If we are two
strands of
one spirit
(...I am at a loss
for words)
...besides triggering
some kind of ecstasy
outside and inside of
me
...(she writes
exquisite poetry)
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Friday, August 24, 2012
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
Monday, August 20, 2012
Would some one ask...
"If I was a poem would you rip my
page out of the book and steal me
from the library"
"If I was a record album would you have bought
me in the 70's, listened to me until the grooves wore
out
Opened my cover, and placed it on your dresser,
like and angel with outspread wings"
"If I was a loud, hot, leaky, nasty Harley, from
way back when,
would you take me through the empty streets of
night, so fast you could almost fly,
would you crash me into whatever would not
yield to you
walk away without a scratch and manifest the
money to take you to a strange Asian paradise
a place that you could come home from
but a place your spirit
would never leave"
"If I was a poem would you rip my
page out of the book and steal me
from the library"
"If I was a record album would you have bought
me in the 70's, listened to me until the grooves wore
out
Opened my cover, and placed it on your dresser,
like and angel with outspread wings"
"If I was a loud, hot, leaky, nasty Harley, from
way back when,
would you take me through the empty streets of
night, so fast you could almost fly,
would you crash me into whatever would not
yield to you
walk away without a scratch and manifest the
money to take you to a strange Asian paradise
a place that you could come home from
but a place your spirit
would never leave"
"I am an epic southern rock song"~ASG
GREEN GRASS AND HIGH TIDES
In a place you only dream of
Where your soul is always free
Silver stages, golden curtains
Filled my head, plain as can be
As a rainbow grew around the sun
All the stars above who died came from
Somewhere beyond the scene you see
These lovely people played just for me
Now if I let you see this place
Where stories all ring true
Will you let me past your face
To see what's really you
It's not for me I ask this question
As though I were a king
For you have to love, believe, and feel
Before the burst of tambourines take you there
Green grass and high tides forever
Castles of stone, souls and glory
Lost faces say we adore you
As kings and queens bow and play for you
Those who don't believe me
Find your souls and set them free
Those who do, believe and know
This time will be your key
Time and time again I've thanked them
For a peace of mind
That helped me find myself
Amongst the music and the rhyme
That enchants you there
Green grass and high tides forever
Castles of stone, souls and glory
Lost faces say we adore you
As kings and queens bow and play for you
Yeah, they play just for you
~Outlaws 1975
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rKbk_dQ8Mhg
GREEN GRASS AND HIGH TIDES
In a place you only dream of
Where your soul is always free
Silver stages, golden curtains
Filled my head, plain as can be
As a rainbow grew around the sun
All the stars above who died came from
Somewhere beyond the scene you see
These lovely people played just for me
Now if I let you see this place
Where stories all ring true
Will you let me past your face
To see what's really you
It's not for me I ask this question
As though I were a king
For you have to love, believe, and feel
Before the burst of tambourines take you there
Green grass and high tides forever
Castles of stone, souls and glory
Lost faces say we adore you
As kings and queens bow and play for you
Those who don't believe me
Find your souls and set them free
Those who do, believe and know
This time will be your key
Time and time again I've thanked them
For a peace of mind
That helped me find myself
Amongst the music and the rhyme
That enchants you there
Green grass and high tides forever
Castles of stone, souls and glory
Lost faces say we adore you
As kings and queens bow and play for you
Yeah, they play just for you
~Outlaws 1975
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rKbk_dQ8Mhg
Sunday, August 19, 2012
Friday, August 17, 2012
Thursday, August 16, 2012
my beloved,
I thank the universe that gave you
a place to be
formed your body from the stars
( a perfect stillness
river of poetry that you are )
we walked
on the trail
you asked me
the questions
only buddhas can answer
They gave us our paradise
we squandered it on wishes
we are alive in the space our
souls blended
I thank the universe that gave you
a place to be
formed your body from the stars
( a perfect stillness
river of poetry that you are )
we walked
on the trail
you asked me
the questions
only buddhas can answer
They gave us our paradise
we squandered it on wishes
we are alive in the space our
souls blended
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Monday, August 13, 2012
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Friday, August 10, 2012
TO THE ONES WHO KNOW
we stumbled wide eyed into the cavernous
depths of the cathedrals,
bewildering heights of the castles,
with the trance-dance vibes
and day/night glow clothes
brown sunglasses sheilding our eyes
from the opulence
they brought us food and wine on gold and silver
trays,
and the women filtered sunlight
smoke city-miasma
we rode through the goat herds
and the painted trucks
and the chaos,
intuition guiding through the speed
sleepless night of the disco-kind
DJ worlds of colored lights
split fragments of mind's-eye prisms
shattered by her beauty she changes form,
the girls flow like oceans
changing shape of the goddess
envelopes death-freedom
pushing beyond the
edge
we stumbled wide eyed into the cavernous
depths of the cathedrals,
bewildering heights of the castles,
with the trance-dance vibes
and day/night glow clothes
brown sunglasses sheilding our eyes
from the opulence
they brought us food and wine on gold and silver
trays,
and the women filtered sunlight
smoke city-miasma
we rode through the goat herds
and the painted trucks
and the chaos,
intuition guiding through the speed
sleepless night of the disco-kind
DJ worlds of colored lights
split fragments of mind's-eye prisms
shattered by her beauty she changes form,
the girls flow like oceans
changing shape of the goddess
envelopes death-freedom
pushing beyond the
edge
we hadda lotta rock n roll
and the good-times just keep on comin
way we used to ride all night
sacred into the dawn
(we were angel warriors and
I could see you'd grown your
wings again)
we didn't have to talk about
the dragon power
And the Goa vibe
Just another friday night at the
Pyramids
we'd fly across the street to
my Hotel room
Monkeys eating papayas
saddhus smoking their brains out
Jai Babba!
Jai Jai
babba
and the good-times just keep on comin
way we used to ride all night
sacred into the dawn
(we were angel warriors and
I could see you'd grown your
wings again)
we didn't have to talk about
the dragon power
And the Goa vibe
Just another friday night at the
Pyramids
we'd fly across the street to
my Hotel room
Monkeys eating papayas
saddhus smoking their brains out
Jai Babba!
Jai Jai
babba
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Monday, August 6, 2012
Letter to You
Can't you see my poems
are all written across the sky
for you
And that all those records
they made back in the
70's
those songs were surely meant
for me
and
you
(i sent for a black guitar this
past saturday,
just waitin for the postman
to bring it home to me
gonna sing my songs with
that guitar
and every time I strum a string
your gonna feel it
brush your
soul)
are all written across the sky
for you
And that all those records
they made back in the
70's
those songs were surely meant
for me
and
you
(i sent for a black guitar this
past saturday,
just waitin for the postman
to bring it home to me
gonna sing my songs with
that guitar
and every time I strum a string
your gonna feel it
brush your
soul)
Thursday, August 2, 2012
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