I'm all alone
Afraid of the dark
Please come to my room, I think it is a shark
Under the bed
It smells really bad
There's no place to go, you know I won't give in
No I won't give in.
Chorus:
Keep fighting hard
Cause you know I'll make it through, I'll make it through
As the guard
Cause you konw I'll squish it flat, squish it flat.
There's nothing you can say
Nothing you can do
There's no other way when you wake to the truth, so
Keep fighting hard
cause you know I'll make it through, I'll make it through
Now you're too late
You missed all the fun
Before it's too late, all the jobs must be done
Now when the doors close,
And you turn out the lights
A night light be me, i will give them a fright.
I'll give them a fright.
Yeah, yeah
Chorus
Hear me when I say, when I say you will flee
Nothing's gonna change, nothing's gonna change destiny
Whatever's meant to be will work out perfectly
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
La da da da
La da da da
La da da da da da da da da
Chorus
Keep fighting hard
Keep fighting hard
There's nothing you can say
Nothing you can do
There's no other way when you wake to the truth, so
Keep fighting hard
Cause you know I'll make it through, I'll make it through
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Tree of Old
Planted black and white
Lasting through new inventions
Seven new spouts
As septuplets entering the world
Each growing its own way
Never walking down the street
As dog chasing cat
Bickel, Hank. "Seven-trunk Tree." 17 March 2009. Photograph. SmugMug. 14 May 2009.
http://www.smugmug.com/community/DailyPhotos/keyword/birch#493463651_itJFF
Renaissance
New, creative, funky
Sounds of life.
A palette of colors in a blender:
Trumpet. Saxophone. Clarinet.
Out of the shadows they rise:
Heart. Soul. Feeling.
Creativity running past the moon.
Big mama Lulu Belle
Sing with gravity.
Hear sounds of the streets.
Jazz.
Sounds of life.
A palette of colors in a blender:
Trumpet. Saxophone. Clarinet.
Out of the shadows they rise:
Heart. Soul. Feeling.
Creativity running past the moon.
Big mama Lulu Belle
Sing with gravity.
Hear sounds of the streets.
Jazz.
Monday, April 27, 2009
First Spring
Fingers with leaves upon trees
Midmorning dew drops
Spring flowers blossom
Beaming lines of brightness
Sprinkling warmth.
Branch expand, buds arrive
Shades of pastels nestled
Easter baskets.
Britton, Ian. "Picture of Spring." 13 May 2001. Picture. Free Foto.com. 14 May 2009. http://www.freefoto.com/preview/19-10-11?ffid=19-10-11
Midmorning dew drops
Spring flowers blossom
Beaming lines of brightness
Sprinkling warmth.
Branch expand, buds arrive
Shades of pastels nestled
Easter baskets.
Britton, Ian. "Picture of Spring." 13 May 2001. Picture. Free Foto.com. 14 May 2009. http://www.freefoto.com/preview/19-10-11?ffid=19-10-11
Fairytale
Volcanic crimson apple
Arsenic.
Eerie bristles caress with hatred
Round-faced pink jumpsuit
Running from Her:
Angelic necromancer
Filled with magic;
Sorcery.
Birds, critters, men.
Shelter round face
From fate.
Subtle wind, slipping through
Tree tops, leaves.
Sun nudges horizon
Wanting to succumb.
Blinded night, blinded knight.
Lead him to love,
To tenderness, but
Frozen existence
Dissolved with warm lips.
Adria. "Snow White." Clipart. Adria's Addiction. 16 May 2009.
http://www.freewebs.com/adria24/allaboutadria.htm
Arsenic.
Eerie bristles caress with hatred
Round-faced pink jumpsuit
Running from Her:
Angelic necromancer
Filled with magic;
Sorcery.
Birds, critters, men.
Shelter round face
From fate.
Subtle wind, slipping through
Tree tops, leaves.
Sun nudges horizon
Wanting to succumb.
Blinded night, blinded knight.
Lead him to love,
To tenderness, but
Frozen existence
Dissolved with warm lips.
Adria. "Snow White." Clipart. Adria's Addiction. 16 May 2009.
http://www.freewebs.com/adria24/allaboutadria.htm
Consecrate
Silk ribbon
Piercing loud silence.
Joyful. Harmonic.
Sustain.
Douse waterfalls
Butterfly wings,
Floating golf balls,
And Spots with tails
Creating music.
"Music Note." 2009. Clipart. Edupics. 16 May 2009. http://www.edupics.com/en-coloring-pictures-pages-photo-music-note-i10469.html
Monday, April 13, 2009
Forest
Shaky birch tree limbs
Walking towards
Big black fingers nestled white
Clouds stare at me. Blinded
By the trapped sun.
