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Backwards

By: Carrie

G
All the things that I wanna write
C
Have been written
G
All the songs that I wanna sing
D
Have been sung,
G
All the things that I wanna say
C
Have been said before
D A Em G
All the things that I wanna do have been done.

G
I wanna fly a kite
A
At night instead of day,
C
I wanna drive a big old truck
D
The opposite way
G
I wanna laugh when I’m sad,
C
And cry when I’m happy and gay
D A
I wanna do what no one’s done
G
Any other day.

G
I wanna wear all my clothes
A
Wear em all inside out,

C
I wanna be real quiet,
D
When everybody else wants to shout
G
I wanna see the stars
C
When everybody else sees the sun
D
I want my day to end
C G
When everybody else’s has begun.

C D
Wouldn’t it be weird, wouldn’t it be funny and strange
A
If everyone thought like this,
G
Slightly deranged.

 

 

Lost Love

By: Alex Tanner

Should I recall those blissful times
When we like climbing flowers entwined;
Our blossoms scented evenings air
As Love and Lust forsook our cares.

Your laugh was soft and gentle,
A butterflies wings in spring,
Dancing on the sunbeams
Enough to make me sing.

Eyes so bright they sparkled
Diamonds on moonlit snow;
Flashing hither and thither
To make my pulse race so.

We held each other gentle
Yet tight so not to break,
Though deep, our love could never last,
Different paths our lives would take.

For fleeting months we tarried,
Each time we met we knew
This may be the last time
For lovers hours are few.

If I love ten thousand women
Tis you I will recall;
You gave yourself so willing,
For your passion I did fall.

On black nights as the wind howls,
As I lie in a bed so cold,
Your soft voice echoes 'cross the years
To warm my lonely soul.

                                                                                                                                         

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One reason

I drop my motorcycle, stand up and walk
on the cracked crust of the dirt road
on the edge of the forest.

Still partly deafened by the motor
I hear a hallow staccato of giant woodpeckers,
the heartbeat of the late afternoon.

Black cows sleep-walk in the meadow.
Mustard and yarrow are in full bloom.
I take off my jacket.

I feel warm breath of the sun soaked earth.
I am lost in the honeyed air,
in my own wandering thoughts.

Stoned Valor

I saluted the beret
felt resolve in those steely eyes

soaked in the colors
of ribbons of valor
worn with pride

noticed a come what may powerful stride

marveled at the gait and muscular frame

an icon of strength, a beacon for youth

then I stepped closer to read
letters inscribed in stone

"Sergent Brave-heart breathed his last
on the battle front in Operation Desert Storm
leaving behind family, friends and an expectant mother
who wants to wear his colors"

Safe Place

I stay hidden away
From the unknown
Tucked beneath the covers
Where one thing is certain,
It’s dark.

Water Planet

like waves
of loneliness
and then love
loneliness and love
sometimes the movement
seems like the perfect design
sometimes only
a recipe for sickness --
the ocean can
lull you to sleep
or rock your world
violently awake.
it contains
the strangest creatures,
like the thoughts
in my head,
from cute
to Kraken-like,
shallow and speckled
to deep and dark.
do we crawl
out of this, someday,
into a world of steadier legs
and sturdier brains?
or is this

Lessons to Learn

Never say a word
which may torment
then the result would remain with you
one of LAMENT

now read bigger'
TARGETS

Life’s Lessons Learnt

DESIRE Is the worst disease
it has no beginning

no end and it continues

never does end

till the roads last bend...

WEALTH .... no one says one has enough

its desire beats all Desires

D is for Depression

The wolves are at the door,
demanding more,
what do they need?
should i conceed?
I need time to breathe.

I don't want to hear what they want,
a piece of me knowing I can't.
give what they're asking for,
They always want more.

I want to forget the world,
escape from the cold,
with dignity,
and home spun empathy,
as a life of depravity and desolation unfolds.

Vortex of Desire

when sucked in the vortex of desire
shrills get louder with mounting thrill
passionate strokes stoke liquid fire
when sucked in the vortex of desire
seats of desire crackle like live wire
when sucked in the vortex of desire
shrills get louder with mounting thrill

Movement fulfillment:

Erring fallacy
Many a fatality
Where morality?

Go Away Spray

Bugs can only be killed from pressure and poison
demons can only heal when they don't let the noise in
bodys only hate themselves when hunger is an enemy,
can you let me be?
I've got nobody
And the lights are always off at my home
I'm too ugly to take a picture with my phone,
And I'm too stupid to be here
I'm too strong to feel the fear
You can't cry, it will make you weak
You can be the backbone and defeat..
All the people who are mean to the ones that you love

Fearing the Unknown

Who knows of one who profits in breath,
in dark corners hides, in search of mess.
He's never welcomed regardless his dress,
and yet he'll visits, his name being death.

He'd wear some masks you may not know,
and shall break in, through windows and doors,
his atmos benefits are gained from wars,
oh tell me that which I'm not ready for.

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