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TigerEyes Dec 2014
Before she became known as Lady Ann
she grew up poor in a far off land
where she worked her fingers to the bones
in her torn n' ragged worn out clothes
She liked to sing to all the birds
as she walked along with her sheep in herds...  
Little Ann was just barely seven
when her mother went to heaven
All she knew was toil, and strife...
so she became an expert
at swords n' knifes
One night as she walked on home
in the dark n' all alone...
a robber jumped down from a tree
he was sorry when he felt her knee
strike his crotch so rapidly
her gold sword pressed down upon his chest
he scurried away like a *****
running on back to his gypsy camp...
Word got out to The Knight in town...
he decided to give her a diamond crown
for her courage, and bravery in Greenland
he decided to crown her Lady Ann.
© Krisselle S. Cosgrove

"The Princess Series"
TigerEyes Oct 2014
Lay down your love
lay down your lies
honey you know there's no where to hide
So when we hooked up n' it was just fun
yeah, looks like you're finished/yeah, you're all done.
I laid down my love
I didn't give you excuses or lies...
the truth you saw
spoke straight into your eyes...
I guess it's over /yeah we're all done...
you were just there to have some fun...
I guess you're just one of those guy's
it's so easy for you to tell all your lies
I meet your type /each month/n' all day
n' in the end you can't look into my eyes
cause you just wanted  to have your way.

You can't have me without a ring...
So lay down your love n' do the right thing...
© 2014 Krisselle S. Cosgrove
TigerEyes Jul 2013
The watchman who awakens the sleeper
blurry eyed
doubting the images
that have been held inside.
I am the sleeper who has risen
no longer held captive in my internal prison.
It's like an invisible bridge
without an external rope
I am crossing it now...
with a leap to faith
and, a lot of hope.
I once was blind
but now I see
I am free...
I've been holding the key
(this whole time)
I was born with it ...
it's been inside of me.
© 2013
TigerEyes Jan 2016
Let me be the woman I was meant to be
let me run wild through fields of gold
let me run when I am old...
I want to travel the world with you my love
I want to fly with you above
Riding wild horses on the beach
as passionate waves splash upon our feet
Oh, this is the life I want to know
with warm fires inside while it snows...
I read to you as you read to me
all the poems we believe to be...
the wonderful life together that we see.
TigerEyes Dec 2015
I won’t let you take me down
No, baby looks like I’ve won this final round
I’m tired of boxing with fists n’ gloves with you
can’t you just admit that we’re finally through
it’s been the same old song
it’s been the same old tune
let me go
let me go
leave me sleeping in my own bed
let me weep
let me sleep
I have my own sadness, and tears to shed
my own shattered dreams of what could have been
they’ve all been blown up
they’ve all been burned up to no end —
So let me go
let me go —
release my soul
I want to go
I want to go
Please leave me in silence
leave my soul alone
You have harmed me for too long
it’s time for you to move along
let me go
let me go
let me fly
my angel wings
have waved goodbye.
Dedicated to the nightmare of a man known as S.A.
TigerEyes Jun 2015
A beautiful Paris day

CUT TO: A charming sidewalk cafe'

A tres' chic woman gazing at a child nearby
as a red ballon floats on by...

A handsome man WALKS up to her.

"Bonjour, Mademoiselle. Je suis, Ian

We ENTER her thoughts, and LISTEN.

***. I'm so nervous!! I can feel a lake pooling in my Jimmy Choos!

The woman fumbles with a translation book for a moment, and then gives the man her best **** look.

"Tres' bien enchante' vous. Je suis, Marylou"

Why am I sweating so much? He'll meet me -- and run away.  I'm going to die alone. Alone, with my cat. Who's going to feed my cat when I'm dead?!

Marylou attempts to distract herself by flipping her long blonde hair, and smiling confidently.

A piece of lint has fallen in her eye -- giving the impression that she's winking at him.

We ENTER the thoughts of IAN.

