a canopy of stars were shining in the sky
above my head so brightly shining way up high.

just like little diamonds twinkling in the night
such a lovely scene  a picture of delight.

in the night so still in the heavens up above
it made me feel  so calm and filled my heart with love

when the moon is full and the stars are shining bright
lighting up the land lighting up the night
clouds are in formation spread across the sky
everyone in unison as they go floating by

the tide comes rolling in gently to the shore
across the sand it rolls coming home once more
shooting stars above flying oh so high
silently they fall sailing through the sky

such a lovely picture that fills you with delight
a lovely piece of nature that brings magic to the night.

there was a little man he wore a bright green suit
he was very happy and loved to play the flute
he lived in the woods in the emerald isle
he was always happy and always had a smile.

people came from miles to here him play a tune
and listen to his melodies that made the people swoon
he would play all day and do a little dance
in his bright  green coat and his bright green pants.

he made people happy and they loved him so
this little man from ireland gave there lives a glow

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I loved the idea of a symphony captured on an easel
spelled out in shades squeezed out of tubes like the
horizontal expansion of a note dispersed in air but
soon I found that the canvas was too small to contain
the notes of the score and so I began to paint them
on the side of the easel itself and down the legs of
the frame onto the floor and once on the floor across
the entire length of the room and up the frame of the
door and spiraling around until I was writing the notes
of a sonata around the circumference of the doorknob
and painting tiny key signatures on the barrel of the
lock and soon I ran out of paint but there was still so
much music in me so I started to spell out the notes
with my finger until even the air in the room was
covered with notes and I inhaled the melodies and
they swirled around so the symphony could be plucked
out among the fibers inside of me and resonate in my
empty cavities filling me from the inside out with song…
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there was a ******* cat and he just longed to be
a pirate on the ocean sailing on the sea
with his pirate ship and his pirate hat
and a ******* patch a proper pirate cat.

he started on his journey across the oceans blue
hoping to find treasure in lands he never knew
he came across an island and he rowed a shore
there were lots of things he never saw before.

he took a look around to see if he could see
find a hiddden place where treasure just might be
suddenly a parrot come flying from and a tree
then he said to cat just you follow me.

cat he followed parrot along the island shore
they walked for a while then a little more
then they saw a box buried in the  the sand
cat began to dig and parrot gave an hand.

they dug out the box the treasure had been found
opened up the lid and and had a search around
there were lots coins and some golden rings
goblets made of silver and lots of other things.

cat was very happy his dream it had come you
now he was a pirate and had a parrot to

love is like an ocean it covers lots of ground
something that is shared and goes all around

flows so very gently to each and every shore
something that is there that you cant ignore.

it goes around the world just like love should do
going round and round just like the love in you

a smiling face is happy never ever sad
it will lift you up and make you feel so glad

it will make you grin when your feeling down
make you feel so cheerful when you begin to frown.

life is so much better when a smile is there
something on your face that you must always wear

There was a Rock band playing hard but I didn’t hear them
flashes of lights in the screaming crowd but I couldn’t see them
only your face, drenched in beauty beaming in the middle
pulled your curls over your right ear so I could talk to your dimples..

...then I stood there in your eye’s gaze, swirling in a maze amazed
in wonderland, minus a white rabbit and a white man in a top hat
to get back to the land of the sane, to hear my name in your voice
was insane, no matter how many drinks we already had.

Bohemian eyes, green lights, curly black hair with shades of brown
condensing in your forest sight, setting fire to the entire Amazon
hanging on to the ring that barely bitterly bites your bottom lip,
trying to squeeze that melancholic bohemian smile in-between.

Ripped jeans at the knees, cinnamon skin, low-cut blouse
rockin’ to the guitar’s string, to string me along a flower child
promised to write you a poem while in my mind you were still fresh
even if I didn’t kissed your lips, with my skin I touched your breath.

Then we talked about things while the eavesdropping moon was near
you had a man, it was clear, but that went in and out the other ear
maybe I’ll never see you again, so I’ll take that with a shot of sorrow
because it was no longer yesterday bohemian girl, it was tomorrow.