Thank You My Love
Thank you my love I thank you
I thank you for who you are and what you do
Thank you my love I thank you
I thank you for being the one I can go to
Thank you my love I thank you
I thank you for always getting me through
Thank you my love I thank you
I thank you for your support in all I pursue
Thank you my love I thank you
I thank you for letting me know the love you give is true
Thank you my love I thank you
I thank you for being the sweetest girl I ever knew
Thank you my love I thank you
I thank you for all the humanity in you
Tears Of Jehovah
A tear for every child neglected
A tear for every parent disrespected
A tear for every bullet shot
Another tear for everyone who it caught
A tear for the divisions set upon us by hate
A tear for the forces that would rather destroy than create
A tear for every life they try to eliminate
A tear for every law of humanity that we deviate
A tear for every time God's Name is used for ignorance and intolerance
A tear for every time authority hypnotizes society into a trance
A tear for every time words of peace and love are silenced
A tear for every time we try to justify violence
A tear for every time life seems to have no worth
So many tears of Jehovah it could drown the whole Earth
Lonesome Wolf II
Walking alone still in the vast wilderness
The Lonesome Wolf wanders with his loneliness
He has no friends and has no mate
He cannot change this it is his fate
He goes a long way from the pack
He was outcasted and can never come back
He howls his prayers for someone again to the moon
His life is going by too fast and needs someone soon
Sunday, February 8, 2009
The Monkees (Film) Scene VII
(Davy at the bar around a couple of groups of women and one comes to Davy)
Valleri: Hey Davy
Davy: (drunk and very uncertain about this woman who knows him) Hey sexy what are you doing here?
Valleri: I always come here
Davy: Since when?
Valleri: Ever since I couldn't stop thinking about you
Davy: That night was really special for me too.
Valleri: We never had sex
Davy: I wasn't talking about sex I was talking about the night we met.
Valleri: You don't remember me and I don't care. As always you had a million other sluts throwing themselves at you.
Davy: So why did you try?
Valleri: I know the Trojan Horse method, I dated Peter to get to you and I realized that was not the best plan so I abandoned all tact, none is needed for my intentions since I know I can't pry you away from polygamy I've altered my goals.
Davy: Did you sleep with Peter to get to me?
Valleri: Oh God no thankfully the whole virginal girl next door bit is his thing, thankfully
Davy: When did you give up on the Peter plan.
Valleri: When he proposed to me I was afraid he was going to want to have sex next, that was three month's ago. Heaven's sake we only dated for four months.
Davy: So you are not interested in sex?
Valleri: With Peter no, but the point is I waited for the better part of the year trying to have sex with you and I think it's time for the direct approach. You tell me where and I'll tell you when.
Davy: How far to your place?
Valleri: Ten minutes
Davy: Check please (Song: Valleri)
Valleri. I love my Valleri.
There's a girl I know who makes me feel so good.
And I wouldn't live without her, even if I could.
They call her Valleri.
I love my Valleri.
She's the same little girl who used to hang around my door.
But she sure looks different than the way she looked before.
I call her Valleri.
I love my Valleri.
Valleri. I love my Valleri.
I love my Valleri.
I need ya, Valleri.
(camera follows Davy and Valleri making out in a cab on the way to Valleri's apartment)
Valleri: Hey Davy
Davy: (drunk and very uncertain about this woman who knows him) Hey sexy what are you doing here?
Valleri: I always come here
Davy: Since when?
Valleri: Ever since I couldn't stop thinking about you
Davy: That night was really special for me too.
Valleri: We never had sex
Davy: I wasn't talking about sex I was talking about the night we met.
Valleri: You don't remember me and I don't care. As always you had a million other sluts throwing themselves at you.
Davy: So why did you try?
Valleri: I know the Trojan Horse method, I dated Peter to get to you and I realized that was not the best plan so I abandoned all tact, none is needed for my intentions since I know I can't pry you away from polygamy I've altered my goals.
Davy: Did you sleep with Peter to get to me?
Valleri: Oh God no thankfully the whole virginal girl next door bit is his thing, thankfully
Davy: When did you give up on the Peter plan.
Valleri: When he proposed to me I was afraid he was going to want to have sex next, that was three month's ago. Heaven's sake we only dated for four months.
Davy: So you are not interested in sex?
Valleri: With Peter no, but the point is I waited for the better part of the year trying to have sex with you and I think it's time for the direct approach. You tell me where and I'll tell you when.
Davy: How far to your place?
