Song

There’s a song you know

(Or used to)

Filtering though two car windows and

The cold night air.

It’s from another time

When you were very young

But beginning to guess

You wouldn’t always be.

This song makes you

Think of early school buses

Strangely cold child’s faces

And eating lunch by yourself

For the first time

In your life.

It should make you feel sad

And maybe it does

But in a way that brings

A funny sort of affection

For those days of

Wild, lonely adolescence.

It’s funny the sorts of tricks

Time can play

Funny what the faint chords

Of another decade’s anthem

Can make you remember

(Or forget).

Waiting

Waiting

On the edge of a

Forest

For him to come

I wonder

How many others

Came before me

Waited

I know I shouldn’t

But I am only

Alone

At the edge of a forest

And my heart

Is weak (and cold)

And I will take

Anything

Even wondering

To forget

Myself. 

Decide

Today we decided

No more of this silly stuff

Called working

We are more than this

We will escape from its

Shackles

And claim the world

Which has too long been

Abandoned

To those who work

And do not live

Now it will be ours

And we will not have to wait

In line for our groceries

For another, better day

Where governments will realize

That war is rather pointless

After all.

Tree-Songs

The trees swayed, drunk with sun and wind.

I was too.

Drunk with your smile,

the sweetness of your eyes on mine.

I too swayed,

swayed with you in rippling grass

that brushed my calves.

It tickled.

You tickled

me with your words,

your hands on mine.

Our feet stepping softly,

our ears full of wind,

singing tree-songs

to the whispering leaves.

Collection of Small, Random Things (that were never going to be posted otherwise)

There's something a little sad
in the forest of my heart
like the first scent of fall and leaves
scattered to the wind.

~*~

My thoughts slip away
from me, though I reach for them
with desperate fingers.

~*~

Call my name
that I might hear it
from those lips I love
that love me back
in dreams.

~*~

God I want to get out of here
run out screaming
like some prematurely released psychotic
tasting freedom
from a life run by rules.

~*~

Smell of pine and grass
and sun warmed rock, dry and tender
in the heavy air.

get fancy

you want me fancy

so let me get

fancy

let me put on a silky

slinky dress

earrings too long

for my neck

so that they brush

irritatingly

against my collarbone

for you

let me slip on

stockings

the ones you think are

so sexy

the ones that ride up my crotch

you want me fancy

so let me put on

sharp-heeled shoes

they don’t squeeze my feet

my toes are feeling fine

let me get fancy

for you

but tomorrow

don’t be surprised

if i make you get fancy

for me

I can say everything I want to in Beatlespeak

Choose a band / artist and answer ONLY in titles of their songs:
THE BEATLES
2. Are you male or female:
ANOTHER GIRL
3. Describe yourself:
I'M SO TIRED
4. How do some people feel about you:
I'M A LOSER
5. How do you feel about yourself:
GETTING BETTER
6. How do you feel about ex boyfriends/girlfriends:
THE LONG AND WINDING ROAD xD
7. Describe your boyfriend/girlfriend/crush:
I'VE JUST SEEN A FACE
8. Describe where you want to be:
FLYING
9. Describe how you live:
ACT NATURALLY
10. Describe how you love:
GOT TO GET YOU INTO MY LIFE
11. What would you ask for if you had just one wish:
MONEY (THAT'S WHAT I WANT) no seriously
12. Share a few words of Wisdom:
ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE (except for... money...)
13. Now say goodbye:
HELLO GOODBYE