| THE BRIGHT SUN REMINDS ME OF YOUR SMILE THAT ONCE FILLED MY LIFE THE GREEN LEAVES ON THE TREES ARE YOUR EYES THAT TOLD ME YOU LOVED ME THE WATER GLISTENING BY, THE RAYS OF THE LIGHT, AND I AM LISTENING TO THE SOUNDS OF THE EARTH... SIGNS OF SHATTERED HOPE THAT WHISPERS IN THE NIGHT THE FAINT CALL OF HER DESPERATION AS SHE SLOWLY WALKED THROUGH THE GARDEN IT SEEMS SO UNFAIR ~ANYWHERE~ THE ONE YOU LOVE TIL YOUR HEART SHATTERED INTO PIECES OF SPLINTERED GLASS REMINDED HER OF ALL THE LIFE THAT HAD SLIPPED INTO THE PAST AND I WILL HOLD ALWAYS, BUT ONLY IN MY DREAMS FOR YOU WERE NOT THAT MAN THAT COULD SAVE ME YOU REALLY NEVER CARED, AND I WAS STANDING THERE LONLEY WITH NOTHING BUT DISPAIR RUN AWAY, AS FAST AS YOU CAN, I WAS WRONG YOU COULD NEVER UNDERSTAND STAY AWAY, GO TO ANOTHER DESTINY AND LEAVE ME ALONE ~JUST LET ME BE~ AND THE MOMENT WILL CHANGE TO A MINUTE, TO AN HOUR, TO A ''WEAK" AND TIME THAT WE KEEP~ ~SO LONG GOOD BYE~ANOTHER BREATH~ANOTHER SIGH~ |
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| AS THE NATION GRIEVES, AND HEARTS STAND UP TO SHOW- 'WE ARE STILL THE LAND OF THE FREE'' OUR TRUE COLORS ARE BLEEDING THROUGH FIRST THE RED FOR THE BLOOD OF INNOCENT PEOPLE SHED. THE WHITE FOR THE PURITY OF WHAT THIS LAND STANDS FOR... THE BLUE FOR THOSE WHO SEEK FREEDOM IN A FAR AWAY PLACE AS WE AMERICANS PAY FOR PEACE.. YOU ARE IN THE HOLY LAND WHERE TERROR IS A WAY OF LIFE THANK-YOU IS NOT ENOUGH FOR PUTTING YOUR BELIEFS IN FREEDOM'S FLIGHT... 12-16-01 |
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| SHE HAS BEEN KNOWN AS THE FRAIL, FRAGILE CRYSTAL HEART, THEN SHE TAKES CENTER STAGE, AND THE SONGS START THE SPARK THE EMOTION THAT SHE HAS LIVED A THOUSAND TIMES, WE LISTEN TO EACH SONG, EACH RHYTHM STANDING STILL~~~TIME~~ WE ARE A FAMILY, NOT JUST FANS, SHE KNOWS WE WILL LOVE HER NO MATTER WHAT UNGRIPPING SLIPPERY SANDS SHE IS A TRUE PHOENIX RISING RISING FROM THE FLAME, STANDING UP EXPECTING ALL THE CONFUSION AS SHE ACCEPTS THE BLAME REMEMBER QUEEN OF ROCK YOU WILL ALWAYS HAVE US THAT ADMIRE YOUR LIFE, AND YOUR HONEST WHEN YOU TALK ROCK ON PRINCESS, PHOENIX, PRIESTESS OF EVERYTHING OUR LEGEND.... 12-16-01 |
| I HAVE WATCHED THE PRINCESS OF ROCK AND ROLL GIVE SO MUCH TO US ''THE UNDYING FANS'' WE HAVE ALL HELD OUR BREATH AS SHE TOOK THE STAGE AND AS YOU LOOK AT HER YOU SEE HER LIFE HAS TRANSFORMED HER AGE OF MOMENTS OF UNCERTAINTY AND WEAKNESS SHE HAS CONQUERED THE BLEAKNESS AS SHE TWIRLS AROUND IN HER GYPSY WAY WE JUST WATCH IN AWE, AND BEG FOR HER TO STAY AS TIME PASSES SHE HAS TAKEN CENTER STAGE AS NO LONGER THE PRINCESS, BUT THE ''QUEEN" OF HER ROCK AND ROLL COURT AND IN HER HEART SHE KNOWS WE WILL ALWAYS BE THERE FOR SUPPORT~ 12-16-01 |
