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    Blowing By


    2013 - 01.28

    I sit in oscillation watching the world blow on by.

    It’s hard to get off the floor, crawling to a window

    To peer out at something ugly that is trying to be cool

    I have made many walls in  my Rhymes.

     

    Forcing information to follow the laws of my perspective

    And wedges of Karma kept it all from getting out of hand.

    I got forced into something that required me to step down

    And watch my life Blow By, I am just grabbing at scenarios.

     

    I love the way life kisses you with existence

    And just when you learn the next groove

    It is all taken from you, this is the test.

    Making everything count, as the gift it is

    She sure Keeps me Hanging On.

     

    When what I see, outruns what I know

    I just shut down conduits of reactions

    And make myself limited to the moment.

    I fight this war every day this way

    And I watch my life just Blow By………

     

    Because what am I is but another soul, like you friend.

    I could be fighting here awhile, I have always known this

    But my will is going to push me through,

    Someday hopeful of reintegration  to the Here and Now.

    And a cease fire of all the chatter

    Which is really is loud right now.

     

    (SG2013)

    Dark Eyes of the Winter


    2013 - 01.19

    Oh, the gentlemen are talking and the midnight moon is on the rise.
    They’re drinking up and walking and it is time for me to slide
    I live in another world where life and death are memorized
    Where the earth is strung with lovers’ pearls and all I see are dark eyes.

    A heron sounds so far away and a priest is deep in prayer
    Some mother’s child has gone astray, she can’t find him anywhere
    But I can hear another drum beating for the dead that are soon to rise
    I can feel the fear as they come and all I see are dark eyes.

    They tell me to be discreet for all intended purposes,
    They tell me revenge is sweet and from where they stand, I’m sure it is.
    But I feel nothing for their game where beauty goes unrecognized,
    All I feel is heat and flame and all I see are dark eyes.

    Oh, girl, you’re in paradise and a lonely man is at the wheel
    Hunger pays a heavy price to the falling gods of straw and steel
    Oh, time is short and the days are sweet and passion rules the arrow that does fly
    A million faces all around, but all I see are dark eyes.

    (SG2013)