tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-173276892024-03-07T19:01:37.902+11:00Wild Flower Writing of Eve Mary Morse. Kay Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00613102949903596027noreply@blogger.comBlogger84125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17327689.post-68416189580259083402016-09-20T00:54:00.001+10:002019-11-04T22:32:01.767+11:00Prayer For You <div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: justify;">
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">1. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">There is only this moment.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">The unanswerable flame.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">The smell of incense burning.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">The sound of water boiling in the next room.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">I have learnt to love beyond the physical plane.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Dissolved so my love could live in everything.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Beyond human desires there is only this moment.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Even this room,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Which we have landed in,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Of exquisite beauty,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Is energy.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">One day,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="il">You</span> will walk through the walls of this house with me,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">And through the walls beyond them,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Till there are no walls left,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Till nothing is left,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">But the pure energy</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Of all that ever was,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">And all that ever more shall be.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">The less I desire,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">The more dazzling these offerings are.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">I am greeted by shooting stars,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">With star spangled eyes,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Which dart across the skies.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">And swift limbs, which dance</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">When they smile & speak.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">They all beg of me to come with them</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Stay with them. </span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">They speak of what they have learned</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">I listen, then keep walking....</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Love is my only companion.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Do not fear.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">There is nothing to fear.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="il">You</span> are sea with consciousness,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Moving, in song.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">In your eyes exists</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">All that ever was,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">And all that is yet to come.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">A single moment,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Which is all moments.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">A billion galaxies,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">of stars, all irreplaceable</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">In their unique design.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Everything is living,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">And dying, in perfect harmony.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Arriving and departing at precisely the right moment</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">In the grand song.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">2.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Hello, sweet traveller</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Who I have spoken to in dreams,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">And danced with in waking life.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="il">You</span> have closed your eyes,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">And jumped into the unknown.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Soon my hand will meet with yours,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">And we will really begin to dance!</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">I see <span class="il">you</span> worry,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">And I see <span class="il">you</span> lose faith.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Sometimes I wish I could climb inside <span class="il">you</span>,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">And remind <span class="il">you</span> that <span class="il">you</span> know all the answers already,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">If only <span class="il">you</span> could just surrender to what <span class="il">you</span> already know,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">And trust that everything is inside,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">As it ever was before.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="il">You</span> are the plant.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">And the planet.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">How is it possible,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">That <span class="il">you</span> could be so beautiful?</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="il">You</span> give as the moon gives to the sun each night when it dies for daylight.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="il">You</span> have dissolved for love.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">And now your love is in everything.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="il">You</span> have given yourself to the soil,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">To the wind, to the oceans, to the fibres and woods.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="il">You</span> are even in the faces of strangers</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Who smile warm smiles behind shop counters and market stalls.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Some do not see <span class="il">you</span>, but I see <span class="il">you</span>, my love. </span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">And I smile.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="il">You</span> are nature.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">And <span class="il">you</span> are rebellion.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="il">You</span> inspire many.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="il">You</span> leave and each world cries a little.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Each painting of love is of <span class="il">you</span>, my friend.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Each song of love is about <span class="il">you</span>.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Do <span class="il">you</span> have any idea how beautiful <span class="il">you</span> are?</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">The waves caress the shore eternally.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">That is a morsel of how much I love <span class="il">you</span>.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Forget all those that try to sell <span class="il">you</span> anything,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Forget everything which hurts your heart, or numbs your senses.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="il">You</span> are in my hands now,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Which are your hands.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">The hands <span class="il">you</span> knew <span class="il">you</span> had when <span class="il">you</span> were born,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">That everything else made <span class="il">you</span> forget.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">I am your hands, waking our hands,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">And helping <span class="il">you</span> remember.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Have faith in the beauty of your dreams,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">The love makes <span class="il">you</span> leap forward.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">The voice that knows.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="il">You</span> are exactly what <span class="il">you</span> have always thought <span class="il">you</span> were.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">3.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="il">You</span> have taken off your clothes</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">and taken a leap into the unknown.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">I am the pool which <span class="il">you</span> have fallen into.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">When <span class="il">you</span> are lost,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">I will float <span class="il">you</span> to the surface for the wind</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">To comfort,</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">When <span class="il">you</span> are tired and feel like giving up</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">I will send guides to the market place for <span class="il">you</span>.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">That which makes your heart leap, Is.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">That which connects <span class="il">you</span> and I, Is.</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Follow love and he will open the doors for <span class="il">you</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Then remove the doors themselves</span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">From their hinges. </span><br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">For love is the only door. </span></div>
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five thirty am. I can’t sleep. I no longer need it. I make a pot of coffee and
cook a small pot of oatmeal on the stove. Brown sugar, raisins. I have returned
to the Jesus diet. Everything I want to eat is the color of the old world.