| THERE ARE SPACES BETWEEN YOU AND ME, I STOOD AT THE DOOR, OPENING MY HEART FOR YOU TO SEE MEMORIES CHANGE AS I HOLD ONTO THE PROSPERITY HOPING THE GOOD TIMES WILL NEVER BE BURIED YOU HAVE MOVED ONTO ANOTHER, AS MY LIFE, STANDS STILL, IT'S A MIRAGE OF GOOD TIMES AS YOU WERE MY LOVER I'VE STOOD IN THE DARK, I'VE PASSED YOU ON THE STREET, AS YOU TURN WITH HER LEAVING, THE DYING EMBERS TURNING TO SPARKS FOR NOW I REALIZE YOU ARE NO LONGER MINE, TO YOU, WE WERE ONLY A WASTE OF PRECIOUS TIME 12-16-01 |
| I'M SORROWFUL AND SADDENED BY THE MEMORIES THAT WERE LOST I GOT TO KEEP THE GOOD ONES I WAS FORTUNATE FOR THAT LEAVING AS YOU DID LEFT MORE THAN I COULD ENDURE YOU LEFT ME WEEPING AS THEY CLOSED LIFE'S DOOR IT'S VERY CONFUSING WHEN YOU WERE HERE WITH ME IT SEEMED NO ONE CARED UNTIL THE FINAL SCENE I HEARD THERE WAS CRYING, LITTLE BOY STORIES TO THE HATFUL WORDS OF OTHERS THE BLAME NOT LEFT ON YOU HOW DARE THEY SAY THEY KNEW YOU INSIDE AND OUT WHEN YOU WERE ALIVE CONTROLLING YOU WAS ALL THEY WORRIED ABOUT THE UNKIND WORDS HAVE FALLEN ON OUR DEAF EARS THERE WERE ONLY TWO OF US THAT REMEMBER ALL THESE YEARS SOMEONE ELSE WAS IN CONTROL IT WAS'NT ME DEAR, IT WAS THE ONE WITH THE ALMIGHTY DOLLAR THAT WAS THE ONLY ONE ALLOWED TO BE NEAR... I CAN'T SAY I'M SORRY ENOUGH FOR ANYTHING I'VE DONE IF I COULD SEE YOU JUST ONCE MORE, I'D NEVER AGREE TO RUN NOW YOUR TIME IS OVER HERE ON EARTH YET WE STAND BEHIND YOU IN LAUGHTER AND TEARS I KNOW YOUR GONE, BUT YOUR MEMORIES ARE LEFT HERE SLEEP MY LOVED ONE IN INNOCENSE TIL HEAVEN YOU AND I WILL MEET I'LL PRAY THAT ANGELS ARE WHO'LL BE THERE AT THE GATE TO MEET.... 2-19-97 |
| HERE I GO AGAIN WRAPPING MYSELF UP WITH TAKING CARE OF THE WORLD AND BEARING THE PAIN CONSTANT FLURRY OF NEVER ENDING TO-DO'S MAKES IT MUCH EASIER THAN TO TAKE APART THE PUZZLE AND SEE WHY EACH MOMENT ISN'T THE TIME I NEED AND HAD TO LOOK INWARD TO THE TRUTH, THE SEED AFTER ALL THE TIME THAT HAS PASSED AND LEARNING TO LIVE AGAIN, I SOMEHOW AM BURYING ME... IT FEELS LIKE THE END AS IF ONLY TO SAY YOU KNOW, I'M NOT LOST, OR SCARED, OR AFRAID OF ANYTHING HOW COULD I BE I'M SO BUSY WITH THE IMPORTANT THINGS I'M OVERLOOKING ME THE WHYS..... THE WHO'S THE CARE, CARE NOT SURELY THE BLUES LIE IN WAIT LIKE A SLEEPING DOG AT THE EDGE, OF A SHARP CORNER.. AN UNCOMFORTABLE LOT... 11-2-98 |
