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Waking up in the afternoon....
fernly:
--- Quote from: Shakestheground ---
...
If we put our heads side by each,
If we touch them together,
Maybe we will have the same dream,
Maybe we will not be apart at all,
And a little more time will be ours,
Where there is never enough.
--- End quote ---
So glad to have found this thread today, Truman. Beautiful poems. Thank you so much for sharing them.
Shakesthecoffecan:
Thank you!
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4SH
Roll up my sleeves now and reach under the cabinet,
Find just the right old flask,
I will distill the feeling of a John Denver song,
Bottle and send it to you.
Man I never met,
The son who forgave.
In my life I have come close to you often,
But until now, the lock never opened.
That bird, where did it go?
The one that had my words,
They were mine, ment for my page.
Until I forced my attention on it.
Make his wheels stay firmly on the road
Make his sleep uninterupted,
Make his time bountiful,
And his burden a shared one.
Fill his heart with joy,
As only the spirit can, when so moved.
Fill his song with life,
And his mind with peace.
And in the darkest time of the night
When the mind screams wake,
Let his heart say:
Rest.
Brokeback_Dev:
--- Quote from: Shakestheground on January 05, 2008, 04:46:34 pm ---Thank you!
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4SH
Roll up my sleeves now and reach under the cabinet,
Find just the right old flask,
I will distill the feeling of a John Denver song,
Bottle and send it to you.
Man I never met,
The son who forgave.
In my life I have come close to you often,
But until now, the lock never opened.
That bird, where did it go?
The one that had my words,
They were mine, ment for my page.
Until I forced my attention on it.
Make his wheels stay firmly on the road
Make his sleep uninterupted,
Make his time bountiful,
And his burden a shared one.
Fill his heart with joy,
As only the spirit can, when so moved.
Fill his song with life,
And his mind with peace.
And in the darkest time of the night
When the mind screams wake,
Let his heart say:
Rest.
--- End quote ---
I like this one
Scott6373:
--- Quote from: Shakestheground on January 05, 2008, 04:46:34 pm ---4SH
Roll up my sleeves now and reach under the cabinet,
Find just the right old flask,
I will distill the feeling of a John Denver song,
Bottle and send it to you.
Man I never met,
The son who forgave.
In my life I have come close to you often,
But until now, the lock never opened.
That bird, where did it go?
The one that had my words,
They were mine, ment for my page.
Until I forced my attention on it.
Make his wheels stay firmly on the road
Make his sleep uninterupted,
Make his time bountiful,
And his burden a shared one.
Fill his heart with joy,
As only the spirit can, when so moved.
Fill his song with life,
And his mind with peace.
And in the darkest time of the night
When the mind screams wake,
Let his heart say:
Rest.
--- End quote ---
4TA
I’ll reach across
The wooden table
For just the right old flask
And drink as the tune
Worms its way out of
The bottle and into my soul
That man you have met,
That son that did forgive.
How close you have come
And stayed is for us alone
As one key is alone meant
For that lock.
Caged I am, but not forever.
I will return your words soon
Not yours or mine, but ours,
As we both draw on them.
Your gentle touch on the wheel kept me driving safely
Sleep will return as peace does
Time is bountiful for it’s our time
Burdens lighter for your soul in mine
Joy will follow sleep and peace
For they all know the spirit
Of grace.
My songs are fuller now for you
And my mind freer to call for peace
So the dark isn’t quite any longer
My mind only humming a sweet tune
Its words reverberating:
Rest.
Shakesthecoffecan:
You Bet! ;)
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