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Movements Of Love .. For my southern belle pal Serenity!
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Movements Of Love .. For my southern belle pal Serenity! |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada 
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Serenity....dear betrothed to another.....Here's my answer to your note poem.......you're late night cool kiddo! Movements Of Love Composers, are addicted to movements of love where the scores are played in the key of dreams. Happiness is like a rhapsody, beauty the theme and the naked heart conducts love allegros through the soul like spring freshets. We face the horizon of reality creating compositions, pilot notes, igniting the heart to light up our thoughts with preludes of hope, intermezzo emotions, minor concertos of personal desire..always racing toward the rests of a major finale. The truth is, movements of love can fade in a sonata with moods and rhythms out of key. An intimate composition left incomplete like cash paid for unrequited love. Cycloramas of love and sensation halted once again..... awaiting a composer addicted to movements of love. The role of poetry is to utter the un-utterable; to open up |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
and yet they wonder... "why the rhyme?" I am lyric-- we are time. I am just photograhper. I write the pictures of the hurt... I'd still wish I could dance ONE dance with you...tell ya what? I am burning a cd...and? you tell me YOUR choice, and I promise, it will be played, and I will dance for you! |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Well this might seem odd but here's my request...... A Whiter Shade Of Pale by Procol Harum We skipped the light fandango turned cartwheels 'cross the floor I was feeling kinda seasick but the crowd called out for more The room was humming harder as the ceiling flew away When we called out for another drink the waiter brought a tray And so it was that later as the miller told his tale that her face, at first just ghostly, turned a whiter shade of pale She said, 'There is no reason and the truth is plain to see.' But I wandered through my playing cards and would not let her be one of sixteen vestal virgins who were leaving for the coast and although my eyes were open they might have just as well've been closed She said, 'I'm home on shore leave,' though in truth we were at sea so I took her by the looking glass and forced her to agree saying, 'You must be the mermaid who took Neptune for a ride.' But she smiled at me so sadly that my anger straightway died If music be the food of love then laughter is its queen and likewise if behind is in front then dirt in truth is clean My mouth by then like cardboard seemed to slip straight through my head So we crash-dived straightway quickly and attacked the ocean bed And so it was that later as the miller told his tale that her face, at first just ghostly, turned a whiter shade of pale Thanks southern belle you're the best! I'll enjoy that dance! |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
odd? no.... I don't even have to find that one...I HAVE IT...on my hardrive too... grin...(and I keep telling myself--THIS IS NOT A FUNERAL!) rofl... but yes...this one? I will dance for YOU. (They are gonna look at me funny, but I sorta expected that...  )Thank you so much for yer un-ending kindness. |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Well they may look at you funny but maybe not......I thought it was much more appropriate than my second choice which is my favorite song of all time. Just because it is such a simple song of truth and life....Smoke Gets In Your Eyes........ Your choice of course! However, I'd say the latter is a bit negative considering the occasion....he he have a great day1 |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
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"Composers, are addicted to movements of love where the scores are played in the key of dreams. Happiness is like a rhapsody, beauty the theme and the naked heart conducts love allegros through the soul like spring freshets" and THIS? IS A CROSS STITCHED PILLOW tsk....t'me...and winks to you! |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
He he you're precious! Many thanks for the winks....he he a cross stitched pillow.... Lordy that's cute! |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
heh heh heh.. yep..gonna get it NOW... y'mfriend get BOTH... (EXCELLENT CHOICE) IZZAIR AN ART TADDAT? (say that--three times fast! )love to you |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Wow! Preferential treatment. Pamper me! I live to be spoiled! Thanks you're too kind! |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
tsk..and? I'm dancing with myself blowing kisses. |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Oh we are gonna skip the light fandango............ |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
I'm just jumping in here for a minute to say very nice ethome...James |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Thank you James we're just having a little fun in the wee hours of the morning! |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