Quiet like a blind, deserted forest,
In complete darkness.
Sitting down, focusing on flying
Notes in my head. Deep breath.
Gag! Too much perfume
Teacher of mine!
Nervousness creeps further,
Cotton fluff for a tongue
Play keys. Play notes. Play song.
No laughter? That's swell,
Keep playing, thinking
Almost through. Back to home
Again in the forest
A solid sycamore.
Gabcast! Poetry #1
Walking towards
Big black fingers nestled white
Clouds stare at me. Blinded
By the trapped sun.
Quiet like a blind, deserted forest,
In complete darkness.
Sitting down, focusing on flying
Notes in my head. Deep breath.
Gag! Too much perfume
Teacher of mine!
Nervousness creeps further,
Cotton fluff for a tongue
Play keys. Play notes. Play song.
No laughter? That's swell,
Keep playing, thinking
Almost through. Back to home
Again in the forest
A solid sycamore.
Gabcast! Poetry #1
Monday, March 16, 2009
Favorite Poem
Woman Work
I've got the children to tend
The clothes to mend
The floor to mop
The food to shop
Then the chicken to fry
The baby to dry
I got company to feed
The garden to weed
I've got the shirts to press
The tots to dress
The cane to be cut
I gotta clean up this hut
Then see about the sick
And the cotton to pick.
Shine on me, sunshine
Rain on me, rain
Fall softly, dewdrops
And cool my brow again.
Storm, blow me from here
With your fiercest wind
Let me float across the sky
'Til I can rest again.
Fall gently, snowflakes
Cover me with white
Cold icy kisses and
Let me rest tonight.
Sun, rain, curving sky
Mountain, oceans, leaf and stone
Star shine, moon glow
You're all that I can call my own
I've got the children to tend
The clothes to mend
The floor to mop
The food to shop
Then the chicken to fry
The baby to dry
I got company to feed
The garden to weed
I've got the shirts to press
The tots to dress
The cane to be cut
I gotta clean up this hut
Then see about the sick
And the cotton to pick.
Shine on me, sunshine
Rain on me, rain
Fall softly, dewdrops
And cool my brow again.
Storm, blow me from here
With your fiercest wind
Let me float across the sky
'Til I can rest again.
Fall gently, snowflakes
Cover me with white
Cold icy kisses and
Let me rest tonight.
Sun, rain, curving sky
Mountain, oceans, leaf and stone
Star shine, moon glow
You're all that I can call my own
So Much Depends Upon
so much depends
upon
the sound of
music
singing so
bright
with heart and soul
singers.
upon
the sound of
music
singing so
bright
with heart and soul
singers.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Forever
I make the next choice in life known,
Sitting as a rock on a sea of softness.
Precious substance; comely apparel
Given friend to friend.
Round as eternity
Never ending.
"A Diamond Is Forever." Picture. Pieces. 6 March 2009. www.pieces-zine.com/
Reflection
Dreaming magic as time goes by
Dance tango great double date
Hollywood party Feel the vibe!
Heaven on earth tonight
Life of the party spotlight
Cool perfectly happy masquerade!
Elegant electric! Exotic effects
Royal celestial glowing paradise
Anticipation dual personalities uptown
Picture pinstripes steppin' out
Remember times like these
Hangin' with the gang
High school memories wondrous memories
Treasure crazy fun styles
Charming best times
Golden Age
Two Tone Poem
Half of me is light sunshine yellow,
Vivid vibes of very bright rays.
Fun as a new summer's day
Relaxed among the daffodils.
Glowing so bright you can't open your eyes,
And as zesty as a fresh-squeezed lemon.
The rest of me is deep ocean blue,
Deeper than a flowing river.
Calm as the ocean after a storm,
Waves slowly rolling through my fingertips.
Swish. Swish.
Two opposite ideas, all combined,
Fun as a new summer's day
Relaxed among the daffodils.
Glowing so bright you can't open your eyes,
And as zesty as a fresh-squeezed lemon.
The rest of me is deep ocean blue,
Deeper than a flowing river.
Calm as the ocean after a storm,
Waves slowly rolling through my fingertips.
Swish. Swish.
Two opposite ideas, all combined,
Making me.
"Solar Panels." 26 March 2008. Clip Art. Clip art Graphics. 9 March 2009. www.freeclipartnow.com/.../
"Ocean Waves" 5 February 2009. Picture. Really Natural. 9 March 2009.http://www.reallynatural.com/index.php?page=2
Acronym Poem
Always on time
Never afraid
In style
Kind
Adorable
Thoughtful
Honorable
Obedient
Responsible
Different, but good
Engaging
Ready to read
Sometimes shy
Original
Neat
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