| The most mysterious light appeared in the sky... A women with a dress made of the sun and stars in the heavens had a crown like the moon And she glowed like a rainbow and made people swoon... The message she brought was of consequences soon... She seemed to be magic with her light shining through And then it was revealed She was sent from a cocoon... Her spirit was strong the desert her bed And it�s there she left a message That all mankind should've read The war broke out in the heavens The thunder and the rain Then the world wished they'd listened And just not saw her fame... The believers they feared As the sky cried their tears And the rest of creation Wished they'd looked in the mirror... The lesson is simple The message is clear Reach out and hold onto all that is dear remember her eyes, remember her pain Remember love�s there Even when it continues to rain... Just remember Just see the sun..... Stay close to your fear... Love your life and hold it dear.... 12/13/95 |
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| Fairies that dance in the morning sky with magical wings that flutter by... some of them are happy, and some of them are scared the little ones seem as light as air... they�re as fast as lighting in a flash they play around and refuse to make a dash in their own world... they make trouble and if they don't like you ... they make it double the little pixies that race through their day always have something to say... the dust that they carry in little bags can turn into impossible gags.. having them near us not making a sound lets them have the upper hand when we�re not around don't even worry, or blink an eye next time you can't find something it may have learned to fly... forgive the intrusion of Tamlin, Flora and fairy wings because when you least expect it ''they leave important things'' 1-28-98 |
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| I try to see the magic of the stories she's woven About her and other lovers... Only she knows the life she has lost And how much she has given... It seems to be as illusive as the songs she tells while singing As her fingers run through the ribbons... For she has said only in rock and roll rhythm and in heart-felt ballads~ She has no regrets no doubts... It seems she's finally comfortable in what has been, and what is to come I believe she's figured it out! Her songs, sung... She has no idea will outlive her She may have �Stevie in a box� the look~ But the words are hers And a glimpse of the Gypsy that is so smart~ When her time comes And she has turned into a white winged dove She will then understand What she has left all of us behind~ But the music, the lullaby of a note Sustained in time She'll realize she has accomplished all she set out to do~ To touch the soul To say the words we all feel But could never find the way to say Her love will never die It will always be inside.... We must tell you now how much you've meant While your still so dear That the raw truth has produced A single tear... You will lead us onto where ever forever~ Dedicated to Stevie Nicks, and all she has given to us, and lost and loved... By a devoted fan... Catherine Short 1-1-02 |
| She is a wide-eyed doe Caught in bright lights Then she comes alive The music starts... She hits the first note And for just a moment We occupy a piece of her life A moment of passed strife She lets us inside her Heart, soul and song And it�s never to long... It seems so brief.. then she�s gone... We love her spellbound stories and songs And in those precious seconds... We did belong~ |
| As dark settles and the moon appears I stand alone in the night with so many fears I've turned to everyone except myself to find answers now I've finally turned to ''the ghost dancers''... What I need to know is spiritual inside I've run out of places to run and hide My heart is broken and I'm seeking my soul It�s come so late in life Death has taken its toll... I truly believe that I have to find the answers to life's questions before we move on I need to see my reflection Scared all my life...Time has passed by and I refuse to live again my life a lie... love and patience is what I need to learn Before I can go on and make life�s final turn~ 1-28-98 |
| A tiny little girl sat in the street with a look of absence, and no shoes on her feet just down the block there's and old man in the park he just stays on the bench as light turns to dark a teenage boy appears, you can see he's alone he hides his fears from me as if he's done something wrong so many people bustle ahead with there lives they refuse to look at desperation in street-peoples eyes you see, I'm not much better off than them I think about this... then try to lend a hand am I my brothers keeper? as guardian angels stand by they give me the courage to ask why? why are you here alone on the street? I don't have much, but what I have is yours.. food, warmth a place to retreat... I talked to each man and child... they quickly declined with a half hearted smile �this is were we belong, it will be okay� I heard them say as I walked away... what�s wrong with us as a human race when we let people suffer and stare death in the face... forgive me for each time I took all I had for granted and while I'm here give me the knowledge I need to help others on this planet... this poem is dedicated to everyone.. as we can all fall 12-21-01 |
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| All poetry written by Catherine Short Copyright � 2001-2 |
| Time stopped... and lost seconds go by And form years tossed... So much to do in the nick of time Only heartache�s left and Unfortunately glimpses behind spider webs woven The silver dew glistens in a magical moment Like the snow that has each individual flake You realize you don't own it... Tears that stream from the joy that you bring Each special event that has come finally... With an undoubtable ring Now moving ahead is what I need to do ~ I realize now life goes on without you... 1-28-98 |
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| All poetry written by Catherine Short Copyright � 2001-2 |
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