Valleri: Ten minutes
Davy: Check please (Song: Valleri)
Valleri. I love my Valleri.
There's a girl I know who makes me feel so good.
And I wouldn't live without her, even if I could.
They call her Valleri.
I love my Valleri.
She's the same little girl who used to hang around my door.
But she sure looks different than the way she looked before.
I call her Valleri.
I love my Valleri.
Valleri. I love my Valleri.
I love my Valleri.
I need ya, Valleri.
(camera follows Davy and Valleri making out in a cab on the way to Valleri's apartment)
Poetry Post 35 (and it never slows down)
Sex (Haiku)
God's gift, Satan's curse
Depending on whys and hows
Wedlock makes kosher
Art (Haiku)
Thoughts celebrated
Concepts spread connections formed
People take action
Autumn Transition
From a foggy autumn night
Filled with much mystic fright
A new day is born
Into a fresh autumn morn
The oppressive fog becomes a lazy haze
A dark hour has turn to a lighter phase
The cold dark void you had to bear
Is now a cool serving of moist morning air
God's gift, Satan's curse
Depending on whys and hows
Wedlock makes kosher
Art (Haiku)
Thoughts celebrated
Concepts spread connections formed
People take action
Autumn Transition
From a foggy autumn night
Filled with much mystic fright
A new day is born
Into a fresh autumn morn
The oppressive fog becomes a lazy haze
A dark hour has turn to a lighter phase
The cold dark void you had to bear
Is now a cool serving of moist morning air
The Monkees (Film) Scene VI
(Peter alone in the TV room Micky is just entering the room)
Peter: Hey Micky how did you find Carole?
Micky: We were both passed out in the alley that night we worked at McCooley's Bar next to the Pink Posh Carole worked at. I thank God everyday they shared an alley. Why'd you ask?
Peter: How did she come to like you?
Micky: She was drunk.
Peter: What made you trust her?
Micky: I was drunk.
Peter: Then how do sober people find love? (Micky laughs)
Micky: Where's Davy?
Peter: Out with some girl he met at the bar earlier tonight.
Micky: Why aren't you with him?
Peter: You're his wingman.
Micky: Christ's sake I've been with Carole for three years how come he doesn't take you?
Peter: He says if Carole can strip for a living you can be a wingman, besides you're funnier than I am and that's what Davy needs in a partner.
Micky: Davy has looks, I have humor, Mike has ambition but you have the most important thing a girl could want sincere kindness.
Peter: Even if that is true people can see Davy's beauty, your wit, or Mike's drive but no one looks at me looking for kindness unless they need someone to exploit.
Micky: Diane's a moron.
Peter: And so is April, Natasha and Valleri apparently.
Micky: Yes they are.
Peter: I should have known better with Valleri she wasn't even nice to me until she knew I was in a band with Davy. Could Carole hook me up with someone?
Micky: She doesn't hang out with many of the girls at the Pink Posh they all apparently love abusive and or manipulative relationships some being the giver or sometimes the taker depending on whether they hate themselves or their men more.
Peter: I'll never find love.
Micky: Your mindset is what's destroying you Peter and your mindset is destroying your personality. I have faith that if you had faith in yourself women will find you charming, they actually do as it is but many women just don't want to be the reassuring ones in the relationship, at least not at first although if played right a woman's sympathy can become love but that's rare but you'll need at least enough confidence to act like a relationship can lead somewhere then it will and I will see to it you'll have that confidence again. (Song: Take A Giant Step)
Though you've played at love and lost
And sorrow's turned your heart to frost
I will melt your heart again.
Remember the feeling as a child
When you woke up and morning smiled
It's time you felt like you did then.
There's just no percentage in remembering the past
It's time you learned to live again at last.
Come with me, leave yesterday behind
And take a giant step outside your mind.
You stare at me in disbelief
You say for you there's no relieve
But I swear I'll prove you wrong.
Don't stay in your lonely room
Just staring back in silent gloom.
That's not where you belong
Come with me I'll take you where the taste of life is green
And everyday holds wonders to be seen.
Come with me, leave yesterday behind
And take a giant step outside your mind.
Peter: Thanks Micky I think I'll meet Davy at the bar.
Micky: I'll come with you
Peter: Hey Micky how did you find Carole?
Micky: We were both passed out in the alley that night we worked at McCooley's Bar next to the Pink Posh Carole worked at. I thank God everyday they shared an alley. Why'd you ask?
Peter: How did she come to like you?
Micky: She was drunk.