Bread, coffee, oatmeal, dried grapes, lentils, cous cous, dates, sweet red
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with an idea in my mind. Walk through Central Park, take in the dawn light,
find the French café, spend the day writing, finish book. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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Park reflects my earthy desires. Time slows down. Acorns, maples, elms,
sycamores. American soil. I see a man dressed in a tweed suit and brown boots.
He looks like a traveler. Old. Everyone else is on their way to somewhere, and
he is standing out of time. Breathing the air, watching the trees change from
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looks less harsh in the light. Everything does. I remember your hands change as
soon as they were protected from the snow. A whiter shade to golden Jerusalem
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been through so many tests. Tests of the soul. Would you recognize me in the
rain & sleet? Or do you have too much pride. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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my way to find the lawmaker. The signs of the city, the rules, become
prominent. One way, no standing, fire zone. If only humans could appreciate the
natural beauty & order of nature. The Law reflects the order of nature.
Everything has it’s place and time. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">I see you
everywhere. In the corner of every shadow, in the angle of every mirror of
every car, in every ancient stare. I am in so much trouble. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">As I walk
through the park my eyes struggle to lift the fog. My vision is caught in a
veil. I wonder if it is because I have been poor and have ceased from eating
animal products. Death is nothing at all. If Jesus, and Patti, can do it, I can
do it. It takes an hour to walk from the Upper East Side to Columbus Circle. I
follow the man in the tweed onto the heath and walk on the soil path. American
Soil. Pastoral. Impressionistic. I have been neglecting my sit-ups; I have lost
my routine to sorrow. I write to Lucifer Trust and ask if they need anyone to
edit or proofread anything for them for free. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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always lifts the blues. I wish my mother were here right now. We would be ok in
the blanket of light, away from all the old memories, walking through the
fallen leaves. My mother the romantic. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">Shoot
through the breeze. If I could play music with anyone in the world, dead or
alive, I’d still only want to make music with you. I approach 59<sup>th</sup>
street exit, I give a symbolic goodbye to the man in tweed, the time traveler,
and only other traveler in central park. Alone and still, watching the dance
peacefully. Don’t give up on me just yet, we haven’t met yet. We gave ourselves
to nature. We are a thousand falling leaves. No one leaf the same as before,
each a little closer to the soul. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">You are a
man of the earth; these are your colors, brown suede. Nature boy. God’s colors.
Bread, olives, dates, white wine, cous cous, grapes. Jerusalem light. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">I want to
tell you all my secrets, light & shade. If you’re him, you wont be afraid.
Maybe he’s testing me, I told the Rabbi. He shouldn’t do that, he said. Maybe I
should test him too. Maybe you should. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">Our café
rests sunken between 7<sup>th</sup> Avenue & West 58<sup>th</sup> Street. I
order one pot of black coffee and a small breadbasket of rye, French bread,
Pain aux cereal, and brown. Five slices. It is International Women’s Day in New
York. Spring. Five years have passed. I remember the conversation we had by the
window. Can you forgive him for what he did to you? No. My body clenches up. My
shoulders tighten. I think of the general standing in front of me and examine
my response. I see now it wasn’t you that I was afraid of but him. The generals
ghost. I have severed ties with him though thinking of him still causes my
posture to contract. I watch the horse and carriage go by, the horse in the
harness, the little man in the heavy carriage at the back, poor stallion. I
remember a conversation I had with the musician Stone Jack Jones in Paris. He
had had a dream that God was a thousand wild horses galloping, I want to
release the horse from the reigns, the beautiful creature, imprisoned by one
humans arrogance. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">So many
strengths of leather, all those locks, restraining the animal. Can such a force
of nature be tamed by a human? No, horses are of god, a horse is not a pet. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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friends have been sending me checks to help me get on my feet. I set the horse
free. Nature will take her in. Someway, somehow. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">It is
International Women’s Day. I think of Yoko for courage. Yoko Ono, and Brown
Suede. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">Ben also
frequent my dreams after I was allowed home from the hospital, home being
Australia, I haven’t found my real home yet. The closest I have ever come to
being home is driving in his car. He is always sitting on the left, the dream
is coherent. We are in America. If we can send a thought to someone with our
mind, which is logical if we are all breathing the same air, whose to say we
can’t send a thought or an idea to somebody in their sleep, if we can meet in a
dream once, we can meet in a dream again. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">I am no
longer frightened by New York. I see your face in the distance, black eyes
staring back at me in the ether, love transcends all. Beauty is so transient.