Did she just give me the look?! She is so winking at me! There!! She just did it again! Okay. Relax. She's going to run away after she meets me. I'm going to end up dying alone. Alone -- with my dog! Who will feed my dog when I'm dead?!

Marylou -- still blinking her eye, "Parlez vous Englais?"

Ian, "Oui! Oui! Yes! Yes, I do I do!!!!"

Marylou,
Oh, Thank God! I'm from New Jersey! My French ***** so bad!

Ian,
*Oh, Thank God! I'm from Australia. My French ***** so bad!
TigerEyes Jul 2014
We lost her at the train station on a busy Saigon afternoon
her hand had slipped out of fathers when she lost her red balloon
Searching desperately day, and night for months that did not end
one day we found her favorite little doll where the river twists, and bends
I heard a little bird sing a song while sitting in a tree
this is what I heard her say while she sang her song to me...

"I watch you father everyday, and I miss you very much
your voice, and words always had such a gentle touch
It is cold now with the winter snow you ought to bundle up
please know that I am near because I like to cheer you up.
I see you through the window, and it makes me feel so very sad
that you blame yourself because you lost my little hand....
and, you make yourself feel so guilty, and incredibly so bad--
I'm the little bird that sits in your tree....
I sing for you everyday.
I hope you hear the song I sing to you,
from my heart to you ... from me."
© 2014
TigerEyes Feb 2014
I wanna live to love
Cause you shine'n like the stars above
Baby, Baby...
I got it bad for you...
so please don't ever/make me blue
when I say to you /that my love is true..
Baby, Baby...
I'm dance'n in moonlight
sing'n this song tonight
Cause I got it bad for you...
So please... Baby, Baby
Don't say
maybe
you got it bad for me----
too
won't you come on over here
just hold me tight n' hold me near..
n' whisper sweet love songs in my ear..
tell me it's the same for you
(Chorus)
Oh----
n' promise me you will be true
Yeah, I'm fallen...Yeah I'm fallen
I am in love with you
(Chorus)
Oh---
© 2014

An experiment in writing lyrics for a song
**acoustic guitar.
TigerEyes Nov 2015
I can’t think of what’s been lost or, gained
all I know is things are not the same
I’m just standing in rain looking back on us again
wondering, wondering
when it all began to take a fall
was it that rainy night when I had called
and, it wasn’t the sound of you at all
I always thought we could beat the odds
it was gonna be you n’ me against them all
now our forever dream has ended
with just crazy lawyers n’ banks contending
sometimes I don’t even think it’s real
cause I’m so numb that I can’t feel

and, I can’t think of what’s been lost or, gained —
all I know is things are not the same —
yeah, baby not the same
there is no love that has remained
just shattered hearts in shattered glass
of all the dreams that we once had

I’m just standing in the rain looking back on us again
I guess that’s where I may have got it wrong
I guess it’s time for me to move along
don’t know where I’ll be going but I’ve got the dog
and, I’m a blowing
gonna stop this wondering now
this change was destiny somehow.
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TigerEyes Aug 2015
I have a luck dragon
and, he flys me through the sky
I have a luck dragon that never says goodbye
he flys me on his wings
high up in the sky
through storms, and rain
through all my trauma, and all my pain
I have a luck dragon
he's here to stay
he always wipes
every tear away.
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TigerEyes Mar 2015
Draw the lines for yourself
especially when you think
it's all gone to hell...

