Joy Leftow's Blog, page 6

DREAM ON

An off key blues singer, ms blues to you, so sing along with meI want to sing my bluetry off key for youSo we can have a fling, peruse my blues, schmooze along the DanubeEscape New York City’s sweet heat summertime Maybe book a trip to Syracuse where it’s always coldGot the blues from my head to my toesGood morning heartacheTry to keep pushing aheadExploding inside like an earthquakeHeartbeat moves like a drumheadLove’s left behind in the game
Make the dream realityIntegrity, happily love the song ValerieEspecially as sang by Amy,There’s a fatality of sanctity Specificity is not the answerHard to stay focused, too much to do my mind swept up in strong currents Some things matter more than money monarchies
Demolition derby – spiteful resolutionMy poetic genius stands across the street Observing me from Ft. George HillWith trepidation, Search for liberationDiscover corruption in my old soul“Walk this way,” I sayFlames eat me alive from inside
Sky set on fire, bring our souls from mire, My heart a siren, beats with desire Stir passion in, fire blossoms into love Religious history for all mankind Find our way out of a bind  Stay on the peace grind, remain centered, mindfulAll religion winds down to similar precepts My life’s an open book Written in an ancient language only my soul deciphersIs it easy to define me?
A midnight blue sky filled with silver stars twinkling fragrant amidst fuchsia blossoms Leaves falling from dogwood trees A white turtledove suddenly flies into my open hand - from above, spreads his wingsHovers a second or two above my headDo you think I’m in love again?
Floating in the sea, I’m where I need to beLike living in a musical ballet
Jelling in a renaissance of humanity

PRECIPITOUS RAINSTORM IN MY HEAD

My thoughts run wild, like a child beguiledCan’t follow instructions or conversationWant my mind reconciledMy mind runs ahead of me screaming directionsIn desperation I hear reflections abound in my headTalking so fast I get lost trying to followSo much confusion right here in my brainFollow the next thought with exasperationTurn left here now turn right and take this detourThe allure of this thought or that conjecture callsI can’t keep track, my thoughts run so fastRuns fast from past to current newscastWeather overcast, Look through clothes amassedWhat should I wear today?Why am I an outcast?I must be miscastThe details flabbergast meHow long can all this last?Thoughts flit like a bird from tree to boughI attempt to plow through my to do listBut only get so far when my mind races againNo wonder I’m so tired at the end of the dayI can’t keep my mind still, keep it So lively inside, I talk to hundreds of people a dayOnly it’s only inside my head where the conversations playMy rich inner life never occurs in real timeIt’s like a ball bouncing between very close wallsLike music, my reflections rise and fallUncontained by restraintsMy mind races on uncontainedAn eruption occurs 10 times a secondI try to check in with the presentWith frequent dissent into intentI reckon my mind’s in a rush like A kiss and first blush, my mind
moves so fast I feel like I been running all day

Believe In The Dream

Make the dream realityIntegrity, happily love the song ValerieEspecially as sang by Amy,There’s a fatality of sanctity Specificity is not the answerHard to stay focused, too many things to focus on my mind swept up in strong currents Some things matter more than money monarchies Set the sky on fire, bring souls out of mire, Heart is a siren beats with desire Tired of infighting, stir the fire of love Israel’s religious history is here for all mankind to find their way out of a bind  stay on the peace grind at the center of mindfulness, All religion winds down to similar precepts my life’s seems an open book I say it’s written in an ancient language translated by my soul So stop thinking it’s so simple to define me A midnight blue sky filled with silver stars amidst fuchsia blossoms Leaves falling from dogwood trees A white turtle dove suddenly flew into my hand-came  from above, hovered a second or two Do you think it’s because I’m in love again?

Making Lemonade

I got my own sour songs, my own sour wrongs,My own damn right to sing the blues Catch me if you can because I’m elusive conclusive
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet but the fruit of the poor lemon tree is impossible to eatLemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet but the fruit of the lemon is impossible to eat
One day beneath the lemon tree I realized I’d been fooled from the startMake it a point to fool myself regarding matters of the heartLove is very pretty to seeadrenalin runs thickly through my veins tries to convince me I cause the sour taste so I swallow the bitter trying not to wallow in self-pity,To regain insight without blame trying my best to believe love exists
Our great nation is at the mercy of another oppression a rising recession a looming depression of immense proportions like we’ve only seen once before. I’m tired of making lemonade with so many lemons I want to leave the bad behind, keep an open mind I’ve come to like the taste of bitter lemons discovering it’s better than nothing at allSearch for direction a solution to the pollution, the destruction of humans and planet looking for a way out of the confusion, the inevitable destruction giving up human rights, praying for evolution some simple solution another revolution
In a rhapsody of blue dreams unable to define, blowing in the windThe planets aligned provide piece of mind a little peace of mind to help hope stay alive to dream about fresh ground and brewed java served with a little steamed cream each morningSunlight steams though the window blinds provide a remnant of peace. A world where everyone’s kind, people refuse to be blind truth dominates
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet but the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat

