Feb’s Smile

Filed at 11:17 pm under Memories Of A Present Life... 1978 to 1985 by m3studio

So many times out of nowhere
Like the mysterious shooting star

FLASH

There she is
Screaming and crying
Breaking eardrums
Or smiling and singing
In her own little world
Although the latest report
Has informed so much
Step after step
With words on the lips
Which shall bring joy
To the repaired ears

Back To You

Filed at 11:13 pm under Memories Of A Present Life... 1978 to 1985 by m3studio

I look back to you
And see your smile
Such as a child
On Christmas morning
Radiating joy
To all who turn your way

I look back to you
And I journey into
Your deep brown eyes
In wonder of how
Within them
I do appear

I look back to you
And find that
You light a lamp
To my dark
Cave of a spirit
And am able to warm

I look back to you
When the day escapes
Into the peace of night
And yes my beauty
You have even
Entered me during Z-time

Apart

Filed at 11:06 pm under Memories Of A Present Life... 1978 to 1985 by m3studio

A once in awhile photo
Each ever changing
Never a repeat
Simply a piece of paper
With chemicals mixed
Transforming to image
Of the one I long to hold
Though she’s many miles away
And different from the memories
As my head and heart
Journey back to the last
Dear time together we shared
I must laugh to myself
For she doesn’t even know
Who I am
Nor my love

Third Wheel Thoughts

Filed at 11:01 pm under Memories Of A Present Life... 1978 to 1985 by m3studio

Many years have passed us together
And I call him friends for even more
Now he has her in his life
Together they share love
To look her way, and see her beauty
Or to just hear her sweet voice
Makes my mind turn to wishing
That I may be him
The one close to her
With arms around her

My Turn

Filed at 10:57 pm under Memories Of A Present Life... 1978 to 1985 by m3studio

I’ve seen the movies
Read the paperbacks
Even sung the songs
Of men with the beauty
Here I am educated
With a beauty queen so near
And cupid just in the corner
As I’m getting out my film
And setting the type
While finding a soothing melody

Plan Of Attack

Filed at 10:54 pm under Memories Of A Present Life... 1978 to 1985 by m3studio

I’ve got to open my backdoor
And bravely enter the shadows
Which are cast simply by trees
Once in the backyard my fear dies
And is buried for eternity
Then I dream of the time
When I become a front door man
Who can freely walk out forward
And smile at the sun

As The Smoke Raised

Filed at 10:47 pm under Memories Of A Present Life... 1978 to 1985 by m3studio

Trying to keep it all together
As you go through each day’s toils
Friends and foes are unknown
For you are being attacked
From all sides
You poor confused one
Searching as hard as you can
Yet any direction is twisted
While you try to find
The solution
So listen to me
I may not have the key
But my ears are yours
As I look at you
With a friend’s love

A Blue Christmas

Filed at 10:32 pm under Memories Of A Present Life... 1978 to 1985 by m3studio

Jesus was born on Christmas
Now it is just old X-mass
Don’t buy that, pick up this
From evergreen to plastic
Such are many feelings
The reality of it all is lost
To be replaced today’s idea
The loneliness of getting
With the toll of giving
In my ears the carols lose meaning
Only nice sounding words remain
It’s easy to be a Scrooge now a days
For where is the white Christmas dreaming

Blind Date

Filed at 10:31 pm under Memories Of A Present Life... 1978 to 1985 by m3studio

Do I have someone for you
Please no, not again, not me
Yes again, and yes me
Another blind date
Wonderful

Oh well, no way out of it
What shall it be this time
A great personality
With the body of a dead fish
Or a vision of loveliness
And the personality of a hangnail
Who the hell really knows

Fourteen Years Too Late

Filed at 10:30 pm under Memories Of A Present Life... 1978 to 1985 by m3studio

I heard the news report today
I started thinking back
They were on a frontier edge
A bypassing trail state
With a dream of a transplant
A fading time in today’s technology
Life is beginning to go on
Even pass nature’s calling
Or at least it seems that way
Yet once it has departed
There is no return ticket

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