Poetry: "Days Away" |
Days Away Days awayThe miles that layDistance betweenTwo hearts astrayFrom touch and taste~No time to waste~And the beatingOf heart on heart.I have something to look forward toLonging on my lips,Thirs...
Posted by The Moriartys (needs a new drummer) on Sat, 10 May 2008 12:47:00 PST |
Poetry: "Tip Top Tree" |
Tip Top Tree Cold rain nightTip-top treeBirds of a feather Chat casuallyOf this and thatWithout - withinBeer and wine, Scotch and gin.Branches ClaimedSaluted moonWith all before(And then) in tune~Plum...
Posted by The Moriartys (needs a new drummer) on Sat, 10 May 2008 12:46:00 PST |
Poetry: "At Times I Sit By Wild Daisies" |
At Times I Sit By Wild Daisies At times I sit by wild daisiesAnd recall what never was -But fabricate romantic feelings,That will stir in me becauseThe ancient colors of the sunsetOn the Oceans face t...
Posted by The Moriartys (needs a new drummer) on Sat, 10 May 2008 12:45:00 PST |
Poetry: "My Heart Was Then Enough" |
My Heart Was Then Enough She told me then she loved meAnd though the going may be tough,Her love would never falter,Because my heart was then enough.The going seemed a goldmineAnd though my wage was m...
Posted by The Moriartys (needs a new drummer) on Sat, 10 May 2008 12:44:00 PST |
Poetry: "I Dare Not View The Photos" |
I Dare Not View The Photos I dare not view the photosOf my lovers shining face,Or spend nights reminiscingLove I lost & can't replace;For it's wise to not retrace:Steps we walked both hand in hand...
Posted by The Moriartys (needs a new drummer) on Sat, 10 May 2008 12:44:00 PST |
Poetry: "If I Did Visit" |
If I Did Visit If I did visit I would linger too long... Most likely in summer though planning for fall; Searching for stones arranged for the birth, Of paperback roof tops, and mythical surf. Searchi...
Posted by The Moriartys (needs a new drummer) on Sat, 10 May 2008 12:43:00 PST |
Poetry: "Lost At Sea" |
Lost At Sea When it feels like the center- With darkness all around And a soft beam of moon light Is gliding on the Sound Of ghostly, glimmering, following seas Gently lapping ...
Posted by The Moriartys (needs a new drummer) on Sat, 10 May 2008 12:42:00 PST |
Poetry: "Jackie And Josephine" |
Jackie & Josephine Out from under the watchful eyeRoaming the ruins of Champions fledLosing myself in the Mistress,Making me moan on another mans bedAnd changing my blue into red-Thrust into sense...
Posted by The Moriartys (needs a new drummer) on Sat, 10 May 2008 12:41:00 PST |
Poetry: "Translating The Divine" |
Translating the Divine Lets dive right into itlets fall in head firstFrom the cliffs of frustrationJust the way we've rehearsedFrom the top of a steepleTen thousand feet high,Spinning down like a spir...
Posted by The Moriartys (needs a new drummer) on Sat, 10 May 2008 12:40:00 PST |
Poetry: "Brothers Got Soul" |
Brothers Got Soul All that's hep is jive with a hurried swayAnd passing by a genuine that drifts-Beat down brutal- benevolent; the giftsSo naturally flow: poetic, blaseInto an effortless pursuing way....
Posted by The Moriartys (needs a new drummer) on Sat, 10 May 2008 12:31:00 PST |