Inside you know you're good
even if you feel misunderstood
and, to all those voices in your head
that keep reminding you of all the mistakes you've made
just draw new lines for yourself instead
keep reminding yourself that you're alive
yeah, you're not dead --
be your best lyric
be your best friend
just keep on creating a new line again --
and, again --

You're the one only one that can define you
so let it go, yeah, let it go --
even if others can't
just listen to that inside voice that knows
it's about perspective, and circumstance
because everyone deserves a second chance

pretend that everything is your first time
just keep drawing those new lines
soon everything will be clear
you've erased all of your old fears
yeah, soon you'll see ---
*you are exactly who you are meant to be.
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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Krisselle S. Cosgrove March 23rd, 2015
TigerEyes Aug 2015
Racing, quickly, moving swiftly..
I touch your soul
you touch mine
Like a book you've read before
you know my lines
I know yours
there's a meeting of the minds
that lets me know you're my kind
of man that can understand
the way I am --
Yes, the way I am --
It feels like a galaxy of stars
rushing in on planet Mars
an ecstasy of bliss
I've never felt like this
before
You see...
it was always one night stands
shadows out the door
I know it won't happen anymore
Racing, quickly, moving, swiftly
a meeting of the minds
now I know that you're my kind
a man that understands
keeping up with me
doesn't come so easily
yet you do it
with so much style...
I think I'll hang out...
for awhile.
A song.

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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Krisselle S. Cosgrove August 30th, 2015
TigerEyes Jan 2014
It was raining on that starry night...
Softly leaning in
she whispered...
"Meet me at midnight"
before turning away
a million days flew by....
when he remembered her eyes
somehow the meeting was missed
(they never did kiss)
it was a cold starry night
in the pouring rain...
they were boarding a train
catching her hand
he spun her around
and fell to the ground
whispering...
"Meet me at midnight
© 2014
I might add a few more lines to this later. Hope the muse kicks in... ; )
TigerEyes Aug 2015
Meet me in the meadow
under our favorite willow tree
meet me in the meadow
where I'll give into thee
I feel your breathe inside my soul
and, I love the sense of no control
there's a river flowing by
and, we're making love under a
beautiful ...
blue sky.
TigerEyes Dec 2015
It was midnight in Manhattan and the cats were out
they donned themselves with their scarves, and their masks
the caper was set to hit each flat
cause boy were they hungry for some tasty rats
To be in The Feral Cat Club was as cool as it got
See -they'd developed a language that kept them on top
Hell, they ran that town like a bunch of Capone's
but they ran in packs instead of alone
There was Fatty, n' Johnny, and Frankie n' Joe
paired up with Sally n' Bonnie, and Talkie n' Moe
between Broadway, and 42nd they made their move
Meow, meow, meeeeeeeeeeeow,  said Fatty to Moe
(this was the call they needed to duck n' lay low)
It meant The Animal Cat wagon was passing by slow
Meow, mow, said Frankie to all
which told everyone he saw a major haul
Sally whispered she was tired of rats n' could they please try
a wonderful place they had all just passed by
it was the new restaurant with meatballs out back
(cause some lame waiter had thrown out a sack)
So they all had a vote, and the meatballs won
placing white napkins beneath furry whiskers for fun
They're all so glad that they've upgraded their style
Now when you see them they can do nothing but smile!
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TigerEyes Nov 2014
I am your midnight sonata under a bright round moon
under the stars by the sea you've been echoing my name
calling me to be by your side in this hour/this moment
our shared century...
you sing to me
piercing my heart with your arrow with precision
through the notes that you play
through all of the notes that you sing...
it feels like a dream..when I am with you
overwhelming me with all of these gifts that you bring...
allow me to breathe in your love
I am your Queen/I am a star in the sky
I am the deep color blue in the ocean sea...
in your midnight sonata
I share all of your  hopes, and your dreams.
© Krisselle S. Cosgrove
I'm not finished with this one. ; )
I'd like to turn it into a song....

