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Rex Allen McCoy
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Sippin a Timmy's in London

0 posted 2002-02-20 07:26 PM


Blue Eyes Dreaming
by Rex Allen McCoy
~~~
Not far it was from Heaven
'twas the very month of June
And the sweetest birds were singing
when first
she stole my tune
As if from out the bluest sky
an angel came to call
Quintessence
of Irish memory
with braids as I recall
~
The golden sun's shine o'er the dew
reflected through her eyes
like flowers
from a woodland path
her smile just mesmerized
With dancers wings
she stepped along
my song held in her arms
My blue eyes dreaming
hypnotized
now locked within her charms
~
"Good day kind sir"
sweet melody
embraced my very soul
With butterflies and rubber thighs
my tongue
I swear it swoll
My heart stood tall to brace my jaw
an lock the molars tight
The best I managed
was a smile
my voice had taken flight
~
Pausing
she locked her gaze to mine
reached out to my lapel
Placed a fragrant flower there
bent close
to share its smell
The moment stole my breath from me
I gazed in pure delight
Enchanted with her beauty rare
awoke
to silent night
~~~~~~~~~~


A Heart and Smile
© by Rex Allen McCoy
~~~
He's lonesome
since you walked the mile
beyond the moor and laurel
Your parting
took his heart and smile
he stands with no tomorrow
~
His eyes
are cast in dullest grey
and each does but remind me
Of grueling hours
passed away
in sorrows sights we can't see
~
Perhaps
he just relives that night
as stars shawn bright above you
and gently
cast entrancing light
on vows you both have kept true
~
On heaven's step
you wait in kind
with loved ones there beside you
Till angels
bring him home to find
the heart and smile you cling to
~~~~~~~~~~

One Wish Granted
© by Rex Allen McCoy
~~~
Entranced before the window
arms outstretched
but resting
on its frame
The only sound
that falls to ear
from a pendulum's
rhythmic swing
~
A gentle flame
sends ghostly shadows
that dance
to silent notes
Entwined
in scents
from fireside
inlaid
with cherry smoke
~
They said
she would appear this night
as all the stars align
I drank their potion
said the chant
Though dispirited
counting time
~
The hour's close
near darkest night . . .
a looking glass beside me
Handcrafted
by the little folk
Ornate
with sprigs of ivy
~
Enchanted . . . yes . . . they cannot lie
My wish
they guarantee
Their word's been kept
since dawning time
One minute more . . .
we'll see
~
A deafening thunder
breaks the still
as lightning
strikes the yard
From gentle breeze
to baleful gale
" They've got my attention Lord ! "
~
The ancient mirror begins to glow
as the clock
counts off
the trials
My heart explodes
beneath my chest
with the force
of a billion smiles
~
" Take my hand. . . while the clock still strikes "
your voice
pleads
from inside
To my surprise
I reach within
with both arms
open wide
~
Your loving  touch
and I'm pulled through time
to your kiss
oh . . . sweet embrace
A whirling
swirling
rainbow ride
as the tears roll down my face
~
" To the end of time . . . I beg of you
Never leave
these loving arms "
~
" But there's one more task
you must fulfil
if you wish
to win my charms "
~
With sprawling thud
I hit the grass
spinning senses
in a daze
A newborn sunlight
warms my face
Sparkling air
helps lift
the haze
~
Such marvels
cast this wondrous world
Then your voice
sings
with a smile
. . . " You must catch me " . . .
rings
your taunting laugh
from a glade
nearly half amile
~~~~~~~~~~


~ Top o' the Morning ~
© by Rex Allen McCoy
~~~~
My vision soars through crystal skies
bourn high in astral flight
Drifting free on shifting breeze
banking left ...
then banking right
~
A reclusive need for solitude
spreads wings within my head
and rises up through phobic mists
atop the pall ...
'tis stress I dread
~
A rising sun smiles upon my face
triggers ...
coronary delight
above the clouds of Heaven's step
helping ...
rectify my plight
~
My leaden shroud is lifted high
six angels share its' weight
" Top o' the morning " I heard them say
as they passed
through Heaven's gate
~
" We'll have your shroud
all cleaned and pressed
we'll embroider on its' nape
A morning dove shall bring it back
wear it well ...
it's Heaven's cape "
~
Descending home ...
can't help but see
the world's a brighter place
A pristine air
pervades the skies
as tension seems erased
~
Subconscious thought
soon nullified
Fresh air ...
inflates the hollow
I yawn and stretch as nature's song
sings through my open window
~
My dream serene starts fading fast
my thoughts
to reality ... focus
while reaching out to close the pane
a dove slips through
... unnoticed ...
~~~~~~~~~~