WHAT’S GOING ON

Why blame me for all the painCredit me for all the gains you’ve hadFor years and yearsCredit me for fame Who wants the blame for what you said I didThat I didn’t do I know your nameIt’s ok for you to jump in my game   Stop acting like we’re Cain and Abel Or like we’re both rebels on opposite sidesIn line for the same resourcesI’m your friend not your enemyDon’t confuse me, I won’t excuse youDon’t play this game todayMy name is your name Let’s put us in a frame It sounds a little lameBut it’s true not contriteWe’re staying tightDon’t give up the fightI’m trying to keep you aliveFinally saw the lightLeft behind the blightLeft me in such a frightReally not triteI assure youThe value of my life depends on fame, on my name, my game and gainSpread the wordDon’t blame me for the painFor not seeing the way you claimTo see I can’t pretend to be or see what I don’t seeI’d like to play that game sometimes, would make life a little easier and I admit I took that turn several times – went down that path knowing the truth had left me there, alone and bereftSo I try again and againHelp, help me please

For The Thrill Of It All

Hugs and kisses, velvet wishesCome to an end and what’s leftChange husbands, like changing an old pair of shoes for new Like to buy a new pair of shoesSudden change to my heart’s colder weatherGets cold outside, feel blue, another breakthroughWork to get through the next dayEveryone says they’re coming through Can’t believe what anyone saysIt’s a new day and I’m one flew over the cuckoo’s nestHard pressed to think I messed up againTrying my best to stay compressed, so distressedMy heart thumps in my chestPlease God let me be Mae WestLife’s work a contest, possessed by desire to conquestImpressed by old things finessed, dressed to killLive in an all frills world Cotton candy cloudsAre worth more than riches          And more delicious too
Death gnaws at my lifeFret at changes in this body I no longer know like I used toNo longer ownThis body betrays me and does whatever it wants to doIt’s not me just a shell, like a tortoise I will shed My body like a garden hose, thrown around and carelessly mistreated till it grows holesNeglected, abused, torn inside out, rife with strifeCan’t get away from myselfThis body ages without graceThoughts seclude meNostalgia eludes meRandomly search inside to know this body that is mineLife’s burrs consume meSoul is youthful, yearns to learn, to see the unseenPhysical pains don’t belong to me, only this body I am forced to carryIt can’t all be bad - We all get oldSome of life glows with rhythm like sudden golden shimmers of a glad song Words are the answer to my body. Return to my roots, go slow with the flow, my words – this body begins to control what I doI swear this body is not me and struggle to see what I
truly am made of – sugar and spice, so niceDestiny tugs at my heart’s strings
I sing my way through the valley of my soul

The Planet Completes One More Spin Around The Earth

A pleasant fresh chill fills the airEvening sings, temperature drops Season's preview, pull out winter socksDark at four thirty, tranquilizedSun arrives at six forty fiveClocks schedule set back an hour Quarter moon mesmerizes meFragrant mists flowerBloom in autumn's last hurrah, Sun salutations drive us, survive one More rotation around our earth
One more round of death and birth

Show and Know - Kiss me now

Give me a little kiss will ya huh I promise not to tell No one will knowI won’t tell and show
Give me a little kiss will you huhDon’t worry I won’t yell if you do what I tell you Put your lips close to mine, Baby I won’t let on, come a little bit closerPut your lips right on mine Babe
Give me a little kiss, will you huhIs a kiss love or desirePut your hips close to mineFeel the electricity flow
Through my fingertips when I touch you

Is it worth it? You decide

My love for you is deeper than the deepest seaSofter than the softest breezeHigher than the tallest treeDon’t ask me why this prize was yoursNot mine to decide
Not what’s said but dread of unsaidWritten words make me become undone Much more than spoken doYou don’t need this shit called love any more than I do
Move to the beat, broken souls reject Healing, sift through broken bonesAs though the answer lies in our wishesWe become lies we liveBuried in solitude, create a fortress Make us prisonersOf our own demise
Hearts like silver need polishTroubled and cautious, need to demolish Striving to forget unpunished deedsOur souls create a fort for faithHide away, survive wounds, lost battles, day after dayFeel like I’m a rash or allergy, out of control
Think before you speak or Forever hold your peace Like shame from tarnished childhoodSecluded from the sunThere’s nothing won in fightingTell me give upI’ll stop hoping
My love for you, stronger than a hurricaneMore powerful than an angry storm at seaBaby don’t make me explainFeelings I have for youMy heart stuck on you like glue Love like morning dew

FACTORY FARMING BLUES

Hear my song of woeLook well; see the flowLife’s lusting for survival Rivals reaching for revivalIn competition for resources Desire to find recoursesConsumerism’s lust thrust upon us every stepCreates a schism in our humanityStrive for sanitySearch for an end to succumbingTo become better before death comes …
Fame, riches, voices no one hears, too busy with wanting to get what they have  Yet somehow never didPassion and poetry flow in my veins, Poetry makes us see more than we wantExamine, consider anewLike a sudden cloudburst, rain can’t be avoidedGet wet even if you didn’t want toHear my pleas, please, hear the crying of all factory-farmed animals scream, cry for help
Production methods for meat is a disgrace to humanity Make conscious beings suffer in rounds from birth to death, lives unlived, shortened drastically, live in constant pain tragicallyBrutality can’t possibly have redeeming qualitiesFollow like the livestock we are, allow immorality to flourishNeed to be free from barbarity lest we become the suffering we imbibe
Our earth requires compassionConsciousness and cruelty don’t get alongPain sears through my brain Soul Secrets rip through meStand outside my head observe Bleak realitySurrounded by pollution Needing a solution No absolution through brutal lives led to slaughter – is this really nutritionWho stands to explore alternatives to barbarous merciless sadistic tradition?
Create compassion, humanity –
Be the change we want to see …