I'm intrigued by the concept of de'ja 'vu' ...
TigerEyes Sep 2014
All we have now is the moment to extend our hand
with kindness toward humanity to understand
that we are more than what we see
stars on earth for humanity
shine your light up toward the sky
so it's reflected in your eyes
© 2014 Krisselle S. Cosgrove

Finished...
TigerEyes Nov 2014
I'm moving on where I belong
let me be the River that I am/you know I'm strong
I'm flowing over rocks/over stones/through clear blue River streams
over mountains/flying /I'm an Eagle/let me have my dreams..
please just leave me alone

n' I have my dreams/I like my time
to create/inspire/be divine/dance n' love/smile all day long/all around
You know I move at the speed of sound...
I'm moving on where I belong
I am a River/you know I am strong/I am water over stones
water over hills/I am water flowing through
fluid ocean streams/moving on where I belong...
I am an Eagle/flying above in blue suede sky's
let me fly...

as above/so below
I am strong..
let me flow/ like a River
I'm moving on ...
to the place where I belong.
"River Series" by, Krisselle S. Cosgrove
© Krisselle S. Cosgrove
TigerEyes Mar 2015
I am my cats pet
I am trained to be the best
fish chef...
I can toss fresh salmon in the air
with a single flip without a care
with one hand in downward dog
in a headstand while on a log
I can entertain as I coo her name
acting goofy with no shame
while her green eyes say, "You're so lame."
The bubble message just above her head?
 Oh, Hell- No! Not this again!
I really need something new to read. The books you own
aren't up to speed.

Btw, I've read every issue of Film News
Seriously. If I could sing right now?
"I'd sing the blues!
Okay. Okay. I get it now. You're a vegetarian
you don't eat fish, and you don't eat cow.
Check the labels. Check them twice.
You don't eat face.
You don't eat mice.
I'm so happy to be your pet.
Look how pretty your table's set!
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TigerEyes Dec 2013
He could not ignore her fire
he had to touch it
it was..
a lake of flame
a lake of fire...
filled up with desire
it burned inside his soul
made him yearn  
for truth untold
wanting
he waited...
but she was the one
in the end...
that hesitated.
© 2013
For anyone that's been ...in love.
TigerEyes Sep 2014
My Gemini man understands
everything that I am
n' when we are together
his touch feels like a magic feather
I get chills up n' down my spine
cause he whispers words so soft, and kind
n' he appreciates what's on my mind...
n' he listens to what I say...
I appreciate all his ways...
I didn't know that love could feel like this...
there's no drama / just peaceful bliss
Oh, how I love his tender kiss.
n' he loves the way I dance n' sway
to the music he he gently plays
knowing every note inside my soul
the riffs are hot ~ like awesome
rock n' roll
Yeah,
My Gemini Man feels like home...
n'  I know I'll never feel alone
whenever he's around
time fly's at the speed of sound
So this is the song that I'm sending him...
until I'm back in his loving arms, again.
© 2014 Krisselle S. Cosgrove
TigerEyes Jul 2014
In my home town
in the country/by the sea
near the shore/by the tree's
there was a place/I used to run
where I would laugh/where I had fun
I was five/I felt free
I used to chase the bumble bee's
We had a farm/we had a barn
there were chickens/there were kittens
I used to watch them play with yarn
I had pet dogs/I had pet frogs
I used to carve my name on logs
in my home town
in the country/by the sea
near the shore/by the tree's
I loved the wind/I loved the breeze
I loved the sky/I loved the sea
I jumped so high/ I touched the sky
when I was young/when I ran free
TigerEyes Sep 2014
There's been a shadow haunting me
that I don't really ever want to see
and I've come to a point in my life, where...
I believe ~ acceptance has got to be the key

and inside the stillness
of all this darkness
there's a melody within the shadow
    musical notes ...
being played out on a grande piano

This shadow is a part of my soul
n' I feel that I just need to let go...
this burning fire that's a part of me
I've decided ... I can't control

... if I just stop for a moment to see
and hear...
then  I can finally wipe away these tears
and, accept that it's all okay
that I was born to be this way.
© 2014 Krisselle S. Cosgrove
TigerEyes Feb 2015
Near is the friend that will let you begin again
that gives you grace, and love when it is needed
until you can own it, and believe it.

Near is the friend that comforts you when you're sad
or, wipes away your happy tears when you're glad
who never leaves your side
even when you want to run, and hide.