Peter: What made you trust her?
Micky: I was drunk.
Peter: Then how do sober people find love? (Micky laughs)
Micky: Where's Davy?
Peter: Out with some girl he met at the bar earlier tonight.
Micky: Why aren't you with him?
Peter: You're his wingman.
Micky: Christ's sake I've been with Carole for three years how come he doesn't take you?
Peter: He says if Carole can strip for a living you can be a wingman, besides you're funnier than I am and that's what Davy needs in a partner.
Micky: Davy has looks, I have humor, Mike has ambition but you have the most important thing a girl could want sincere kindness.
Peter: Even if that is true people can see Davy's beauty, your wit, or Mike's drive but no one looks at me looking for kindness unless they need someone to exploit.
Micky: Diane's a moron.
Peter: And so is April, Natasha and Valleri apparently.
Micky: Yes they are.
Peter: I should have known better with Valleri she wasn't even nice to me until she knew I was in a band with Davy. Could Carole hook me up with someone?
Micky: She doesn't hang out with many of the girls at the Pink Posh they all apparently love abusive and or manipulative relationships some being the giver or sometimes the taker depending on whether they hate themselves or their men more.
Peter: I'll never find love.
Micky: Your mindset is what's destroying you Peter and your mindset is destroying your personality. I have faith that if you had faith in yourself women will find you charming, they actually do as it is but many women just don't want to be the reassuring ones in the relationship, at least not at first although if played right a woman's sympathy can become love but that's rare but you'll need at least enough confidence to act like a relationship can lead somewhere then it will and I will see to it you'll have that confidence again. (Song: Take A Giant Step)
Though you've played at love and lost
And sorrow's turned your heart to frost
I will melt your heart again.
Remember the feeling as a child
When you woke up and morning smiled
It's time you felt like you did then.
There's just no percentage in remembering the past
It's time you learned to live again at last.
Come with me, leave yesterday behind
And take a giant step outside your mind.
You stare at me in disbelief
You say for you there's no relieve
But I swear I'll prove you wrong.
Don't stay in your lonely room
Just staring back in silent gloom.
That's not where you belong
Come with me I'll take you where the taste of life is green
And everyday holds wonders to be seen.
Come with me, leave yesterday behind
And take a giant step outside your mind.
Peter: Thanks Micky I think I'll meet Davy at the bar.
Micky: I'll come with you
Poetry Post 34 (and the hits just keep on coming)
Pictures II
The most beautiful girl I've ever seen
So majestically beautiful and serene
Makes me wonder of the fantasies that could've never been
As my thoughts look for you over and over again
Your soul I may never feel
But I'll pretend it's real
Just so I can learn how to deal
Thoughts of you are at my command
But I may never hold your hand
But I look at your face
You put me in a better place
Looking at you makes me feel secure
Even if it's just a picture
It is the only thing forever for sure
Beauty
They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder
But society blinds us and grabs us by the shoulder
I prefer a dandelion to a daisy
So society calls me crazy
I prefer a pigeon to a dove
No one understands the basis of my love
There is no one who sees as I see
They have no idea what it's like to be me
I see the bright dandelion's beauty
As it grows old so gracefully
It grows from blond to gray
And never tilts either way
A pigeon is just a dove by another name
But it gets infamy in lieu of fame
A dove is too perfect for humanity
But a pigeon graces us with its good will so friendly
Repressed Memories
Repressed memories until none remain
All thoughts and feelings leave save only the pain
The most beautiful girl I've ever seen
So majestically beautiful and serene
Makes me wonder of the fantasies that could've never been
As my thoughts look for you over and over again
Your soul I may never feel
But I'll pretend it's real
Just so I can learn how to deal
Thoughts of you are at my command
But I may never hold your hand
But I look at your face
You put me in a better place
Looking at you makes me feel secure
Even if it's just a picture
It is the only thing forever for sure
Beauty
They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder
But society blinds us and grabs us by the shoulder
I prefer a dandelion to a daisy
So society calls me crazy
I prefer a pigeon to a dove
No one understands the basis of my love
There is no one who sees as I see
They have no idea what it's like to be me
I see the bright dandelion's beauty
As it grows old so gracefully
It grows from blond to gray
And never tilts either way
A pigeon is just a dove by another name
But it gets infamy in lieu of fame
A dove is too perfect for humanity
But a pigeon graces us with its good will so friendly
Repressed Memories
Repressed memories until none remain
All thoughts and feelings leave save only the pain
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