um...e? grin...give me a toke off that cigarette...it's just...tsk..SO SATISFYING! |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Two friends of mine and I were out having a little smoke in my car one night. After a little laugh we decided to drive to the nearest pizza place. I was really food tripping so I began to drive a little too fast. .......Well, all of a sudden there appeared a set of flashing lights behind me as one of New Brunswick's finest uniformed law enforcers proceeded to stop me for speeding. One friend and I were sitting in the front seat the other in the back. The officer approached the car and asked for my drivers license and registration which I produced easily for him. He then proceeded to say. " Mr True, I'm going to have to fine you. You were going fifty miles an hour in a thirty zone." My friend in the back seat piped up and said...."That's not possible!" The officer glanced into the back seat and then disregarded the remark. I started pleading with the officer and asking for a warning. To which he answered....."I'm sorry but you were going fifty miles an hour in a thirty zone!" My friend in the back seat piped up again and said....We couldn't have been going fifty miles an hour!" This time the officer looked at him directly and queried...."And just why couldn't you have been going fifty miles an hour?!?" My friend said..."CAUSE WE HAVEN'T BEEN OUT AN HOUR!" The officer actually let us go after having a little chuckle........ |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Eric-- I've so enjoyed this night time foray with you, dear friends, that I almost forgot the original poem. Eric..You're the best! "Whiter Shade of Pale"...is one of my favorites too. |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Hi Martie.....We did have a great time last evening/morning. Serenity as you know can be quite a character so it's not hard to have some fun! Thanks for the kind words Martie. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Eric...ROFL @ yer story! that's classic! |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan |
I just love "Whiter Shade of Pale", Eric... It seems like just yesterday, doesn't it? Procol Harem....didn't they also do that song that started with "Jeremiah is a bullfrog"...or am I mistaking them for someone else? I loved your poem too!  ~ old time rock n roll hugsLyra |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Hey Celeste! I thought you might like that story! Lyra....Many many people can relate to 'Whiter Shade Of Pale' it was a huge classic. 'Jermiah Was A Bullfrog' was by Three Dog Night.......Good song too! Thanks for the comments! |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
Vote me in for Whiter shade of pale, although it hardly competes with knights in white satin. Loved the poem and the late night? repartee. Keth Here in the midst of my lonely abyss, a single joy I find...your presence in my mind. Unknown |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Now you got me going Keth! I love The Moody Blues but I don't think "Nights In White Satin" hardly compares with "Whiter Shade Of Pale" Our first argument! Can we finish it after the picnic? Thanks for the comments! |
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alterego Member
since 2002-02-23
Posts 113Toronto, Ontario, Canada |
The "picnic" was in MacArthurs Park, and "someone left the cake out in the rain". Gads, are we dating ourselves or what!!! Anyway, love all three songs.  Also loved your poem, Eric. And the cute little story.  ROFLCreate something infinite today - Smile!!! |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Thanks Alterego I guess we are dating ourselves but isn't it great fun! I appreciate your comments and I always love to hear from a fellow Canuck! |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Ethome, you keep this up, and all of the women at Passions are going to want a poem written...just for them.... |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Sunshine You know the old saying...."Find something that you like to do and you'll never work another day in your life!" |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
grousing as da sun comes up--"hey" hmmm... you know how to make an egg white omelet..? and could that be on a tray? um..and a little glass of o.j. and? a little bit o milk? OH...and yes...just a teeny sausage (<--note the lie) but YANNO I LUV YA... and roses? oh yes, I'm sure they just follow you around...grin... |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Hey Southern Belle! I think what you mean is that you'd like to be treated like the words to this old classic song!! Peel Me A Grape Peel me a grape crush me some ice skin me a peach save the fuzz for my pillow poach me a prawn talk to me nice you got to wine me and dine me don't try to fool me, bejewell me either amuse me or lose me I'm getting hungry peel me a grape. pop me a cork, french me a fry crack me a nut, bring me a bowl full of bon bons chill me some wine, keep standing by just entertain me, champagne me show me you love me, kid glove me best way to cheer me, cashmere me I'm getting hungry, peel me a grape. Here's how to be an agreeable chap love me and leave me in luxury's lap Hop when I holler, skip when I snap when I say, "do it," jump to it Send out for sctoch, call me a cab cut me a rose, make my tea with the petals just hang around, pick up the tab never out think me, just mink me polar bear rug me, don't bug me new thunderbird me, you heard me I'm getting hungry, peel me a grape. You really should hear Diana Krall sing this....it's fab! You're spoiled! |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
