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Spring is here!  Bulbs are sprouting, greenery is appearing, birds are returning to the feeders and the delicate scent of hyacinths are in the air.  That can only mean that summer is just around the corner. Clean off the grill, dust off the propane tank and get ready for a BBQ!  As important as the main course, the side dishes always make your mouth water. …

Can I please keep my head in the sand, 

and not be informed of every injustice in every land?

It breaks my heart, it makes me cry.

I feel hopeless to help, and think "Why even try?"

Uncountless wars, plain hating each other,

whatever happened to "Love your brother"?

And sisters, too, lest we forget.

Who the hell's gonna throw us a net?

They're taking away our human rights,

and we're all on the net, too…

When love takes flight

Where are you?

Are you watching it fly away?

Sighing that regretful sigh

Because you let it get away

Did you hold on too tightly?

Were you trying to keep it in a mason jar?

Thinking if you hold on for dear life

That it'd never leave

Feeling smothered, it ran for dear life

Did you push it away?

Did you build up a wall to keep it out?

Perhaps the past got the best of…

The rhythmic pounding of my feet on the rain-soaked pavement calms me as I push myself onward. I focus all of my energy on getting to the end of the long, dark, empty road. The lone streetlamp on this stretch flickered off during my run two nights ago and has yet to be repaired. I like it like this. It's just me, my lungs, my legs, and the pavement. The rain gets heavier as I get faster. My lungs burn as water pours down my face. Am I crying? It's hard to tell. It feels good to get it out. I…

A lump has formed inside my chest. It is heavy, a true burden. I don't know when it became. It just is. It is rude and interrupting, like a telemarketer calling during Christmas supper. It burns inside of me; yearning for attention, wanting to affect my every thought, my every move. It claws at my heart, my lungs, my ribs; its only purpose to cause harm and distraction. It scars my organs and tears at my throat with a passion so thorough it is terrifying. I begin to feel nauseous, as though…

There are those who say the fault belongs to mining.  Take out so much of the earth's core and it will surely collapse.

There are those who say the fault belongs to Christians who asked God to "open the eyes of the Atheists."

There are those who say the fault belongs to HAARP...  I had to look that one up because I couldn't figure out how old retired people could bring about an earthquake!!

There are those who say the fault belongs Jessica Simpson.  I didn't research…

so the future arives

in full bloom 

and wanting 

all i said before 

was candy 

and I glossed my 

eyes over

over and again 

'til something rang my bell 

alone on the hill 

I heard the rhythm 

blanking me away 

and soon did something else come 

into the empty places 

filling spaces left vacated

by the endless stream of lonelinesses 

dancing in my…

so the future arives

in full bloom 

and wanting 

all i said before 

was candy 

and I glossed my 

over my eyes 

over and again 

'til something rang my bell 

alone upon a hill 

I heard the rhythm 

blanking me away 

and soon did something else come 

into the empty places 

filling spaces left vacated

by the endless stream of lonelinesses 

dancing in my…

This is the one I want to enter for contest

You’re in Love

Words and Music Sherry Somach

Well, hello

Been such a long time

How are you?

Who’s your friend?

Pretty and special, I’m sure

Is she someone new?



Old memories

Heart skips a beat

Hope starts to rise….

‘Till I look into your eyes



Chorus

You’re in love, I know

When you look at her, you glow

I’m in pain, can’t you see?

Cause that’s…

In those final, strange days, rhyme and reason became irrelevant. Plastic bags rose on balmy breezes, like birds of a feather, flocking together. The mottled sun sank into an oily sea, and indeed few dared openly doubt God was in his Heaven and all was right with the world.

Thought, once relegated to the highest common denominator of human endeavour, was reduced to mere flashes of semi-consciousness, expressed in grunts and bulbous gestures by humanoid creatures barely more…

Eloise and Evelyn got to the top of the escalator, eggplant firmly in hand. As they got off, they couldn't help but notice that a priest, a rabbi and Batman were getting on the descending escalator. The de-escalator, as it were.

"What is this... a joke?" Evelyn groaned.

"We're going to a bar!" Batman boasted.

"Why don't you join us?" rasped the rabbi.

"Please!" panted the priest. "Bring your eggplant!"

"What the…

I just entered this for contest. Wrote it a few weeks ago.

Enjoy

Mad Gypsy Woman

1) You stole my heart

And ran off like a petty thief

You tossed it carelessly

Like it was a piece of tainted beef



2) You burned my eyes

When you stared into them with desire

Still I can see your swarthy face

Through the images of searing fire

Chorus

If I could find you I would wrap my arms around you

Then choke you half to death…

This is a catchy littly ditty that one of my online singer/songwriters put to music. I Uploaded the music.

Here are lyrics

Waiting for Spring

1) I

I am

I am waiting

I am waiting for the beauty of Spring



2) I

I am

I am listening

I am listening for the robins to sing



Chorus

Wanna shed my coat

Wanna walk in the dark

Wanna hear the sounds of the ice cream man

Wanna thaw my heart

Wanna see…

Coffee with Qadaffi



(M elodramatic and world weary )

My life is so boring; there is nothing left undone

Everything is la de da and just so damn hum drum

Though I’ve been to gay Paree and seen the wonders of the world

Sometimes I want to take off on the run….or get a gun



Bridge

Because my life is stinkin’

I have done some thinkin’

Gonna hop an airplane; here’s what I’m gonna do:



(This part, time to swing it!)

1) I’ll…

Made of twigs, perched high in the sky 

atop a smoke stack, not hidden from thine eye.

The twigs they poke, let in the smoke,

it hurts and I feel blind.

Safety is fleeting in the nest,

it's positioning is quite volatile.

I'm going, you're coming, I'm coming, you're going,

yet we watch over it all the while.

I know it will not last forever,

the wind will eventually blow it down.

But not until all that we…