I've finished life's chores assigned to me,
So put me on a boat headed out to sea.
Please send along my fishing pole
For I've been invited to the fishin' hole.
Where every day is a day to fish,
To fill your heart with every wish.
Don't worry, or feel sad for me,
I'm fishin' with the Master of the sea.
......
There was movement at the station, for the word had passed around
That the colt from old Regret had got away,
And had joined the wild bush horses - he was worth a thousand pound,
So all the cracks had gathered to the fray.
All the tried and noted riders from the stations near and far
Had mustered at the homestead overnight,
For the bushmen love hard riding where the wild bush horses are,
And the stock-horse snuffs the battle with delight.
There was Harrison, who made his pile when Pardon won the cup,
......
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
......
Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said,
Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead.
The dog-star rages! nay 'tis past a doubt,
All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out:
Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand,
They rave, recite, and madden round the land.
What walls can guard me, or what shades can hide?
They pierce my thickets, through my grot they glide;
By land, by water, they renew the charge;
......
I
Living is no laughing matter:
you must live with great seriousness
like a squirrel, for example--
I mean without looking for something beyond and above living,
I mean living must be your whole occupation.
Living is no laughing matter:
you must take it seriously,
so much so and to such a degree
......
My eyes flutter as i look at pitch black
'cause nobody other than you is worth my gaze
Boot black to hope for my place
As you walk away and the feeling lingers
Compare you to my singers
But you're really just distant
Not even watching from the distance
In my next life
perhaps I would be wanted, needed, desired.
In my next life
I want to dance with them under the streetlight.
In my next life
I want to be kissed in the rain.
In my next life
I want to share my laughs and giggles.
In my next life
I want to be their sanctuary.
......
'Are you okay? '
Am I ok?
I wonder I really do
vines around my throat
dagger In my chest
exhausted to the point
can sleep, can't rest
the indescribable feelings
......
We walked together, side by side,
through years that flickered, then passed us by.
Laughter lingered, voices bright,
until silence claimed the stars at night.
Now echoes press against the air,
soft reminders that you were there.
Time untangles, then lets you go,
yet in my heart, you still echo.
Drops of Dew
when the darkness fades
the rays of hope
gently kiss my skin,
I open my eys to notice
the glistening rose
in my reach within.
the drops of dew
that she refuses to let go,
......