Daily Blues..


SUDDENLY SHAPE WAS VAGUE.. BRIGHT AND RISING TO STAR..

SUDDENLY SHAPE WAS VAGUE.. BRIGHT AND RISING TO STAR..

Million thousand come you learn.. young innocence will shift..

Half will find their mirror whole..  Senses on the lift..

Midwife slaps newborn cheeks.. baby smiles.. a fart..

Nurses grin.. nature wins.. a young life at the start..

Same time..  different place..  grandpa sunk all putts.. 20 shoppers bought a death.. as someone flat went nuts..  

Media stands always ready.. reports who you are.. poised as panthers.. fast as snakes.. they struck to make a star..

Not a hard-working man.. youthful smiles to share.. not his patient mate who loves him.. teaches him to care..

Not their children loved.. so.. tears of joy come in heartache..

Raised to better.. love in caution.. fleeing old mistakes..

Desperate child impulsive.. now a killer on the run.. movie rights sold for his book.. he auctioned off his gun..

Weird will not cover such irony so deep.. star born.. unicorns and God’s vacation.. or asleep..

Guess my simple path is clear.. I will sing in song..  peace and love.. bring yourself here.. you may sing along..

World will not always make sense.. I did not make our earth.. We smile in sun and rain no fences block those free at birth..

Frustrated.. stress chasing you.. mists over dark shapes.. silver spoon is empty now..  wino women raped.. maybe they just say it.. plan it for the play..

‘Stewball’ sings to ‘Leadbelly’.. of romance.. girls.. and gray..

When the microscopes are off.. all media screens cold.. when mother-love for life.. comes down as gold to hold..

When the blood has dried and tears have turned to living blue.. blood beats thru a living heart.. light shows what you do..  

Friend come on.. my love slips.. my wife done gone away.. kinda blind to good now.. need a better day..  

Bring lens to my tired eyes beat for my melody.. turn on nature’s hearing aid.. these ears hear songs of free.. move your view a little.. high.. low.. or in-between..

Behold.. your destiny full waits.. flowers on lush green..

Thought.. ‘mankind has been trying to outrun nature since they could document their efforts’.. Peace Tony

©AC.18.3.14.arr././ 

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About cryinforthedyin

I write philosophy and poetry. I postulate solutions for problems..I find similiar things in history to compare to present day, hoping to find a solution to the seemingly difficult task of giving and receiving love. I play music. Blues harp, piano, guitar, electric and acoustic. I sing..I love to sing..Peace Tony
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3 Responses to Daily Blues..

  1. Lauri says:

    As always, so well said, Tony!
    And, yes, mankind has liked to think he is above and separate from Nature when we are all one being.

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    • Thank You.. where simplicity is our easy friend.. it is exploited in most anything by some.. most encouraging to see a man like our president.. not deterred by gossipy fearful who do not have a clue.. there will always be those of us who just seem too simple to understand conspiracy..
      It is a beautiful.. perfect world.. I believe mankind may learn before we do ourselves conclusive wrong.. Peace Tony

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      • Lauri says:

        I love our President, too. He is so calm. So dignified. So intelligent. I admire so much how he handles himself around the hateful and fear-filled morons. It does give me hope.

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