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937 · Mar 2013
Lost find (10 words)
st64 Mar 2013
Sort lost thoughts;

Yet find

Dangling want o'er mind's lip.





Star Toucher, 11 March 2013
(First attempt at ten words.
Gosh, it's not so easy!
Please have mercy?  :)
934 · Jun 2013
fixed
st64 Jun 2013
just the eyes of a child
fixed
seeking its place
in a meadow
of flowers
fixed on the horizon
out to sea

steep climb
yet I want to sit in that storm with you
in the eye of it all

sitting with Mimi-meouw and biscottis
and mind .... so far away...

the heart
one more line
closer to the sky



S T, 30 June 2013
Ha... 'tis a beautiful Sunday....is it not :)

Despite the cooler climes....the sun shines yet for....all.


(Am enjoying Bowie at present and his outrageously cool outfits....really love this innovative song!
Performed it last night - smashing feeling :)
Only wished my courage matched his avant-garde presence! lol


Sub-entry: “Space Oddity” - David Bowie

Ground control to major Tom
Ground control to major Tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on..

Now it's time to leave the capsule .... if you dare

.. I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today

Here am I sitting in a tin can far above the world
Planet Earth is blue and there's nothing I can do

Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles, I'm feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go


.....your circuit's dead, there's something wrong
Can you hear me...........
Can you...
Here am I sitting in my tin can far above the Moon
Planet Earth is blue and there's nothing I can do


www.youtube.com/watch?v=uhSYbRiYwTY‎
930 · Feb 2013
Alien Welcome
st64 Feb 2013
Alien, welcome art thou not
Depart anon, hence.
Move along now, clear thrown
Thy like's not recognised!


**** saps, with heavy mortal curtain
And suffer their dismal, moral drapery
If only universal context was embraced
So much would harvested rewards be to fit.


But this roundabout lack of courtesy
Somersault delusions fall too cruel
Heavy price exacted; red and spitting moon
So telling on bedraggled souls.


Thy disheveled mind has trod so wrong
Thy mien shod in disrepair; sadly unsaddled
Gorged thus, on fawning ego-laden charges
Thy glutted, overgrown web may implode.


High-handed claims to own such elements
Whose power canst be wield by none!
These petty trips inside the mind
Merely trifling paper boxes rattling on....


Whip away the welcome mat
And shut the door abrupt
Close the windows of the keen spirit
Deaf and blind to soft rain upon the earth....


Cradlesong swopped for craichy flags
Go then, hoist high thy boastful banner
Whilst, all the while, the world will watch
See thee teeter, totter in disgrace.


Yes, the alien has felt the hand of slights
Do spectres then, have not emotions, too?
See the fruits of thy blighted labour:
And this soul now softly tiptoes out....



Star Toucher, 20 February 2013
912 · May 2013
Windfall
st64 May 2013
Entertaining an angel unawares is not an everyday thing;
Playing a guitar in solemn solitude.

Being loved is beautiful
But please, set that caged bird free
When held, I don't want to be smothered.

True freedom is too rare
A PC for company can be so demanding
You are making tea; the child wants some chicken
I want some of your love
Is that so hard to understand!

Pictures on the wall, fresh fruit
The metre's (quickly) running away
Find it to forgive yourself; find it to forgive others
Guess you gotta hide within your own mind.

A sibling bored chez lui
A stand cradles somebody's scribblings
Stars are sometimes too far to reach.

What..where...who...how...where?

Where is this promised windfall?





S T, 5 May 2013
Written 1993.

Was hesitant to post, 'cos content so seemingly disconnected....but, let me not fear..for, ironic context sits smack bang within the title!


Also, this one's structure flies in the face of all rhythm and rhyme.
Thwack!
If ye like not it...hey, man...sure ain't gonna cry buckets over it, ok.
Life's short enough, as it is ......lol


Sometimes, we gotta be content...seeketh not too muchlyeth....lol


yeah, man

:)
906 · Apr 2013
Dizzy Daze (10 words x 2)
st64 Apr 2013
A light curtain .....
Dazedness
Covers the back of my eyes.

Calm and easy I feel
Here's to a new day.



S T, 11 April 2013
Hm...... and swell day to you, too!

:)
905 · May 2013
Låt den rätte komma in
st64 May 2013
Kindly open up
Are you there?
Real time, I need the right one.
Enough of crap.