Near is the friend that can look into your eyes
and, will never tell you lies
that uses words you know are wise
telling you everything will be fine
who strengthens your spirit all the time.
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TigerEyes Jan 2016
You were never a Mother to me
you left me behind you see
there was never enough food nor, light
nothing ever went well, or right...
you ignored everything in sight
and, your husband touched me where
a little girl was lost down there...
I should have never had to go
Oh, all the tears that I learned to know
Mother,  you never came back to see
how you never protected me.
TigerEyes Jan 2014
I am like an unread book
that's been sitting on your shelf
waiting patiently
to be opened up
wanting my pages turned
my words read out  loud for the first time
fluttering all around you
making it Spring time
in Winter.
© 2014

First Draft : )
TigerEyes Jun 2013
I am like an unread book
sitting on the shelf
waiting to be opened up
to experience a second look.
I was read before but put away
afraid somehow the words would stay
inside my soul which was not whole...
because the dark side made me hide --
pushing me to the other side.
Reading the forward chapter
I'm finding there's so much light to capture.
In each word there is a moment
that stands still...
like a beautiful mountain, or a hill...
where I can choose to reach up
grasping the stars...
I am pulling them in
showing my light,
that shines within.
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TigerEyes Jul 2015
It's just another day in News Speak Nation

Our country tis' of thee
sweet land of the liberty
of thee I sing


It's a News Speak Nation while CNN drones on
they just want you to sing along.

Now the people wonder where we went wrong.

Land where my fathers died
land of the Pilgrims pride


It feels like one big dream
why don't you sing with me?

From ev'ry mountainside
Let freedom ring


While the news keeps blasting on
how we don't get along
the wars keep marching on
It's a News Speak Nation
spreading fear, n' damnation
when every one of us can say
our ancestors made their way
through stormy sea's
to kiss the ground, and pray.
Don't believe what the politicians say
they just want to have their way.
Buying votes as they crack their jokes
playing games with our votes.

Our fathers' God to Thee,
Author of liberty,
To Thee we sing.


While the gap of the rich and poor
widens deep
the middle class can't compete.
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TigerEyes Jan 2014
I find myself now
left in a puddle of tears
wondering how
as I look out our bedroom window
like a bereft widow
daydreaming
what we could have seen
together
wishing so hard
for what might have been...
after year ten
But I'm on a new train now...
blow'n down the tracks
blazing toward my future...
I won't look back.
© 2014
TigerEyes Jan 2015
He whispers in my ear...

What stories will you tell while surviving your bitter cold dark hell
because this year is a carry over from the last
and, darlin' you get to clean up the wreckage from your past ---
It's really hard to be you right now

He whispers in my ear...

I promise to find out how to pull you through a New Year, now---
We'll take one challenge at a time, and darlin,  I'll do anything to ease your mind

Just have a little faith in me n' soon I'll help you through you'll see I'm true /that I'll be right here by your side
to calm all the fears you try so hard to hide
hang on for one more day n' I promise to help light up your path some way

Let me be the hero in your New Year's story n' I promise you be won't be sorry--
Just have a little faith in me n' soon you'll see that I am true--
cause' I'm not like the other guys you've had
the ones that tore you down n' made you sad --

Darlin' let me be your New Year man/the one who wants to help, and understand/just reach out  n' take my hand/
cause -- I wanna be your New Year man.
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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Krisselle S. Cosgrove Jan. 1st, 2015
TigerEyes Nov 2015
There is a ship sailing upon an ocean
and, that ocean my love is you
where blue tides are pulled, and stirred
by heart strings upon the moon
where I will  always be your faithful North Star
forever shining my guiding light on you.
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TigerEyes Nov 2015
Oh, what a life this could have been
if only I’d met you then
I would of stared up into your eyes
and, been smitten by your smiles
We would have danced into the night
until the morning light