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"SPOILED" implies a thing gone "bad"-- tsk...I really don't consider m'self bad--just unrealized...heh heh (edit of sloppy type?...smile, but methinks you all LIKE sloppy stuff! )[This message has been edited by serenity (06-16-2002 09:45 AM).] |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
uh uh I wasn't implying anything gone bad........just gone mischievous! Would I think any other way!! Lordy lordy ani't it fun in your forties! |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
  BRAVO!!! Good show, young chap, good show! (giggles in delight) This is a wonderful symphony of words, sweet friend, I love it, you speak of human emotions so well, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Eric, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Thanks Noah! I appreciate your enthusiasm! |
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Tracey Member Elite
since 2001-08-29
Posts 2808where insanity meets breeding |
What great amusement this thread is. I love the words to that Peel Me A Grape song…alas…how few men really GET it though!!! Lol. Thanks for the giggles guys. Everything is possible in the game of life |
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Suetang Member Ascendant
since 2001-03-07
Posts 5187Melbourne, Australia |
Hello Eric Such a heartfelt dedication to a lovely lady. I enjoyed this one a lot, as well as reading all the comments. You're obviously very much into music which is another of my passions. I love doing music trivia and guessing songs and artists. Take care....Sue Suetang |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Tracey and Sue I thank you for dropping in here and reading all this crazy talk...It was a blast! Thanks so much both of you! |
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Balladeer
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Well, let me sneak in here and say I'm with Kethry....those white satin nighties are tops with me.. Of course to really date my era, I always go with "One for my Baby" Set 'em up, Joe.. I got a little story I want you to know. Feeling so bad... Can't you make the music Ease me a tad? We're drinking, my friend, To the end Of a brief episode... So make it one for my baby And one more for the road. So that's how it goes And, Joe, I know you're getting Ready to close. Thanks for the cheer I hope you didn't mind my Bending your ear. But this torch that I found Has got to be drowned Or it's soon to explode.. So make it one for my baby And one more for the road. |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
He he Michael I got to go along with you and your naughty nightie nuances......nice natural notion! Love the words to that old song.......I been there too! hic~ Thanks! |
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Balladeer
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and I like Love is a Bore..... Love is a bore Love is a ball game Without a score. Love is the mailman Without the mail A comic without a gag Asparagus Without the hollandaise Plus all the belly laughs In Tennessee Williams' plays.. I used to love it but Now it's a drag Love is a flagpole Without a flag Love is a sailboat without the sail A lock on the candy store A soap opera plot and much, much more.... But mainly I mean - Love's a bore. It's I'll call you tomorrow It's a phone that never rings It's a sackful of sorrow Or a ride on angel's wings So just remember the next time you score Love is an exit without a door But, if you're in love, You'll ignore All the things that I said Here before And you'll pray that your love Whatever he does Will come back and be The bore that he was Once more...... |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Ha! That's precious! You got me on that one......Never heard it before? Great lines though! In a more recent vein... "I came in as the sun came up She glared at me over her coffee cup She said where you been, so I thought real hard and said, I fell asleep in that hammock in the yard She said you don't know it boy but you just blew it I said well that's my story and I'm stickin' to it That's my story, that's my story Well I ain't got a witness I can't prove it but That's my story and I'm stickin' to it Well I got that deer in the headlights look She read my face like the cover of a book, and said Don't expect me to believe all that static 'Cause just last week I threw that hammock in the attic My skin got so thin you could see right through it And I said that's my story and I'm stickin' to it That's my story, that's my story That's my story, that's my story Well I ain't got a witness I can't prove it but That's my story and I'm stickin' to it You know time comes when a wise man knows the best thing That he can do is just look her right in the eye And beg for mercy and face the bitter truth Well honey me and the boys played cards all night Wasn't no hanky panky not a woman in sight And I know I shoulda called and baby I'm really sorry Let's get a cellular phone then you won't have to worry You know how much I love you and darling I'm ready to prove it And that's my story and I'm stickin' to it Ya just can't outsmart them...........It'll get ya killed! [This message has been edited by ethome (06-16-2002 11:14 PM).] |
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Balladeer
