You held on when I let go
" not because I been so faithful,
not because I been so good
you always been there for me...to provide my every need
you were there when I was lonely,
you were there in all my pain
guiding my footsteps..being a shelter from the rain
and it was you who made my life complete
you are to me my everything..
and that is why I sing...
Love, I love you
because you cared for me
......
I couldn't imagine
if you weren't there
You made me love
love
love
being emotionally submissive
sentimentally permissive
unlocked
un-muted
unshackled
in caring
marrying...any idea
I wanted to work
because you were working on it
with me
You were right
I give in too easily
I think each time...this is it
I love being caught up
in rare observations of daydreams unfolding
before optimistic eyes
and hardened hearts un-decide,
begging for another start
eve before the next un-hazy sunrise
Only love could have told me
about daydreams and fluffy unfinished clouds,
secret trails of pixel bunnies,
scratchy shadows against streetlights,
the real stories behind 'beefing' butterflies,
sand figure doodles of long lost lovers
sharing afternoon meals,
making random deals
and how it all appealed to me
Ask my heart how sweet it really is
roaming haplessly through photo shop rejects
of roses turned from tiel green
to old oak tree yellow
I'm just old fashioned I guess
I believe when you fall into it
you never get up
Something deep inside the warped sounds of late night jazz
is a voice not to be denied
saying don't you dare give up,
don't turn nothing loose
If you just fade away
you will never get to see
what life and love really has to say
Just keep on letting your rock-like heartbeat be synthesizer
to music in the air that makes the true colors of good love, good love
bleed like the waters of life crashing down on passion's sea
Let long suffering be the avenger
of bliss's mistaken identity
and forgiveness be the blade of emulation
that cuts the doldrums away
and makes Joy...of that inexpressible joy
make anybody believe
that love still has many, many wonders un-foreseen
Memories are what breathing is made of
collecting them
protecting them
but never ever neglecting them
cause if you do
you can never be the Hero
rivaled in imaginations' forest of nightmares
being a keeper
and a reaper
.....and winning
just because you dared
When love is all you need
it is the only blind prelusion you need
to succeed
jakuper(7/13/12)
" not because I been so faithful,
not because I been so good
you always been there for me...to provide my every need
you were there when I was lonely,
you were there in all my pain
guiding my footsteps..being a shelter from the rain
and it was you who made my life complete
you are to me my everything..
and that is why I sing...
Love, I love you
because you cared for me
......
I couldn't imagine
if you weren't there
You made me love
love
love
being emotionally submissive
sentimentally permissive
unlocked
un-muted
unshackled
in caring
marrying...any idea
I wanted to work
because you were working on it
with me
You were right
I give in too easily
I think each time...this is it
I love being caught up
in rare observations of daydreams unfolding
before optimistic eyes
and hardened hearts un-decide,
begging for another start
eve before the next un-hazy sunrise
Only love could have told me
about daydreams and fluffy unfinished clouds,
secret trails of pixel bunnies,
scratchy shadows against streetlights,
the real stories behind 'beefing' butterflies,
sand figure doodles of long lost lovers
sharing afternoon meals,
making random deals
and how it all appealed to me
Ask my heart how sweet it really is
roaming haplessly through photo shop rejects
of roses turned from tiel green
to old oak tree yellow
I'm just old fashioned I guess
I believe when you fall into it
you never get up
Something deep inside the warped sounds of late night jazz
is a voice not to be denied
saying don't you dare give up,
don't turn nothing loose
If you just fade away
you will never get to see
what life and love really has to say
Just keep on letting your rock-like heartbeat be synthesizer
to music in the air that makes the true colors of good love, good love
bleed like the waters of life crashing down on passion's sea
Let long suffering be the avenger
of bliss's mistaken identity
and forgiveness be the blade of emulation
that cuts the doldrums away
and makes Joy...of that inexpressible joy
make anybody believe
that love still has many, many wonders un-foreseen
Memories are what breathing is made of
collecting them
protecting them
but never ever neglecting them
cause if you do
you can never be the Hero
rivaled in imaginations' forest of nightmares
being a keeper
and a reaper
.....and winning
just because you dared
When love is all you need
it is the only blind prelusion you need
to succeed
jakuper(7/13/12)
....Let long suffering be the avenger
ReplyDeleteof bliss's mistaken identity
and forgiveness be the blade of emulation
that cuts the doldrums away
and makes Joy...of that inexpressible joy
aw gee I like that. I'm just writing absolute rubbish at the moment. Dont know whether it's the tail end of flu, or some other juju, or the wine... well, I said to myself..just write any old thing and maaybe it'll clear out the ole peanut! Here's hoping! lol :)
Agent 99, to me this is the same stuff I been writing all the time, just I find different angles and the feelings lessen or deepen depending on the experience, but I am one who just love love loves the way Poetry makes your life come alive, and how changing one word releases a whole new scent on feelings...
ReplyDeletethank you for enjoying this as much as I do...and I am sure your words will satisfy as long as they are true and represent you...every time! :)
... love is a risk isnt it?
ReplyDeleteYour writing is always so powerful Joyce.
ReplyDeleteMemories are what breathing is made of
collecting them
protecting them
but never ever neglecting them
These are wonderful words. l am wondering if u write from personal experience.
loved this writing. i can so identify with this intimacy and this type of loving. tfs!
ReplyDelete.*collecting..protecting..never neglecting*
ReplyDeleteCaring..means Loving...from any angle
this is emotional..lovely words
*cut the Doldrums away ...and make room ...for Joy.."!
lovely
Always Chelley but so worth it...
ReplyDeletethanks for the read, and good too see you....:)
Deb, most of the time I do...incorporating feelings past and present into pictorials that give me voice when I have no choice but to purge it or let it ruin me. I've come to love writing as much as I love living...
ReplyDeleteThanks for the read, and feeling the words behind the picture.....:)
hello stranger...nice to see you around and that you're still in love....
ReplyDeletethanks for the read, and keep your head lifted....:)
Thank you Caroline...i don't have to reach deep lately as my feelings demand my attention, and I am so glad to oblige....:)
ReplyDeleteA write that truly brought forth some emotions.... and yup late Night jazz definately speaks in tones that can not be dismissed easily
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