Oh, what life with someone as amazing
such as you —
the kind of love that’s shared that’s true
with a man as wonderful as you
dancing, and twirling into the night
until the morning light

A chance meeting would have made this wish
come true
Oh, and what a life —
if dreams were wishes that came true
I would choose to be with you.
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TigerEyes Nov 2015
I have a one heart song
and, it’s dancing in my head
yes, it feels like a warm Spring breeze
and, it’s just around the bend
No, need to wait
let’s write our song
right now instead
we can add some Stars
and, we’ll add our own guitars
we can mix it up a bit
and,
add a string Quartet —

I think this world could use a song
about all that’s good not wrong
they’ll be cheering in the streets
and, dancing to our beat

The sun will begin to shine again
the wars will finally stop
n', end —

I have a song for you
about Red, White, and Blue
it’s about Uniting us
as one
including everyone
the old, the middle—
and, the young

And, they’ll be cheering in the streets
while they’re dancing to our beat

It’s a one heart song
Yes, where everyone gets along.
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TigerEyes Jun 2015
Join in everyone it's a new day for a rising sun. Utopia is here, and there's nothing more to fear. We've waited for so long for this to finally come
the last war is finally over/yes, it's finally done.
The One Word Order has begun. So look into your neighbors eyes, and give a hug perhaps a smile.
                                        (Children's Voices)
We are finally one/the wars are finally over/yes, they're finally done---
sing in unity to this song---
"We're all one race, and everyone belongs--
la, la, la, la--la, la, la, la
All the horses have left the sky
there's no more reason to weep or cry--
Utopia is finally here, and there's nothing more to fear.
Peace on Earth is here to stay
Love, Peace, Joy, and Light are how we all live today.
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TigerEyes Jun 2015
Join in everyone
it's a new day for a rising sun
Utopia is here -- and there's nothing more to fear
we've wanted this for so long/for this to finally come
the last war is finally over/yes, it's finally done
the One World Order has begun
So look into your neighbors eyes
and, perhaps offer them a tender smile
(Chorus/Children's Voices)
la, la, la - la, la, la, la --- la, la, la -- la, la, la
We are finally One
the wars are finally over
Yes, they're finally done
sing in unity/sing to this song
we're all One/the wars are finally over
yes, they're finally done
Sing in unity to this song
we're all One race, and everyone belongs---
la, la, la - la, la, la -- la, la, la--la, la, la
All the horses have left the sky
there's no more reason for you to weep or, cry
Utopia is here, and there's nothing more to fear
Love your brother, love your son, love your daughter....
love your neighbor,
love everyone.
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TigerEyes Aug 2015
I'm flying on the wings of a dove
on white wings
we're flying in the sky above
dipping to get a better view
we're moving so fast
I want this ride to last
and, last....
Oh, it's so blue
blue up here in the sky
where we're flying
Oh, so high.
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#love   #passion   #adventure   #mystery
TigerEyes Dec 2014
It's open season as we walk down the street
we were just keeping to ourselves
when cat calls, and whistles came to us
at the age of twelve
and, we looked to our fathers or, brothers to understand
they took us by the hand
saying,
"It's open season on little girls
now you'll have to put away your dolls n' things
go put on mommy's lipstick, and paint your face
here are some tall boots
and -- a black top with silk n' lace"
Those of us that survived
knew that it was a higher education
that would help us thrive
there were always the ones that sold out
and, you can see them on the street
the challenges of open season
just too great for them to meet.
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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Krisselle S. Cosgrove Dec 19th, 2014
TigerEyes Nov 2015
An angel spoke in a dream
offering advice
for a more spiritual life
Settle the mind
settle the soul
I said it was hard
not easily done
meditate more
Then I replied,
I'll pencil that in
between looking for work
n' the sh&te; that I'm in
She whispered,
Relax, relax
I'm right here!
You really have nothing to fear
then I woke,
with angel feathers laying near.
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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Krisselle S. Cosgrove November 28th, 2015
TigerEyes Nov 2014
She was waiting at the train station
gazing into her hand mirror
when she saw a man wearing an overcoat
his face in full view
captured inside her little hand mirror...
Her steely green eyes flashed...
he brought out a bag of cash..
a plan had been made
She was a spy that always
won in spades...
her full lips painted in red lipstick
she wore a white coat dress with ******* buttons
a designer Armani belt...
black pumps, n' fishnet's
her heart racing/beating fast
she had found true love at last...

and, for all the beauty she held inside
like secrets within rolling oceans tides
She was waiting for him to hold her close..