You're Silent Today
© by Rex Allen McCoy
~~~
Signal me goblin
Your rainbow
tis arcing
Whisper your secrets
aloft
on the air
Speak to me goblin
Respond
to my whimper
Vainly I wish
o'er the trouble I wear
~
Your laugh
surely echoes
through valleys of treasure
Where beautiful flowers
so fragrant display
And bound
where so often
I wander the heather
Though sadly
I listen
you're silent today
~
And I want you back
~~~~~~~~~~


The Freckled Face of a Girl
© by Rex Allen McCoy
~~~
Dappled grey horses
sweat crusted and weary
hooves drifting dust
lift a day
passing dreary
The harness bells faded
reigned in at the rill
a cool running brook
near the base of our hill
~
My eyes
I'm a lad
scant older than four
brought visions to mind
full of wonders in store
A wagon decked out
like a big city market
he lifted the side
then he shook out the carpet
~
Our old kitchen door
screamed out
lack of oil
a kettle
clanged gently
just set on to boil
E'er mother's voice shouted
"I think it's the Pox
the old folks have died
I've been digging their plots"
~
"My father's in bed
and they won't let me near"
the stranger walked by
with a smile
mussed my hair
Went in with a bag
full of magic he grows
started mixing a broth
made with god only knows
~
Tip toed on a box
dragged in from the yard
through windows
he folded
gunpowder with lard
The screams of my father
sent tears to my eyes
they rubbed him completely
in spite of his cries
~
They fed him the broth
a few drops at a time
I climbed off the box
with his horses in mind
"The horses love apples"
I turned with a whirl
peeking out of his wagon
the freckled face
of a girl
~
In moments I knew her
a lifetime
it seemed
a most likeable friend
who knew all the schemes
As father got better
t'was time to move on
her father
a doctor
a peddler
a con
~
He'd done us a service
we could never repay
though he sold us an organ
an' stool
by the way
Each year they returned
once or twice
they dropped by
little freckle faced Mary
soon
the girl of my eye
~
They'd rest a few days
with each visit
it's true
she wrote the best love songs
while I wrote the tunes
Then one night it happened
'neath moon and the stars
consummating a love
that would forever
be ours
~
He stumbled upon us
but said not a word
in the morning
so early
fading echoes we heard
Ne'er again did we see them
though rumors
of peril ...
my parents expired
to a place 'neath the barrow
~
Five years had surpassed
isolation and grief
knocked a lamp
from the table
when I'd fallen asleep
The house nearly cinder
an' I felt like the fool
only item I'd saved
was the old organ stool
~
I just sat and watched
till the sun broke the morn
in the distance
an echo
I'd heard years before
Then over the rise
sweat crusted and weary
two dappled grey horses
on a day
passing dreary
~
The horses reigned in
right next to the rill
that sweet running brook
at the base of our hill
A woman climbed down
with a step
to the glade
the dawning day's sun
streaming in to pervade
~
A light in my heart
jumped a thousand times fold
the smile in her eyes
and the stories been told
The tears
fell in rapture
though nothing was said
embraced
now with Mary
she'd returned from the dead
~
She unhitched the horses
I lifted the side
"The years have been kind"
I said
lifting her pride
"Are you my daddy?"
I turned with a whirl
peeking out from the wagon
the freckled face
of a girl
~



[This message has been edited by Rex Allen McCoy (02-20-2002 08:36 PM).]

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Denise
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1 posted 2002-02-20 08:09 PM


Fantastic gems, you have here, Rex, every one!
Silver Streak
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since 2002-01-02
Posts 3625
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2 posted 2002-02-20 08:12 PM


Wonderful collection of poetic gems, Rex, Thanks for sharing.
-newell

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catalinamoon
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The Shores of Alone
3 posted 2002-02-20 08:23 PM


Rx, this is a wonderful group of poems. I think my favorite is "A Heart and a Smile."
Though "One Wish Granted" is running close behind. Thanks.
Sandra

Enchantress
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Canada eh.
4 posted 2002-02-20 08:27 PM


WOW REX!!  These are awesome!  Every one of them so beautifully written, and enjoyed so very much.
~Hugs, Nancy~

~Love, like magic, depends on believing.~

Sunshine
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Listening to every heart
5 posted 2002-02-20 09:20 PM



Teach me!

Rex Allen McCoy
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since 2000-01-30
Posts 2863
Sippin a Timmy's in London
6 posted 2002-02-20 10:04 PM


Thanks everyone ... and Sunshine, what could I possibly teach you?

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