morningtime girl

lovin kindlovin kind Posts: 268
edited January 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
i was given your face and your smile and your hair and you gave me love
this morning i woke up happy
i asked you to stay but you kept moving along i wanted you to play
i wanted to hold you
i pray that i will see you the same with all of of your wisdom
beauty and grace
the blessing of you passing by
the twisting curls of your paint
the one second of a dream that left me happy
just to see you again

this poem is for kim
thanks to everyone who can read what i write without having to say something mean
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  • yesterday the brush found a home in my hand
    instead of searching for something
    i felt everything close to nothing
    where words move like current
    and sand through the toes

    with the sun shining down
    i lost every different type of frown
    while i jacked up threes on my knees
    and fought wars and never stopped believing
    that one day soon i might see you again
    thanks to everyone who can read what i write without having to say something mean
  • on the same page i was wasted
    i felt the rain fall
    inside my heart the words erupted
    inside my mind i knew i had it all
    but i just let it all fly away

    in the moments of symphony
    i just sang along and wondered things
    like who was sitting where
    when the hand of god decided
    that the angel would write on
    thanks to everyone who can read what i write without having to say something mean
  • oldermanolderman Posts: 1,765
    these last two are excellent. thanks for sharing. :)
    Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
    As she slams the door in his drunken face
    And now he stands outside
    And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
    He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
    What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
    Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
    And his tears fall and burn the garden green
  • when a smile can give wisdom then i believe perhaps youve seen the face of an angel

    the messenger of god
    thanks to everyone who can read what i write without having to say something mean
  • searching one
    why are we sorrounded by many
    when all we need is love

    why are we given opportunity
    when all we need is love

    why do i feel i have to choose
    when all im given is love

    why am i fighting
    when all i have is love

    why am i alone
    when im blessed with a telephone

    why is the future burning
    when my dreams are filled with love


    one love one life one need in the night
    one love we get to share it
    leaves you baby if you
    dont care for it

    well ive got a number and a heart attack
    thanks to everyone who can read what i write without having to say something mean
  • lovin kind wrote:
    yesterday the brush found a home in my hand
    instead of searching for something
    i felt everything close to nothing
    where words move like current
    and sand through the toes

    with the sun shining down
    i lost every different type of frown
    while i jacked up threes on my knees
    and fought wars and never stopped believing
    that one day soon i might see you again

    Just lovely, lovin kind! Especially "yesterday". :) Plus, I like how you incorporated some lines from U2 in the "love" poem there--they worked well. :)
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • twin1twin1 Posts: 902
    These are really good reads. :)
    Our love must not be just words, but True Love, which shows itself in action,
    No one needs a smile more than someone who fails to give one,
    After you die...you know how to LIVE!
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