It didn't matter that they were on opposite sides
she wanted him to sweep her up
risking her life...
she wanted more than anything to be on his side
while under moonlit stars
she waited for him to propose...
his footsteps slowly walking up her...
he was holding a single red rose.
© 2014 Krisselle S. Cosgrove
TigerEyes Aug 2015
My mom would always make a *** roast on Friday night
there were candles lit on a table so fine
the best of linens, and fine china to dine
a nine course meal /starting with salad of course
potatoes n' carrots and fresh apple pie
the apples were picked from our orchard tree's
a soft gentle breeze came from West from the sea
the smell of a salt water ocean wafted on in
this holy night would always begin
with a prayer at table before we'd dig in..
where calm would reign on our family that night
the house swept clean, and everything gleamed
Oh, how I miss those Friday nights
where holy, and sacred were sewn at the seams.
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TigerEyes Aug 2015
Out of the corner of her eye she spotted a ghost that loved to spy

the ghost having lived long ago
flew down from the sky into her open window
dropping flower petals at her feet in rainbow colors
where he would cling to her body
breathing in her every breathe
watching her go about her day
whispering her name softly into her ear
he would brush up against her silk white skin
each night,
forever wanting...
forever haunting
one day...
She caught a glimpse of him
out of the corner of her eye.
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TigerEyes Feb 2015
Outside in
inside out/upside in, again
Like a storm in the sky you'll catch a glimps in my grey eyes
when I'm upside down
n' darlin' you always know when I'm in the rain, again
and,  I know you've been here before---
please, darlin, please,  just don't walk out that door
I don't want these storms, anymore
just don't walk out that door
Can't you see that I'm outside in/inside out/upside in, again, today
when you say you don't love me that way --
please, darlin, won't you, won't you, please stay
just give us, give us, one more chance, just one more day
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TigerEyes Jun 2015
A night she won't remember
A night she won't recall
it was the night she lost her mind
she took a tumble, and a fall
Fireplaces were in the walls, and she heard voices in her head
She prayed to God so hard that day, and she wished that she were dead.
She saw manaquins on the stairs, and candles in the air
A woman floated past her with green, and purple hair
There was music playing inside her head
She tried to change the channel but an Opera played instead
A Deputy came into her room n- said the alian's will be here soon
He told her there's a "One World Order", and that she will have to begin to choose.
The Deputy said she should be moving on to the sound of beating drums
mentioning algorithms while he sang a very creepy song ---
It's a night she won't remember/a night she won't recall.
It was a night that she lost her mind n'took a tumble, and a fall.
Aliens came in the middle of the night.
Ever since that happened her soul hasn't felt that right
the aliens had warned her...
you're now one of us tonight.
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TigerEyes Feb 2014
I'm outside looking in
I'm thirteen...
I don't fit in with the Queens Bee's
or, the wannabe's
the jocks..
or, beach girls
perfecting their catwalks
My mother shops all day
when I come home
she's been drinking alone
ignoring anything
n' everything I say..
she gives me money...
then pushes me away.
When I go to school..
the bully's rule
wear'n shades
holding blades
sporting colors
they took my lunch
I take my flights at night..
cut my wrists
a fist clutched tight
it's a release that sounds insane
to deal with pain
I wrap myself in shame
I don't want to feel
I am raining tears.
© 2014

