin.
Children came and children went, now grand-babes on the way.
They couldn't wait to hold them, nor could they wait to play.
Then one cold winter night, he caught a fevered chill.
She doctored him with love, he took her little pills.
His fever never left, the days grew cold and hard.
She dreamt of days gone by, him working in the yard.
When it seemed that all was lost, and he was near the end,
she got on bended knee, knelt down beside her friend.
She looked up to the heavens, and prayed with all her might.
If only He would hear, then things would be alright.
As she looked into the night, the moon cast such a glow!
The stars were shining bright
Child of NewtownThe last time I saw you; your face, etched forever in my memory.
Those eyes, so wise, and yet loving. Your laugh, yes that laugh,
how can I ever forget! The memories we shared of good times
(sure, there were tough times too), frolicking in the wood, dancing
in the sand together, always together. You and me, me and you, living and
loving, sharing the best of times.
Will I see you again? Will we sing together again? Your favorite songs,
I know them all, word for word. I could sing them in my sleep, or recite your
favorite stories with one hand tied behind my back. Eating ice cream with you on a warm
summer night; the very best of times! My favorite was vanilla, yours rocky road.
Watching your favorite cartoon with you on Saturday morning; precious! Oh how I miss
you my child, my dear, sweet child. My heart is broken, forever numb.
"Come back to me, please come back."
"Awaken, my child, for the world is brand new.
The birds sing a song, their song is for YOU.
For the World is Hollow..."FOR THE WORLD IS HOLLOW, AND I HAVE TOUCHED THE SKY"
All of my life I have struggled;
reality vs. fantasy.
I have lived here in this bubble;
no one alive will listen to me.
They call me the 'ghoul-faced madman'.
If I could just get them all to see,
we're dwelling here in a tin can;
floating along through space endlessly.
"Lock him up! Throw away the key!
Yes, secure him behind bar and door.
Ignore the dreamer, let him be;
don't listen to his rants anymore!"
If only they'd just ask me why,
I'd tell them right straight to their face:
For the world is hollow, and I have touched the sky...
it's all a grand illusion; we're lab rats in this place!
"Run, run, run little toad,
vain is your attempt to flee.
I'm a hunter supreme,
I'm quick and I'm mean,
today you'll be supper for me."
"Away, away, away evil hawk,
you'll never catch up with me.
I'm fast for my size,
I'm agile and wise,
I'll not be dinner you'll see."
"Hide, hide, hide little toad,
fine vision was granted to me.
You'll not get away,
though try as you may,
I see you there under that tree."
"Try, try, try evil hawk,
a hole I have found so I'm free.
I'm smarter than you,
this refuge will do,
today I'm so glad to be me!"
Cherry MoonI met the girl I'd never leave one starlit summer night.
We walked along a wooded path till just about midnight.
I spoke to her poetic words, she sang a lovesick tune...
under a cherry moon
Her eyes were blue, her hair was blonde, her lips a shade of red.
I watched her as she danced a jig, for her my heart now bled.
I knew that day she was the one and that we'd marry soon...
under a cherry moon
I walked her home and stood with her outside her front porch door.
I kissed her gently on the cheek, my heart was wanting more.
I promised her that I'd return the twenty-fourth of June...
under a cherry moon
We wed that year before it's end and never once looked back.
We chose a night when moon was full and sky was reddish black.
I look back fondly on that night when love first came to bloom...
under a cherry moon
I won't forget the love she gave, the life that I have lived.
Her gentle ways and loving care was heaven's greatest gift.
The night she passed I died ins
DreamThere he stands,
The man simply known as Dream.
He's different now, fallen from grace,
And risen back up to it.
He was a joyous man, but he was beaten,
Torn and scarred, starved and tormented.
How did he get past it all they question me.
I know the answer, only because I asked him myself.
This is what he said to me,
"You can only be broken so much,
Eventually they stop trying,
Then you take every scar,
Every fracture and shattered piece,
And turn them into strengths and advantages.
Since they can't hurt you anymore,
You have nothing left to fear."
He turned his tortured soul into flawlessness.
That is who he is now, a happy wounded soul,
A perfect little broken Dream.
You've been with me.You've carried me in your arms.
You've protected me from harm.
The journey has been long.
Not much further shall it prolong.
I'm in the home stretch.
I'm close to finishing this race.
I've been through the darkness.
Overcame the obstacles I had to face.
You heard me when my voice felt unheard.
You listened to me rejoice and complain, ever single word.
I feel a sense of closure.
I've been trying to keep my composure.
Praise be to you my Lord!
I'll dance in the joy of hope.
Bring on the thunderstorm.
I want to see what else I can cope.
Life has its up and downs.
It gives you smiles and frowns.
I know you will always be near.
In Jesus, whom shall I fear?
Wake up loveHush now,
I'm sorry the dream must end.
It's time to wake up
and face the world.
