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Green and gold,
and a splash of red..

Took me hours to complete
and I can't take it with me
when I leave.


Two women,
I am close to
and I find myself
all alone.

They both
have a bone
to pick

and I'm bad at
saying I'm sorry.

'Today' is a new day,
and 'today' is the only response
to 'what's up', or 'what's new.'

Today is all that is new,
remember 'nothing new
under the sun'.

You can wait for miles
for that call
you're never going to get,
I changed my bank account
but it doesn't mean I've changed.

My car payment's
not due because I have
two feet and a heart beat,
let alone my bike.

Let's see,
maybe a spot of tea
and some breakie.

I know, a shrimp concoction!

There isn't any 'flying high'
with out some kind of 'crash'
back down to earth.

Time doesn't wait,
you wait while you
watch the paint dry.


© 2013
 Jan 2013 George C
Robert Burns
Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the North,
The birth-place of Valour, the country of Worth;
Wherever I wander, wherever I rove,
The hills of the Highlands for ever I love.

My heart’s in the Highlands, my heart is not here;
My heart’s in the Highlands a-chasing the deer;
A-chasing the wild-deer, and following the roe,
My heart’s in the Highlands wherever I go.

Farewell to the mountains high covered with snow;
Farewell to the straths and green valleys below;
Farewell to the forests and wild-hanging woods;
Farewell to the torrents and loud-pouring floods.

My heart’s in the Highlands, my heart is not here;
My heart’s in the Highlands a-chasing the deer;
A-chasing the wild-deer, and following the roe,
My heart’s in the Highlands wherever I go.
 Jan 2013 George C
Brycical
Thoughts evolve--
some harden
it's not a restart--
--it's a re-tuneup
like a mitochondrion blast to the brain
unchained and unburdened
burping out old patterns
with unhinged words orbiting
Saturn's Rings
the Summer Breeze
keeps teaching me
and I to her
with burning clarity.

It's feeling silly slinging
cyclical prisons off mental cliffs
singing Hallelujah 'till New Year
in our own time
flying through space in her eyes
electrifying each other when I
sometimes understand arabic.  

There's a shift in the desert sands--
feeling rain as I dance on my mind's eye
like waking up from a hallucination
as the water reignites my earthy veins
burning brightly off my tongue
breathing fresh air upon
entering another vertical 27th dimension in space
cause our smiles done gone crazy  
like an azurite lightning strike to the brain!

The name whispered in my mind
by the Summer Breeze
cause I cool things down with ease
with my spiraling cyclical George Carlin cynical
thoughts marchin' causing revolution
within ourselves beating hearts bleeding art
singing blues getting lost in the dawn light sun
sparkling in our smiles smoking like a peace pipe
being passed around a campfire.
 Jan 2013 George C
Georgia
Yes,i was there...
The small red rose gave colour to her life and death...
And she...
She was beautiful, smiling in that old grey picture...Doomed to live there in eternity...
You want to know what i did?
I kneeled and lit her candle one more time...
 Jan 2013 George C
Ajay
Give up agony
coerce unrequited love
make my nerves tingle
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