Illegitimate son of a rock and roll star.
Mom met dad in the back of a rock and roll car.
~Jim Morrison~
Mom met dad in the back of a rock and roll car.
~Jim Morrison~
Father/Time
Five
Father, I have exacted restitution
payday and a fistful of rainbow
She promised to wait for me
I found her on the dappled ground
the shifting shade of a willow
Years flow by swiftly
in the bubbling creek of life
There was a child in the park
chasing a puppy
who was chasing a child in the park
I met her at a Sunday picnic
Five
Father, I have exacted restitution
payday and a fistful of rainbow
She promised to wait for me
I found her on the dappled ground
the shifting shade of a willow
Years flow by swiftly
in the bubbling creek of life
There was a child in the park
chasing a puppy
who was chasing a child in the park
I met her at a Sunday picnic
Love never dies a natural death.
It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source.
It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals.
It dies of illness and wounds.
It dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
~Anais Nin~
It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source.
It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals.
It dies of illness and wounds.
It dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
~Anais Nin~
How wrong it is for a woman to expect
the man to build the world she wants
rather than to create it herself.
~Anais Nin~
the man to build the world she wants
rather than to create it herself.
~Anais Nin~
Father/Time
Six
Caught listening to sky speak, trees
gently nodding their heads
perfect moment, nature in agreement
It is a relaxing view, the parade
in its high-step exclamation of life
I am not startled by her face
more by my unintended cry of anguish
as it passes me by, lost in the crowd
Was it she or another dear girl
No one smiles like the fat man
and the wheels go round and round
Six
Caught listening to sky speak, trees
gently nodding their heads
perfect moment, nature in agreement
It is a relaxing view, the parade
in its high-step exclamation of life
I am not startled by her face
more by my unintended cry of anguish
as it passes me by, lost in the crowd
Was it she or another dear girl
No one smiles like the fat man
and the wheels go round and round
Father/Time
Seven
Father, the scent of pine attends us
We are tree children in the afternoon
studying the effects of genius
its relationship to madness
Snowflakes bury winter cars
and noontime shivers
The storm earns a name for itself
is listed as a natural disaster
One would hope there is little natural
concerning the event of disaster
I left so she wouldn’t leave me
Seven
Father, the scent of pine attends us
We are tree children in the afternoon
studying the effects of genius
its relationship to madness
Snowflakes bury winter cars
and noontime shivers
The storm earns a name for itself
is listed as a natural disaster
One would hope there is little natural
concerning the event of disaster
I left so she wouldn’t leave me
If you are not a bird,
beware of coming to rest above an abyss.
~Friedrich Nietzsche~
beware of coming to rest above an abyss.
~Friedrich Nietzsche~
Father/Time
Eight
Cars stacked up in the driveway
glasses and bottles littered the front yard
a smiling man passed out in the bushes
Reading the bible, her lips moved
She was round, plump on the bottom
taking notes, learning to chant
Those in attendance were noted
a good time had by all
One eye open, he watches
the hummingbird, nectar divine
on its breath, tiny traveler
Eight
Cars stacked up in the driveway
glasses and bottles littered the front yard
a smiling man passed out in the bushes
Reading the bible, her lips moved
She was round, plump on the bottom
taking notes, learning to chant
Those in attendance were noted
a good time had by all
One eye open, he watches
the hummingbird, nectar divine
on its breath, tiny traveler
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