YES YES YES IT HAS BEEN AWHILE. THOUGHT I WOULD REPOST THIS ONE FROM EARLY LAST SUMMER FOR A LITTLE FEEL OF THE HOLDAY WEEKEND. PLEASE BE SAFE OUT THERE EVERYONE BUT ENJOY THE FREEDOMS THAT SO MANY HAVE DIED FOR IN ORDER FOR YOU TO PARTAKE IN THESE ACTIVITIES! NEW WORK COMING SOON AND HOPEFULLY ONCE THIS SHOULDER FINALLY HEALS UP I CAN BEGIN TO REALLY DIVE BACK IN FULL-TIME READING/WRITING AND BEING ME!!!
HAPPY 4TH
OGRE
It was high upon a mountaintop Standing proudly straddling the continental divide Mother sun was straight above me at high noon My shadow flowed gracefully down both sides
In this place time appeared imaginary Feeling the presence of the guardians of mankind Embracing this beautiful haven without walls Freeing all questions without answers from my mind
Sitting down squarely upon the middle Where water flows forever east or west Taking in a few moments of silence Counting the reasons for which I am blessed
Upon this mountaintop I was not alone There were many here to enjoy this view of life from above Some appeared to make personal amends with their maker Others were honeymooners aglow in the flavor of true love
Swept up in this Shangri-la with boundless room to breathe Where no busy signals eroded the patience of man No cell phone service, nor answering machines Sans any biohazard signs for the eyes to scan
Engrossed in the beauty as I rubbed calloused hands A voice from deep inside my soul would not be denied Standing unembarrassed I recited the Pledge of Allegiance Shouting out the words "Under God" with unblemished pride
It was then that an elderly couple Came to stand squarely by my side They began to sing a song written in 1913 In my heart Katherine Lee Bates' lyrics will always reside
With our arms holding each other firmly in place Singing so loud they heard us in the valleys of solitude below Words written to put a shape to something forgotten or invisible America the Beautiful we shouted from this heavenly plateau
The onset of summer sent me to this personal reflection It does so each every year when we hit the month of June Reminiscing about that place so far away from nowhere Pledging and singing, not caring if our voices were in tune
Speaking to me as if he were the sound of America The elderly gentleman stated, "Young man, let me give you some advice" "When you stand up here God hears all prayers without words It is in this very spot I learned my faith and to compromise"
"Preach to everyone you meet she truly is beautiful These words come from an eternal sinner forgiven twice Politics are never any means to any proper ends But fighting for freedom is always worth the price"
"Up here you will never hear poisoned words Do not let the beauty of this country go to waste Like myself place yourself in symbolic immortality Share this song of freedom with all enemies you face"
The old man left me with a few more words Before the three of us sang the song once again He stated, "Life, my son, is all about the ride Also ending each blessed day with a hearty amen"
Upon this day my inner light turned on Thanks to a gentleman who never gave me his name I will always remember him as the voice of America Who cherished hard fought freedoms within God's domain
Heading towards the eastern horizon Leaves me enlightened as I drive towards you Our time and history has taught me love is at its strongest If we gladly bid all of our fears a fond adieu
Frozen in place from your first hello A sweet country voice flowing from an exploding smile You're a vision now firmly embedded in my every dream Filling me up with a love and friendship That makes each and every day worthwhile
When things get cloudy When I am reaching out When life makes me often ask why You find a way You build me back up You give out hugs and laughter in abundant supply
Because of you I can still believe in love You make the difference in my every day If I imagine myself in a world without you Suddenly the sunniest of skies turn cloudy and gray
You see all of the beauty within simplicity You bring with you a rainbow colored soul When we kiss thunder and lightning strike I get covered in goosebumps and loose my control
When days begin to start with sharp edges I must get into my car and just drive Knowing that when I reach my final destination I will be firmly within your arms The one place where happiness thrives
So today I am feeling a little down But you have taught me an instant cure Behind the wheel I point myself in your direction Holding the phone to my ear Hearing your loving voice angelic and pure
As life's now rising road draws me nearer to you Tears flow freely from so many sweet memories As I sing loudly out the window of my car The Rascal Flatts boys croon directly to my heart "All that I want is to beeeeeeee, where you are"
Tiny echoes of the chorus linger after the song Filled with promises of a future absent of fears A circle of one formed from two hearts and souls The best is yet to come for us, that's a solemn vow my dear
With the new year fast approaching upon us I thought I would share my last write from LAST year once again. I think you will enjoy the message within this one as you move towards the 1st of January!!!
