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st64 Apr 2013
If the wishing well is broken
Don't throw your coins at the sky

Don't throw them ugly stones at me (x4)

1.
Every day you see a pretty eye
And now you're thinking all kinds of things
Till you find yourself at hell's door.....yourself at hell's door
And nobody knows of your hard journey.

2.
You're keen to bear this necklace of pain
Don't be such a martyr, my love
You see just roses without thorns.....just thorns without thorns
Well, Lady Fortune's not quite available, oh she's not there!

If the wishing well is broken
Don't throw your coins at the sky

3.
Old woman, bent double in shawl
Hobbling all her painful life
On her quest to be at the wishing well
Only to find she's not a guest there, her coin's too old.

4.
You point me to a blank wall
So I have to find a hole to crawl through
To escape the loneliness, the labels and taunts
Well, baby..don't you know that I'm already on my knees
Already begging please....!

So, if the wishing well is broken
Don't throw your coins at the sky.


S T, 5 Avril 2013
Capo on 5.


So, when the hand of age touches the brow and shapes start going....awry....what happens to dedication?

How often do we see ageing family members (aunts, uncles, grandparents) almost 'silenced' by younger generations (kids and grand kids)....?

:-/

"Oh, don't mind him, he's going deaf."

"Whaaaaat, granny?  I can't HEAR you!"

"Do I have to take in granny's tea, Mom? Can't Jenny do it? Granny talks so much and she mumbles to herself...."

"Oh, darling ...why do WE have to look after your parents...you've got many siblings....plus, they're so finicky and have demanding habits....plus.....(    )....."

:-/

Then, when the heavy hand of technology is foisted so upon our beings, how do we expect them to still keep up with all-a that....lol
Talk about demands....!

Their 'rambles' can offer so much in the way of wisdom and grace, if we but took just a little time (and patience) to sift through.....




Not all of this piece deals with said sad element, of course.

Nearly everything I do....has a twist of SOME kind in it....so, look out for it, if ye dare :)

Ha!



Chillax on max smiles, pax-style!

:)
st64 Apr 2013
I couldn't know you'd need me then!
Just a human with all frailty and much fault....
  
Do you think the wind blows differently
When  it passes over leaves and trees?
That it says: "Wait, lemme stop here a bit
And blow on this one leaf  in a special way"
  
Hardly! Time to get with the manure beneath
And see that sunrays shine on everything
And indiscriminate clouds shimmer on all,
How haphazard, the way the wind blows.
  
So, don't hang your head and moan so much
Time dawns for you to get over yourself
Don't you see that I'm still here?
Now quit getting your knickers in a knot!
  
You rant and rave while I pant and slave
Dissect my every move, make me aloof
How can you possibly go counting
And re-arranging all the marbles in my head?
  
You're so insecure, you make me mad
So exhaustive are your constant jibes
So tiring to soothe your unfounded fears
I'm having to placate you so often of late.
  
Before it all gets blown out of size
Sit a while in  (h)arboured thought
Confront the dreads which cause disquiet
A trove may wash up....but broken, on your shore.
  
The wind comes not with tardy tidings
For it isn't the what you say or do
But forsooth, the how which carries weight
Let's not over-whip each other so.
  
My thoughts may be wanton, wild or reckless
Telling tigs bend on a riotous grind
Yet feckless deeds don't follow suit
Pardon my slightly-misbehaving mind.
  
Patient and respectful, I remain to be
Just guard against esurient whims
Paucity of faith and clockwork trivial'ties
Will lead us down a road of trials.
  
Fallen martyrs should not feign, see
The wind makes no pretense. It just blows....
Now, I really couldn't know you'd need me then
'Cause, baby, that's the way the wind blows!
  

S T, 5 April 13
How the seasons and nature can teach us things.....

Let's ....lisssssssssssten to that wind whistling in the treetops or howling late at night......

However it blows, it tries to say summat....if we but....spoke wind...lol

:)
st64 Apr 2013
Why is it that anyone
Should ever cry in his lifetime?

Can't we all try to be
A part of the human race?

Instead of jumping down
Our loved one's tender throats
And hurting inner feelings
Many have exposed to you?

Oh, can't we just try
To open up our hearts
To the one we admire the most?

Ohhhhhhh......
Of the one we admire the most....



S T, 5 April 13
Wow...this is weird.
Put this one down when I was....16 or so....with me sister.
Gosh, lemme think now....ah, never mind...WAY too far off...lol

Can't believe I'm actually putting this one up.
Will prolly delete soon, yeah.
:)

Take it, read it and throw in the fire!
st64 Apr 2013
Och, you and your divine shape  
How beautiful you are to me  
  
You drive me wild with want  
I simply cannot master you!  
  
