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Open Mic Night Performance
Hey everyone, I don't usually play out often, but decided to play a few originals at an open mic night recently. If you got some free time, check it out. I felt I played this one the best, it's called Second Chance. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4daNmxQUMVo Thanks for listening!
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Noonday Sun
My boy, you were a lonely one My boy, you were not close to done My boy, I hope you had your fun My boy, last saw you under noonday sun You asked "can I go play?" I said "yes", wished you'd stay under my wing, never see the light of day now you've flown far, so far away I hope you had your fun I hope you had your fun I…
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"Final Cause"
You will always remember the embrace of the stars. Try to be in the here and now; drifting along this moonless path. An uncertain beginning with an intended future waits for you. So take these words away from me as you search for the light of day.
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Granite
I'm still brooding but I know I need to stop it I'll take a turn around the block change my socks put the book down turn the tune off people say "grow up" and this is a bit of what they mean they mean accept reality as it is without a rosy glow or a bit of snow the news shouts at us: "People die daily! accidents happen to…
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Elements
Sunlight charges the ozone light blue Elements take their place in the grand scheme of things My heart warm, like the zephyr As the heathland beckons Tomorrow a new day
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EV
Your hands move easily above the waves Make them float up to the stars Find a way not to behave Like finding out who you really are Fight the way you profit off pain That's the straight man with no complaints, already slain Tie your sight up to a spiral Wise man knows your knowledge is viral [tiny wars printed in vinyl…
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Looking for Submissions - Again!
Hot Valley Writers - we need your fiction, non-fiction and poetry for our summer issue. Any questions, shoot me a PM. If you don't know already we're a tiny online literary magazine and we love first time writers. (And second and third time writers.) So be bold! Submit! http://hotvalleywriters.com/Hot_Valley_ ...…
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My Dearest Brother.
You're all I have left, Mom and the girls are gone. Somewhere you've lost your way, Your mind,Your sole,Your Son's. Everyone's tried to help you, But we can't protect you from yourself. Please come out of the depth's, from which you've descended. Crawl if you have to,Climb if you can. I'll be there waiting,with love, and…
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snows falling
snow falling down on the spires of st. jerome’s. in the laneway, cats pawing through the rubbish cans i thought of the end and how your open palm couldn’t hold my heart. standing at the window watching as the whole world parades its filth and knowing how easily i could slip from its hold. too often, i found myself alone i…
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Life Always Finds a Way
The fallen leaves are blowing across the grass and under the trees Moving in a way of dance and celebration to find their place of rebirth Owning the winds of change and the growth to began a life of new Life always finds a way. With every word that is spoken we search inside a dream looking for a place to grow With the…
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room 424
she heard the key in the door and closed her eyes. she sensed him standing at the foot of the bed. she turned and looked him. he smiled expecting one in return, if only to acknowledge his presence. she turned away. she tried to get her mind to go elsewhere. she felt his weight on his side of the bed and heard the crinkle…
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2 B
Left to our own devices we're mostly lone souls without an audience more rewarding to have an ear and an eye to walk in front of how much were we each loved as a child? did someone notice and see? was there someone who cared? for, who really knows, without a loving seer, why are we even alive?! what's the point of being in…
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assurance
a snow sun shower, a gentle reminder that anything is possible. tiny little whisps of ice flitting and swirling, riding the currents like tiny fairies from above. gentle, floating and falling, dancing on sunbeams. and as quickly as it came, just like that, it is gone but the promise remains.
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pinhead
the head mistress opposed spanking in school still somehow she’s breaking some unspoken rule seems a little head is all it takes for a book-burning zealot to put on brakes are you creationists too? too much science for you? this is real - this is real life for science’s sake I was his wife naughty? maybe nothing close to…
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at the gates
the humming is coming from the distant blue and the vinyl blacktop's grooves are getting deeper don't you realize the pins aren't needles and my arm has been sleeping under you and god whistles the happiest sounds in the morning mists as birds nest in trees evergreen and my envy pours only when it rains the cracks in the…
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grandpa's garage (thursday or sunday, april 18, 2013)
(part I)... i admit it i am a man of no tools. zero. knives & an axe, yep. i may have a pliers & maybe a couple things here or lost there in the darkness of storage but i don't believe i have a ratchet or a hammer or a screw driver or a simple torch. i had access to most everything, grandpa died, ryan died, dad died no…
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Soon
Soon it will be summertime my favorite time (May through August) the most flexible time of my year here it's truly sweltering (yes) but I still cherish the open days at least I can swim and be outside I have time to live a life in the summer... unlike the fall, spring, and winter, it's more than working and sleeping! sigh…
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Jump!
