Thursday, December 18, 2014

Been Buzy...

Will be back with more after the Holidays, maybe the New Year! Be Well! Or If Doctor Who inspires me...

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Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Christmas Music In Other Words…

My Dad was an English teacher for nigh unto 35 years. He used to use many tricks to try the class involved and attentive. One that he pulled out around this time of year was a quiz called “Are our Auditory Perceptions Similar?” He would have a list of phrases and then the students would have to “translate” them.  Sounds similar in a lot of ways to hashtag wars to me! If I was using it like that I would call it #Christmasmusicinotherwords The first one BTW is “Do you hear what I hear?”
Are Our Auditory Perceptions Similar?
Cobalt Noel
Unto Others A Joyous Yuletide Aspiration
Bring Forth the Frozen Precipitation
Hail Petite Hamlet on the West Bank
Hail Revered Eventide
Kris Kringle Approaches the Municipality
Muteness Falls From Dusk Till Dawn
Argentate Tintinnabulums
Achromatic Twenty Fourth Day of December*(only so many ways you can say it you know)
Caribou of a Specific Name with Crimson Color Proboscis


Friday, December 5, 2014

Apart

Apart

I tried to fall in love today
And went to give my heart away
But I found a note that read
You stole my heart I’ve taken yours in stead
I thought about it long and hard
Who could be such a callow card?
To take my heart with nary a word?
Not even by a look inferred
Only one name came to mind
The tangled knot, it did unwind
I followed the path where it did lead
To retrieve my heart with utmost speed
But when I reached to bring it back
You grabbed my hand for a change of tack
We fell in to soulful bliss
As we slowly began to kiss
Now I know I have no heart
It has always been apart
With my love it will stay
Until the night becomes the day


#fall, #love, #heart, #stole, #callow, #word, #look, #tangled, #knot, #path, #lead, #retrieve, #hand, #tack, #soulful, #bliss, #kiss, #apart, #night, #day, #poem, #poetry, 

Thursday, December 4, 2014

Cento Three: I Don't Know How to Love Him...

I would walk 500 miles
Hide your love away
I’ll give you shelter from the storm
I’ll do anything
Just to be where you are
When the time is right
Call me
No matter what
I’ll be there
I’ll be waiting
Fool that I am


#cento, #TheProclaimers, #AnthemLights, #BobDylan, #JasonMraz, #Lifehouse, #GriffinHouse, #Blondie, #boyZone, #TheFourtops, #Adele, #poem, #poetry #experimental

Bubble

Bubble
Frozen moments in time
Reach liquid form combusting
They explode into the present
With scents and senses reeling
A thread is ripped from time and space
It pulls the pattern out of weave
The slightest breeze untangles it all
And forces us to believe
In higher powers that control our lives
In fates and presence foreboding
To doubt is to no longer be alive
The past is fast eroding


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Thursday, November 27, 2014

Beauty

Beauty

Beauty is not ephemeral.
Beauty is permanence, passion,
Fleeting moments do just that,
They fly away.
What matters is what stays.
The fire that burns,
Way down deep in your soul,
Too far down to be quieted or quenched
By an uncaring gaze.
In your memory, it will reside
Forever.
It lives in the collective unconscious.
Like a heartbeat;
Steady, Solid,
Undeniable,
It waits upon it’s time.
To question beauty,
Is to question one’s own self.
If you doubt what is real
Know only this,
The truth in beauty lies,
In knowing oneself.
If you do not take the time now
To know and love yourself,
You can never know love,
Or Beauty


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Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Crux

Crux

Call out just once and I’ll be there
No matter how far away
Time will not alter or change me
My love is here to stay
Take time to make some revisions
I know it worries you so
But remember I will be here waiting
When you’ve reached your lowest low
The world does its best to break you
To put you down in your place
But I’ll be here to protect you
Wipe the shadows that darken your face
So call on me when the time comes
Lean on me, I’m steady as the Earth
But the hour is coming when questions will rise
Time to prove your mettle and worth


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