Let's get real.
In time, you will see.
Now or never, how you waste!
And as you always vulnerable, never ready.



S T, 8 may 2013
Just some stereotypical rambling.

Love European (art) movies.

Can anyone figure the acrostic?

:)
901 · Apr 2013
His end...this day
st64 Apr 2013
1.
This century
His end may not make the news
Nor for this year
Nor this month.



2.
But for this day
His end would make serious dent
As he holds her hand
To weather this storm.



3.
Yes, on their knees, they sob
For 'tis not only his end
Which would mark heavy plight
Three felt it in this sad twist.



4.
Beautiful burden....
Gone for good.
Tears bring back nought:
They both lost out....this day.



S T, 12 April 2013
Title is deliberately awkward.

Two people in suffering, yet grow ever closer......having gone through a (late) spontaneous abortion.
st64 Jun 2013
pardon
thoroughly potent thoughts
piercing
mindset

even though

really
















m.i.l.e.s.s.s.s.s.s.s.s.s








­





away...






S T, 27 June 2013
...from here.

Just an odd twist, from somewhere far away...inspiring so much :)
Love.





sub-entry: 'turquoise dragon'

1. 
                                                    :: far-out incredulity ::
soft toy caught
in
wheels of red car



2.
                                                 :: deep shock ::
turquoise dragon
lies
in parts



3.
                                                  :: convincing denial ::
bearer of truth
in
harsh light



4.
                                                  :: piercing screams ::
see loved one
on
a cryptic, metal table




5.
                                                  :: that utter silence ::
after forty steps
it
will begin
886 · Mar 2013
Night Ride....with you
st64 Mar 2013
Going on a night ride...with you-ooh
Yeah, going on a night ride with you-ooh
Going on a night ride
Going on a ni-ight  ri-ide
Going on a night ride...with you.

Flying away into the night
Feeling the wind in my hair
Watching your eyes shine...
Watching your eyes shine....
Watching your eyes shine in the moonlight.

Floating on warm thoughts of you.


Star Toucher, 07 March 2013
877 · Oct 2013
Untitled
st64 Oct 2013
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MM





S T - 4 oct
sub: conceal'd nae more

fine-toddy to be
if but open-eye
to acknowledge

porte-sacrée closed
when re-writ word
claims garish-light

conceal'd nae more
fine-trust to share
man can see truth

(if they dare)
873 · Apr 2013
The HelmetWord
st64 Apr 2013
The world within, the world without.....

1.
Within.....

Like laser-specs wide over eyes and ears
Total immersion to it all
Cyber-screen no-one can see
And clips on eyes, for when they knock....

Can travel places, yet not move a toe
Can duel anyone, anyplace to any match
Yet, this contraption'll cost an arm or leg
No matter, not needed....chop off leg and forever p(l)ay!





2.
Without......

This is for when they decide to
Disturb your game, with something lame
You listen with such arch patience
Ramble over, time to go within....and back to.....

Plug in and ....play!


S T, 07 April 2013
Gives new meaning to.....going within
:-/

Just an outrageous outlook on a new product (not yet in existence, don't think so, lol)....where you can step into another realm via this helmet....place it over your head and....off ye go!
(We're getting there, though....in the movies)

The HelmetWor(l)d....
When you lock into this mode....you step into twisted time...so, hours later, you can, for example.....step out again...still a kid, but with a much older mind....

No prizes for guessing which path our future generations will take in this futuristic take on cyber-life.....


There was the industrial revolution at the turn of the 20th century...from manual labour in 1900...to machinery in factories (and the first car and telephone, no?)....to more refined equipment.....then, TV.......to the development of computers in the 1970's....then to the PC hardly two decades later.....and NOW, where are we?

Little rectangular blocks which allow telecommunication.....cells
The world at your fingertips, thanks to globalisation......iPads, notebooks, Net
Blocks of metal, with armchairs in...to transport you......cars, vehicles
A matte block in the living room, to entertain you......TV plus accessories
Tiny pieces of things which can hold several LP's......memory sticks
A circular disk...to watch a whole movie ...DVD's, CD's
Another type of block can watch, record and monitor.....camera
Blocks...and more blocks....

Many, many more strange and wonderful things, blah....

Yet.
Isn't civilisation moving a tad fast, at this rate?

In no other century, has technology out-paced itself as much as in the 20th century....