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That's one of the early Streisand songs.... Probably my favorite for the words is "My Quiet Room".... I have a quiet room A room nobody can see A secret place That's all my own And only I hold the key. The rest of my life Is an open book.. It's features can all be known But nobody knows Of my quiet room Where I can be all alone. I have a quiet room With dreams piled high On the shelf And one whole wall's A looking glass For really seeing myself Sometimes I sit In the lonely gloom And I think of how fine It could be If you would come To my quiet room And share these treasures with me... |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Yeah that's great one! Poetic in style really! Says a lot! I really love this one....I know you'll relate to it One of my all time favourites! You might wake up some morning To the sound of something moving past your window in the wind. And if you're quick enough to rise, You'll catch a fleeting glimpse of someone's fading shadow. Out on the new horizon, You may see the floating motion of a distant pair of wings. And if the sleep has left your ears, You might hear footsteps running through an open meadow. Don't be concerned; it will not harm you. It's only me pursuing something I'm not sure of. Across my dreams, with nets of wonder, I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love. You might have heard my footsteps Echo softly in the distance through the canyons of your mind. I might have even called your name As I ran searching after something to believe in. You might have seen me running Through the long-abandoned ruins of the dreams you left behind. If you remember something there That glided past you followed close by heavy breathing, Don't be concerned; it will not harm you. It's only me pursuing something I'm not sure of. Across my dreams, with nets of wonder, I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love. Across my dreams, with nets of wonder, I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love. - Bob Lind |
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Balladeer
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Absolutely! That one has always ranked high with me Here'a another favorite of mine...I've Been to Town I've been to town, I've walked the highways and in the suburbs too. I've done somethings I never thought I'd ever do. Now as I stand here looking down at you, you ask me why it is I frown. I guess it's 'cause I've been to town. I've been to town beyond the boulevard and down the beach, I've learned some things that only time can teach, For instance, love is more than just a speech, It's got to find a common ground, I know 'cause I've been to town. Don't tell me any more, I can't waste any more years, I've seen my image in your eyes, Dissolve in disappointed tears. I've been to town, you ask me do I know the Milky Way, I do, and furthermore I'd like to say It isn't milky white, it's dingy gray, Especially when your world breaks down, I know because I've been to town. - Rod McKuen |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Yeah no question....Metaphorically beautiful! I'd love to do this all night but I'm headed to bed. You know that work tommorrow thing!.....Wish I could stay because I've got a million of them too......all inspirational nuggets! Have a nice florida night...... |
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Saunni Senior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 1777West Virginia |
ethome, my goodness, this is awesome! Simply awesome, My friend! Sauni:)The Only Time I See The Sun Is When I'm Within That Vanilla Breeze.The Only Time I'm One With The Sun Is When He Shelters Me From The Rain. L.S |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
In the spirit of lyric---I'll close with this bit of melancholy--- "Company" By Ricki Lee Jones "I'll remember you, too clearly-- but I'll survive, another day. Conversation to share? When there's no there? I imagine what you'd say... I see you in another life now baby (I see you in my dreams...) And as I dance across the galaxy-- I will miss your company." (for my dad--I don't just "love" my father--I LIKE him) nice tune that is...has to be heard to be appreciated...and thanks eric, and michael...twas lovely! |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Thanks Saunni! It's been a little musical history trip that everyone has enjoyed. Ah my dear betrothed to another southern belle it's melancholy but with the beauty pondering heartbreak produces.......YOU started all this! I'm glad you did. |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
I just had to add this one.....It ranks way way up there in my estimation! "Well, it's a marvelous night for a Moondance With the stars up above in your eyes A fantabulous night to make romance 'Neath the cover of October skies And all the leaves on the trees are falling To the sound of the breezes that blow And I'm trying to please to the calling Of your heat-strings that play soft and low And all the night's magic seems to whisper and hush And all the soft moonlight seems to shine in your blush Chorus: Can I just have one a' more Moondance with you, my love Can I just make some more romance with a-you, my love Well, I wanna make love to you tonight I can't wait 'til the morning has come And I know that the time is just right And straight into my arms you will run And when you come my heart will be waiting To make sure that you're never alone There and then all my dreams will come true, dear There and then I will make you my own And every time I touch you, you just tremble inside And I know how much you want me that you can't hide Chorus Repeat 1st Verse One more Moondance with you in the moonlight On a magic night La, la, la, la in the moonlight On a magic night Can't I just have one more dance with you my love The role of poetry is to utter the un-utterable; to open up |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