Reality is harsh,
the people are cold,
that's how it is
and you must wake up.
For you have been asleep long enough.
Time to wake love,
and be with your people
they wait for you
and have never given up.
You can't let them down.
The alarm's going off,
and reality is waiting.
You are only human
and cannot do much
but everyone is important
and life is waiting just for you.
Can you hear their cries?
And the bellows of pain?
You can stop them
but only if you wake up.
It's time to wake up love,
and face the world.
They cry for your return
and you can't let them down.
Letter To An OtterLively otter, playful companion
Have you had any adventures
In the years since we last met
That are worth reciting in verse?
What pleasures have you encountered
In the splash of the river's song?
Do you often taste the nectar
Of bountiful diving forays?
Your aquatic agility
Allows all your untainted joy
To flow throughout your body with ease
And I am envious of you
How can your joy be untainted
When so much darkness runs rampant?
Is this eternal merriment
The result of a simple life?
An ode to a certain beautyThere's a certain beauty
That has captured my eye
Her friendship would behoove me
I can not pass her by
She may not be pencil thin
but to me, that is okay
She won't be taken by the wind
So her body I will not trade.
She may not be Americas top model
but there's no doubt that she is fine
The space between our eyes like tunnels
Their beauty traveling into my mind.
She may not be the next Einstein
But she is smart enough for me
She says the right thing at the right time
And puts my heart at ease
She may not be perfect to others
but everyone makes mistakes
The only real crime she has ever mustered
Was the taking of my heart today
She may not be be real popular
but she is just enough to make me laugh
She isn't scared of a little dirt
And always knows how to have a blast
So that's how I feel about this girl
How I fight to make her mine
but hopefully I'm the last man in the world
or she believes that "Love is blind"
So if you happen to see my girl
Pass this message, and be so kind
When one door closes...I’ve heard the saying
When one door closes, another opens,
I felt the disconnect and the lock clicked shut
It closed for just a moment
Then opened so hard
That it spun me
I went down in a haze of mixed emotions,
Not over my loss but feeling for you,
My wants mangling each other,
Eating each other alive,
Until there was nothing left
When the tears stopped
and you were there, waiting
I ran toward you
Wanting change, wanting freedom
Embracing an uncertain future
Your eyes were like the ocean
A swirling punch bowl of blue and white,
So inviting in their dance
So severe was the pull of your undertow
That I dove right in
Without a life preserver
Through your door I swam
With a tail like a mermaid
Propelling me face first
Into your warm water embrace,
With a smile
Meant just for you
It wasn’t what I wanted
At the time...
It was unexpected,
It was love laid out at my feet
In a trail of hot sand
That burned my toes
Until you carried me
The jigsaw boyThe girl sits on the dusty floor,
Surrounded by odds and ends.
Holding the jigsaw boy, trying to put him together again.
He fell from a very great height,
She sobs for him every night.
None of the pieces fit.
He looks up at her with empty eyes,
The colour of faded blue skies.
His skin is covered in scars and cracks,
Maps that lead her to nowhere
Round and round in circles, like a merry go round.
His soul is scattered around her like glass,
She cuts herself trying to pick the pieces up.
She tries to be distant, she tries to be kind
But in her heart she knows she broke this boy
That lies in pieces at her feet.
She crushed his heart in the palm of her hand
And now she doesn’t know what to do.
She knows that she doesn’t have much time,
Before he falls over this ledge.
He builds these walls between them,
That she will have to climb.
Life has lost its colour and time has lost its grace.
Where his heart was is now an empty space,
Pain consumes his soul.
Wake up now, my dear old friendWake up now, my dear old friend,
Your daily sleep has reached its end.
Embrace your worldly cares once more
And take one step outside your door;
You’ll find there, waiting for you still,
The tasks and deeds you’ve to fulfill
So do not waste another ray,
Get up, get up and start your day.
You’ll have your sleep again tonight
And when you do, you will sleep tight
But until such times are near,
Get up, wake up, today is here.
WITHOUT YOU I AM NOTHINGWithout you I am nothing, for what am I without you?
Given the choice of your love and the light of the sun,
I would risk eternal darkness and let your love light my way.
No purpose is greater under heaven than love from the soul,
To receive this love is priceless; to give it humbles me so.
Love is the answer, love is the key, it is in the ocean and the air we breathe.
Love is timeless, ageless, and blind, for you need not see to love.
Sweet Becky, how precious you are, I am on top of the world now!
Devoted to giving you a better life, remember this one thing,
Without you I am nothing…
Yours, my loveYou are the light that still shines on me
FOr you I will pine eternally
YoU were the one who did set me free
YouR love will always my comfort be
RoseS smell sweetest, my fragrant plea
SouL unto soul and heart unto heart
FoOlish is one who would tear this apart
EVery love has hardhips right from the start
Eternity's for those who choose ne'er to part
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