Not being plaintive, mind...for, benefits do prevail, no question.
(Like, advancements in medical and educational fields)

But at what holistic cost to humanity, as a whole.....when other spheres of life, are neglected?
Such as spiritual....active, organic lifestyles....non-aggressive and considerate decorum.....gratitude for small mercies.....reading (yes, reading! too many kids are not willing participants to good literature)......

What example do we show via our actions to the younger minds, who are reeling yet coping (almost alarmingly, too well!) with the onslaught of (apparently free, yet forced) ideas: frivolous trend-setting and distorted value-shaping, "inflate(able)" role-models, and the like..... through constant media barrage?

This teaches and reinforces the culture of instant gratification.

Are we doing our UTMOST to guard against that sway, ourselves?
Or merely close the eyes...and succumb.....

Maybe there's nothing we can do......just nothing.
Really?

Virtual life is not real.
What then, will reality be? (Reality-type programmes?)

Here's to "going.....within".....good luck to the human race.
We sure do need it!

Pax **** Sapien

:)
st64 Aug 2018
NO FEAR

My eye has acted like a painter and engraved your beautiful image on the canvas of my heart.
My body is the frame that holds this picture; to draw that picture with perspective, realistically representing depth, is the highest skill a painter could have.
Only via this painter—my eye—can you find the image of you that dwells continually in my heart:
Your own eyes are the windows into my heart.

Now look at the favors our eyes have done for each other:
My eyes have drawn your shape, and your eyes are windows into which I can look to see my own heart, into which the sun also likes to look, taking a peep at your reflection.

Yet my eyes lack a certain skill that would grace the others they already have:
They can only draw what they see; they don’t see into your heart.
Sonnet 24 is very difficult to follow even when translated. We are meant to picture the speaker and the addressee staring into each other’s eyes and each seeing his own reflection. The speaker is able to see through the eye of his own reflection into his own heart, where the image of the addressee is enshrined.
846 · Jun 2013
Discoverer
st64 Jun 2013
Looked for you the other day
Looked for you-ooh the other day

So sorry, couldn't find you
So sorry, couldn't find you....

Still feel so bad, how could this be?
We really once were so close!

I know you'd say....hey, it's ok
I know you'd say.... hey, man, it's ok

Cos I'm not there at all
No, I'm not there at all !

I'm somewhere else, someday you'll see
Yeah, you ALWAYS had to go first!

Diaz, the discoverer!
Always searching
Looking and finding things
That others NEVER see......

S T,  02  June  2013
Will always miss my late brother.
We were a mere 18 months apart, so very close.

They say time softens the blow ..... 'tis true, but.....



sub-entry:

'recognise'

after 16 years gone,
I pray that ...

I get to recognise your light
when my time comes.
I get you to welcome me
into the next realm.
I get to reach my point
with no compromise.

I get that beacon point
that .......
next step onto the final platform.

I pray my soul makes it
through the eye of the needle.

I pray you recognise me....dear brother.

(he was such a pioneer!)
825 · Jun 2013
Say to YOU
st64 Jun 2013
What will I say to you
That you haven’t heard before...before?
Never occurred to me, to meet you.
You, at all....you, at all
So great a legend...to comprehend
Oh, at all...oh, at all.

CHORUS:
What I’ll say to you, I don’t really know
But you must know...that I .....thank you
I thank you.

What will I say to you
That you haven’t heard before...before?
Guess I will never know, but I’d like to try.
Oh, I love you; how I want you.
Will we ever meet one day?
Heaven knows...oh, please tell me!         REP CH

S T, 30 June 2013
Tick-tock...tick-tock....will dreams ever be realised?
Song written long ago...dreaming of stars....still hoping to get to one....




sub-entry: ‘hot-water bottle’

in the cold of the night
when whistling wind whispers...  who the hell knows what
count on ...hot-water bottle 
808 · Apr 2013
Nature's Content
st64 Apr 2013
1.
I have in my fingers
A blade of grass
For company.



2.
Nature helps the mind to see
How things change all the time.

Yes, I should welcome change more readily.



3.
It's just.....

It's just the secrets you keep all hid
From me
From us.

Like a new toy
You don't wanna share.

That,
I can't stand.



4.
Ever the near-invisible threads... barely touching
The outstretched branches show
So much.

Oh, how Nature plans
Yet
Accommodating

All.



5.
Ants and insects scurry along their busy path
Oblivious to the fray
Unseen by human eye.

Petals blossom, open eyes
In the the middle of the desert.

