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Post by druid627 on Jan 18, 2015 0:52:18 GMT
Forever in your Eyes
from the moment you lips touch mine until the time we say goodbye time stands still,m'darling I see forever in your eyes from the first tender touch to our impassioned cries there is eternity,m'darling I see forever in your eyes and if the world ends tomorrow and all creation dies we'll go on a-lovin' for I see forever in your eyes......
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Post by druid627 on Jan 18, 2015 0:53:57 GMT
Lori's ode # 345 '78
when all is said and done when the last of the daylight is gone when we're both old and gray my love for you goes on the nearness of your body can make my senses reel but it's not the reason I feel like I feel when I look into your eyes it makes my spirit soar when I see your love for me it makes me love you more forever is a word tossed about in most any love song but even after forever ends my love for you goes on~
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Post by druid627 on Jan 18, 2015 8:11:44 GMT
for Lori,1982
I find myself trying to find just a little piece of mind it seems to be fleetingly hard to do things that brought pleasure seems to fail to measure what I've missed,since I lost you I've tried to carry on with life with all it's joys and strife and it seems all to be for naught I try to fit in to the crowd trying to dissipate the cloud to try and end the battle being fought everything in this world is hexed and I don't want to face the next without you....
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Post by druid627 on Jan 18, 2015 8:14:36 GMT
Autumn's Curse
I think it must be the leaves and their changing hue It must be the the morning air crisp with cooling dew It gotta be the season's change that drives the feeling home It must be all of these that remind me that your gone the winter with it's cold and snow brings survival to mind the spring with it rebirth a renewal of every kind the summer with it long hazy days full of fun and ennui but the autumn drive it home that you're not with me I've tried everything I know to make this season bright the gods only know just how much I've tried to make things right I've tried to move forward and get on with my life I've tried to be out with people I've tried another wife I've tried three other states I've tried to carry on but everything has failed,m'love the one thing that rings true is that no matter what happens this season beyond all reason drives home how much I miss you....
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Post by druid627 on Jan 18, 2015 8:19:23 GMT
for J
If I could set right all the wrongs in your life it would make us not like man and wife but more like a god and his follower and that would make our union hollower than it is... I've tried to tell you what was up you chose not to hear the truth no matter what the proof that was brought.You did sup at the plate of delusion and self loathing and accused me of many deeds refused to listen to my pleas for help and to grow up...Throwing things harbored over the years things that were untrue from the start listening to them,not your heart causing us both a barrel of tears...
Now with distance between us Physical,as well as in our souls seeing the nightmare's foals cavorting in the sea of pus that was our relationship you cling to the illusion that I'll come chasing you down and our love will rebound... I hate to knock you flat but you've caused this mess by refusing to truly see just what you did to me... I can't grant this last request for clemency,and reconciliation too many wrongful accusations love given in a miserly ration I refuse to revisit this situation You have brought this upon us you've shredded our hopes and dreams by too many erroneous screams of infidelity,of lies and mistrust
this tragedy is finally over neither escape in the final reel unscathed,and I can't help but feel not like rolling in clover but the weight off my shoulder is a precious relief I'll get over my grief and pray you'll do the same not wallow in the guilt and shame you condemned me to almost from the phrase "I Do!" The hardest thing,and this is no lie is writing this final Goodbye!
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Post by druid627 on Jan 18, 2015 8:27:58 GMT
IF {to L}
If you could open your eyes,m'love you can see what has happened to me if you could open your arms,m'love you can end my misery If you could open your heart m'love I would rush in most gladly but you can't,to my chagrin and it leaves me feeling badly If you could kiss my lips m'love my love for you would flow If you were but in my arms again I'd never let you go! If you were here right now,m'love would you love the man you see? could you close the chasm in my heart end the pain,set me free? If you could be right here,m'love... but alas,that has run full bore it is locked in yesteryear and makes me miss you more
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Post by druid627 on Jan 18, 2015 8:29:27 GMT
What is Love
what is love,that whimsical thought that,with emotion,is dearly bought is it a disease,to be caught or is it a manner,to be taught
is it a feeling of ecstasy that sets one's soul free to sail upon the seven seas and that causes despair to flee
does it make one start to wonder what kind of spell am I under and though my heart is ripped asunder How I long to feel the thunder
And so I ask the question of gods above tell me, just what is this thing called love?