Greg
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Perusing the memoirs of a sinner On a beach with seagulls soaring by A constructed fantasy from inflicted pain The trench warfare of social status gone awry
A bitter, salty scented wind whistles Over unread pages, swaying surrounding palms Subliminal magnitude in mint condition As I ponder the New Year with aplomb
This tale starts of a childhood remembered A straw house with untended massive cracks A turntable constantly playing broken hearted ballads Only luke-warm water ever flowed from the taps
Never learning to dream of catching a star Learning love's greatest fears in shame Not seeing the beautiful future in noise Only wishing for money to change the name
The biography tells the saddened story Of how the festival of destruction begins All value in the thickness of currency To purchase our culture over the counter in tins
Remembrances of New Years day mornings As adults attempt to hide the red thread of their eyes Living their morbid role as audience pleasers Attempting to remember the name of last nights bed prize
Not knowing if it had deeper meaning The oceans wind picked up the pace Turning this books pages to an earmarked spot To a forming of words from a once bitter soul My heart shall now always embrace
"Always know to tell the difference Between the violet and the rose Do not care if it is going to rain Squish the mud between your toes If you cannot put your finger on it Shuffle your feet to bring it near Tomorrow may not ever come Do not put value in today's fear
If you give yourself a resolution Let it be one to teach you how to dream Give yourself a chance to spin around the sun Not find restitution for New Year's schemes If love offers you a giant hug Do not let your arms get in the way Take in the moment to feel the warmth It is better than any fiscal rotting decay"
I arose, moving along to the water's edge Absorbing the depth of what my mind had consumed Not all souls who live the graveyard shift Live out the roles of their costumes
So now I shall always remember To smell the rose, kick my heels to the final dance I shall walk naked through a garden Make the ether scream in happiness
When I am blessed to find romance Relishing in the moment is a must Allowing all to see the truth within these eyes Swimming in the colors of their trust
If you cannot complete your resolution There is absolutely no need to cry Just pick yourself up off of the ground Giving your life another annual try
Wanted to take a moment to thank everyone for their thoughts, well wishes, emails of concern and comments over the last couple of weeks. I have been overwhelmed with my sons injury and surgery and getting him going again. The good news is he is healing properly and now able to get around on his own the last few days. My father is also home from hosp and doing okay. The book is at the publisher as we haggle over pics, fonts and all kinds of fun things. Thank you to all of you that have thought of me and mine during this busy, trying time.
This is an older one i have tweeked just a tad. Hope you enjoy and I hope by mid next week I will be back to playing with the blogs and reading your fine words!!!