It catches your eye, you gravitate towards it like light, and then, shadow. You
look for the soul. Manhattan. Manhattan. Fashion week. All the beauty, money,
power, in the world couldn’t buy me. I know you love me. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">I love
New York. I no longer feel alone. I am in my element. I understand it here. I
feel at home around the New York humor. The Truth & Beauty. Life is dark,
though that’s how the light gets in. I overhear the women next to me say they
are looking for music. I ask if I can send them something of mine. I have been
working on a series of experimental piano compositions. It turns out they are
ballet dancers, writing a piece to be performed in New York about a transition
from darkness to lightness. That’s interesting, I say. I am writing a piece on
that too. And I felt something push me to meet you. They write their contacts
on a small piece of white paper in black ink and introduce themselves. It’s
strange, I always thought New York to be a hard city, it is, I know it is,
though after living in Paris, Paris, known as the city of light, I am more
swayed to believe New York to be the true city of light. In Paris the light is
created by shadow, though as soon as the shadow lifts, the image left is one of
severe poverty and separation, cruelty, New York is a mirror, New York’s light
is hidden within the dark body of New York, oppose to being on the outside, the
real light is within the darkness, it is the light of the soul. It is the same
reason why the core ethics of Judaism resonate with me more and more the more I
learn. Or is it just you? Perhaps it is only that I know you are here. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">Ben & I met for lunch. He picked me up from the
apartment and we found a small restaurant near the New Morning in the 10<sup>th</sup>.
Only three or four tables, coal filtered water, a set menu made daily by the
same French woman. I showed him the old pair of Italian boots I had found in
the Marais for twenty euros second hand. Brown leather knee high leather with
Cuban heels. I was feeling really lost, and then I found these boots & when
I put them on, I knew where I was going again. They say Michel on the inside,
in gold. Well, that’s <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">your </i>Soul. He
said. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Yes. </i>Though how do <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">you</i> know that? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times;">I wake at
five am and put my boots and jeans on. It’s fall now. Colder. I pack a small
lunch bag, some organic muffins, three clementine’s, water. I take a train from
Gare Montparnasse to Rennes. Then transfer to a bus to Normandy. I feel better
as I leave the city. I have walked so far away from my soul in an effort to
numb the pain. Haunted by the other woman. An older man sits opposite me on the
train. We both take out our books and read. Me, A Sport & A Pastime. He. He
looks a little like I imagine Hemmingway may have looked when he was living in
Paris. White hair, a lightly wrinkled face. A man forced to be present &
connected for his practice, the price all true artists & lovers must pay.
The moment we leave the city I remember I am not of the city but of the earth.
