Joy To The World
My old guitar sings,
fingers fumble melody
Start to hum, then sing
But forget a lot of words:
"Jera-mi-ah was a bullfrog..."
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Lost In the Seventies
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Joy To The World
My old guitar sings,
fingers fumble melody
Start to hum, then sing
But forget a lot of words:
"Jera-mi-ah was a bullfrog..."
http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l1...s/Bullfrog.gif
Lost In the Seventies
shakin the boo-tee
dancin with disco fever
the beat feet steppin
clean white suit with black silk shirt
it's saturday night fever
the bloom of a flower
Spread rows aligned to
swirl the eye inward, dancing
to folded centers,
radiant bulbs in sequence
still soft luster on the brain.
leaning branches
Here within the grip
hangs a leaf or two, almost
touching, thrilling, me.
And yet, like a dream, hovers
a little too out of reach...!
great parents. :)
hugs smiles kisses
who could have known the power
forever always
waving till they saw no more
baby's going to college
flying in a glider plane
Away with a swish
We flew, the land ran further
Away, with a whoosh!
A bird I was, soaring high
Embarked to embrace the blue.
a new haircut (cuz i got one!! :D )
Get your hair cut, boy!
My mama always would say.
Or get a dog tag!
Funny how things switch 'round.
Haircut, boy! I tell my son...
Flower Power
:lol: good one, Pen.
fly your freak flag high
colorful beads and peace signs
dancing unrestrained
i was there and i did dance
i tasted freedom
a man shaving his face in the morning mirror
Who the hell let this fall so low?
Clearing cream from skin
leaving melted trails aside
a white bearded grin,
slim expectation of nights
and coarseness sharpened by stars.
Il Penseroso,
You need to leave a subject for the next tanka :)
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Hmmmm,
well, how about fourth of July sensations.
waiting patiently
holding onto dreams removed
searching for bright lights
the night approached fast with lights
reflected in their faces
the depths of hell at your feet
there lies the dark pit
voicing a cruel laughter
pulsing at my feet
i gasp for a puff of air
i strive for a dream so rare.
oh and let the next topic be 'fireworks'...