I loved the poem, ethome... Little did I know that the end of the poem was just the beginning of the fun. LOL What a great thread! *S* And I might as well date myself (Heck, no one else will! LOL) ... as good as your choices are, DEFINITELY Nights in White Satin!!! *G* |
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Decaflame Senior Member
since 2001-05-11
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So glad to have caught all of the nuances of the nights |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Well Suthern....I'm not going to invite you to come on the picnic then...... Cause I'd be outnumbered....he he thanks for the great comments and I'm glad you had some fun with it all! Decaflame I haven't heard from you in quite a while....thanks for joining in! |
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Balladeer
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Well, can't have this thread without Bob Dylan.... I'm beginning to hear voices and there's no one around now I'm all used up and I kind of feel turned around ?? I went to church on Sunday and she passed by and my love for her is taking such a long time to die God I'm waist deep, waist deep in the mist It's almost like, almost like I don't exist I'm 20 miles out of town, Cold Irons bound There's a wall of pride high and wide, can't see over to the other side It's such a sad thing to see such? beauty/human? decay, it's sadder still to feel your heart torn? away one look at you and I'm out of control like the universe has swallowed me whole I'm 20 miles out of town and Cold Irons bound There's too many people, too many to recall I thought some of 'em were friends of mine I was wrong about 'em all Well, the road is rocky and the hillside's mud Up over my head nothing but clouds of blood I found my own, I found my one in you But your love just hasn't proved true I'm 20 miles out of town, Cold Irons bound 20 miles out of town, Cold Irons bound ... Well the winds in Chicago have turned me to shreds reality has always had too many heads some things last longer than you think they will some kind of things you can never kill it's you and you only I'm thinking about but you can't see in, and it's hard looking out I'm 20 miles out of town, Cold Irons bound Well the fat's in the fire, and the water's in the tank and the whiskey's in the jar, and the money's in the bank I tried to love and protect you because I cared I'm gonna remember forever the joy we've shared but looking at you and I'm on my bended knee you have no idea what you do to me I'm 20 miles out of town Cold Irons bound 20 miles out of town, Cold Irons bound |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Ha! Oh yeah that's great one....I love this kinda thing...... Death Of A Ladies Man Ah the man she wanted all her life was hanging by a thread "I never even knew how much I wanted you," she said. His muscles they were numbered and his style was obsolete. "O baby, I have come too late." She knelt beside his feet. "I'll never see a face like yours in years of men to come I'll never see such arms again in wrestling or in love." And all his virtues burning in the smoky Holocaust She took unto herself most everything her lover lost Now the master of this landscape he was standing at the view with a sparrow of St. Francis that he was preaching to She beckoned to the sentry of his high religious mood She said, "I'll make a place between my legs, I'll show you solitude." He offered her an orgy in a many mirrored room He promised her protection for the issue of her womb She moved her body hard against a sharpened metal spoon She stopped the bloody rituals of passage to the moon She took his much admired oriental frame of mind and the heart-of-darkness alibi his money hides behind She took his blonde madonna and his monastery wine -- "This mental space is occupied and everything is mine." He tried to make a final stand beside the railway track She said, "The art of longing's over and it's never coming back." She took his tavern parliament, his cap, his cocky dance, she mocked his female fashions and his working-class moustache. The last time that I saw him he was trying hard to get a woman's education but he's not a woman yet And the last time that I saw her she was living with some boy who gives her soul an empty room and gives her body joy. So the great affair is over but whoever would have guessed it would leave us all so vacant and so deeply unimpressed It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go that far. It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go that far. It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go that far. |
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Goodknight Member Elite
since 2002-06-15
Posts 2386Ohio, USA |
thanks a really nice poem!!! Paul |
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