I stand alone on a precipice ; a ledge if you will. Waiting for a boldness that was once within me. I stand here, noting the lovely people that have Love. I have nothing. My tears make me woozy and I stumble! Holding on at the last minute saves me; Garden All over again. I feel so desolate, alone and unwanted. Forgotten, I…
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Who will feed the wolf.
Waiting on the full moon to bring the sting of life No masquerade will hide the intentions of the night No blind eye will turn to the truth of this apocalyptic romance One that bleeds from the heart of innocence and desire. Who will be the one The first to look into the eyes of the night The first to spill the wine The…
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Ghost at Ease
they say that you float in dreams when you're shot in dreams the black figures you your whole body and head the real thing desiring the drowning full breath and drowning supplication if you could imagine the sun bent into sticks and poking bright and disarming the morning when standing like sunshine in front of you I know…
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on curbs
the once-mighty winds that defined chicago and the tsunamis and earthquakes that strike smaller islands cannot move me like your smile moved me the dark black violet blues of countryside midnights and the suffocating canaries of coal mine history and the jutting bruised snow-capped mountains surrounding the swallowed…
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What Are You Afraid Of?
"What are you afraid of? That you won't have enough money? Or enough food? Are you afraid you're going to die? Or that you won't live? Are you afraid you are going to fall? And you won't get back up again? Maybe you are afraid of everything, then? (of falling) But I told you what to do Bend your knees. It's not a…
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Maggie Lost Her Mind.
Just one more time Just one more time she screamed As she felt her body lifted up off the floor And all around her she could feel the warm compassion Of a tight straight jacket held with golden chains shackled to the wall Just a few feet from the door. Is there any reason to believe she left this world behind Maggie lost…
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Jesus was More Popular than Guns
Jesus was More Popular than Guns A homeless man stands In the dust of a freeway onramp. With head bowed and hands folded, He thinks to himself And prays to his god saying It’s time to get out of here. The eye as camera pans fast Passing on its way to gas or Something more delectable. There’s no time to stop and think About…
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I'm sorry but, "No more"
I feel sad when you make it seem like there was more than words for me it's that old carrot I followed for years! maybe tomorrow? maybe next week? maybe next month? maybe next year? I have finally given up hoping for anything! if you ever wanted to act, why didn't you do anything when I needed you to?!!! now, I'm content…
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Need a title for this one... suggestions welcome
Being bad is not what she wants, it’s what happens to her while she makes plans to be good, telling herself lies. Torn between the angry angel on her shoulder and the innocent devil in her eyes. Sabatoge the noose around her neck, to break free just as she jumps to her own conclusions. A victorious victim, a victimless…
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Psychotic Waltz
I’ve been thinking as the world spins around If you looked into my mind What would you find Could you understand the questions in my life. If I offered you a glimpse of the madness behind my eyes Would you listen to the music of a mad man’s life Will you dance to the psychotic waltz ringing in my ears. And the world keeps…
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I'll leave you with this.....
in our darkest hour we were always able to find a spark to light the way. I feel I shall not be able to walk this dark path alone nor do I wish to. love does not vanish it only sometimes becomes misplaced buried below the surface. I am not blind to my flaws I see them every day I cannot escape them, they are mine. if I can…
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On Who Do We in this Life Hang?
one word sung a whisper thought in silence brought into this room ........................................landing ......begging the thought of words across the barrel of your sturdiness holding deep in my chest on wheels these have not been crisp is the sound of night so sudden this life is gone arms and doors rush past…
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Timeless Painted Lady
Do you believe in this heart that beats for you Have you seen the magic of a starry night Or the trail of stars that follow every breath you take Or the angels that follow you everywhere you go. Everyday I’m thinking of you I follow the stars with every breath you take. Timeless painted lady on a canvas framed with love…