Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Saturday, January 1, 2011
DREAM SEQUENCE #7-Street singin’ Troubadour Blues- Way over’ yonder in ‘The End times’
From The soon to be published 2nd edition of The Book MICHAEL UBALDINI- 'LOST AMERICAN NIGHTS"Lyrics & Poems'
I better capture the words right now
Before enchantment disappears
The eyes of honesty wept
Invoking love with fear.
Taste the shadows and the pain deep
In this whiskey flask,
Her arms hold me strong with truth,
Or does the rabbit don the mask.
We’re warm within a shack beyond the cold
A flickering shack
With eyes burn through like coal
Four walls surround us
Created by mind scheme –
Our love explodes like stars
In the night ocean stream
The lights burn the dark on all highways
The rivers flow where
Darkness makes love with the sun
Though I’m alone
Standing gazing toward the rivers cape
Wondering if my openness will leave wound where
My hearts at stake.
My collars up
I hang my head and stroll along
I’m in search for salvation,
She’s my lover, and if childhood dreams aren’t but a whim,
I jump in –
Head first and drown before I’d swim.
written by MICHAEL UBALDINI copyright Library of Congress
all rights reserved including the right of reproduction in whole or part in any form
First edition of The book 'Lost American Nights published by Moontide Press 2006