I already don’t want to go back. Earth colors again, olive, bread, soft muddy
purples, fallen leaves, meadows. I remember my house by the ocean. Your face
returns. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">From an early age, I trusted my self and that was it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">did I do it for me</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I did it for me, but without the hope of you, I would have been as good as dead.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">You were everything I ever dreamt of in a man. A walking dream. I had to pinch myself to see if you were really there, that January night.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I called myself a lover, but when you were standing in front me, I couldn’t tell you. I couldn’t tell you that you, just you, were enough to answer, the question of life itself.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">all went out the window, and I knew at that moment, there was so much more. All was possible. All existed. All I wanted to believe in, existed. it was boundless.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The veil unthreaded itself with a sudden bang, and I was there, in no-time, our hands entwined.</span></div>
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Kay Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00613102949903596027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17327689.post-30375847004401285342013-04-19T02:22:00.000+10:002015-04-25T16:27:06.695+10:00My Wild Love - for Jim.<br />
<br />
I went to Pere Laichaise<br />
to watch my brother rest<br />
From one lover, to another,<br />
I knew he'd understand.<br />
<br />
(Sometimes I just want to be alone.<br />
Sometimes I just want to be unknown.<br />
Sometimes I don't want to understand<br />
Sometimes I just want to be loved)<br />
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And no one is you.<br />
<br />
I looked for hid flower-bed<br />
Though I knew he had long left<br />
and I was just being born.<br />
<br />
He gave so much more than me....<br />
Am I a fool to still fight for his freedom song?<br />
<br />
I know you've been tortured,<br />
I know you've been blue,<br />
I know you think nobody can see you,<br />
but I do.<br />
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And no one is you.<br />
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<br />Kay Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00613102949903596027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17327689.post-957240399544595432013-04-02T06:59:00.000+11:002013-04-02T06:59:52.362+11:00When there is no beauty, there is no truth. And when there is no truth, there is no beauty. The closer I get to my inner truth, the more I am repelled by anything which feels untrue. I wonder how many bad, or rather, unnecessary decisions we have made as a result of fear? Fear of being alone, fear of isolation. I want to find peace within myself so I am 100 % content being alone. I was once terrified of being alone, now I am terrified of relationships. Or rather, I am terrified of being with another for the wrong reasons. I am terrified of my lack of good judgement, which is the result of a lack of inner-peace with being alone. And with my Self. What do I want? Truthfully? To be understood. To understand myself. To get beyond the layers...the lies...To live a peaceful, joyful, existence. To be more uninhibited. Naturally. With no ego. To never compromise as an artist. To live closer to the earth. The soil. And not in the sky, in fantasy. To be dignified, honest, open. Even if I am afraid. To embrace humility. To not hide behind a lie, behind seduction.... To trust my intuition. My instinct. To learn to say no. To set boundaries. To be more naked...More present..Free from the image/s.Kay Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00613102949903596027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17327689.post-74443628796491387692013-03-23T03:54:00.003+11:002013-03-23T03:54:44.004+11:00can you see your form reflected, full of broken-glass?<br />
laughing someone else's laugh, no room for tenderness<br />
confidence-electro-shocked, modern-age-facade?<br />
hide your shattered-mask, from your foolish-pride...<br />
<br />
laugh-not-all-your-laughter, at me, I'd rather fly....<br />
laugh-not-all-your-laughter, at me, I'd rather fly...<br />
<br />
tell me where is it your freedom lies? when you're in your bed at night?<br />
thinking someone else's thoughts, he who has none of his own...<br />
confidence-electro-shocked, modern-age-facade?<br />
hide your shattered-mask, from your foolish pride...<br />
<br />
laugh not all your laughter, at me, I'd rather fly...<br />
laugh not all your laughter, at me, I'd rather fly...<br />
<br />
beg me for attention, cut me through and through...<br />
(don't you ever get bored?)<br />
I'd cut you open, but there's nothing left of you...<br />
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<br />Kay Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00613102949903596027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17327689.post-85850353934944623702013-03-23T03:51:00.000+11:002013-03-23T03:51:43.251+11:00in the heat, sunset on the streets, your skin reflected in the light, I don't want to fight no more...<br />
I still believe in love, though<br />
