Open Poetry #19 |
A Medley of Irish .......................... catalinamoon |
Rex Allen McCoy Member Elite
since 2000-01-30
Posts 2863Sippin a Timmy's in London |
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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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Fantastic gems, you have here, Rex, every one! |
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Silver Streak Member Elite
since 2002-01-02
Posts 3625FL, USA |
Wonderful collection of poetic gems, Rex, Thanks for sharing. -newell Sharing God's Love through perfectlovepoetry.com |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
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 |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
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.~ |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Teach me! |
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Rex Allen McCoy Member Elite
since 2000-01-30
Posts 2863Sippin a Timmy's in London |
Thanks everyone ... and Sunshine, what could I possibly teach you? |
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