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| All poetry written by Catherine Short Copyright � 2001 |
| LOOKING OUT AT A SKY DARK AND BLEAK THOUGH I NEED TO TALK IT SEEMS I CAN'T SPEAK OF A LIFE COME AND GONE LIVED A HUNDERD TIMES LOOKING AT THE PERFECT MIND THAT TELLS RHYMES THOSE WHO SIT IN JUDGEMENT OF ME NOW, THE ONES I LOOKED UP TO AND LEARNED FROM HOW... I CHOOSE TO BE RIGHT OR WRONG, AND SOMEHOW I OFFENDED THEM NO LONGER DID I BELONG LEFT TO SEEK SHELTER INSIDE AND OUT LISTENING TO THE VOICES OF THE WIND WHEN IT SEEMS NO ONE ELSE IS AROUND THE SINNERS, SAINTS, WE ALL STAND IN LINE, JUST TRYING TO UNDERSTAND, WHAT WE ARE PUT HERE FOR WHAT WERE TRYING TO FIND FOR I'VE LOOKED TO THE HEAVENS WHEN I WAS DRAGGED THROUGH HELL AND I'VE HELD ONTO MY FAITH WHILE THOSE AROUND ME FELL... 11-2-98 |
| LOVE IS A WORD THAT IS OFTEN SAID I SAY IT MYSELF AGAIN AND AGAIN I LOOK AT THOSE WHO SURROUND ME WITH WHAT? I WANT THEM TO NOTICE I'M GIVING ALL THAT I'VE GOT IT'S A HARD GAME WHEN THE PUZZLE PEICES DON'T FIT AND I REALIZE THAT THEY DON'T CARE A BIT IT'S WHEN I'VE DECIDED THOUGH THE ONES THAT LOVED ME, HAVE GIVEN UP, BUT I WON'T QUIT WHEN MY MIND STARTS TO WANDER, AND MY HEART FEELS THE DREAM IT'S THEN THAT I REALIZE I HAVEN'T LEARNED A THING I RUN, AND HURRY AS IF THAT MAKES IT ALL RIGHT THEN I WONDER WHY I CONTINUE THE FLIGHT FOR LIFE IS NOTHING BUT A GAME WITH PUZZLE PIECES OUT OF LINE AND ALL I'M DOING IS COMING FROM BEHIND |
| I STOOD ON THE EDGE OF A VISION THERE NO ONE ELSE WAS AROUND I TOOK A CHANCE FOR THE AFFAIR KNOWING THE DANGER OF A HEARTBREAK ALL THE TIME STILL UNDERSTANDING THE DANGER SIGN SO I FOLLOWED MY HEART AS THE TEARS FILLED MY EYES AS I WATCHED YOU WALK AWAY WITHOUT EVEN A GOODBYE~ AND YOU FADED INTO THE DARKNESS MY DREAMS WERE SHATTERED AND TORN ALONE AGAIN ,LOVE GIVEN FROM YOU NO MORE YOUR GONE AND WITH IT MY LOVE AND I'M LEFT NOT TO SHUT, THE LOVE-LORNED DOOR... |
| TOTAL CONFUSION IN A LOST AND WEARY WORLD NO ONE TO RELATE TO THE TROUBLES THAT INSIDE GROW LIKE A PEARL INSIDE I SCREAM, I CUSS AND I FIGHT BUT NO ONE IS LISTENING IT JUST DOES'NT SEEM RIGHT I TRY TO MUDDLE THROUGH EACH DAY IN EVERYWAY BUT SOMETIMES IT'S SO MONOTONOUS I DON'T WANT TO STAY... |
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| All poetry written by Catherine Short Copyright � 2001 |
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