<br />Kay Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00613102949903596027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17327689.post-88230519663874951852013-03-11T04:58:00.000+11:002013-03-11T05:15:27.326+11:00Summer wine come back to me, tonight<br />
turn your trees green, and these streets warm<br />
I hear you dancing on the wind...so gracefully, though I can't see you<br />
Summer wine, come back to me, tonight<br />
turn your light on the water, bring your lovers to the bridge<br />
it's lonely here, and I can't think straight, and I've fallen from a kiss<br />
<br />
Give to me dancing, and laughter, and wild children singing<br />
I'm tired of my self, and the dreams that she brings that mock me<br />
give to me lovers, and laughter, and wild children singing<br />
I'm tired and I can't see straight, and these ghosts that mock me...<br />
<br />
Summer wine, come back to me, tonight<br />
turn these streets glowing amber with your voice<br />
I hear you skipping on the clouds.... so free...though I can't see you<br />
Summer wine, come back to me, tonight<br />
turn your light on the water, send your lovers to the bridge<br />
it's lonely here without you, and I can't see straight,<br />
and I've fallen from a kiss<br />
<br />
Give to me dancing, and laughter and wild children singing, naked<br />
I'm tired of walking, and the ghosts under the moon that mock me<br />
give to me lovers, and laughter, and wild children singing<br />
I'm tired and I need waking, from these ghosts that shake me...<br />
<br />
Summer wine, come back to me with your wild great spirit<br />
make these streets glow with your amber voice<br />
I see you running in the night... so carefree...<br />
Summer wine, come back to me and kiss me<br />
Turn your light on the water, send your lovers to the bridge<br />
it's lonely here without you, and I can't see<br />
<br />
I'm falling<br />
I'm falling<br />
I'm falling<br />
I'm falling<br />
I'm falling<br />
I'm falling<br />
From a kiss x 2<br />
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<br />Kay Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00613102949903596027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17327689.post-12729787920196058882013-03-03T13:31:00.002+11:002015-04-25T16:30:42.273+10:00we watch from skies above<br />
as the fragile structures crumble<br />
as a new war of consciousness<br />
sweeps over the ocean. <br />
<br />
and everything will be destroyed<br />
and everything will be reborn<br />
and thou shall have no fear whence thou has seen the road.<br />
<br />
and the order will be broken<br />
and the order will be shaken<br />
as he who was once beaten shall no longer be forsaken.<br />
and the nations will flow into one<br />
and the nations will flow<br />
and thou shall forgive as thou shall grow.<br />
and the prison door will swing open<br />
and the prisoners shall walk<br />
and the sun shall shine upon your face<br />
the day you see the gods<br />
and the order will be broken<br />
and the order will be shaken<br />
as he who was once beaten shall now walk...<br />
<br />
and the nations will flow into one<br />
and the nations will flow<br />
as the ancients rise up again from oceans far below.<br />
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<br />Kay Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00613102949903596027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17327689.post-89542460992946307642013-02-14T09:57:00.001+11:002013-03-23T03:51:30.393+11:00I long for your face. Your light. Your soul.Kay Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00613102949903596027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17327689.post-89422587146908206902013-02-14T09:55:00.001+11:002013-03-14T09:55:35.318+11:00Promise me you'll never grow old.<br />
Live each breath, as if it's your last.<br />
Always remain In your essence. Your breath. Your heart.<br />
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"How long have we known each other now?" Thousands of years.<br />
How long will I stay by your side? Thousands of years.<br />
<br />
Promise me you'll never surrender.<br />
Live each moment, as if it's yours alone.<br />
Always play like a child, with your heart, Your laugh.<br />
<br />
How long have we known each other now? Well now, lets see, a decade or two?<br />
How long will I stay by your side? Always, baby, always.<br />
<br />
Promise me you'll never be anyone but you.<br />
Live how you want to live, as if it's your life.<br />
Always trust in yourself. Fuck every one else...<br />
<br />
If you feel like dancing, dance baby dance<br />
If you feel like running, run baby run<br />
If you feel like screaming, scream baby, scream<br />
If you feel like dreaming, dream baby dream<br />
If you feel like kissing, kiss baby kiss<br />
If you feel like riding, ride baby ride<br />
If you feel like breaking, break baby break<br />
If you feel like crying, cry baby cry<br />
<br />
Promise me you'll never grow old<br />
Live each breath, as if it's your last.<br />
Always remain, in your essence, breath, your heart.<br />
<br />
Promise me you'll never surrender.<br />
Live each moment, as if it's yours alone.<br />
Always play like a child, with your heart, your laugh.<br />
<br />
Never be anyone but you.<br />
Live how you want to live, it's your life.<br />
Always trust in yourself. Fuck everyone else...<br />
<br />
If you feel like dancing, dance baby dance<br />