On bullying..and how it destroys the spirit of innocent kids who just want to get through their day without being tortured --  physically, emotionally, and mentally.
http://www.pacer.org/bullying/
TigerEyes Aug 2015
She flew over the mountain to the other side
to meet a wizard that was wise
wanting to look into his eyes
where there were magic flowers everywhere
of golden colors in pinks, and blues
he taught her everything that he knew
that's' when she found out he was true
no harm, or foul play would come to her
there was magic floating everywhere
that's when the wizard showed he cared

her soul to keep from all that's bad ...
he waved his wand up in the air
and, he gave her everything that he had.
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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Krisselle S. Cosgrove August 26th, 2015
TigerEyes Dec 2015
Painting words upon a shelf
we paint with colors for hope, and love
for our health
to have to hold
to keep like wealth.
I pray somehow I'll touch your soul
throughout the seasons
that we may know
painting words through it all
we protect each other
from potential falls...
we paint with words
like blankets of warmth
like soft down feathers 
we weave our words
so beautifully together
these books we've painted
upon our shelves
tell a story
of love, and wealth.
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TigerEyes Dec 2015
You should know by now that everyone see’s
what they want to see
Yeah, their own version of a fantasy

it’s so twisted, and conflicted
it’s so manic n’ sadistic
cause they’ll color you with love
then they'll color you with hate
you better run right now
cause time is run'n late
Oh, and girl --
You’ve met him a million times
Oh yeah,  you've memorized all his lines
cause, it’s a pattern that you know
called the one trick pony show

He likes his women dressed like dolls
(when he decides to finally call)
he rates you on a scale from one to ten
You say -- not this *&%# again!
before you hang up on the phone
you scream, "You're so creepy, and you're lame"
Whoops - I just forgot your name

you'd  end up being the bi*ch or,
you could end up being the saint
or, maybe it's so **** twisted
they really got so addicted
to all the pain, and the pleasure
(you were his little treasure)
that he so sadistically inflicted
Paint you, black —
Paint you, blue —

Yeah, paint you until he’s through
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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Krisselle S. Cosgrove December 1st, 2015
TigerEyes Jul 2013
She viewed her body from above
laying inside the claw foot tub
her famous photographs were strewn about...
ones that had earned her
so much clout
A soft breeze fluttering about...
blew the white curtain in and out...
she flew on down to the New York streets
another view of the freaks n' geeks  
to seize the day
her shutter release firing away...
gazing into strangers eyes
capturing truth...
discarding lies
she could see the beauty they held inside
of those on the fringe
(that used to hide)
giving them hope ...
a new sense of pride.
In the end it was all too much...
for all their pain
her soul had touched.
© 2013
TigerEyes Aug 2015
So there Bob was standing right there
buck *** naked
while everyone stared
inside a Saloon
cigar smoke billowing in the air
Someone cracked Bob with a chair
It was Rob
Bob's twin who was a total snob
It was like an old time Western with John Wayne
Bob yelped out as if in pain..
Rob dumped his twin in the mud
telling his twin he's the stud
Bob yelled out again as if in pain...
moments later
A horse flew by with a woman on top
she grabbed Bobs hand and, swung him up
It was Wicked Calamity Jane
And the two road off, in the pouring rain.
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TigerEyes Feb 2015
There was excitement in the air
as scientists, and scholars
had never dared
to dream of a world where we can go back in time
rewriting our wars line by line
They watched their hero disappear
He waved before saying,
I'll be back in one year
Five hundred years had past on by
everyone had thought
the hero had died

Nothing had changed
the wars became worse
politicians were blamed
nations felt cursed
Behold, one day
a flash appeared up in the sky
Coming in faster than the speed of light
burning so much day turned into night
there was thunderous sound
when the hero struck the ground
scientists, and scholars
looked on with awe
with big eyes
and, open jaws
creak
a hatch opened, and everyone stared
at the hero approaching with glowing white hair
he said,
words
no one could understand
so he showed them with pictures
*waving his hand
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