Perched high on treetops
Shiny leaves, nests nearby
Boast depth of intricacy and
Delicate motif.


Yet....



6.
Canst thee be content, also
To see also thorns upon thy path?

For, it's the background of it all
Which helps prepare our reading
Of some (hard) things we discover
Along the way.



7.
Why, naturally.




S T, 10 April 2013
Notes:

Why, none really.


Just...xerophytes can last very LONG!
(I am very encouraged by this :)


Yet, every single leaf which falls.....there's immense beauty in phases. Just takes some adjusting to the rhythm of life.

Life imposes nothing.
Just breathe.

Tides'll turn, tides'll turn......



Ps. And smile, man!

:)
777 · May 2013
Doors (10 words)
st64 May 2013
In your eyes
I see
Eight hundred doors.

Which one?




S T, 1 May 2013
No clue.
774 · May 2013
flail
st64 May 2013
A
B
C
D
E

F
G
H
I
J

K
L
M
N
O

P
R
S
T

U
V
Y
Z
make up own words....can't think.
hang out soul to dry

flail forever
no balance
bulky

fail....

fail fail FAIL!
743 · Apr 2013
Why?
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!
739 · May 2013
F I N (11 words)
st64 May 2013
saw comma jump up

hop over to the end of sentence,






S T, 3 may 2013
Is it a pause...or the end?

Comma, how uncouth you are.....you can't just come and ****** well take over the full-stop's task.

Get!
722 · Feb 2013
No need anymore.....
st64 Feb 2013
Are you there for me?
Are you calling me?
So, are you there for me?
Will you wait for me?

Will you welcome me?
Yes, will you welcome me?
Oh, will you welcome me-ee-ee-EEE?

Will you please guide me to the Light?
Help me emerge.....
Oh, let me not melt away (into darkness)
Shake off the shackles, shake off the shackles!

Chorus:
Let beauty and Light suffuse my being
For I'm really so tired.......of the pain.

No more tears. No more pain.
No need anymore.

No more suffering. No more judgement.
No need anymore (for anything).

No need to worry. No more cold words.
No more swallowing.
No need anymore.


I can see the sun in your eyes
As a beacon to the Lost.
Near the edge of eternal cliff, oh-oh-oh
Be my Lighthouse, be my Lighthouse!    ...repeat chorus


Refrain:
Am I willing this time, to step out?
Am I ready to go all the way-ay?

Have you been helping me?
Oh, have you been helping me-ee-ee-EEE?

Who's gonna hold my hand
When the coldness sets in?
For I'm really so tired.....
Oh, no-o-o-oh!          ......repeat chorus


So, are you there for me?
Are you calling me?
Oh, are you there for me?
Will you wait for me?

Will you welcome me?
Yes, will you welcome me?
Oh, will you welcome me.......?


By Star Toucher, 7 February 2013
st64 Jun 2020
Why do I live, why do I die?
Why do I live, why do I cry?
Here is the SOS of a man in distress:

I've never had both feet upon the ground.
I'd rather be a bird,
I don't fit into this skin.
I'd like to see the world turned upside down;
If ever it were beautiful -
It's lovelier from above, from above.

I've always confused life
with the comic strips,
Even wished I could transform.
I feel something -
That draws me
That draws me
That draws me up.
 
Into the great lotto of the universe,
I don't have the right numbers;
I don't fit into this skin.
I don't want to be a robot -
Eating, working, sleeping.
 
Why do I live, why do I die?
Why do I live, why do I cry?
I think I'm catching waves
From another world.

I've never had both feet upon the ground;
I'd rather be a bird.
I'd like to see the world turned upside down -
I'd rather be a bird.

Sleep, child, sleep.
.




From:
"Turandot" by Giacomo Puccini


None shall sleep! None shall sleep!
Not even you, oh Princess,
in your cold bedroom,
watching the stars
that tremble with love, and with hope!

Ma il mio mistero è chiuso in me;
il nome mio nessun saprà!
No, No! Sulla tua bocca,
lo dirò quando la luce splenderà!

But my secret is hidden within me;
no one will know my name!
No, no! On your mouth,
I will say it when the light shines!

Ed il mio bacio scioglierà
il silenzio che ti fa mia!

And my kiss will dissolve
the silence that makes you mine!