If you feel like running, run baby run<br />
If you feel like screaming, scream baby scream<br />
If you feel like dreaming, dream baby dream<br />
If you feel like kissing, kiss baby kiss<br />
If you feel like riding, ride baby ride<br />
If you feel like breaking, break baby break<br />
If you feel like crying, cry baby cry<br />
<br />
Just keep keeping on<br />
No matter what they say,<br />
You know what's right<br />
Just keep keeping on<br />
No matter what they say,<br />
Go your own way<br />
Go your own way<br />
Go your own way<br />
Go your own way<br />
Go your own way<br />
Go your own way<br />
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Kay Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00613102949903596027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17327689.post-66659999097605243412012-11-02T09:18:00.000+11:002013-02-14T10:05:01.836+11:00My love is a mystery to me. Music to my soul. Dancing in the void. Naked.<br />
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<br />Kay Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00613102949903596027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17327689.post-17623512179962144472012-02-21T20:20:00.000+11:002013-02-14T10:06:34.536+11:00did you hear the birds singing of their sorrow?<br />
<br />
not-knowing is our knowing.<br />
to be at one with everything<br />
<br />
nature wakes you from your sleep<br />
with gentle memories<br />
to guide you forward<br />
to love once more,<br />
to love once lost<br />
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<br />Kay Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00613102949903596027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17327689.post-53605801785427513492011-12-06T03:52:00.003+11:002011-12-06T03:53:36.207+11:00Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.Kay Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00613102949903596027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17327689.post-16405745832555886262011-02-22T00:31:00.000+11:002011-02-22T00:31:54.515+11:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMi9hiS8F3eU9dYZfw4AMOH07SQ-Aw2p4PY20b4ZOzPY2Pwzd_mrwB97C2fEHkW-Vnb-I_vanRyQBJcv1I8SnbZbsWIbGKbaL9P-cWwXWI50CrghbPjgz67egR_-qyXamR5q0f_g/s1600/tumblr_kq5iwyAERT1qzgxb2o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMi9hiS8F3eU9dYZfw4AMOH07SQ-Aw2p4PY20b4ZOzPY2Pwzd_mrwB97C2fEHkW-Vnb-I_vanRyQBJcv1I8SnbZbsWIbGKbaL9P-cWwXWI50CrghbPjgz67egR_-qyXamR5q0f_g/s320/tumblr_kq5iwyAERT1qzgxb2o1_500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy birthday, Yoko. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">X</div>Kay Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00613102949903596027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17327689.post-82513330660412305012011-02-21T23:41:00.000+11:002011-02-21T23:41:38.538+11:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Z1FNpLghWRaIW1hmlYWgXXShIQtOkXUXJLfgA5k98y9ZDrsvHlZ_m8HRCqUiNCyhi5PDxC2csC_0zw0t6NGn6JeqLYh4DTus7-SbFmUUj8bdAblT23wiu3c9V5p3I198pnvIcQ/s1600/anais-nin-et-henry-miller-1974.1244908250.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="217" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Z1FNpLghWRaIW1hmlYWgXXShIQtOkXUXJLfgA5k98y9ZDrsvHlZ_m8HRCqUiNCyhi5PDxC2csC_0zw0t6NGn6JeqLYh4DTus7-SbFmUUj8bdAblT23wiu3c9V5p3I198pnvIcQ/s320/anais-nin-et-henry-miller-1974.1244908250.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Anais Nin on Henry Miller 1931 </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"> "His Pockets are full of notes on the meals he would like to eat one day: Merlans a la bercy, Coquilles de cervelles au gratin, Flamri de semoule, galantine de volaille a la Gelle, Anguilles Pompadour, Selle de Mouton Bouquetiere. I don't think he knows what the dishes really are. He is fascinated with the so<span class="text_exposed_hide">...</span><span class="text_exposed_show">und of words. He notes fragments of conversation on menus, toilet paper, envelopes. He takes me to the Mariner's flop house to eat an omelet with pick pockets. He plays chess at the cafe where old actors meet for a game to the tune of tired classical musicians playing quartets. At dawn he likes to sit and watch the tired prostitutes coming home. He has an eagerness to catch everything without make up, without embellishment, women before they comb their hair, waiters before they don artificial smiles with their artificial bow ties"</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">Extract from The Diary Of Anais Nin </span></span></div>Kay Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00613102949903596027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17327689.post-42670971835350131202010-12-24T14:11:00.000+11:002010-12-24T14:11:19.521+11:00<div style="text-align: center;">three colors blue. </div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I wish something could make me spin again,</div><div style="text-align: center;">remind me that I'm still alive,</div><div style="text-align: center;">throw my arms in the air,</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">and scream from the inside.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I wish I could run away with you,</div><div style="text-align: center;">I wish I felt beautiful enough to run to you.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I want to dance with you all night</div><div style="text-align: center;">in the air,</div><div style="text-align: center;">I want to kiss you.