“Write a song for me,” you ask? Yep. That’s the plan. I am in the mood to stretch a little. Reaching for the stars only works if you first look skyward with your heart. So if you follow my blog, and then send me a request for a song, I will communicate with you and…
Invisible Girl
pastel ribbons
peach blossoms swell
moving through the jockeys
she used to love this song
(a lot of people don’t seem to get what this poem is about…if you think you get it, use the comment button and try, and I’ll be happy to let you know the truth of it)
Song lyrics:
Workin’ is playin’ and playin’ is workin’
Come on let’s turn it up a little more
I’m gonna burn this piano down
And then I’m flying right on out the door
Trigger happy drummer keeps his guns firin’
Light the candle and back away
‘Cause when the curtain is gone and lights come down
Then it’s back on the train and away
Get out of the City
(click title for more)
Haiku:
I don’t justify
The last moment of my soul
With any good deed.
