Occasional Songs - Internet CD Finished

2004-12-16T18:51:00.000-08:00

Occasional Songs Back Cover

2004-12-16T10:44:00.000-08:00

Like Little Fireflies

Like little fireflies,
We come and we go;
All is in a disguise,
With the air will glow.
Longing for flying high,
Where dreams are free;
Going through the sky,
Just to be and be!

All rainbows are there,
In the wings of air;
Golden threads to wear,
Nothing to compare.
Summer's morning fly,
Every place to see;
Winter comes - goodbye,
With its fortuity.

Like little fireflies,
We have life to live;
Earthly wings to rise,
In colors they give.
Morning is bright new,
Dreaming on and on;
Dawn's untouched dew,
For the glow is gone.

All rainbows are there,
In the wings of air;
Golden threads to wear,
Nothing to compare.
- With spiring wings true,
You will see the sun!
Before day is through,
In hoary coloration.

2004-12-16T10:23:00.000-08:00

Love Is Of Truth

Love is of truth,
Giving and taking;
The futures and ruth,
All in new waking.
Something from here,
And some from within;
Like a river bare,
Spinning on low spin.

Oceans of feelings,
For no eyes to look;
Turning and wheelings,
Forever on a hook.
Treasures and turnings,
Leisure times on;
Inside heart burnings,
Never the flame's gone.

Love is of thee,
With all what I long;
The summer to see,
Breezes in a song.
The birds in a heart,
The lovers doth hear;
Sweet in the depart,
For the balladeer.

2004-12-16T09:33:00.000-08:00

Be Happy and Dance

Be happy and dance,
For the songs're coming;
Make a life - take a chance,
All the future is blooming.
Let the sunshine there be,
On the sky that's quite blue;
There is much prosperity,
In things that we can do.

I've gone the lonely road,
Many years before;
Carried on with my load,
Through the times and war.
Standing I'm though still,
Trying as much as I can;
All my wishes to fulfill,
What I may in draft and plan.

Be happy and advance,
To the future of the ways;
Life is fulfillments enhance,
Never the same to amaze.
Standing here I'll be brave,
For every moment's try;
For man's self is concave,
Reaching goal with birds eye.

2004-12-16T04:22:00.000-08:00

Play My Heart

Play my heart,
To fistful of days;
All is counterpart,
To lonesome ways.
Here I go again,
With a shifting touch;
Trying lease in vain,
As it may - inasmuch.

Play my soul,
To beams of past;
Life's a casserole,
Stage and a cast.
Here I go again,
Turning by turning;
Like song's refrain,
In a while churning.

Play my life,
On this time's stage;
Cut like penknife,
Layers of the age;
Here I go again,
In the end of words;
Layed simple - plain,
The years cupboards.

2004-12-16T03:46:00.000-08:00

Stirring The Water

Stirring the water
That flows from the past,
Memories and globetrotter
Each to each is classed;
Shades that are of shapes
Fulsome and there hidden,
Sweeter fruits and grapes
Full of world quarrels ridden.

Stirring the soft light
That flows with time being,
Giving out the hindsight
Judge what you are seeing;
From the corners too strait
And circles round their own,
All that's to accommodate
What is not clearly shown.

Stirring the new hour
From earth's footsteps on,
Seeds and each flower
That processes from its awn;
Paths to hills and meadows
With swaying grass of green,
Everything that up grows
From where it's before been.

2004-12-15T19:47:00.000-08:00

Midnight Shades

Midnight shades
Are in the dreams done,
In day's bright blades
They are forever gone!
Starry dreams I know
Are like breezing breeze,
For some moments grow
Over my believe trees.

Midnight stars
And blue moon above,
Sightseeing dreams avatars
From shove to shove;
All that is in there between
Always silent for a word,
What we have never seen
Nor our ears ever heard.

Midnight roads
To the morning new,
Strange abstruse abodes
Known only to the few;
Starry dreams from sleep
Nocturnal songs of their own,
For each soul to keep
Differences to cornerstone.

2004-12-14T16:20:00.000-08:00

Stand for More

Stand for more,
Everything streams on;
Between tide's war,
And unwounded dacron.
Lies ahead unopened,
Pages of the future;
Life is too conditioned,
To be in perfect suture.

Stand for sure,
For nothing is absolute;
Some things may allure,
Be like an arrowroot.
Keep your head strait,
Pure and simply clear;
Some thoughts acclimate,
Through the astrosphere.

