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Not where I stand

I have not seen leaves turn brown,
Fine mist above a country town
And morning frost on the ground
Flakes of snow, falling all around

I do not heard Angelus bells ring

Don’t Give Up On Love

Why do some live their lives alone?
No love equals its loss not to mourn
Or is the reason they remain forlorn
Believing they will find hearts of stone

Love at arm’s length

Some keep their grief in
Whilst others shout it out
Whatever you do, it hurts
How did this come about?

You can open yourself up
For your heart to cry or sing
Or meet love at arms length

Hey Joe (The Plumber)

Hey Joe, you got a lot of air tonight
Monkey wrench used a lot in the fight
Hey Joe, he cares a lot ‘bout you pal
Hey Joe, I didn’t even get a little call

I Love Fox News

I ain’t ready to listen to you
And your high faultin’ views,
I know exactly what I will do
And that’s to watch Fox News

This geezer is hard of hearing
And their audio is real loud

Parachutes of Gold

You and I, both clutch at hope
Our companion in desperate days
Our ruinous future now bespoke
By others ill and wayward ways

And to think we placed our faith
On monuments of steel and glass

Heart and Mind

Here, see I’ve opened
The window of my mind
Visit, on leaving please tell
Of what you hoped to find

Oh, no, love is not there
It’s safely in my heart
My mind is for other things

Know yourself

Love is a place
Light years away
If you ever get there
You’re not allowed to stay

Happiness is an illusion
Rotating in your head
When it’s caught you find

The mess we are in

If virtue is not wanted
And honesty a sin
And purity parodied
What a mess we’re in

If gluttony is the style
And greed the way to go
Won’t allowing excesses
Cause dishonor grow?

Don’t Look Back

Don’t look back at your life
You can’t bring it back
It’s past, gone
Look forward to your life
Things to do, anticipate
In the new morn

In all hopelessness

Luminous Eyes

The luminosity of her eyes
Accentuated by the trace of tears
Told much of her hope’s demise
The realization of her many fears

Of un-requited love given freely

Monsoon Love

The sky is slate grey
Not the usual blue
Still sky, no sound
Where once birds flew

It is an expectation
Of rain from above
On the yearning earth
Awaiting its love

I see you

I see you in the sea
Calm and still
Quietly beautiful

I see you in the sky
Brilliant blue
Blindingly beautiful

I see you in the river
Rushing madly
Tempestuously beautiful

Pleasure and Pain

Conceived in pleasure
Born in pain
They hold us, hit us
Again and again

Feelings that surround
Our everyday life
From dawn to dusk
Happiness and strife

Love, our goal
Is hardly found

What are we looking for?

Our wishes are of many kinds
Money, love, fleeting smiles
But most often one finds
These satisfy for a little while
But the meeting of like minds
Will continue to the end of time