Song |
Morning opened
Like a rose,
And the snow on the roof
Rose-color took
Oh, how the street
Toward light did leap!
And the lamps went out.
Brightness fell down
From the steep clock
To the row of shops
And...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Aug 2007 02:18:00 GMT |
Singing The Pain Back In The Wound |
I crouch naked at the wound's edge
and call its name softly,
until it hovers over me and I am clothed
in its shadow. Then I throw ropes
over it, pulling it down into the wound
so that its body fits p...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Aug 2007 02:11:00 GMT |
From A Dream |
I'm on a stair going down,
I must get to the landing
where I can order food
and relax with a newspaper.
I should retrace my steps to be sure,
but the stairs above disappear into clouds.
But down is wh...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Aug 2007 02:03:00 GMT |
Dry and Parched |
Dry and parched
The ground I stand on,
I sing a prayer,
I raise my arms,
I stamp my feet,
And move in circles,
Dust rises,
And the sun burns,
But I keep dancing,
And singing,
If I am pure and innocent...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Aug 2007 01:58:00 GMT |
First Lesson |
This is a meditation:
S snake with legs,
a one-legged snake,
a snake with wings,
a one-winged snake,
a rat with sparks,
a fiery rat,
a rat that sings,
a star rat,
a horse that explodes,
an atomic hors...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Aug 2007 01:50:00 GMT |
Harlem Night Song |
Come,
Let us roam the night together,
Singing.
I Love U.
Across
The Harlem rooftops
Moon is shining.
Night sky is blue.
Stars are great drops
Of golden dew.
Down the street
A band is playing,
I Love U...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Aug 2007 01:44:00 GMT |
J-HOLIDAY I’MMA PUT U TA "BED" |
"Bed"Oo-ooh, oo-ooooh...(Ay-ay-ay, Aay, Ay-ay-ay, Aay, Ay-ay-ay, Ay)Into the bed, bed, bedInto the bed, bed, bed[Verse One:]Girl, change into that Victoria Secret thing that I likeAlright..OkayTonight...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Aug 2007 00:02:00 GMT |
"Where Lies Love" |
Dove sta amore
Where lies love,
Dove sta amore
Here lies love,
The ring dove love,
In lyrical delight
Hear loves hillsong,
Loves true will song,
Loves low plain song,
Too sweet painsong,
In passages o...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Aug 2007 23:39:00 GMT |
"For" |
"Never shall a young woman
Thrown into despair
By those great honey-colored
Ramparts at your ear,
Love u for yourself alone
And not your yellow hair."
"But I can get a hair-dye
And such color there,
B...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Aug 2007 23:31:00 GMT |
"If u hear that a thousand people love u" |
If u hear that a thousand people love u
remember...Tasha is among them.
If u hear that a hundred people love u
remember...Tasha is either in the first or very last row.
If u hear that seven people lov...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Aug 2007 23:22:00 GMT |