Stand for strength,
For time will split it all;
Any given course length,
To each of its confrontal.
What shall turn and untwine,
Likeness and unlikeness;
Will be tomorrow's shine,
Mother earth's own heiress.

2004-12-14T13:57:00.000-08:00

Reluctant Eyes

Reluctant eyes,
Everywhere you stare;
Hidden viewing skies,
Be of this aware.
Love is for the making,
All things come and go;
Life is for the taking,
For oblivious grow.

Hide your face away,
Love will conquer all;
Meet dawn's new day,
Follow it to the fall.
The beauty is within,
Every matter's waste;
Mind and heart will win,
If not done in haste.

Reluctant dry mind,
Can not set its wings;
It is set behind,
Where muse truly sings.
Sky is cloud ridden,
For the drifting picture;
Future there lies hidden,
In no given fixtures.

2004-12-14T01:36:00.000-08:00

This is You This is Me

This is you this is me,
Different opinions everywhere;
Take or leave what will be,
Hiding out in places there.
Wings to try outside in air,
What will reach another pole;
To keep inside or be aware,
Life is such a small cubbyhole.

Come and give the speed on,
Running through to destiny;
What we like we to are drawn,
Life will teach each chemistry.
Call on the phone and say hello,
Singing a tune writing a book;
Going hard or soft like mellow,
Fishing reality on a new hook.

This is you this is me,
Nothing matters more than this;
What you know and what you see,
Performances negligent remiss.
Route to take to find freshness,
Following footsteps still seen;
Depth of thoughts abstractness,
What's life's future where has it been.

2004-12-13T15:40:00.000-08:00

Just Another Christmas Song

2004-12-12T18:51:00.000-08:00

I'm Nowhere Going Now

I'm nowhere going now,
I am feeling deep inside;
Can't connect somehow,
I am just walking alongside.
Day and night going though,
My life must move on;
It's so up to me and you,
What we manage to get done.

Rise and fall to you walking,
I will never let it go;
Here the pathways of the talking,
Take a different street or row.
You can't change how people think,
There will be so many views;
Like a shade out in a blink,
Take directions to right avenues.

I am in darkness I am deep,
Trying to reach the open sea;
What is inside I will keep,
You are you and I am me.
Nothing will forever amuse,
I can only give what I possess;
Time and moments may abuse,
To the limits of every excess.

2004-12-12T06:48:00.000-08:00

Musings of My Thoughts

Musings of my thought
Living for the beating heart
Something experience taught
Or a future of no part
Living the dreams to give
And believing in every thread
The going on to carry and live
Or being inactive instead

Musings of a year gone by
Drift among the fallen leaves
What puffs up to the sky?
Blueness of its hour’s briefs
Nowhere staying for too long
Always moving to till its far
Toward ideas weak or strong
Toward the longest desert
Or the deepest ongoing mar

You and I to have it all
Every footstep here moving
Feeling creation and its call
Through the instances curving
What it is and what it was
Never to be known for sure
As the hours and minutes pass
So much assembles to allure

2004-12-12T02:21:00.000-08:00

Appreciated Love

Appreciated love
Down stairs and up stairs
Our flying clouds above
Through the days and years
Moods of coming sunshine
Rains of darker clouds
Where to draw every line
Among emptiness and crowds

Love songs on the go
Bring their dreams in sight
Like winters coldly glow
Or a butterfly in a flight
Coming around its fire
Touching the inside beat
With every of its desire
If propitious to be so neat

Raindrops in streaming fall
Destines going on
Hear you own true call
Before its calling is gone
Waves of the enduring distance
Carrying you in to its dreams
Following life circled trance
Nothing from somewhere seems

2004-12-07T19:34:00.000-08:00

I've Always Wondered

I've always wondered
What it is that goes here through
We might have done and blundered
That is not for me and you
Playful times that are here now
With the aspects to its dream
That we know and felt somehow
From the flow of going stream

I've always tried to find out
If I’ve reached to my goals
And what it was all then about
In each of its many roles
As occasion past by with luck
Of trials to build up and bring
So nothing gets in its own stuck
But follows the pearls on its string

Many times are drifting wide
Across the fields of new find
Where futures in ordinaries hide
In leaving the unfertile behind
The many times come every day
To give of its plan and making
And something’s lost on its way
Or perhaps not worth of its taking

2004-12-04T20:25:00.000-08:00

Desert of Sudan

2004-12-04T20:23:00.000-08:00

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