rtherebirdsinheaven

stoneygali

Its time to sit you down my pet,
explain some things so true.
This story thats inside my head,
perhaps because of you.

Last night I closed my eyes and tried,
to wish the rain away;
but when my eyes did open soon,
it was another day.

It's in a land, so far from home,
that myself I found.
Sitting high upon gold trees,
with leaves upon the ground.

I spied a bird, fragile and small,
who whistled a gay tune;
I knew its song, and sung along,
the 'Melody of the Moon'.

For every year, and every life,
there can only be but one;
one love so strong, and oh so bright,
it does outshine the sun.

That's why if I, did have to choose,
from bodies in the sky.
I'd pick the moon, by far and none,
the others make me cry.

For stars are grand, and always bright,
but they tell a lie.
For stars that shine so bright tonight,
ten years ago did die.

Remove the stars, and take your pick
between the sun and moon;
and as the sun's not always bright,
compared to love this noon.

The moon I'll be, inside the night,
looking down on you.
I watch your love shine so bright,
and make the sun subdue.

Now, sitting high up in my tree,
with my feathered friend.
Perhaps this rain is not so bad,
because my love wont end.

I closed my eyes, just one more time,
and found myself back home.
laying warm inside our bed,
with love I've always known.

kdpjam

stoneygali wrote:

Its time to sit you down my pet,
explain some things so true.
This story thats inside my head,
perhaps because of you.

Last night I closed my eyes and tried,
to wish the rain away;
but when my eyes did open soon,
it was another day.

It's in a land, so far from home,
that myself I found.
Sitting high upon gold trees,
with leaves upon the ground.

I spied a bird, fragile and small,
who whistled a gay tune;
I knew its song, and sung along,
the 'Melody of the Moon'.

For every year, and every life,
there can only be but one;
one love so strong, and oh so bright,
it does outshine the sun.

That's why if I, did have to choose,
from bodies in the sky.
I'd pick the moon, by far and none,
the others make me cry.

For stars are grand, and always bright,
but they tell a lie.
For stars that shine so bright tonight,
ten years ago did die.

Remove the stars, and take your pick
between the sun and moon;
and as the sun's not always bright,
compared to love this noon.

The moon I'll be, inside the night,
looking down on you.
I watch your love shine so bright,
and make the sun subdue.

Now, sitting high up in my tree,
with my feathered friend.
Perhaps this rain is not so bad,
because my love wont end.

I closed my eyes, just one more time,
and found myself back home.
laying warm inside our bed,
with love I've always known.

this is outstanding

Jamal

i know you'll be the sun in somebody else's sky

guess who I just quoted...

Lovely piece of writing, truly a spontaneous aura of beauty. (or something along those lines, ya know what i mean )

stoneygali

thanx my darlings just me wearing my heart on my sleeve lately.... i usually keep mine underneath my right pant leg strapped to my boot..... that is a great quote right there

Ms. Haiku

Really nice and crafted.

stoneygali

rtherebirdsinheaven wrote:

you are a poet
and i didn't know it

i am not

thank you for sharing
and caring

you are a poet love. it does NOT matter if you aren't published or selling your work...... you are already a writer and it is up to you what to do with that.