Last Train....

Courtesy of the Sunday Muse

You wrote, meet me at the station

at precisely two, we'll start anew

promising,  "I'll never abandon you"

I watched the train roll away at 1:52

running alone, with no destination

 

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Please Do Not Disturb

Courtesy of Pixabay

There's a do not disturb sign
on the door-knob of a dream
a secret place where stars align

poetry forms at the bang of a drum
touching the heart with each beat
 opening doors who knows what will come

don't touch me while I am sleeping
the shaman says it brings bad dreams
in silence you can hear the willow weeping

There's a do not disturb sign
on the door-knob of a dream
a secret place where stars align

on the edge of your atmosphere skies
trying to balance on the fringe of reality
is love forever hidden in a tiny box of lies

your music knocks me out with one note
spiraling forever lost in you melody
remembering every word you wrote

there's a do not disturb sign
on the door- knob of a dream
a secret place where stars align

daring you to enter the labyrinth
of a dream , my secret lover, I’ll be waiting
in hues of blue for ....
you
you
you

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hosted by Punam
writing about music using song titles
from Linda Perry's albums
two were required, but I went
with four I couldn't resist

I selected the following:
Bang the Drum
Tiny Box of Lies
Secret Lover
Don't Touch Me While I am Sleeping

Meet Me Seaside

 Conceptual photography by Vincent Bourilhon

Meet me seaside on a spring day
here rushing waters light up the night
baptizing love in mystic sprays

wandering hearts can find the way
letting our wildest dreams take flight
meet me seaside on a spring day

there are words that I need to say
in the surf our poetic voices will unite
baptizing love in mystic sprays

singing songs of the delights of May
we’ll dance under blue moonlight
meet me seaside on a spring day

our truest hearts will be on display
dreams unfolding in a magical night
baptizing love in mystic sprays 

tell me your heart can find a way
following the stars shining bright
meet me seaside on a spring day
baptizing love in mystic sprays

Peace, love and mystic sprays

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Sometimes

Courtesy of Pixabay

She makes the sounds the sea makes
always riding the currents of life
waiting for the waves to break

songs of the heart in the tide-line
forming a rhythmic design

 overhead the gulls take the wind
with her breath and sacred dreams
wondering why starlight has dimmed

sometimes you win
sometimes you lose
sometimes you can't choose
sometimes you sing the blues

salty sprays fill the pools of her eyes
drifting in memories of yesterday
wondering when the sun will rise

songs of the heart in the tide-line
forming a rhythmic design

she makes the sounds the sea makes
always riding the currents of life
waiting for the waves to break

sometimes you win
sometimes you lose
sometimes you can't choose
sometimes you sing the blues
sometimes you sing the blues
sometimes you sing the blues

 

author's note: inspired by a friend.....this one is for you.... 

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