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dTkTObFQ_40

27-06-20
560 · Feb 2013
That feeling again
st64 Feb 2013
Behind you, sits your lover
          Sitting up behind you.
          They say that behind every great man
Sits an even greater woman.

Oh, what a feeling!
Inside....
That feeling again....

This Friday morning's turned to be
         Flying on wings with eyes closed.
         Are the mocking gods piling on gifts?
Or is this just a ****** trick .... (again)...?

Oh......
What a feeling....inside!
Feeling, oh yeah, I've got to have it again.

Now cruising on a Tuesday evening;
          No need for shades tonight.
          No need to hide the eyes; I see you
For baby, you know it is.....

That feeling again!
That feeling....oh yeah, I've got to have it again.


Star Toucher, 16 February 2013
541 · Mar 2013
Read You
st64 Mar 2013
If I could read your thoughts
Who knows what I might find
If I could read your thoughts, oh babeah
Who knows what I might find.

Perhaps it's BEST not to read you too much
Perhaps it's best not to READ you too much
Perhaps it's best not to read you too MUCH.

I might just find much more than I expected!

Refrain 1:
Watching you while you sleep
I wonder where you wander
Which paths you tread, where you say you go
And where you REALLY go!


Refrain 2:
I may just find you curled up in a corner
Waiting for the sun to climb up on your shoulder
Checking every move, watching every mo-ove
Escaping the clutches of your own fear!


So, if I could read your thoughts
Who knows what I might find
If I could read you . . . .


Star Toucher, 08 March 2013
(Song on Capo 1, written circa 2009)

(Inspired by Moody Blues song...if you really knew what I was thinking, you may not like me quite as much as you do, BABY!)
527 · Feb 2013
All along
st64 Feb 2013
Take your time to find yourself
And listen to your heart.

You'll find the Light you've been looking for
Was there all along
Yes, the Light you've been looking for
Was there all along.

So, look inside yourself
Believe in what you feel.

You'll find the Light you've been looking for
Was there all along
Yes, the Light you've been looking for
Was there all along.

Refrain:
You've been pushing yourself aside too long
Let me tell you
Oh, let me tell you, oh yeah.....


Take your time to find yourself
And listen to your heart.

You'll find the Light that you're looking for
Is there all along
Yes, the Light that you're looking for
Is there all along . . . .

Star Toucher, 15 February 2013
st64 May 2020
My glass shall not persuade me I am old,
So long as youth and thou are of one date;
But when in thee time's furrows I behold,
Then look I death my days should expiate.
For all that beauty that doth cover thee,
Is but the seemly raiment of my heart,
Which in thy breast doth live, as thine in me:
How can I then be elder than thou art?
O! therefore, love, be of thyself so wary
As I, not for myself, but for thee will;
Bearing thy heart, which I will keep so chary
As tender nurse her babe from faring ill.
   Presume not on thy heart when mine is slain,
   Thou gav'st me thine not to give back again.
Sonnets 20 - 32 present an ocean of relative tranquility, in which some minor matters of social difference appear to darken the horizon momentarily, and then pass away. Apart from that, the love which has been declared in 13, 15 and 19 But, love, you are etc.; dear my love, you know; 13. And all in war with time for love of you etc.; 15. my love's fair brow; My love shall in my verse ever live young; 19, is allowed to develop to full maturity. In this sonnet it is as if the point of no return has been reached. The expressions of care and tenderness, of love's togetherness and the prospect of youth growing old, of two hearts united in one, of the commitment of love until the severance of death, combine to make this a rare moment in the heart's history. Love triumphs over age and death. Yet in the background there is always the looking in the glass, the reflections in the mirror, so often evoked in these sonnets, which cast back one's own face beated and chopped with tanned antiquity, and the fair youth's face which must go the same way in the end.

There may well be a significance in the number alone of this sonnet, since multiples of 11 seem to exercise some sort of fascination for the writer. Thus 77 and 88 both step aside to look into the future, 66 renounces the world completely, 55 takes a grand and distant view of the passage of time. Although 33, 44 and 99 do not seem to have any special significance, (but see the commentary to 99 for its dating significance), it may be simply that we fail to see it, or that these numbers are not deemed to be as critical as the others and the various climacteric ones, such as 63, 70 and 81.





Sub-tale:

"Asleep at the wheel" - T. Coraghessan Boyle

https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2019/02/11/asleep-at-the-wheel
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