Posts Tagged ‘frustration’
week 635 ~ I wish it had not happened in our time
I wish it had not happened in our time
this pathway isn’t one we’d ever choose
but we are on it regardless of whose
nightmare valley boxed us in we can’t climb
out by sheer will stuck in a pantomime
of the life we were living when our muse
had free reign it does no good to accuse
while mourning hapless souls lost in their prime
so we trudge on and go nowhere staying
safely home as more lost days trickle by
redrawing roadmaps as music playing
evaporates and make us want to cry
out in frustration as patience fraying
releases fading hopes in one long sigh
“I wish it need not have happened in my time,” said Frodo.
week 487 ~ an incantation for spring
an incantation for spring
wait in anticipation
‘til winter banished birds sing
teeter on faith desiring
days of warmth blue skies and sun
an incantation for spring
weeks turn to months lingering
cold distracts all hopes undone
‘til winter banished birds sing
songs that catch our ear ending
snow’s silent insulation
an incantation for spring
holding on ready to fling
windows wide still frustration
‘til winter banished birds sing
we see them in our dreams wing
their way north our fixation
an incantation for spring
‘til winter banished birds sing
week 409 ~ Brazil twines its tendrils around my heart
Brazil twines its tendrils around my heart
caught immersed in a wash of color sound
dreaming of there languishing here it’s bound
to draw a sigh I always feel a part
of Rio piercing my soul when music
withers so far from its ancestral well
of inspiration displaced ghosts don’t tell
their story as beautifully I pick
an option and carry on stoically
replacing fleeting dreams with concrete chores
the laundry will be done living abhors
a vacuum and simplicity suits me
I’ll still be here when Rio reappears
to benevolently assuage my fears
week 405 ~ wrap your notes around my pencil let them
wrap your notes around my pencil let them
fall perfectly aligned onto the page
elegant commanding each one a gem
or at least get me through this pregnant stage
of wishful examining discarding
ideas unwritten phrases grant mercy
as I search for a means of expressing
what’s potent in my dreams without words free
and mysteriously lovely to hear
I’m confounded by melodies somewhere
inside me already their shape unclear
waiting to find a quiet space and there
give birth to what I’ve felt heard all along
oh gods of music let me write this song
week 319 ~ why does the roof fly off the world
why does the roof fly off the world
from time to time leaving me bare
I reach out in the darkness where
will I find sustenance words hurled
in frustration fall broken curled
up in a ball at my feet they’ll
evaporate by morning sail
away even from memory
as my heart’s song no longer free
lies tattered trying to inhale
week 210 ~ tell me how to work this thing
tell me how to work this thing
can’t see how to live in it
yet those jellyfish do sting
tell me how to work this thing
merry-go-round grab the ring
though it never seems to fit
tell me how to work this thing
can’t see how to live in it
thanks again to Matt
check out the video for his song Work This Thing