You are oft'times hard to get  
But nary shall I quit you  
  
Tune my heartstrings up a notch  
Fret forever, I try to get it right  
  
You quiver exquisite at my touch  
A ravishing delight to my ravenous senses  
  
Would you GIVE a STAR for my attempts  
Don't over tease my nerves to distraction!  
    
I slave intense o'er you, day and night  
Yes, you're the one with the hold on me  
  
Look at the inevitable shape I'm in  
All 'cause-a you and your curvy shape!  
  
The airline broke your sister's neck  
Yah mon, I cried, mah Lord. I all but died, ha!  
  
Caught in a quagmire of deep distress  
You, my comely cutaway, pegged me up again.  
  
Love to cradle you on my eager lap  
My arms around in close embrace  
  
A gentle, organic creature, such as you  
I dare not grip you hard at all.  
  
My fingertips so acquainted with your girth  
Your rosette rings out my notes with charm.  
  
Enchanting me with deep nuance  
Without trying, she pleases so!  
  
The sole bridge 'tween the world and me  
My subtle love, only my Valencia.....  



S T,  04 Avril 2013
Can ye guess ......?

Would ye believe how happy she makes me....aaahhh, pure heaven!
st64 Apr 2013
The travelling man,
Oh, the travelling man.

1.
Oh, on the journey, he has grown tired
The travelling man is weary of these memories....

The travelling man,
Oh, the travelling man.


Refrain:
The travelling man has folded up his dreams
He keeps them in his pocket with all his other things...
The travelling man,
Oh, the travelling man.


2.
Oh, on the journey, he has grown so tired
The traveling man is carrying all his gems inside.

The travelling man,
Oh, the travelling man.


Bridge:
The rivers he crosses, the mountains he climbs
The roads that he follows, they tell him the ti-i-i-ime!

The travelling man,
Oh, the travelling man.


Refrain 2:
The travelling man has got to travel light
Nobody can guess the longing in his heart.

The travelling man,
Oh, the travelling man.




S T, 04 April 2013
Written so, so long ago....along the travels of me life...lol

The travelling man is somewhat likened to that olden-times view of that travelling salesman who bundles all his wares in a wagon....

Just a funny ditty, is all :)
It's a song, hence the repetition.
st64 Apr 2013
1.
It feels as if we've enjoyed a beautiful, paced love for so long
On this turntable of unity.

Then you quickly and suddenly throw at me
An unpinned grenade of words and demands
While you jump off the LP.



2.
Leaving me spinning on, alone
Wildly out of control.

I jump to the middle
Seemingly-still core of this storm
While it spins ever faster
Rapidly gaining momentum
Caused by your absence!



3.
Confuuuuuuusion....
............................Fe­ar.......
.....................................oh, just horrible!

I am stranded in the middle with this grenade in my hand.




4.
I am frightened.
I am lonely.

So alone, too.
And.....where are you?




5.
Off to gather stones.....
Oh, Joseph can't catch it this time.
Please... too late.






Star Toucher,  04 - 03 - 2013
Oh man, this spinning....killing
Ha ha!
Stop the world.....


We all got funny and not-so-funny turntable moments, hey.
Gotta seek a little levity, somehow.


Let's catch each other...safely....in poetry :)

Tenk yoo.....lol


Written in July 2010.
Seems a tad fitting now.....I said, A TAD, ok.....lol
:)

Fear likes to poke its tail into me tale..... sometimes.
st64 Apr 2013
1.
I used to bathe in the light of your love....
It suffused me with buoyancy.
It taught me to be gentle and kind.
You showed me how to be soft-hearted and giving.
I learnt unselfishness and endurance from you, through our trials against the world.


2.
I rode high
Aloft, on winds
On winds
Of your indulgence in me
Oh, and how we rode.
Together.


3.
We were in poverty.....yet we shared everything
Together.

We were harassed by forces.... yet we stood our ground
Together.

We were inexperienced in life....yet bent with humility
Together.

We were dreamers, you and I......and we strove
Together.

We were dealt untimely blows....but we faced them
Together.

We lost some big stuff along the way....and we cried, babe
Together.

We were blessed with wings....and we flew far (away)
Together.

We were roofless once...yet we took shelter from the cold
Together.

We shared triumphs and buffeted storms of adversity.
Together.


4.
We ate together.
We drank together.
We bathed together.

We shared everything!
Together.

We slept
Together.

We loved each other...
Oh, how we loved each other!

We ...... b-r-e-a-t-h-e-d .....
Together.


(Like now ..... in our garden)



S T, 03-04-2013
What can I say...lol
Said it all :)

Together...
To-get-her.

He he
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