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APPLEWEED

 PART I: GARDEN IN THE SKY

Exploding supernova in a Western sky:

Mystic dark portent, or the evil eye?

Seems every hour another star in our galaxy dies:

Tell me, where did all the Appleweed take root

In our garden in the sky?

 

Like faceless marionettes in some grotesque display,

Contorted caricatures from some frightening play;

Sometimes, it seems that all our dreams of Passion’s endless spark

Are lost in green, or torn in twain, we take

Small solace in the dark...

 

My heart cries: Lovely Lady, don’t lose heart,

Don’t lose your peace of mind.

Don’t let yourself be torn apart,

Don’t leave this love behind.

If you feel that on your part

You gave too much too free;

Lovely Lady, if you must lose heart,

Then please, re-lose your heart to me...

 

PART II: TWO STRANGE WORLDS

My love lives in two strange worlds: in one, I’m just a fool;

One world short of Eden, one beyond Ultima Thule;

One world where it’s difficult to predict day and night:

Confused by alternating tidal waves

Of hate and love and spite...

 

And, in one of those two strange worlds, reality can bend;

Here, every argument’s a means to justify an end-

Through nights of helpless waiting, there is nothing I can do:

We never know, when I lie down with you,

Which world we’ll wake up to...

 

 

My heart cries: Lovely Lady, don’t lose heart,

Don’t lose your peace of mind.

Don’t let yourself be torn apart,

Don’t leave this love behind.

If you feel that on your part

You gave too much too free;

Lovely Lady, if you must lose heart,

Then please, re-lose your heart to me...

 

Exploding supernova in a Western sky:

Mystic dark portent, or the evil eye?

Seems every hour another star in our galaxy dies:

Tell me, where did all the Appleweed take root

In our garden in the sky... ?

 

 

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Last few words: 
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Thank you for taking the time to read and comment. I am pleased you seem to have liked both, this one and "Full Circle: Requeim..."
Regards
Psyve

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"You gave too much too free;
Lovely Lady, if you must lose heart,
Then please, re-lose your heart to me..."

I know a bit about the giving too much too free
It is good to bring this point up.

Victor

"When a pickpocket meets a holy man all he sees are his pockets."

Unknown (at least to me)

In most relationships there are times when one side feels it has sacrificed more than the other, to keep the relationship going. That perception may not necessarily be justified or even correct, but the feeling lingers and leads to some bitterness.

This was the reference behind the " If you feel that on your part, you gave too much too free..." line.

Glad it got you thinking...

Psyve

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I am blown away by this marvelously dark and haunting write, especially:

"Like faceless marionettes in some grotesque display,
Contorted caricatures from some frightening play;
Sometimes, it seems that all our dreams of Passion’s endless spark
Are lost in green, or torn in twain, we take
Small solace in the dark...

Dark and beautiful, and the hopefulness is divine. I think this poem would make a great and poignant song... very elegant structure.

always, cat

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Thank you for stopping by to read this. I am very pleased indeed to hear that you appreciated this one. It is one of my own favourites too.

Since you mentioned it, I would be delighted to hear what you think of it as a song... now that Anna has sent you the link to it. :-)

Psyve

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It is a song, Cat. http://www.soundclick.com/bands/page_songInfo.cfm?bandID=798379&songID=7...

I listened to it a few days ago, when I first met Psyve. Interesting how & which particular part of a poem, lyrics speaks to us.

I like "Tell me, where did all the Appleweed take root
in the garden of our sky"?

;-)

~A

You make an interesting point ... and that is what defines us all as different individuals, I guess... each with our own quirks and own preferences.

Interestingly enough, the particular line you chose, blithely perhaps, holds special personal meaning for me. As does this whole song.

Bipolar winds blew thru that Garden in the Sky.

Psyve

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Appreciate your kind words.
This one is very dear to me for personal reasons, so I am pleased you enjoyed the read.
Incidentally, if you'd like to HEAR it, you can, at: http://soundclick.com/share.cfm?id=7976124
Cheers,

Psyve

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