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I want to set flame to this house,</div><div style="text-align: center;">this life,</div><div style="text-align: center;">and just run,</div><div style="text-align: center;">only stop,</div><div style="text-align: center;">to fall asleep</div><div style="text-align: center;">in your arms. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Kay Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00613102949903596027noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17327689.post-50554021339814992962010-12-23T13:24:00.001+11:002010-12-23T13:29:52.351+11:00May we run away to Berlin please and live in a cheap flat, make music together forever and ever, stay up late drinking red wine and record into a tape machine, then sleep all day, wake up late, and smoke cigarettes out the window wrapped up in white sheets and never have to tell anyone ever?Kay Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00613102949903596027noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17327689.post-19133023726761010692010-12-16T13:07:00.002+11:002010-12-16T14:08:26.224+11:00slow warm morning, as clean as yesterday.<br />
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</div><div>Why are these dreams so real, if our fate is to go our separate ways? You make me want to sleep forever, just so we can be together. </div>Kay Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00613102949903596027noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17327689.post-10924354805976760402010-12-15T11:50:00.002+11:002010-12-15T11:50:57.138+11:00An impostor is just someone who hasn't seen the universe yet.Kay Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00613102949903596027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17327689.post-86852934627373648322010-12-15T11:17:00.002+11:002010-12-27T14:28:59.559+11:00a cheater<br />
only cheats<br />
himself.Kay Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00613102949903596027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17327689.post-65324404537383733022010-12-15T08:29:00.004+11:002010-12-15T11:21:48.554+11:00<div style="text-align: justify;">Death Trap.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">she'll fool you</div><div style="text-align: justify;">with her soft feathers</div><div style="text-align: justify;">and gentle disposition.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">if ever in doubt,</div><div style="text-align: justify;">look in her eyes,</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">there, you will see</div><div style="text-align: justify;">a spinning wheel. </div>Kay Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00613102949903596027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17327689.post-41023378520866210862010-07-29T20:19:00.003+10:002010-12-15T12:24:04.029+11:00I will wait for you<br />
<div>by the rivers edge</div><div>in your favourite dress.<br />
Unthread me with your<br />
negligence. </div><div><br />
</div><div><br />
</div>Kay Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00613102949903596027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17327689.post-91915575913855784782010-06-04T17:03:00.002+10:002010-12-14T18:52:40.290+11:00teach your children<br />
to gaze into the dark<br />
where people draw <br />
their shutters tight<br />
on truths they’d rather share.<br />
shelter your eyes<br />
from the evident light<br />
which shines on all the wrong things<br />
in this land of plenty.<br />
give respect<br />
to the dead man’s bones<br />
he gave you wings <br />
to move through skies<br />
that you forget to look at.<br />
you’re so caught up, darling<br />
by what is happening<br />
on the ground<br />
that you forget to look up at night<br />
you forget to look<br />
you forget to look<br />
don’t forget.<br />
tell your sons and daughters, well<br />
to make their own mistakes<br />
to fall if they want to fall<br />
in this veiled land.<br />
see nobody knows<br />
their position<br />
and the proposition remains<br />
do you be a devil?<br />
or do you be an angel?<br />
do you say what you think<br />
you’re meant to say?<br />
or what you think they want to hear?<br />
everyday, you get up<br />
and you run away<br />
where are you running from?<br />
where are you running to?<br />
oh! you want to go so far away<br />
but you’re so caught up<br />
with what is happening on the ground.<br />
it never changes<br />
that’s the secret<br />
time is always time<br />
splinters will always be splinters<br />
and you’ll never really know<br />
in this land of plenty.<br />
Have you ever peered into a wild horse’s eyes<br />
and noticed something familiar?<br />
something lost inside?<br />
you’re all running so goddamn fast<br />
you forget to look at the sky at night<br />
you forget to look<br />
don’t forget.Kay Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00613102949903596027noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17327689.post-14985714195199745842009-12-08T14:31:00.017+11:002010-12-14T18:54:39.683+11:00<div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">hem my heart with your pine trees tall and narrow,<br />
and I will sew you the most beautiful coat.</span></span></div>Kay Adamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00613102949903596027noreply@blogger.com0