Greg
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Welcome to my fog You were always the threshold to a dream Then I heard the effervescence of your voice Encountering your scintillating eyes full beam
Finding contrary sanctuary Without you anywhere near I have grown accustomed to your face Your radiant smile full of cheer
Best of intentions faltering A grumbling rises within Your eyes are nowhere near me The only sound, A scratchy recording of violin
When you are near Your comfort fills the rooms These empty chambers of my heart Where is the comfort The smooth interlude Whenever we are apart
I wash my hands clean With this puddle of my own tears Wishing crazily that you were here Long for your lips of satin To meet with mine, to eternally adhere
Another teardrop forming Looking for a place to land One too many evenings Now end without holding your hand
Remembering our first conversation Looking to the sky I prayed Thanking him for sending me an angel Give me love in full cascade
You are the one I am waiting for When you return, you shall see Every morning when I awake I realize, your love from afar brings me to my knees
TheOgrePoet
Currently
listening
:
Tupelo Honey
By
Van Morrison
Release date: 03 June, 1997
You move me Like a gale force wind Moving golden granules of sand Carrying back all of my passions and dreams That once rode off upon a storm that was unplanned
You move me Like the master painter's brush Loving a canvassed sky with midnight blue Delicately placing stars that glow just like your eyes Your tender strokes bring out my shiniest of hues
You move me Just like a concert pianist Passionately swaying as the ivory is caressed Your love echoes within my heart like a symphony hall Every word whispered softly into my ear A brilliant song played for my personal request
You move me Like the words of a brilliant poet Pieced together to form a perfect rhyme Getting lost within too many thought out meanings When the ink simply states that you are mine
You move me In manners only lovers can understand You move me right down to my very core Yet, the simplest way to move this mountainous heart Is to tell me softly
Sorry I have not been on the blogs for a few days, it will be a couple of weeks before i get back to reading them as diligently as I should. I am on a deadline right now to get my layout done and once finished will be reading again happily!!
Okay so I have been in a C/W state of mind for a week or so and this is what happens...once again you can twang it up with me...lol
Have a great one,
Greg
Fighting that wicked memory Of my very worst nightmare Standing alone in the black of midnight You were unaware and did not care
Shadows of joyous memories The synchronicity of the perfect chemistry set Now is the time to get back to the emotion Revive the electricity of that moment we first met
Ain't going to let these tears cry dry Can't let these fears cause destiny to go awry Restraint will never again enter into this mind Paint me back into your life please Use any brush that you may find
This yearning inside beyond wild and untamed I am constantly changing, but my burning for you remains Hear my words, feel the warmth of my hands Release this mans heart from his nightmare's bane
Ain't going to let another day pass by Can't stop my love from gushing in endless supply Acquaint yourself to my fiery kisses once again Repaint me onto your canvas called life, it is worth the chance Your love is the artist that makes this man's soul dance
Ain't going to let this love fade away Can't stop thinking of your skins sweet bouquet Acquaint yourself to my loving embraces once more Ain't going to let your brush run dry Can't control my love it has an endless supply Paint me back please so these tears won't cry dry
Happy Halloween, Well today I wrote what i think may be a c/w song, just drop all the g's after the n's and we may have a twang here folks. The video with this came after I got done writing and this song came on the radio. Obviously the human that made the video is highly confused as to who sings this song because it IS NOT Huey Lewis. CRANK UP THE SPEAKERS THOUGH AND MOVE TO THE GROOVE LOL. Let me know what you think if you dont mind. I was not going to post this for reasons I shall keep to myself, but then I decided what the heck. Hope everyone has a safe and marvelously ghoulish night tonight.
There have been times in my life That making money was so easy Feeling like I was almost stealing it from the man Now my deepest yearnings, the strongest of my desires Require not one copper cent to spend It is time our story of love began
Who really eats caviar, it's just expensive slimy stuff Which causes the pompous crowd to grin with glee Throw together some Hamburger Helper Pour us a big ole glass of sweetened tea You will not find a soul happier than me
The fact of the matter It is really quite simple Nothing that costs money can stick to us like glue So in all reality, I don't need much of anything As long as my everything always includes you
No Rolls Royce in my driveway Nor a Corvette sitting idle in the street That is just flash and unnecessary flair Just give me a truck, with four wheels that runs So I can be by your side each and every night Putting my arms around while at your beauty I stare
It is not important That I live in the grandest of houses I need not plush carpets, nor faucets covered with fancy chrome All I need is a non-leaking roof over my head And the warmth of your hugs to call it a home
Possessions and money Never comfort the heart They are only sugar coatings one can accrue Take them away, I can survive without anything As long as my everything always includes you
Those IRA's and savings accounts Draw less interest than a love that is true I honestly know now, I do not need any of these things As long as my everything always includes you As long as my everything always includes you
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