#poetry - and so we dream

ah my silly papers
they don't love me anymore
i got them filed in a box
its in the corner of the room

the morning comes to be a wait
she's standing in a dressy gown
the singer has to contemplate
the lyrics and the words perfume

i should have come to hear you sing
you could have taken off the weight
there was music in the atmosphere
we'd be children all over again

wouldn't we if we could
wouldn't we if we had the means
wouldn't we if there was a way
wouldn't we and so we dream

#poetry - "In the Year of Our Lord" #NewYearsEve

"In the Year of Our Lord"

Another year, Old Man
Another year, Young Lady.
Do I see your baldness showing,
Do I see your hair its graying.
Now I see your head with Wisdom,
Curved with thought and shining,
Now I see the youth of old bannering
And how the years are flying.

Teaspoon mirrors---now look,
they bow and bend,
Riddles rused us once, 
oh ha-ha! but now we mend,
And in this year, in this long year,
Death's Age we shall end
And moving thus, will have no fear
For from this open cage we shall send

Our Soul
   on to the infinite Joy
And there it shall go
   on to the infinite Joy
To where only Who knows,
   on to the infinite Joy,
What was once ebb, is now flow,
   and on to the infinite Joy
                     We go!!!