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Post by druid627 on Jan 18, 2015 8:42:13 GMT
to Lori,10-32/07
I think of you more,m'love the longer we're apart even after all these years the scars lie unhealed upon my heart I've tried all I could do to give myself some peace there is nothing to this point that grants me that release
this time of year drags me down in this black hole that exists deep within my cursed immortal soul I see you everywhere I still taste your kisses sweet somehow I must find the strength to make the break complete But although my mind knows the painful fact that you're gone my heart,that poor pitiful heap refuses to play along
If that be the final case the point of being of my life Please m'love,set me free I beseech thee,beloved wife help me end the strife help me heal the pain help me start to breathe let me love again
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Post by druid627 on Jan 18, 2015 8:48:21 GMT
Random Rhyme
That I must do,for love's sake hair may fade or disappear; sleek lines ravaged by life; eyes weaken over time; the physical body changes too much, and what attracts one soon be gone spirits may wither,memories fade but love,for love's sake goes ever on feeling change too greatly, emotions rise and fall strength wanes o'er the years but love for love's sake,outlasts them all so let it be for that ideal only not for any of the the reasons above for if thou must go and love me be it for the sake of love
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Post by druid627 on Jan 18, 2015 8:49:51 GMT
November
the fall's color show is damned near aground the wind picks up and dies then the wintry mix abounds the roads get slick and you question is that rain or ice it get to the point in time you think winter would be nice at least you'd know what it is summer would be better there is but one constant here the ever changing weather
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Post by druid627 on Jan 18, 2015 23:31:18 GMT
The Great Mistletoe Caper
'twas the season in '78 that I stepped outside the gate and cut a sprig,off the scrub oak tree then off to school I went wondering if they'd get bent or even notice,just cus it was me I'd done some things off the wall to prove I wasn't my brother Paul so they never knew exactly what to expect I just thought it was a joke never thinking that they'd choke sputter and become quite vexed my classmates chuckled and said "well done! and "Mick,I'll be a son of a gun" as the day went flying quickly by the morning classes,then through lunch not one complaint,then came the crunch in the 5th hour,the teachers did spy the sprig that dangled from my belt and 'twas said that they had felt that my joke was in extreme bad taste and that if I didn't want to fail my mid terms,and land in the school jail I would remove it from it's position,post haste! well being me,I did comply and they didn't notice my reply to the demanded action that forced me to bend that little sprig that made them glower spent the day's final one and half hour hanging squarely over my rear end!
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Post by druid627 on Jan 18, 2015 23:38:00 GMT
Christmas Revision,2007
of all the days of the year the one that I did await with the most hope and joy Dec.25th was the date As a child it meant toys games and fun, without school just family; it was understood that no fighting was the rule
As I grew older,and the toys dwindled replaced by clothing and by books the getting wasn't as important as the giving,and the looks of surprise,joy and love "you shouldn't have" ringing in your ears the big,warm,grateful hugs the smiles and joyous tears
Then after the derangement of of my life I've slowly from my pain's abode firstly with a strong facade of merriment, which the years did erode and though the pure joy of the season has yet to envelope me within it's fold and although totally alone I feel there's a chance,e're I'm old that the joy will find me again and I can again join in with the rest of those who look to this season as the year's very best.
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Post by druid627 on Jan 18, 2015 23:39:33 GMT
Footprints in the snow
pristine field,covered in white covered by the new fallen snow but upon closer look one spies little footprints,all in a row these prints meanders all about heading to and fro what is the guiding purpose to the footprints in the snow following these tracks to find that the puppy had to go and answer nature's call leaving footprints in the snow...
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Post by druid627 on Jan 18, 2015 23:46:30 GMT
Lull wishes
the aftermath of the day has yet to be put away the chaos subdued to a gentle roar now that all finally are abed thoughts race through my head as I head off to work once more I wonder what the day will bring and if someone is listening to my most fervent pleas that the upcoming year has in store a few less tears and a few joys more headed to me that this is now the time to put past mistakes behind to become the me I was meant to be
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Post by druid627 on Jan 18, 2015 23:51:24 GMT
Late Flu Blues 4-18/77 I I see her by her window, looking wistfully outside a-sittin' and a-knittin' her freedom has been denied She never asked for this cold which laid her spirits low and caused her to be stuck inside after the snow and cold had fled the scene now that it is officially spring she wishes to go out and enjoy natures rebirth she wants run and shout but alas it's not to be for my beloved Lori
II A-sittin and a-knittin' and looking down by the creek pausing to wipe a lone tear driftin down her cheek the clicking of her needles you can hear from down the hall and then a pause and a sigh and cry of Damn it All She sees her friends playing and wishes she was there she wants to feel the breeze and sunlight in her long black hair impatiently waiting for the call that lifts from her eyes the pall
III A-sittin' and a-knittin' and I say to you that nothing could be worse than a late season flu for a lively young maiden nor such for her beau him with the patience of Job her all itching to go the clicking of her needles the ticking of the clock her restlessness a wearing like the tide upon a rock and I sit unperturbed praying to be disturbed
IIII A-sittin' and a-knittin' naught else to be said tis been 3 long weeks since she gave up the bed the doctor's being cautious doesn't want her to relapse but to remind her,raises ire "Poppycock" she snaps then a quick apology I signal that were cool my mom raised a brood of kids none of them a fool she is bouncing off the walls waiting for that blasted call
V A-sittin' and a-knittin' naught much else to do I read the same page again both our moods are blue she begs me to go on and that she'll catch up I know her much to well to listen to that guff... the phone sounds like a canon shot every thing does stop and when her aunt steps in the room her knittin she does drop "Mick,She CAN go outside,but don't range too far nor stay out too long..."that made her spirits soar
Epilogue the knittin' is a-sittin' in the basket by the chair the sunbeams are dancing upon her long black hair Her blue eyes doth sparkle her bright smile doth gleam her spirit out runs the wind and in my mind it doth seem that the docs were right but 2 weeks too late methinks that they should be made to suffer the same fate but for now,all is as should be in the tales of Lori and Mickey
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